Waddstan

This happens on my canal narrowboat all the time. The ripples  from the motion are the giveaway.

Does the Attic get busier on Match Days?

We'll be marketing a brand called Realcum. We're in the process of recruiting a twinkteam to milk the studs.

At 14 in the Scouts, with one of the adult leaders, usually in the sail/tent locker and also with a couple of the venture scouts (17) on camp when my willingness became exposed. My activities were uncovered but not exposed.

I sometimes stay there on "business" when visiting exhibitions in London, but only when travelling by rail because I don't want to drive after a sleepless night.  It is convenient for other "attractions" in London.

There's pre-twink from 16 years thru 22 years 11 months and 30 seconds;

Twink which last for 30 seconds immediately before 23rd birthday;

followed by post-twink 23 years thru 65 years.

Clean it all out immediately after, with a toothbrush.

In a 16ft open sail boat (dinghy) about 150 yards offshore in Wales. I was a Sea Scout  of an age that would be legal nowadays. You might say I was looking to gain a seaman badge from the examiner. We were out of sight from people on the beach in the bowels of the dinghy in slightly choppy water which made the mast move around.

I travel a lot, by rail when I can. If there's good internet on the train I usually try to arrange a hook up before arrival at my destination for the day, unless its home.  That precludes FBs to an extent and LTRs but the act of giving receiving cum anonymously adds to the pleasure.  Grindr type apps with geolocation can be handy on trains.

Is this only in First Class?

Met a couple from here and we "exchanged fluids".  One memorable one was a guy I picked from the wharfside in my canal narrow boat on tour in the UK near Nantwich. He stayed all night and we woke up late the following morning. He'd told his family he was on a training course for work.

Poz and married, but only gay sex nowadays.

I love it in a darkroom, and never question the top. When I'm fucking I don't mention my status unless asked. Always bare, both ways.

Cabin boys love to go on a cruise.

It's in the Midlands at the moment, awaiting gear parts. Orgies are fun, and send ripples across the canal ;)

I'd offer my 60ft narrowboat, but it's in the repair shop at the moment.

Mmmm a nice allergy rash ;-)

I was cruising in Chariots Bathhouse  London as a closet Married Bi. For a couple of years after starting, I'd always done safe sex until one day when I was told by a top that I was going to start bareback sex. I was lying ass up, lubed, in a darkened cubicle when a stranger entered the room. He felt my ass and my body then proceeded to kneel behind me. When I felt his erection pressing against my hole I felt his shaft checking for a condom.  He pushed my hand away and told me that I was going to take his load. There was no discussion of his status. I complied. It was good sex and I loved the feeling of totally submitting to another guy as though I had no other choice.

Start cruising in your first Scout uniform.

I was walking by our local loch with Kat, not far from the local cruising ground and a passing guy smiled and said hi to me. I didn't know him and just brushed it off. A couple of days later he messaged me on Grindr and apologised in case it had caused a problem. I still don't know him, but I guess he must be local too.

My brother first showed me I could sperm when I was 12.

I'm new to the site. It was mentioned to me by an anon guy who just filled my ass with cum in a cubicle in the station toilets of a heritage railway. It all started five years ago in a railway carriage on a trainspotters excursion. I'd started the journey with a nerdy twink sitting opposite me. By the end  of the journey we'd exchanged blowjobs, but sadly I never saw him again. Meanwhile that had lit a fire under my sex life as I realised I that enjoyed man sex more than married life.

I wish my brother had arranged this scene for me when I was 18. I knew he was gay, but at the time thought I was Str8.