Window shopping for women in Amsterdam is quite well known. In addition, for those of us who like the male scene, there are full service men's clubs. I watched some gay movies while waiting for the live show to start - my heart was racing and my cock was throbbing.
encounters
Layover In Amsterdam
The Insurance Man
With more than 3 hours to go before my bus would be leaving, I had nothing to do and little money to do it with. "Fuck this shit," I thought to myself as I decided to get up and wander around the bus station. Even though I only had to pee, I decided to sit there in the stall anyway and read while I killed some time. Wow - it was a porn mag! Lucky me. I read the articles and found them to be.
encounters
Mirror Image
As good as they were, I didn't know how special this day would turn out to be. Just off the food court of the terminal was the Mens' Room, a rather large Mens Room. It had the noisy double doors, and the main restroom was subdivided by having the twelve urinals and matching washbasins in the front portion, and trough the archway to the rear was the four sit-down stalls.
encounters
Hiking Club Offer
He was generally pretty even-keel, careful with money, good student, dedicated athlete (swimming, body building, running, bicycling), and he had turned out to be more than a good roommate. In fact, although I liked his shoulders, his athlete's good looks, and his tanned, long legs, he was basically very real, not into himself, and pretty much unaware of his male beauty. He'd be gone overnight.
sci-fi/fantasy
Heated Love
As I lay in bed with beads of sweat clinging to my body, I could not believe the unseasonable weather that we were having. Praying for sleep to rescue me from the heat; I rolled over causing the sheets to fall from my body. The air conditioner had gone out earlier that day, and it would be a few days before the repair man could be able to come by the look at it.
relationship
Cross Generation Lust At The Bath
The saggy tits, no ass, basic shuffle to their walk, and other behaviors that we all know that accompany men of the elderly group. I guess there's that part in all of us where attitude rears its ugly little head and it has always done so with me. Seniors and fat men just could never get my balls burning. It seems that since I made the shift I have more opportunities with all sorts of men.
encounters
In Praise Of My Penis
Call him what you will - cock, prick, pecker, cherry-capped dangler, knobbly ape - he is the source of most of the pleasure of my waking hours. And in fact of many of my sleeping hours too. I swear he never sleeps. How many times do I wake up to find him up and throbbing, stabbing the mattress, demanding my attention once more? He is so faithful. Sometimes I chide him gently.
masturbation
He Came Out Of The Blue
I created a community for queer news and opinions on a popular blogging website, combining my gayness with my professional passion, journalism. I posted advertisements for my community in other queer communities, sat back, and waited to see if people began to join. About three hours after I posted my appeals and the first article in the community, the first person joined the community.
college
Marooned
I am unsure how I came to be here. Marooned in this place and without memory. Surrounded by a watery horizon, as unbroken as my solitude. Only the sun to stir my thoughts. It voyages its hazy stratum of crystalline blue. It takes the chill from my skin as my recumbent body melds with the pockmarked rock. This small oasis of fading life, set upon an unending desert of ocean. Seasons pass.
relationship
Gay Guy Falls in Love with Co-Worker
My name is Aaron. I'm 6 feet tall, medium build, curly brown hair that just covers my eyebrows and 20 years old. I always get comments from the girls about how beautiful my hair is or how long my eyelashes are. I don't have the heart to tell them that I'm gay. Made a girl cry with that bomb.
beginnings
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