Skin Sex by Abootskin.

I used to cottage loads when there were still plenty open. This one time I was in my favourite. Always plenty of fit Blokes about, Black lads, Labourers, Bikers, Skins. I love to suck on a Big Cock, don’t we all. I’m a good Cock Sucker and can Milk most Blokes in minutes. Some love to take ages to Cum while i’m licking the cheese of there helmet and they’re talkin dirty to me. Telling me I suck it better than their bird and that. Anyway on this afternoon a huge Skinhead walked into the cubical next to mine. I didn’t see his face at first he just started to stroke the Bulge in his Tight Bleachers. I sat on the toilet in my cubicle stroking my Cock and staring at his well polished 30 Hole Rangers under the gap in the wall. Getting stiff at the show he was doing for me through the gloryhole.

Next thing he had moved so I could not see him. I heard his zip go then his hand came through the hole holding a small brown bottle. “Take a Sniff of these Cocksucker!”. He said from the other side of the wall. I was so horny already. I took the bottles lid off and sniffed the poppers. My head started to buzz. Then I saw just the head of the Skinheads Cock push through the gloryhole. It was fucking Huge, Shiny skin covering his helmet and folds of cheesy foreskin. He said “Suck Me Off Cunt!”….

• Skin Sex by: Abootskin
   

Sauna Skinheads by Darren.

I always visited the sauna once every month, that way I figured I wouldn’t get bored of the same old faces going all the time. I quickly got into the changing room it had been so long since I had sex. Wow. I couldn’t believe it. The guys here are gorgeous. They always are and there always checking me out too, which was the best ego boost of them all. Being fancied by the hottest guys you could imagine. Wow. I loved this place. There I was undressing in the changing rooms and this guy was shamelessly checking out my ass. Cool. I loved it. It gave me an instant hard on. Pity he was leaving. Then this other blond bloke walked in and my admirer smiled at him. “I’m off now ” he told the blond. “Are you, it’s a pity I was just getting warmed up” he then kissed him on the lips and said his farewells. I could only imagine what they had been doing all day. I walked out of the changing room’s pass the preying eyes in the cafe, up some stairs and into the sauna. There was this older bloke. He was in his mid thirties and two young lads. I didn’t fancy any of them. Not my types really even though they where hot. So I decided to check out the dark rooms. After my eyes had adjusted I walked around and saw that same old thirty something from the sauna sucking off the most gorgeous guy you could ever could imagine. He had fantastic stomach muscles and great legs too. I spotted that he had his belly button pieced with a silver stud and one in his nose as well. His hair was cut on a grade one setting and I’d say he had more hair on his chin in the form of a goatee than his head…

• Sauna Skinheads by: Darren
   

Punished Sub Skin by aaron sub lad.

I’d been seeing my new master (Steve) on a regular basis, but this weekend I told him I couldn’t see him as I had to go out with my mates. I knew where I was going, I’d meet my old master in town and he had invited me to come over sat evening, for a drink. I knew full well it was more than that, so I went and stayed the night, not sleeping for most of it.

I returned home on Sat morning and the phone rang, I picked it up, “there you are boy”, master Steve said, did you have a good time with yr mates? He asked, yes I answered, “can ya come over this afternoon, I fancy a session”, I was tired but agreed, “see ya at 2pm” I said.

I got to my masters for 2pm “come in” he said, he looked good, no 1 crop DM Boots, I had just had a 0 crop as well, I could just see the top of the boots and he was wearing thick grey boot socks, I was hard, he usually kissed me but today was different, go to the bedroom he said, ill be there in a minuet, I saw him bolt the front door, as I went to the bedroom he said I want you to strip off, just leave ya white trainers and virgin white socks on, “yes sir” I replied…

• Punished Sub Skin by: aaron sub lad
   

Pace Setter by Wulfstan.

I was rummaging around my skinson’s closet the other day only to come up with one scary letter to his very twisted dad. Don’t misunderstand, in some ways Buttsub* is the ideal lad for a burntout dad who has neither the time nor the energy to chase after the new breed of fags that have come to replace the men who once haunted Blackpool.

Buttsub is cream skinned. He tans badly-except when his arse is fixed for twenty stroke, the few red pubes left around his uncut wand explode into a furry blanket by the time you’ve traced your crop to his well toned chest between his pierced nipples. And then those great, green monster-struck eyes are crowned by the tightest Mohawk a dad would wish for his lad’s cropper. He seems ever more subservient since he moved in four years ago when I won him in a card game in one of them sawdust strewn filthy pubs down by the piers. His mates were passing him around, crouched under a table, when I first discovered his natural talent for sucking uncut wags and chavs. He knew what to do with foreskin and that was one way to get this dad’s attention.

Ever more anxious to prove his loyalty once I dragged his arse home, he swore he was certain he wanted to live with a burntout old whoreson like me. He nodded twice and said something about his old man’s having started in on his training just before his expulsion from public school. It seems some headmaster had caught him at it in one of them side loos at the Arsenal Stadium. “St. Finnian’s is no place for profiteering punks!” the geezer chawed, and with a peremptory dismissal, Buttsub was faced with his first dilemma…

• Pace Setter by: Wulfstan
   

Skinhead Prisoner of War by Dougie fae Glesca.

My name’s Dougie McKenzie and I’m proud to be the president of the Feggie Boot Boys, a skinhead gang from Ferguslie Park in Paisley, a town to west of Glasgow. In fact, Glasgow city boundary and Paisley burgh boundary join each other. I’m also the chairman of the Paisley Skinhead Federation, a group of eight skinhead clubs in Paisley and the surrounding area, including the smaller towns of Renfrew, Johnstone and Barrhead.

Ferguslie Park is the toughest area in the town. Guys from Ferguslie are nickname “Feggies” and I’m proud to be a Feggie, the toughest bunch of bastards in central Scotland.
The Paisley Skinhead Federation had been formed three years ago because of attacks from skinhead gangs in Greenock, Pollock and Nitshill (The latter two areas being in the Glasgow South Skinhead Federation) as well as a couple of Hells Angel gangs in the town.

Last year I was elected to the post of chairman for being a tough piece of shit. I’ve been in prison twice and I’m proud to say it was for assault on both occasions. In other words I’m a right tough bastard. I don’t go to prison for shoplifting or bag snatching. That’s for wimps and pansies like you…

• Skinhead Prisoner of War by: Dougie fae Glesca