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Don't Ask, Don't Tell, But Still...

by CindyUSA on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I am a US civilian working in Afghanistan for the military. I am a logistic support specialist coordination the supplies, material and equipment needed by our military bases. Stationed at a base with a population of nine thousand 9000 serviced members, 90% were males. One would think you would have a good chance about meeting someone for adult fun. While th...

A Threesome to Start

by colej on Aug 21, 2017
Gay Male

Leaping Lizard Camp It's funny. My first gay experience happened on a campground whose name I can't remember. It is in the national forest between Grand Teton and Yellowstone National Parks. I think of it as Leaping Lizard Camp even though I know that is not the right name and I am sure I never saw a lizard. It is a gorgeous place on the shores of Jackson...

Labor Day Weekend 1974

by timmywells on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

An middle-aged man looks back on times shared with his best friend's family back when he was younger... * The glow of the fire kept getting dimmer through the wall of the tent I was sleeping in, and the sounds of the nocturnal creatures now were louder than the crackling and popping of the last few embers in the fireplace outside. The sounds that I wante...

Camping

by agent5150 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I was so excited to be going camping. Me and three of my buddies, Tom, Jared, and Levi, guys that I worked with, drank with, went shooting with. We had secured three days off from work, three tents, and a truck full of guns, ammunition, and booze. We were set. We set out early in the morning, wanting to maximize our time in the hills. We'd managed to squeez...

Crystal Ball

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Clarence was one of the most timid men on earth. And yet Clarence craved adventure. In his mind he engaged in the most dazzling exploits. Exploits with other men. Whole scenes and novels ran through his mind of "Clarence of the monster cock," fucking other men silly. Clarence, in fact, had a very nice cock. Clarence just had never used it in anything remotel...

Just Like My Dad Pt. 02

by Robert_Furlong on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

As I drove Ivan back across town in my swanky new car, I asked him how he'd ended up seeking out men for sex in spite of being married to such an attractive woman and having what he'd described as an 'enjoyable' sex life. "I love Trisha," he replied, "and I'm being totally honest when I say it excites me to make love with her. But on a totally different lev...

Dance of the Ravishers Ch. 04

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Dr. Emory glowered silently at me all the next day while we were excavating around the tomb entrance at our ancient Egyptian burial site on the banks of the upper Nile in Sudan. And his precious young assistant, Clint Winston, couldn't seem to look at me at all. No doubt Clint had gone straight to the archaeological team head and had revealed that I had take...

Jim's Camping Trip

by yuyuassen on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Two months after his 18th Birthday, As Jim laid in bed, his leg were very tired. Jim had just finished his eagle scouts project, building a bridge in the creek. Sounds stupid right? But it worked, so now he was done with scouts forever! Wait, damn, he just said he would help his scoutmaster out with a camping trip! "Fuck, fuck fuck..." he thought as he undr...

A Hot White Mess Pt. 03

by Gorev_Reighl on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

By six a.m. Alex was out of the tent and jogging down Anderson road toward Williams Road to explore the summer countryside of Maine. At that early morning hour it was quiet and peaceful. On his return, he took the part of Anderson road that hugged Bunganut Lake. When he re-entered the campground he passed by campsite B1; Steve's location. He slowed. Out in...

Advance Absolution

by cowboy109 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I will remember this moment forever. With a ten hour marathon of driving behind me, I looked at the stony hill beyond the road, the dried out lake bed on the near side, and the bright Nevada desert sun above it. A group of youngins sat in the sliver of the midday shade of an RV. One had green hair. One had cowboy pants and a bare bronze chest. A girly one ha...