Safety in numbers

I had never been to a sex club before. My friends were amazed I was going alone. I wore the usual jeans and T shirt and leather boots and jacket and I was nervous. The venue was a long thin area with the bar and fuck room area at the far end. As I stood with my drink in the darkness, with the occasional spot light and smoke machine bellowing out, I saw these two guys walk through the fog towards me - in nothing but boots and a leather harness each - with everything on full dislay, and as this was a first for me, I was instantly hard and instantly all jittery with excitement. I was enthrwaled that they were naked in a bar. I went over and got my dick out and like these two guys, we stood in a triangle - playing with each others cocks and sucking - and these other guys asked if we didn't mind if they sat and just watched, and well - what a fucking turn on. There I was with these two hung guys, my jeans down to my ankles and T shirt off, playing cocks with an audiance in the dimness of a sex club, and this was the biggest turn on ever. After we all shot our loads and parted, I made sure that every week when I returned to the same bar - this time I was in sweatpants which were easily removed and I also would walk naked throughout the club, and enjoy the thrill of sex with scores of people and even while ordering a drink at the bar there would be someone down on his knees sucking me. I became a regular and would sometimes go 2 or 3 nights a week.

JB

I was a member of a London Gay Naturist Swimming Group back in the 80's and for a while we were without a pool as the one we had been using, had complaints about sexual behaviour and the group was banned. Nine months without a pool and eventually the group found one that was very suitable and - GUESS WHAT - some annoying little faggot WOULD NOT STOP trying to get sex from everyone even though he had been told to STOP - and he just would not listen and the group got thrown out of the pool and went another 6 months without a pool because one silly little cunt couldn't behave himself. It only takes one little prick to ruin it for everyone and the whole group suffered.

John: I had a problematic childhood and ended up in a borstal for 2 years. I was 15 years of age.

At night I slept in a room with a dozen other young offenders all around the same age. On my first nervous night there, one of the other boys came over and tried to molest me and I fought him off, and he said I had better get with the programme and get use to it as this was common practice after dark. How true this was and I was soon to find out. Nightly sex romps in the dorm were common practice with sucks and wanks and occasionally one of the 'guards' would check on us and join in and that was when I was first fucked by an older man. Some would consider it rape of a minor and some would be appalled but to be honest, I absolutely lived for those nights of sex play and especially when the older guard joined us and I would get fucked. The memory of at least 8 - 12 naked youths having sex games in the dark dorm still lives with me decades later as the best time of my life. As an adult I have been in and out of 'The old Nick' - prison, many times and on occasions got to share with a hot fuck mate and other times not, it is quite by chance. My longest stretch was 5 years ( burgulary ) and it was hard coming out and getting back into the real world and it was my sex - that saved me. My Probabation Officer and I - discretely - became lovers and have been together ever since and he always jokes he did so to keep an eye on me. We've been together for 18 years and between us, help other inmates aclimatize to life on the outside.