Sex stories

Dear John: I have received your Newsletter for about a year now and am so pleased I signed up for it. My Sunday mornings just would not be the same without it. I sit up in bed and spend a couple of hours with a cuppa and read it all, and end on the wank pages - as I especially save these until the end - and have a wank, and then start my day. Love the hairy men, the feet, the vintage and all the different styles of men you share with us. How do you do it all and still run Hamilton Hall ? Jacob.

True Story: I was 16 years of age and very naive. Innocent beyond words. This was back in 1971. Walked into a small mens clothes shop as I liked a purple sweater in the window. Guy asked if I would like to try it on and I did. It was too long on me and he kept showing me how it was too long by pulling the bottom of the sweater down and knocking against my cock in my trousers. I got an instant hard on. He then asked if I would like to try on some jock straps - and as I had never worn a jock before, I said yes, and this was clearly a way for the sales assistant to see my cock and in my innocence, I let him, and in the changing room, he sucked my cock and had a wank himself. I thought I might get a discount on the sweater, I didn't and remember paying £12.50 which was a lot for me in those days. JB

Michael Bird was a boy at my school. In the same class as me. The weekly swimming lesson was hell. I hated it. But loved the changing room. Michael Bird was hairy years before anyone else. He had pubes, a full body of hair and even a hairy bum. Me at 12 - was smooth as silk and loved the way he showed off in the changing rooms, as all the boys were fascinated but none more than me. I was in love with Michael Bird. XXX JB.

I had this Turkish friend who would just turn up some evenings and within seconds would drop his trousers, lift up his top and just say ' Suck it for me ' and down I would go and suck on his big fat uncut turkish slab of meat. I would then take him up to my bedroom and before he even got out of his clothes, he would be bending over and telling me to eat his ( clean ) ass - and again, I would.

We would enjoy a quick twenty minutes suck and wank together before joining the party downstairs for which he had come to be a part off and me, the host, loved it when my Turk arrived as it was always the same. Sexy fucka. JB.

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I spent a holiday of 6 weeks in a naturist resort - sadly long closed - in Florida back in the '80's and it was great to go naked all the time. Mind you, the weather was glorious and there was no need for clothes. It had open air showers attached to every bungalow and shops, a night club, several bars and a restaurant - the whole works, and I spent the entire time naked. It was also a gay friendly venue which made it even more fun.

Parliament House (hotel)

Parliament House was a gay resort on the Orange Blossom Trail in Florida, United States, that included several bars a cafe, a lakeside beach and about 80 rooms. It was also just sex sex and more sex, as much as you wanted. I stayed several times and it was outstanding. Sadly now closed after being an institution for decades. Did you stay there - tell us your experiences.

John: I love the summer when I can wear shorts and let my dick and testicles hang free and often expose them - innocently - when in public - I see people checking it out and looking and I act all innocent like.

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My sexiest memory is also one of my scariest memories. On holiday in Florida. Felt unwell in a gay bar. Don't remember much until I came round in a barn, handcuffed to a post, getting fucked. That was okay until I reaslised I had been drugged and kidnapped and was in this barn lost in the swamps of Florida with these 4 black guys fucking me in turn. I enjoyed it to start with but when I spoke up - they never spoke back to me and just told me to ' shut the fuck up'- and the fucking was with ENORMOUS dicks and after a while it started to hurt. They stopped, left me, I couldn't move as I was handcuffed around a pillar. They brought me food and water. They left me again and would come back in to fuck me as an when it suited them and for four days - 4 LONG DAYS AND NIGHTS , with just a bucked to piss and shit into, I was there, not knowing if I was going to end up dead and fed to the crockadiles or be let go. They also cut my achiles tendon to stop me escaping. I grew numb to the pain of that and numb to most of it.

However, on the 5th day a man with a scooter drove by and I screamed for help and - well, an hour later the police arrived and I was saved. The guys were never found as it was not their barn and I spent over 5 months in plaster and various hospitals with my achiles tendon and internal bruising from too big a dicks pounding into me. I was treated very respectfully by the police as they did their best but told me this was a common occurance in Florida.

Today, it's my fantasy but at the time it was no joy ride and is an absolute true story.

Derrick.

THE OFFICE BOY, Chapter 1

Hi, my name is Nick. I'm nearly 19, 6'1" tall, black hair and brown eyes. My lovely dick is 7.5", and quite fat. To keep fit, I play squash with my bestie, Ash, three times a week. We were at comp. school together, but he left at 16 to join his father's construction company, while I went to sixth form, studying accountancy and maths, then to work at a stockbrokers. Ash is a little shorter than me, 5'10", fair-haired, and very muscular. What he lacks in reach, he makes up for in strength and agility. I admired his body in the showers, being careful not to stare or spring a boner. He is the subject of many a wank. As far as I'm aware, he's straight and has had a string of girlfriends. More of him later.

I'd been working at the stockbrokers for about 9 months. Some of it is tedious, but it pays well and the five partners treat me well.

They're all male and range from early 40s to near retirement. One morning, not long after getting in, I'm called into George's office. He's in his 50s, with salt-and-pepper hair. I'm told to take a seat and expected to be told off. Instead, he tells me how well I'm doing and how nice it is to have a handsome young man around. He stood up and came around behind me. "Nick, if you ever want to confide in me, my door is always open". With that, he ran his hands over my chest, making me tingle. I'm petrified, but say nothing. "If you want me to stop, say so", but I can't speak. He undid a couple of shirt buttons and slipped a hand inside, "You know, you really are quite beautiful". His sensitive fingers ran over my now, erect nipples. I'm beginning to wish I hadn't worn tight boxers. He kissed my neck, sending shivers down my spine. Even with the confines of my underwear, my bulge is starting to show. He told me to sit on the desk. "My, you seem to be having trouble down here", and he paws at my bulge. "let me make you more comfortable". H undid my top button and dropped the zip. I shuffled out of my trousers and they dropped to my knees, making me feel very vulnerable. "It looks like your cock wants to see me". Nervously, and somewhat reluctantly, I eased out of my boxers. "Bloody hell, it's beautiful, lie back". I did as I'm told. A cold hand fondled my balls and his tongue licked my shaft. Holding the base, he swallowed me and proceeded to bob up and down. It's the first BJ I'd ever had. It didn't take long for my balls to tighten. I warned him I was getting close, but he carried on until I exploded in his mouth. He came off me and squeezed the last drops. Licking them off, he pulled me up and we kissed. I could taste the semen on his tongue. I asked him if he wanted me to do the same to him, but he said he'd fuck his wife later, thinking of me. I tidied myself up and went back to work, feeling flushed. When I got my payslip at the end of the month, there's £20 extra, for 'expenses'. I smiled to myself and wondered what else he had in store for me.

True Story: On the tube train coming home from a night out late one evening. The carriage was half full. This man sat opposite, in shorts, was swinging his legs together and then I saw it. His dick. Clearly half hard and on display for me to see - sat dead opposite. He stared at me staring at it and smiled - and licked his lips in my direction. We shared a smile and my eyes were glued to this cock on display in the tube train , and while others were around, no one else could see the magic on display that seemed just for me. He kept swinging those legs together and apart as it grew harder and harder and stuck out beyond the shorts, and when he got up to go, he indicated me to follow. I did. He went out of the station and onto a side street where there were vans and trucks parked. He stopped just ahead of me following a little way behind, slipped between two high sided vans, and by the time I caught up he had pulled his shorts down and was wanking his cock, until I arrived and just took it in my mouth as he wanked off into my mouth. I felt and tasted his hot seed within minutes and swallowed it all. Without actually saying anything, he nodded his approval, pulled his shorts back up and went on his way. I went back and caught the next tube home - just another 3 stops. Never saw him again. The fantasy was one I had envisioned a thousand times while on the tube and it actually happened. Michael.

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True story John: Cottages were popular back in the 70's. One was just outside Ringwood on the By Pass. Popular with lorry drivers. One summers evening I was in the lock up when someone came in. Looked through the hole and saw this heavy built man. Not my type - I thought - so I went to leave - but he opened his toilet door and showed me his whole hairy - heavy built - lorry drivers body and he had on a jock that was full, and I mean FULL. He pulled it down and had the most enormous cock and balls I had ever seen. HUGE was the only word I can use. It must have been a genuine 10 inces long and FAT - uncut - with the most enormous balls hanging there, and I was down on my knees so fast sucking on that monster until he pulled me up, turned me around, and fucked my arse with just some spit. It really was enormous and eventually filled me with its hot seed. No condoms in those days as there was no HIV. He became my lover for over 20 years - He loved my adoration and true worship of his cock and balls. We lived together and stayed together until his death in 1992. We often would visit that public toilet and share fun evenings with other lorry drivers and his dick was such a pull - a magnet - for almost anyone. David.

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Marcello was Italian American. He was one sexy man. Nice cut dick but the balls, ENORMOUS. He loved them slapped and punched and even chewed, and I was very up for chewing on those plums. I don't think I have even met anyone who liked their balls chewed as he did. Mind you, only one in your mouth at a time as they were simply too big. There was something about him, pure sex appeal.