BadBob000

Extremely hot. Loved every word. My cock is still throbing.

Horrendously hot. More!

Has anyone tried using 'MACHBB' and if so, is it any good?

I lose my desire after I've cum. Like a few here, I like to hold off ejaculating until my top has finished filling me up. Having said that, I do get horny again fairly quickly especially if the top wants to fuck me again.

Met a guy I'd been chatting to on 'Fabguys' here in Ireland. Turned up at his place at 9pm and fucked each other all night. I came twice times once in his mouth and once up his arse. I swallowed his first load then he fucked me bareback twice. Left this morning having peeled myself off of the crusty sperm covered sheets I was stuck to. Definitely hope to see this guy again.

Fantastic story. More please.

Part 4 Richard awoke in the early hours, still on the rug next to the Molly he'd been about to have his way with, before he fell into his drunken comatose state. The pub was freezing. Ice had formed on the inside of the small panels of glass in the leaded windows. The fire had long expired. He went up stairs in search of a warm bed and possibly a warm hole. In one room we're a couple of old queens that had been in the bar the previous night. Both were semi dressed in female clothing. Definitely not to his taste. The door to the next room was closed. He opened it as quietly as he could. Lying on his side facing the opposite wall was his friend James and on the side nearest Richard was the young ifemiminate boy James had been talking to the previous night. They were both under several layers of blankets. Richard made his way over to the bed, stripping off his clothes off as he walked. Gently he lifted the blankets and crawled into bed beside the boy. The bed and the boy were warm. He lay on his side behind the young man and his fingers began to feel his hips then down to his peach of and arse. The boy groaned slightly, becoming aroused. Richard slipped a hand between the boys arse cheeks a noticed that they were slightly stuck together. He knew that was where his friends seed from the boys arse had dribbled out of his hole and dried. He prised the cheeks apart felt for the hole. He inserted a finger and could feel that he was still lubricated. Richards cock was now fully erect. This wouldn't be the first hole he'd fucked after James. He loved the sensation of a his friends seed on his cock as he fucked a man. Richard eased the tip of his cock inside the boy. His hole felt very warm and still contained a fair amount of his friends ejaculated seamen. It was only then than Sean opened his eyes and realised the man inside him wasn't James, as James was infront of him. Sean was instantly awake. He glanced over his shoulder and recognised James friend and relaxed a little. If he was a friend of James Sean felt sure James wouldn't object to this union. Richard inserted himself further inside Sean. Sean's body excepted Richard inside it readily. James turned over to face them, awakened by movement from the two bodies behind him. Still a little groggy from being woken, he smiled at Richard and Sean reaching forward for the boys hard cock which he began to gently massage back and forth. Richard, having eased his manhood as deep as he could began to slowly fuck Sean. James kissed first Sean and then Richard, then moved his head down to the boys crutch and took his cock in his mouth. Richard began to increase speed and thrust harder. The movement forced Sean's cock into James waiting mouth. Sean hadn't cum previously that night and he feel the pressure building in his loins. Sean's arse felt wonderful on Richards cock, the pressure in himself building with each stroke. The glans of his penis were experiencing the perfect amount of pressure and friction from the boys tight hole. He reached orgasm, shooting copious amounts of his seed deep into Sean as Sean excreted his own sperm into James waiting mouth. James savoured the sweet, salty, hot ejaculate and was surprised and how much volume the young man produced. James kept the fluid in his mouth and moved up to Richard. They began to kiss, James sharing the nectar he had extracted from the boy. Their tongues swirling it around each others mouths before swallowing. James was hard. He needed a fuck. He looked at Sean and told him to get on his knees. Sean obliged already longing for more cock and sperm inside him. James eagerly mounted him pushing his cock deep inside the hot wet mess that was Sean's fuck hole. Richard got infront of Sean and shoved his cock, already hard again, into his mouth. Sean was amazed that the taste of Richards seed and his own arse tasted so good. The three of them would appear to anyone watching like a well oiled machine. The three moving in perfect breeding harmony. James fucked Sean for at fifteen minutes before he filled the boys hole with even more man seed. Richard on seeing James ejaculating into the boys arse shot his load into Sean's mouth, his orgasm stronger than when he'd fucked him. They lay together for some time, recovering from their activities. To be continued.

Part 3 James removed a glass vile from his coat pocket. He looked at what remained. It still contained enough to lubricate the boy. He pulled the cork stopper from the top of the vile and gingerly dropped a small amount between Sean's firm smooth cheeks. The substance was oily and had the consistency of treacle but, the warmth of the boys body increased the viscosity making it runny and easier to apply. James slid his fingers along the boys arse crack and the liquid ran towards Sean's hole. Sean loved the feeling and sighed and moaned approvingly. James penetrated the boys hole with two fingers and dribbled more of fluid between them allowing it to enter Sean's anus. James worked his fingers and the fluid into the soft tissue inside the boy. Sean was in ecstacy. It felt so wonderful to have and man inside him. A man he wanted inside him. James inserted his fingers as deep as he could then dripped sime of the lubricant on his member. Sean knew that, at almost 9" he was larger than the average man and was also aware that as Sean was still a virgin, he would have to be gentle and slow, at least initially. James lubed his cock ensuring the entire length was coated. Slowly he inserted himself into the boys hole. Sean tensed at initial invasion and James told him to try and relax. "Once I'm in past your sphincter it will much easier for you" Sean did as best as he could to relax as James pushed in deeper but, it still hurt. It took a few minutes but Sean got used to having a large object inside him and let his sphincter become less tense. He actually began to like the feeling. James asked Sean if he was okay and wished to continue to which Sean enthusiastically said he did. James began moving his hips slowly, pushing his cock in and out of the boys arsehole. Sean's hole felt wonderful on James cock. Sean was laying flat on the bed. James knelt and pulled the boys hips up and told him to kneel which Sean did. James entered him again. His cock slid into the boy more easily now and Sean began to enjoy being fucked. He could feel James manhood reaching deep inside his body. He knew this is what he had been born for, to give himself to other men, to serve them and be dominated by them. Having this man take him for the first time confirmed this. He loved having James inside him. He felt full and complete. The sensations running through his mind and body sent him to a place he'd never been before. James was thrusting in and out of the boy now, lost in his own desires and the pleasure the boys hole was giving his cock. James told Sean he was getting close to giving him his seed. The pressure building up in James was immense, intense and overwhelming. His cock felt as though it may explode if he didn't release. Sean's desire to receive his sperm was no less intense. He wanted this man's seed inside his body, he was desperate for it and told James this. James could hold back no longer. His cock jumped and his whole body went into spasm as he ejaculated his seamen into the body of the boy. His cock kept pumping until he was surely empty of his seed. Sean could feel James seed being pumped into him one squirt after another after another after another. He thought his insides must be full of Sean's juice. James collapsed on Sean's back. Spent of his sperm and energy. His cock still felt good inside the boy. His hole seemed to caress his cock milking James of any remaining seed. Sean felt wonderful. At last he had realised his need, his purpose. The cock and seed inside him felt natural and good. To be continued.

The Falcon was built at the end of 17th Century. It had three floors and a cellar. At ground level was the pub and bar area. The 1st floor was for guests and the 2nd floor, all of it, was Sally's. Sally owned lock stock and beer barrels. James took Sean's hand and lead him the very rickety staircase that creaked on every step. It always felt to James that it was in imminent danger of collapse. The accommodation was basic to say the least. Six rooms in various states of decay with beds in each room. One room had three beds pushed together for the adventurous. James lead Sean into one of bedrooms in the middle of the house. This room had the chimney stack running up one was making it warmer, but not significantly so, than the other rooms on this floor. The bed was against this wall. James took Sean in his arms and they kissed passionately. Their tongues exploring each others mouths. Slowly James removed Sean's clothing. His coat, a gilet, his smock and his trousers until Sean stood naked in front of him. His body was perfect. He had warm soft skin but firm muscle underneath. His cock was fairly small but as hard as could be and pointed up almost touching his stomach. James let his fingers explore every inch of the boys body before taking his own clothes off. James pulled the thick blankets and sheets from the bed and pulled Sean onto it with him, then covered them over with the bedding. Sean was shivering and James cuddled him to warm him. Both were hard. They could feel each others cocks between them. The passion was strong for both. Soon both were warm, their bodies pressed together, there combined body heat making then so. Sean moved down and took James's cock in his mouth. He began to move his mouth and tongue over the entire length of his cock. Sean could taste the fluid leaking from James as he continued to stimulate him. James was impressed. This boy know how to suck. James extracted his cock and moved to suck Sean. His cock was small but perfect. As he sucked him he reached between Sean's legs and felt for his hole. He found it and Sean's gasped and moaned. "Oh please, take me, I want it, I want you to be the one" James could taste Sean's nectar as it leaked from his small cock. He pushed his finger further into the boys body. He was very tight, definitely a virgin, never penetrated before. Soon he would mount him but, he would prepare him properly first. To be continued.

The boy told James his name was Sean. He had come to London from Cork in Ireland after he'd be caught with another boy in the naive of the local church after choir practice by the priest. He'd been sucking the boys cock and the priest was enraged when he saw them. He'd thrown the other boy out and then proceeded to force Sean to suck his stinky old fat cock. If he had refused the priest said he would tell Sean's parents what he had caught him doing with the boy. It wouldn't have been any good telling anyone the truth, what the priest had done as they wouldn't have believed him. They'd always believed any shit the priest told them. Anyway the priest made Sean suck his cock several times over the next few weeks, making Sean swallow his muck and on the last occasion tried to rape him. "He forced me over a table in the vestry pulled up my cassock and tried to mount me. I just felt his cock on my whole. I knew what he wanted to do" Sean said he was petrified as he'd never done it with anyone before and didn't want the priest to do it. He'd kicked the priest so hard in the balls, he'd left him writhing in pain on the floor of the vestry. Sean had run home, packed his clothes, stole money from his father's bedroom and got the first boat to Liverpool. He'd earned a little cash from doing the odd 'Favour ' for sailors and made his way to London. He'd met the other boys in a hostel, the only place he could afford in London. James felt for the boy. Although the priest had been unsuccessful in attempting to mount the boy he wondered if he had allowed any of the sailors, he done favours for, to de-flower him. He'd told James that he hadn't. It was only lately, since he'd been in London, that the desire for it, to have full sex with a man, had become strong enough to want to do it. James had felt his cock beginning to stir as Sean told him his story. As rampant as he felt now he wouldn't force the boy. He knew if not now, he would have him soon. Most of the clientele had departed. Their were a couple in one dark corner. One was giving the other oral sex. The one being sucked was holding back. He was moaning and holding his partners head as he thrust his cock down his throat. Other couples were kissing and fondling each other in various states of arousal. This was about par for the course at this time in the morning in The Falcon. He couldn't see Richard and seached the remaining faces for him, then saw him flat out on an old mat. He was totally drunk, laying next to a handsome fellow who was similarly inebriated. It looked like they'd started to get friendly, as his partners trousers were down around his knees, then been so pissed they'd given up and fallen asleep. Typical of Richard, he'd been there himself. James ready and Richard too drunk to perform. He laughed and Sally, seeing what James had seen shrugged her shoulders. James looked at Sean. He was so young and vulnerable. He was pretty, no he was beautiful. He reached a hand to Sean's cheek and felt the soft warm tender skin. Sean looked at him and smiled. They both moved toward each other at the same time. The kiss was gentle and sweet. Sean tasted good. James pushed his tongue into Sean's mouth and felt him go a little weak in his arms that were now holding the boy. Sean's hand slid down James body and found his sex. He was a little surprised how big James was. Sally shouted "Right you horrible lot, I'm locking up. If your still here in five minutes your staying. If you want to fuck off, nows time. Either way I don't give a fuck" Three couples made their way to the door, holding each other and kissing before venturing out into the cold night and public view. Not that there would be anyone out there to view them. That left Richard and his friend, the couple in the corner still involved in sucking each others cocks and James and Sean. "You want to stay" said James. "Yes please" said Sean. To be continued.

Officiallly 'Molly' was the term used to describe an effeminate homosexual in 18th and 19th century England. A Molly House was a pub, club or building where homosexual men met. This story is set in London during the middle of the Victorian era in the mid 19th Century. ************************** The evening was raw with cold. The bitter North East wind cut through the clothing of any souls brave enough to venture out in the bleak darkness. The Thames had frozen over and as James crossed Lambeth Bridge to the South he noticed the small cargo boats still iced in, marooned on The Embankment. There was a strange silence over the city. No bird song, no horses trotting along pulling their Hackney Carriages, no souls voices breaking the silence. The gas lamps barely illuminated through the mist that hung low over the bridge and the frozen river below. His destination was a short walk from the South Bank along Lambeth Bridge Road and left into Penny Street. The Falcon lay half way along Penny Street and backed onto small warehouses that dealt with imports and exports from the ships traversing the river. It had once been busy with workers from the docks but they now frequented a tavern along the river that was adjacent to the new entrance to the loading area. Tha Falcon had fallen into decline for the past couple of years but now, due to its remote and somewhat secluded location from dwellings, factories and other business premises, had become a meeting place for the Mollys and their gentleman admirers. It was almost midnight when James crossed the threshold of The Falcon. The warmth of the open fire immediately began soothing his face although as the rise in temperature reached his ears they ached as the blood began to circulate again. A few men turned and some smiled and nodded a welcome. He was a regular here and had found relief and comfort with a couple of them. This wasn't the only Molly House he visited but this was his favourite. He approached the bar and saw Sally attending to another customer. She saw him a smiled and when she'd finished serving the gent with a beer came to him. "Hello Jimmy, cold night out there, bet your cock has all but disappeared or has it dropped off" She gave a raucous laugh and James laughed along with the joke. They knew each other very well. Sally had a taste for the ladies and occasionally would entertain some of her 'Friends' in her dwelling upstairs. James thought it strange that some of his friends here, all other men, thought two woman together was odd, even obscene, when the men here had a fondness for members of their own sex. James had no such reservations. He liked and wanted other men. What was wrong with a woman wanting another woman. James ordered a large brandy and Sally poured him something larger than four fingers. He thanked Sally and moved to warm himself by the fire. He noticed a young fellow talking with a group of three other young men sat at a small round table. The young fellow was of about twenty years and his friends possibly a little older. He was very attractive. His face was smooth, blemish free and had abnormally long eyelashes for a boy. His hair was long and worn in a ponytail, as was the fashion of the day. They were all drinking ale and their behaviour leant James to believe they had indulged in more than one glass and probably several. Sally caught his eye from behind the bar and she gave him a knowing grin. She knew the type he favoured well enough. James himself was a handsome man. Now in his early 30s he looked slightly younger and had a kind, if slightly gaunt face. At nearly 6ft he was taller than most. He had large brown doe like eyes and had cut his hair so it swept back off his face. He was middle class and wore clothes to reflect this. The young man noticed James attention of him and smiled. James reciprocated ànd raised his glass slightly. The heat from the fire and the brandy had revived him. James noticed a man enter the bar, Richard, a good friend of his. He raised a hand and joined Richard at the bar. Richards face was scarlet red from the cold and the sudden warmed inside made him flush further. "How's it going you old scoundrel" said James. "Less of the old you cheeky fucker or I'll have to sort you out. You know I can" as he reached over and grabbed James by the arse. James said "I've got other plans for tonight" and nodded his head towards the young man at the table. "Just your type, young, tight and innocent. At least he looks innocent. I wouldn't mind some of that myself" Said Richard. James laughed. "After I've been there you wouldn't touch the sides" Richard smirked "I could go first" They both laughed heartily. They had more drinks and after an hour or so the four young men stood as if to leave. Now was James chance. He and the young man had made eye a couple of dozen times and knew he would fuck him tonight. James made his way through the tables of men kissing and fondling each other to the small group making ready to leave. He noticed how the young man three companions were rushing to put coats and hats on but the young fellow seemed in no rush. He turned as James approached and smiled. "You took your time, I didn't think you were coming " He said in a slightly effeminate cheeky voice" James smiled "Oh I haven't come yet" They laughed as did the three fellows the boy was with. "Take it you staying of a bit" said one of the boys friends and they all laughed again. To be continued.

My nipples used to be very sensitive and definitely wired to my cock. However, after years of hard tit play they are nowhere near as sensitive as they used to be. I wish there was some was of getting the feeling back.

First I swallowed piss I wasn't expecting it. I was giving a guy a blow job when told me needed a piss. I wasn't expecting him to piss in my mouth and didn't really want to swallow it but, I was still wearing a T-shirt, kneeling on the ground with my jeans around my ankles. All I could think was, if I don't swallow it, he's probably going to piss all over me and my clothes and I have to get the tube home! Afterwards I thought how incredibly sexy it was. Complete submission. He gave me a good fuck and load Afterwards, so it was worth it.

Just be honest. Tell him what you want from the start.

I grew up in the 70s & 80s during the peak of the AIDS pandemic. During that time most people were afraid of having unprotected sex, gay or straight. I'm 70/30 bottom so the risks were always greater. I always felt it was unnatural and desperately wanted the close contact between myself and my partners. It wasn't until about 1990 that I had a regular boyfriend. We were both healthy and got tested regularly. We began having BB and were totally exclusive. It was really the first time I actually felt sexually satisfied knowing he'd cum inside me. Purely psychological I know. From then on I just never went back, accepted the risks and enjoyed sex alot more. I'm still neg having had multiple partners and still accept the risk.

62 here and as horny as ever. Very active both as a top and bottom and no decrease in libido. Late 30's is still young.

Don't mind if I get fucked by a small dick. It's a guys load I want.

******2****** A few weeks have past. I have no signs or symptoms to suggest his seed has impregnated me. I'm convinced the bug hasn't taken. I'm disappointed as I was sure he was massively toxic. He told me he felt he didn't have long left and wanted me to carry his dna and pass on his seed. I'm very busy at work and have had no time for any sex. I'm gagging for some intimacy, cock and a fuck. My usual sauna, in Brick Lane, is always busy on Friday nights. Loads of guys who want to start the weekend off with a bang! It's summer and the building is crammed with guys and it's hot. There's a strong smell of sweaty testosterone and cum. I leave my clothes in the locker and put the towel round my waist. There are a few guys sucking cock in the cinema and in the jacuzzi. All but one of the dark rooms have their doors closed. In the one remaining room there's a young guy lying on the padded bed face down with his towel covering his head. From his firm arse I deduce he's in his mid twenties. I enter and run my hand over his firm buttocks. There's a light covering of fair almost blonde fur on his arse cheeks. He groans a little as I pull his firm cheeks apart and look at his hole. It's beautiful and his starfish is pink. My cock is already creating a tent in my towel. Thoughts are racing through my head. If I was fertile with poz seed now and bred him I would have been able to keep the promise I made to my, wannabe, gifter. I lick the middle finger of my left hand and gently probe his hole. He moves his legs apart intuitively and I insert my finger in past his sphincter. He moans a little. He's very tight. Fertile or not, I'm going to fuck him. I take one of the sachets of lube from the bowl in the corner of the room and drip it onto his gorgeous opening. The cold fluid makes him flinch and draw breath. I'm pushing two fingers into him now. His hole feels like it's trying to suck them inside. Even if I'm not poz I can fantasise what it would be like to seed him with my toxic sperm. I pull the towel from me and throw it to the bottom of the bed. More lube in his hole and I get on the bed and lay ontop of him. He hasn't mentioned using a condom so, I mount him, sliding my cock into his tight hole. It feels so good. He sighs as I begin to fuck him slowly. The hot, wet walls of his arse are caressing my penis. He feels like a virgin. I'm laying right on top of his body, my arms underneath his arms and my hands on each side of his head. We haven't seen each others faces so, have no idea what each of us looks like. Sweat is dripping off my body onto his. I plough his are for five minutes then lift myself onto my arms so I can see my cock sliding in and out of his cunt. I do not believe in god, ghosts, or the supernatural, although I do know a few fairies but, none of them have wings. However I can actually hear a voice telling me to breed him, impregnate him, ejaculate my gifters dna into him. It's as clear a sound as I've ever heard. I must be hallucinating. I don't care. I'm in automatic fucking mode now, losing all control. My only focus, purpose in life is to fuck this young guy full of my seed, to empty as much of my seamen into him as I can. The pressure is building up. I'm fucking him as hard as I can and he's moaning, squirming, breathing hard. I have an overwhelming feeling that I'm really going to knock him up, impregnate him. The pressure is just too much. My ejaculation feels magnificent. Easily the best orgasm I ever had. My balls have been drawn up to my body and my cock is continuously pumping my sperm into him. I'm in ecstacy. My testicles must be empty by now but my cock is still pumping. Slowly, very slowly my body begins to relax. I roll onto my side, completely spent. The receptacle of my seed casually gets up and without looking at me thanks me and leaves the room. I need to recover and have just enough energy to stand and bolt the door. I crash on the bed for, I don't know how long. I'm aware that the attendant guy is banging on the door telling me the sauna is closing up and whoever is in there needs to get dressed and get out. I know the place closes at 4am on Saturday morning. That would mean I'd been asleep for at least five hours. It's now three months since my attempted conversion and a good few weeks since I fucked the young guy in the sauna. Sitting here in the clinic waiting for my test results I'm bored. It's just my regular six monthly check up. I'm not expecting anything out of the ordinary. The Dr is standing at his office door asking me to come in. This isn't unusual. He usually gives me the safe sex talk, some condoms, lube and a card with prep info on it. "I'm afraid you've tested positive for HIV" He continues talking but I can't really hear what he's saying. It's muffled and completely unintelligible. My mind is going back a few weeks, to the young man I fucked in the dark room at the sauna and the voice in my ear.

I think 5.5 to 6.5 is average. I'm just over and wouldn't want to be any bigger. When I top I like to ram it up my partners arse and much bigger can be painful. I love sucking bigger cocks though. Any size really.

Probably about 30. Still thought I was bi then (Probably was) so a mix of girls and boys. After 30 it was all men and I rapidly lost count. Hook ups in bars, saunas and a paper called 'Loot' made getting sex very easy.

Berlin.

I can feel the warmth of his boney body. The downy hair of his legs and chest and course pubic hair against me. His boney hands holding my head. My hands are around his skinny waisted torso feeling his warm skin and the hair on his back. The weight of him pressing me into the soft bed. We're urgently pressing our lips together and his soft wet tongue is in my mouth exploring everything within reach. He tastes and smells of mint from the toothpaste he's used before my arrival. His cock is hard and laying between our stomachs. It's feels hot and there's a slightly wet feeling of his pre-cum on my belly. My own penis is soft and laying downward, his testicles resting on it. His right hand moves slowly and gently down the left side of my body. He has hard calluses on his boney fingers and hands. The hands of a manual worker. He reaches my left buttock and intuitively I lift my leg so he can slide his hand and probing fingers underneath me and find my hole. My breath quickens as he finds it and rubs a finger over the around the rim. He pulls his tongue from my mouth and lifts his head slightly to look into my eyes. He has dark brown eyes, almost black. They are smiling and gazing into mine. I feel a finger probing inside me. I am totally his. I move my left leg a little further to my left and away from my body, a signal that I want him to explore further inside me. He understands this and slowly inserts a digit as deep as he can. I'm incredibly aroused. My mind blank, except for the here and now. He lifts himself off me and I open my legs, bend my knees and pull my feet up towards me. He takes hold of his member and I feel the head at the entrance to my body. Precum is leaking heavily from it and he rubs it around the rim. He's still looking into my eyes as he says gently "Your sure" I'm unable to speak. The want, need, excitement and trepidation has made me unable to reply so I nod my head. He pushes himself slowly inside me. My sphincter is still tight and causes me pain as he pushes past it and further inside me. He's big. I'm not used to anything this big. It's stretching the walls of my arse. He pushes it all the way inside me and holds it there, leaning forward to kiss me. The passion in me reaches a new high. I'm breathing deeply, I feel hot, my body craves him, my mind is totally captivated. I want his sperm inside me, to fertilise me, make me pregnant. I know that this can only happen once between two men and its going to happen now. He begins to move inside me. All the way out then all way inside. There is no lubricant other than his precum which has little effect on the friction between his cock and the soft walled tissue inside me. The friction is good. It was cause abrasions that will allow us to procreate more easily. Allow his seed to enter my body. He picks up speed. Fucking me, breeding me as it should be done. My arse feels wonderful sore and full. We're both sweating. He's working hard at his task, ploughing into me, the need to plant his seed is his only purpose in life. He knows it maybe his last chance to pass on his dna. He's is very thin, boney and his face is gaunt. Physically he doesn't look capable of the fucking he's giving me. It's obvious all the energy he has left is being used and its pure determination to reproduce is all that's driving him on. He fucks me for at least ten minutes then his eyes widen and he looks into mine. I can't tell if he's smiling or crying as he cries out and thrusts his cock as deep as he can and ejaculates a huge wad of thick creamy hiv infected sperm into my guts. He collapses onto me and we frantically hold onto each other tightly. I'm overwhelmed by the feelings I have and ejaculate my negative sperm between us coating our stomachs. We kiss passionately and lay still recovering from our orgasms. We lay like this for a time reflecting on what we've done. We have both achieved our goal. Rest is what we need. We both fall asleep.

I was seeing a guy who was a big drinker for a while. His sperm was really bitter and horrible. I still relieved him orally but didn't like the taste at all.

I'd say I'm 70/30 in favour of being bottom but it depends on who I'm with. Generally with younger guys I can be 50/50.

This is absolutely true. Not only was it the first time I was fucked it also the first time I had any real homosexual feelings or physical contact. Ive never actually l told this anyone. Needless to it changed my life. When I was 17 I was really into motorcycle (I still am) A friend came over to see me on his bike and said he was going to see his cousin in Chiswick West London and asked if I fancied a spin over to see him. It was only a short ride, about 30 minutes so, I accepted the invitation. We arrived at his flat and I was immediately struck how his cousin looked like Anthony Andews, an English actor who had been in a TV drama based on the Evelyn Waugh book 'Brideshead Revisited' I had always thought I was completely straight until I'd watched that series but his character was obviously gay and I was surprised to have a bit of a crush on him. Any how my friends cousin looked alot like him. We went out for a drink in a local pub then returned to his flat where we had a few glasses of wine. I'm not and never have been much of a drinker. My mate said he had to go but, his cousin seeing I was very slightly inebriated said I could stay if I didn't want to ride my bike. Drink and motorcycles don't mix and even at that age I was fairly sensible. After my friend left his cousin poured more wine and the left the room returning a short time later wearing a dressing gown. I was sitting in an armchair and he sat on the floor infront of me. I was very taken with him and kept glancing under his dressing gown to see if was wearing anything underneath. We chatted and due to the alcohol I lost some of my inhibitions. We were both smiling and chatting, about what I can't remember and I continued trying to see under his dressing gown. He obviously noticed me looking several times and eventually said he thought I had enough to drink and he'd show me the bedroom. I quickly discovered there was only one bedroom in the flat. He told me to put my clothes on a chair. I turned round to do so, keeping my underwear on. When I turned round he was naked on the bed. I remember turning as red as a beetroot and was very embarrassed. He just smiled and told me to come to him. I told him I'd never done anything with another man and he told me I didn't have to do anything I didn't want to. Of course once we held each other and kissed we did everything. It was painful the first time I was penetrated but he was the gentlest of lovers and the whole experience was absolutely wonderful. I fell for him big time but, he was a little older than me with different interests but, I will always have a huge soft spot for him, his gentleness and consideration.