"Part 4 of the story Sebastian the Male Escort"
I arrived late back from the gym at Craig’s place, about 11 o’clock and he was already there, eager to know how things had gone with Mike. “Well, I got the job with no problem and the terms seem okay....
"Part 5 of the story Sebastian the Male Escort"
Saturday morning dawned and I realised that since starting my job at Mike’s Bar, I had not been back to the gym and I truly felt that I needed a workout: so I decided that I would go over there...
"Part 6 of the story Sebastian the Male Escort - the final part"
So now here I was, facing my second week as barman a Mike’s place, with an appointment to service a city businessman on Monday afternoon, just one week after my ‘debut’ on the New York copulation trail. In spite of...
"The second of six parts of the story, Sebastian - The Male Escort"
Chapter 6 As I have already remarked earlier, by an extraordinary stroke of chance, I was born on January 1st , New Year’s Day, so my final term at Sheldon commenced more or less on my eighteenth birthday. I left...
I had just graduated college, not a week or so ago, and was alone in my apartment, getting ready to move on with my life - move to a big city, get a job, etc. But something wasn't just quite...
"A tale of gay sex, police corruption and harsh caning."
The air was heavy with cigarette smoke. The two men were chatting behind the counter, waiting for the flood of punters who would arrive as soon as the city offices closed. It was unmistakably a sex shop. The windows were...
"An old family friend comes for a visit"
It's hard to say when I first noticed Mr. Sims in a sexual way. It might have been the time we went camping, our two families, and I saw him pissing in the forest. I remember thinking about it over...
"Three guys have fun in the locker room"
My job as a programmer requires me to do a lot of work at odd hours so I can have the computers all to myself to make what changes are needed. Strangely enough I do this on Friday evening as much as possible....
"A visit to the retired barber's private cutting salon for spanking then upstairs for sex"
What a stupid question! No, of course not! No, I never regretted moving to the coast. Why would I? A tidy little inheritance and my early retirement had enabled it. My house was one of a detached pair in typical...
"A one-off becomes a group"
I don’t know why I didn’t just leave. Normally I don’t like being told what to do, and I certainly don’t like being pushed around, but for some reason I decided to make a one-time exception. I let go of...
