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The Retreat

by rkm10 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

My work days, as with many peoples, merged one with another, each one so mundane and routine that they became indistinguishable from each other, that is, until that fateful day when anything that could go wrong did. I prided myself on making the accounts balance, however creatively I had to do it, but that day no matter how hard I tried the figures just didn...

A Naturist Weekend Ch. 07

by ScotishGuy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The days passed so slowly without Ronnie. I had no interest in my work, all I wanted was to be beside my lover. I had fallen for him, big time. He also told me he had fallen in love with me. God, that made me feel so warm and cosy. We met up, at weekends, sometimes my place, sometimes his. Making love was so exquisite. I had never made love like that with a...

Guys' Retreat Pt. 01

by Cyanlot on Jan 20, 2020
Gay Male

Part 1: Going Away with the Guys "No!" Nicole was adamant. "You're not going, and that's final!" "But I have to," I said, trying not to sound like a whining teenager—or, worse, an impotent wimp. "We've been doing this every year since we were in college." "And what happened last year?! ..." She just let that hang in the air and I didn't really have a go...

The Retreat Ch. 01

by JJ122964 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I was surprised that I was invited to the work cabin. I have only been working at the company for 2 years now and to get an invite to a company retreat this early in a career is a rare thing. It was in a cabin that was very secluded and surrounded by giant sequoias. I found the entrance and a valet came out and took the keys to park the car. "Your bags will...

I Found God!!!

by BrianCaster on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Suresh...Suresh." It was the shout of my father Gokulbhai. Today the parents of a girl came to my house with a marriage proposal and I denied once again, without any particular reason. Dad must be angry about this matter; I thought and descended to drawing room where he sat with a grave face. I took a seat nearby him. "I can't figure out why you're rejecti...

A Naturist Weekend Ch. 01

by ScotishGuy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I had been looking forward to the weekend at the retreat. It was advertised as a comfortable guest house with large well maintained gardens and close to a mature woodland which had a small stream running through it. I had been stressed at work and also getting over a bitter divorce and was needing a break so I could recharge my batteries. I was fifty five...

The Retreat Ch. 05

by JJ122964 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Author's note: Real life got into the way of my stories. Please make suggestion in the comments area. So far I have had some interesting feedback. ********************************* I woke up spooning with Mike, he was gently stroking my cock. He was sleep humming in my ear. I felt his hot breath on and in my ear. He had his other hand close to my face so...

Jesuit Priests of Goa

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Why Goa? And where is it?" The question had come from the second row of those few sitting in the dimly lit voluminous lecture hall at Georgetown University, the venerable Jesuit-founded stone Gothic-style campus towering over the Potomac River west of the Washington, D.C., city center. The query was posed to the tall, thin, distinguished-looking professor...

A Naturist Weekend Ch. 08

by ScotishGuy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The decision made, Ronnie and I started making our plans. I handed in my resignation at work and had to work a month's notice period, which was fair enough. Ronnie had retired from the Civil Service last year so he didn't have a problem. Ronnie came with me when I met my ex wife. I tried to tell her as gently as I could, not that it was anything to do with...

Satisfaction Ashram

by sr71plt on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

As I stood outside the entrance to the old British colonial-style Windsor Hotel in Nuwara Eliya, Sri Lanka, in the shadow of Mount Pidurutagala, waiting for someone to take me up to the ashram, I couldn't believe how far—and how far back in time—I had moved from Teddy's cabin in the Catskills. From the moment Teddy's business partner, Mort Whitley, had drive...