It was Jack's third trip to a nude beach. The first time, he had told himself it was just to satisfy his growing curiosity. But it only provoked more. On that first visit, Jack had discovered that it was even more of a sausage-based party than everyone said. Very few tacos, if you will, were in evidence. That was okay, because his hunger for sausage had been building for years. The second thing Jack discovered was that af...

I never expected my first sexual escapade to take place on a windswept bluff overlooking a remote Pacific beach. Nor did I expect it to be with a guy. You could hardly imagine a more spectacular setting for your first time. Washington's Olympic National Park is perhaps best known for the Olympic mountain range - the jagged gray peaks of its eastern wall that form the sunset skyline of Seattle, the glistening icecap of Mou...

As told to her husband Eric and me by Tori “Looks like you worked out extra hard today,” observes the woman who always seems to be at the gym at the same time as Tori. She's standing a few feet down the row of lockers, getting dressed after showering. “Uhh ... yeah, I’m working through some things,” stammers Tori, still half-absorbed in the thoughts occupying her. “Kinda looked like it,” says the other woman as she picks...

"Maybe I’m getting hungrier for cum as I age,” Eric confessed, breaking the gooey cumkiss. He had just eaten a huge semen-dump from Rick, his first ever from another man. The two men had long fantasized about each other, but it took a conspiracy involving both their wives to get them to break through their dumb male reluctance and finally consummate their mutual man-crushes. “I’m getting hungrier with age too," said Rick,...

How does a man who’s new to sex with men seduce another man into having sex with another man? In at least one case, with ceramics. My new "boyfriend," Rick (I guess I can now call him that), and his wife Emily, were about to redo their main floor bathroom. As it happens, their neighbor Eric is a regionally well-known ceramic muralist, renowned for the pool and bath tiles that he crafts. Some are sculpted with subtle shapi...

“Up against the wall, and spread 'em!" Rick complied, raising his hands and placing himself against the wall of my apartment. He had just made a confession and was insisting upon some consequences. Probing ... uh, deeper ... into my Bad Cop role, I lubed my middle finger, reached inside his shorts and eased it carefully into his rectum. "Sounds like you need a cavity search, bad boy." "Better use something bigger than a f...

Neither of us had slept with a man before. Until last night, when I finally gave in to Rick’s ongoing flirtations, and we both experienced the glories of another man’s body for the first time. Waking up Saturday morning, a little drowsy from a long night of mutual sexperimentation, not to mention a bit sticky from a middle-of-the-night play session, we found the sun a couple of hours above the horizon. We had a deck to bu...

We have just left a pub after the liveliest, steamiest, flirtiest date either of us has ever been on. Especially given that neither of us has been on a date with a man before. Both of us have spilled the sad shortcomings of our married sex lives, which in my case is coming to an end anyway. The discussion seems to have brought us closer, however, and triggered more and more overt flirtation. As we left the bar, we finally...

You and I are on what I wasn’t initially sure would even be a date. But as I awkwardly shifted the conversation to sex, we progressed from finding numerous connections between our lives to actually flirting a bit. So maybe it is a date. And after I spilled all my sex and marriage problems, you've just offered that you have some sharing of your own to do. “On the same topic," you begin, "things haven’t been very good for A...

It’s the night of our meetup, about which you said “It’s a date” when we planned it. Since you are a man, I don't think my soon-to-be ex-wife suspects the “date” aspect of our meeting when I leave the house. I'm unsure about that aspect myself, but I primp myself once in the car anyway, buzzing five o'clock off my face with an electric razor and applying some cologne too. I do want to be fully date-ready for you, in the h...

My new best friend Rick, forty-two years old to my forty, was in the shower. Washing both of our cumloads off his cock, among other things. Rick and I had just added sexual benefits to our burgeoning friendship, a step we had seemed destined to take. Even so, our dizzying frottage and docking session had completely obliterated my expectations. After my recent divorce and move to my old college friend Rick's city, we quick...

It was the Fall after I graduated college.  My longtime girlfriend had just dumped me.  Intellectually I could understand why: she was younger than me, and had spent most of her college career attached to me, and I guess she wanted to enjoy college without attachment for a while.  But it still hurt. I started spending more time with my friend Theo. I'd met him in chess club, of all things, early in college.  We had remain...