Often we are unable to see everywhere a decision takes us; other times we choose not to see so we can freely experience all that life has to offer. We are too complex. A triumphant and primal experience may lead down a road of distance from the commitments that are ultimately most important to us.
beginnings
My Amazing Double Life
Two Cowboys Ride Me Into The Sunset
But on the inside he knew he was not true to himself, since school and even now he was always felt different. Although he had slept with countless women a fantasy had always been at the back of his mind that he was at odds with, he fantasised about sleeping with a man.
farm
Sydney Rent Boy Spanking
A time when sex was for sale in city parlours. This was an illegal activity so part of the profits went towards bribing the authorities. An evening newspaper published adverts in their Personal columns offering forbidden delights 'down queer street'. Horny punters soon worked out what was on offer and called the advertised telephone number. I worked in one such parlor at the age of 18.
beginnings & historical
Welcome Home, Soldier
A veteran of the Desert Campaign, I was delighted to once again be on Australian soil. Actually, I only had to walk a few yards from the troop ship tied to a wharf in Sydney harbor to a train which was waiting on the wharf. While I walked, I breathed in the clean, fresh air and felt the warm sunshine on my face. It was good to be home. The sleeping car attendant showed me to my compartment.
historical
Gay Anal Experience during the Night Shift
Colin slammed the door shut and rushed to the fireplace. He lifted his coat and smiled as the coal fire warmed his rump. "It's a hard frost", commented Sid Knight who sat at a desk playing Patience with a well-worn pack of cards. The year was 1946. Colin was a fresh-faced 21. Sid was ten years his senior and a veteran of the Desert campaign. The bell on the tablet machine clanged.
historical
Cousin Will
There was something of a family crisis so it was decided I'd visit the farm during the long summer holidays. The slow train pulled into the small rural town of Marton and stopped at the tiny railway station. I collected my suitcase from the Guard's van and looked around me. The platform was empty. I sat down on my suitcase and waited in the bright sunshine.
historical
Billy Historical Sex Story With Anal And Spanking
The War itself was over before I was old enough to join up. So, I went to work on the Williamson farm. Now, at age 29, I ran the spread almost single-handed. The 'almost' mentioned above was the Williamson's son, Billy. Although only 16 he was a very willing worker. Billy was small for his age which meant I did the bulk of the work. I liked to be kept busy. Less time for thinking, that way.
historical
Cracking A Fat
Sean tied up the dogs and then we went into the musterers' hut. I soon got a roaring fire going and my big friend heated up the stew over the flames. "Damn good tucker, even if I say so myself". Sean scooped up the gravy with a thick slice of bread. My friend was 35. A tall, ruggedly masculine man with skin as hard as leather, from working outdoors. The year was 1947. "They're a bit sore".
historical
Mr Walkowski
Walkowski's lawn for years now but this was the first time he had ever invited me in. I had just killed the lawn mowers engine and was loading it back up onto my truck (somehow, even though this was the summer before my sophomore year in college I was still mowing lawns for money - go figure) when he walked over to me. "Sure is hot today. Why don't you come inside?"
friendship
Surf Lifesaving Club
The Surf Lifesaving Club is set on a rocky promontory, jutting out into the Pacific Ocean. Below the clubhouse, to one side, is a sheltered bay. On the other side, the surf beach stretches miles into the distance. In the low season, younger lifesavers from Germany were trained there. This story involve one such group of young hot men.
athletic
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