We drove from London to Norwich, took over our motor cruiser, and sailed down the River Yare towards Breydon Water. That evening we moored up at Reedham where we intended to spend the night, and went to one of the riverside pubs for a meal and a few drinks before going to bed.
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Black Pirates Of The Norfolk Broads
Filling Station
Even the silence rings in my ears, measured only by the inscrutable increments if sunrise. As usual boredom set my feet autonomously onto the streets where my mind could wander. Anonymous streets languishing in the loosening tendrils of darkness. A few more streets and turns and I was facing a huge filling station, lights blazing and incongruous like a UFO. He must have been about 25 years old.
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Curious Straight Boy Tries Gay Sex
the fact that he was 23 years old, and an Italian cugine from Staten Island kept more than the merchandise he was buying on my mind, but I didn't think anything would come of it, since from all reports, he was a real straight arrow. Nice Guy, I was gonna make a play for him. I made a big deal about one gay computer service I'm on, and finally maneuvered him into asking what was on it.
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Gay Sex While On The Road With Dad
I'm sitting in the back seat, bored and miserable. This was supposed to be a nice trip, just me and my dad, going to Mississippi to visit my aunt. Instead I have become an alibi again. Little did I know that I would meet someone that would make it wroth my while, and it is not a girl!
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Gay Curious First Time Blowjob At Champs
I had been straight but curious all through college, but, aside from a j/o experience with a friend, I had never been with a guy. But this was my wild year, living on my own in the Big City, and I was determined to make the best of it. I had been to a couple of gay clubs before.
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Gay Cruising Time
That's the third time that green and white Chevy pick-up truck has passed me. I know he's cruising me. Checking me out. I love walking around this neighborhood at night. Even though it's near downtown, it's dark & quiet. Just a block off the main drag. It's also a cruising area for guys looking for some man to man sex action. Who's only too happy to oblige them, and service their need.
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Doing The Boss
There were 12 of us altogether, mom, dad, 6 boys and 4 girls. Both mom and dad worked hard to keep us well fed, comfortably housed and properly clothed, but there wasn't a whole lot left over to put aside for college educations. That wasn't enough to pay for four years, but it was a start. With student loans, grants and a work-study program it would be enough. Sure I knew I was gay.
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Adventures Of A White Cocksucker
Friends call me Joe. I go by other names sometimes, like White Slut, Cocksucker, Faggot, Bitch, but I'll get back to that. I'm a 30- year-old GWM. Half Irish, half-unknown. That's what I always put on my profiles. I'm the product of a rape. It's such a sensitive subject for my mother that I have never asked her who her rapist was, if she knew, or what he looked like.
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Business Travel
Last year I began talking to a bi-guy online that I traveled near on business (about 2 hours away from home). On my third trip that way I got up the nerve to call him. He invited me over and we went in and sat on sofa and talked a little. I was 41 and had no experience with a guy, he was 48 and his first time was about 10 years earlier.
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Being Broken In By Black Guys
Next door lived a black guy named Charles in his mid-twenties, who lived to party and always seemed to have women, especially white women over his place. One night in particular I remember a blonde girl about twenty who came over in slut-wear, short shorts and tank top as we passed in the hallway.
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