The flight from Sydney to London was long and tiring despite paying for an upgrade to Business class, and a lay-flat bed, and unlimited champagne. It was especially tiring since I had had to say goodbye to my girlfriend, and our hedonistic lifestyle, at the security gate. Three months of Nirvana were brought to an abrupt halt by an out-of-date visa. Coitus Interruptus! Phone sex is better than no sex, and for six long mon...

I met Leanne on a cruise ship in the Mediterranean, she sat next to me at my favourite bar, we started chatting and hit it off immediately. She had both an enigmatic and hypnotic smile that captured my attention and an antipodean accent indicating that we would not be returning to the same city after the cruise and, at best, this was only going to be a holiday fling. After a while, an Aussie bloke joined us and was introd...

“Hi, this is Belle, I do hope you remember fucking me at the dogging spot a couple of months back.” Remember? How could I forget??? “It is Jason’s birthday next month so he gets his fantasy and I get to control the action the way he likes it and in the way I want. Do you fancy joining us?” Without hesitation, I said yes, but then thought I better ask what the fantasy was! Belle told me in some graphic detail and I was spe...

Continued from part 1. Cobination of fact and fiction/not happened yet. Sub P entered the masters bedroom, Master R dressed in a rubber catsuit right behind him, squeezing his buttock, a naked Master B beside him, running his finger around P's hole, circling the buttplug. Master B ordered "bend over the bed", P did as he was told feeling Master B's hand push him hard down bending him over the high bed. Both Masters then s...

This is a combination of fact and and fiction/not happened quite yet. Background:Sub P is in his 50s, he has a mostly vanilla straight life, but he met his rubber Masters online many years ago on a rubber fetish site. His Rubber masters are a few years older than him and are couple who live short drive away. Sub P has met them a few times over the years, but lack of opportunity and occasional cold feet have meant its only...

It was my usual monthly tradition, the first Friday of the month. I’d left work, heading home to shower, got dressed (jeans and a tee) and drove into the city to head to the only sauna around. I found some free parking nearby as always, mouth dry from a mix of nerves and awkwardness. I quickly drank a half bottle of water, locked the car and headed in. As always once inside I completely relaxed, paid my fee and headed thr...

The news that Eureka has reopened reminded me that I hadn’t finished this story. If you got to the end of part 2, then you will know that Mrs Trackie and I had just had some fun in one of the woodland clearings that make Eureka such a fun place. We walked through the woods and up the hill to the clubhouse to get a shower. When we got there, we both stood under the hot water and washed the sweat for each other. It didn’t t...

I’ve been going to a north Manchester sauna for a while now and been enjoying my self with ladies and watching what occurs , very uplifting to say the least . One evening I was at a loose end and feeling very horny so off I went ! Tuesday nights have been a bisexual night where any and everything went on if it was busy. This particular evening it was fairly quiet when I got there as I found when I stripped off and headed...

I sat at the foot of the chaise longue, dressed in torn Levi’s and a loose white silk shirt, barefoot. You sat in a chair to one side... outside the cameras view, watching everything. He stood behind the camera, set on a tripod, capturing my every movement... the artist at work. I was anxious, not accustomed to modelling. I knew what you wanted... what you had fantasised. He was an experienced artist and reassured me as I...

The finale of this series. The previous episodes are available from my profile.... Enjoy ...I let Patrick’s cock slip from my mouth, a string of precum and saliva hung between my lips and the swollen head of his hardness. “I said don’t stop!” Margaret repeated. She had walked into the room now and stood beside us. I couldn’t meet her eyes. I was awash with feelings of self loathing. Naked aside from the lingerie. What was...

The previous episodes are available to read from my profile…. Enjoy I virtually ran home after work that night. I didn’t have much time before I was to meet Patrick as we had arranged. I quickly showered and went into my bedroom to dress. The bag containing the garments Patrick had instructed me to wear was on my bed. I emptied them out. My heart was racing... my mind was awash with wild thoughts. I picked up the stocking...

After my encounter with Bob, and his friend in the dunes at Studland (see Never say Never) I was confused and ashamed for a while. However those feelings could never cancel the excitement I had felt during my introduction to gay sex. Indeed it was less than a week and I was back at Studland again, only this time I knew what I was looking for! For the rest of that summer, every opportunity I had I headed for the beach at S...