I walked, a little unsteadily, back to my room. I had just had the most intense fucking of my life from my two new gorgeous, older, well endowed friends, Henrik and Albie. I knew I would need a rest if I was going to go out later, so I lay on the bed, on a towel, with their seed still dribbling out of me, and thought about my recent pounding. An hour later, showered and clean once more, I went out to find somewhere to eat...

It was the summer holiday I’d dreamed of for years. I took the train across to Paris, then down to Spain, where I’d read about this resort with a really good nudist beach. I wanted to expand my comfort zone, and this was how I was going to do it. Check-in at the hotel was uneventful, I went to my room, unpacked, had a shower, poured myself a glass of wine from the bottle I’d bought between the station and the hotel (organ...

I’ve got a little story about visiting a sauna in London. I’d been out with friends for the afternoon, and then the evening, and there had been a gradual intake of delicious cold drinks over the hours. So by the time I waved people goodbye at the station, I was feeling rather horny. I was in the mood for some man-on-man fun, the more anonymous the better. And you know what that means: Sauna Time! I popped to a cashpoint,...