March 16th, 2010
The Soccer Team by JonH.
I was still fully dressed in my soccer kit when I felt him, or rather felt his presence behind me, I bent over to untie my boots and tried to pretend I didn’t know he was there. Sitting up again on the bench I felt it pushing into the back of my head.
It was that fat arse, retard coach who’d been playin’ up the other end of the field. He was a huge, muscled lookin’ bloke of about 30. And he’d been hassling me.
He was pushing his hard cock into the back of my head again.
“Hey mate, c’mon suck me cock”…
March 14th, 2010
Blowing Straight Lee by SykQuinn.
I was in my early thirties when I first met Lee. He was eighteen and applied for a job at the warehouse that I managed. Lee had dropped out of high school and was not too bright, but very cute. He was a short lad, about 5′ 7″ with a very solid, slim, athletic build. He had short cropped brown hair that he was always rubbing when he spoke. He had cute blue eyes and a nice smooth face with few teenaged bum fluff mustache. He had very white teeth and a small pug nose. When he smiled he looked like an angel, but I soon learned that Lee was far from an angel.
I have to admit that a kid with the looks of Lee will influence me in the hiring process and he was soon working in the warehouse unloading trucks and checking in the new orders. I try to act straight at work, but the employees usually figure out that I am queer as I am not married and never mention girls either. Lee was a below average employee, kind of slow, and often late in the morning. I would see the red blurry eyes and know when he came to work stoned on pot too. I could have fired him but I did enjoy having him around…
March 13th, 2010
Young Master by Skinphil.
At the tender young age of 17 years, Johnnie Burkett had become an accomplished lover of gay men, through his lover Mick, and through his acts of prostitution. His life in the tiny Island in the English Channel had blossomed since meeting Mick, the leader of the Queerskins. Their relationship had been passionate, violent, at times brutal, but always loving. Johnnie’s grasp and love of the brotherhood and culture of the skinheads was quick and total, as if he had been born to be a skin.
The Island (the name shall remain anonymous for obvious reasons) was small, and nights long. The teenagers of the Island had little to do on long summer nights, and sex was their main preoccupation, as well as the Odeon or Gaumont Cinema’s. This led to a high early marriage rate of teenagers, some marrying at 14 and 15 years. Most were parents before they turned 16 years old. Therefore, to think of Johnnie as promiscuous or Mick as being a pedo, is unwarranted. This was life in the 60’s in the Islands; with sex their only form of entertainment. Yes it was illegal to have sex before 21 years of age, but if enforced, the entire Island population would have been in jail.
The Islands were also different from the remainder of Europe for their progressive attitudes to some things and regressive thinking in others. The good points were their attitudes to road safety. At age 12 years, a youth could have a motorcycle licence for an auto cycle up to 49cc. At 16 years, a motorcycle licence up to 99cc, and at 18 years up to 199cc. At 21 years, they could have an open licence. This allowed the youth to learn gradually…
March 12th, 2010
Sex at Boot Camp by Bear-Cop.
Upon my arrival at Fort Knox I was greeted with the stark reality that I was in over my head. My thoughts began to wander as the Sergeant went over how to fill out all of the Forms.
I was impressed with this man. He had dark hair and eyes, and told us he was from Guam. I wondered if I had made the right choice about enlisting in the Army. I knew that it was going to be tough to be a Gay service member – I had lie to get in, but I wasn’t sure how tough it was going to be.
That night I played it really cool. We finally had lights out at about 02:30. And that began the longest week of my life. Inprocessing in the Army is anything but easy, they give you test after test, shots and more tests, haircut and more tests. After the Inprocessing we finally got assigned to our Basic training companies and then we met our Drills…
March 11th, 2010
A Session With The Corporal by aaron sub lad.
Lewis came out of the train station, Jason had siad he would be in a blue Peugeot. I spotted him and thought to myself “nice looking”, blond blue eyed skinhead big muscles I went to walk past the car but stopped an introduced myself, “get in” Jason said I, eagerly got into the front of the car it was daylight and I immediately glanced down to look if he had Doc Martins on, Black 12 eyelet ones well worn, I was in heaven we chatted on the way to his house all I could think about was the Dm Boots and his socks he made me feel really horny as he was so good looking.
We arrived at his house and he showed me in and locked the door firmly behind us, Jason showed me in to the lounge and offered me a cup of tea, we chatted for a while and then he asked me what I liked doing, well this is what happened.
Jason took me upstairs to his room the room was warm and cosy I’d never been invited to a corporals house before and as a private I felt privileged, on the bed were a number of items a Gas mask, various but plugs and dildos, KY jelly, Blue boot socks and a bottle of poppers. I felt weak at the knees at the thought of what was about to happen…
