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After coming back from the UK, I was more open to whatever life offered. I enrolled in an auto mechanics course to learn how to fix my own car, and was seduced by the teacher, an older guy in coveralls, moustache and hairy forearms who initiated contact (that's a post for another day). I visited him once a week, at first-- every Friday 4 pm-- and then doubled up across the week. I was still living at home so I didn't have a lot of time for him, but our sessions were intense and exploratory, and he handled me with care, easing me along slowly until eventually we were fucking like beasts, with m… 阅读更多内容

It started the way a lot of good things start: pillow talk. We'd just seen a European film which had featured a threesome, and just before heading to bed we talked about what we'd liked about the film. Me and my wife both agreed that the way the threesome had been shot-- very erotic and stylish and somehow real-- was the best part. At our pillows, I asked her if she could ever imagine herself in that situation and she kind of gasped and said, 'Oh, boy, I'd have to be really drunk or high to think about anything like that." I sort of agreed that it would take an exceptional situation, and then,… 阅读更多内容

This story is an early memory from a Playboy magazine that I saw when I was a teenager, probably 16 or 17. The magazine was passed between a bunch of us in my friend's basement out of a collection that his dad had. I'd never really thought about men as a sexual option, at least not at the time, but as I played with men later on, I realized that the image was deep-seated in me, and had played a big part in my sexual subconscience and memory. The image was a photo within a larger photo spread, not the centrefold, but further back in the book. For some reason, the art director decided to place a… 阅读更多内容

Just a quick one here. Years down the road, I finally convinced my wife to tell me everything about a placement she did in another country in the West Indies when she was in her early 20s. She was working for Planned Parenthood. There was a combination of locals and Europeans on the island, and she got to know most of them through her job and socially. We were sort of dating at the time, but long distance made it tough to stay connected. There were two guys that I knew were part of her orbit (they showed up in photos of her time there). One was an older, salt and pepper university prof type--… 阅读更多内容

My wife and I went to Miami to celebrate our wedding anniversary. We hadn't really talked about playing around until we got down there, feeling so relaxed and free and good, like anything was possible. It was around the third day, after fucking our brains out, that she started to talk about how open she felt about her body, her physical nature and our relationship. Naturally, I was intrigued by all of this. Marie is Italian by heritage. She is just over five feet with creamy skin and beautiful brown eyes, with long curly black hair that has a touch of grey in it. There's a beauty mark-- a mol… 阅读更多内容

I found myself in England back in the 80's. I was mid-20's and very inexperienced. I met an older guy, but not ancient old, in his late 30s, through friends of people I was staying with. He was friendly and really welcoming. He offered to show me around the town where I was staying. He was in broadcasting, so one day, he picked me up and took me to the radio station where he worked. I watched them do the news, and all of that, and it was pretty interesting. Afterwards, we went, like all Brits, to the pub. We had a few drinks, and talked, but not much more. His name was Richard. He took me back… 阅读更多内容