So, I had myself a very enjoyable but at the same time very frustrating situation. I was enjoying being the young plaything of a mature gay couple, but separately and without the other half knowing. Several times I had skipped work to go to their house, where bottom John and I would spend hours soiling the sheets of their marital bed with our sweat and cum, fulfilling his need to be used and dominated. On the other hand,...

This happened years ago, when the first smartphones came out, quickly followed by sex hookup apps. I had heard about this from a guy I used to meet from time to time, and when funds allowed bought a phone and signed up. It proved an immediate success and, as I traveled a lot for work, it became an essential tool to keep me busy on the nights I was away, as well as providing welcome relief at short notice when I was just f...

My summer working in my mother’s shop continued, which meant almost daily contact with John and his unsuspecting partner Alan. John and I had several more meets at their house, but in between we flirted and teased up a storm at work when the opportunity arose! It sounds cruel but it was also a real thrill was being so close to someone whilst secretly going behind his back with his partner. On a couple of occasions I got s...

True story of my efforts to introduce a str8 mate to the pleasures of men. My 3 mates and I decided we would try out camping. One of us, Mark had done this quite a bit, so he had all the gear including 2 tents. This was many years ago before the internet, so the only campsite we knew of was out near Matlock in Derbyshire. It was really just a farmers field with a rudimentary blockhouse for toilets and showers, but cheap,...

Going over old experiences and thinking about milestone moments, a comment someone made about public toilets of old reminded me of my discovering cottaging. This was back in the 80s, pre internet and mobile phones, only 3 TV channels. Information about the gay scene and lifestyle was scarce and hard to come by. I have already written a lot about my early adventures, so I was experienced, but hardly ever found the opportun...

I have had an allotment for the past couple of years. I find it very relaxing and therapeutic to work up there, and with all the digging, lifting etc. it is also a great workout. My usual gardening outfit is shorts, a vest top and heavy boots but often, and especially during the current heatwave, the top gets discarded. The point of this story is a pair of fellow allotment holders. Both late 60s, grizzled, one short and s...

of events that took place decades ago, and led to some of the most enjoyable encounters of my life. My parents owned a frozen food shop. Although they didn’t work there they regularly got me to put a shift in at weekends and especially during the long summer breaks from college. The shop shared an entrance with a shoe repair/key cutting sort of business run by a friendly, funny guy called Alan. Late 40’s, blonde, slim and...

I have recounted how I had been propositioned by a stranger in our local woods. I found the experience incredibly exciting, and took every chance I could to go back there in the hope of repeating the experience. Although I did encounter a few men wandering through that area none seemed interested in me, so the first couple of visits were fruitless. Eventually though I did take the fancy of a pension aged older man who ind...

Reading a few stories about outdoor fun reminded me of my first ever encounter with a stranger. This was decades ago, long before such handy tools as mobile phones and the internet. If you have read any of my stories you will find this fits in after my first few sexual adventures, but before I started attending parties. I lived about 10mins walk from a large park/woodland. As well as the usual football and cricket pitches...

I have written about the many strange and varied encounters I had with men in my younger days. Being a willing participant who was genuinely turned on by older men, I became very popular on the cruising and party scene, and often got invites to go to peoples house for more intimate fun. In the days before the internet and mobile phones it was much harder to arrange meets, but luckily for me a regular at the parties lived...

An experience I had from long ago. Tommy was some not related to me, but as we called relatives and close family friends Uncle or Aunty, even if they were not. Uncle Tommy was therefore a presence as I was growing up, as my mother was a great favourite of his, and he loved coming round for a natter over a cup of tea, and would usually stay for dinner and even sleep over if the vodka bottle had been opened. This was still...

Driving past the location where the last public Lido in Notts used to be reminded me of all the summers I used to spend there growing up. However, later on in life I switched allegiance to another location when I discovered a new word: Cottaging. For any non-Brits (or those too young to have heard of them), a Lido was a large outdoor swimming pool, usually with grassed and concreted areas to sunbathe on, tearooms and many...

I have mentioned in previous posts that I have travelled a great deal with work, and this has meant staying in endless hotels. I thought that this would mean endless opportunities to hook up with strangers, but in truth it was very rarely the case, especially if only staying somewhere for one or two nights. However, there were exceptions. I was doing some consultancy work on the east coast of England, which required a 5 n...

Sometimes you find fun in the most unexpected places. This was back when I was in my 20's. Although I was in a steady relationship and had a few guys who I met with regularly I still got a thrill from hooking up with a stranger. I was not interested in the gay scene and as this was pre internet the main opportunities came about through cruising and cottages. Through word of mouth I had heard of some woods which were busy...

Most of my stories are about my early experiences decades ago, but here is one that is less than 24 hours old! I was feeling horny and had the whole afternoon and evening to myself, so drove over to my favourite cruising spot for some fun. There were half a dozen men there and a couple came over to have a feel, but they just wanted to have a 3 way mutual wanking session, which didn't interest me. Everyone else just seemed...