Nude Gay Resort
I think a lot of things like this are usually underplayed for various reasons. But we’ve been to many gay resorts over the years and most have been clothing optional. And there’s always a few at these places who choose not to wear clothing. But this story is all about a nude gay resort specially geared toward nudity. It’s a detailed story about a gay guy who went to his first nude resort, with all the surprises that come along with it. It’s also very well written.
I looked around and spotted an empty condom wrapper on the ground nearby. I pointed it out to him, and an empty used condom not too far away. Mike said that it wasn’t that uncommon, that this area used for “turning tricks with your Johns.” I didn’t understand, I was so naive, and Mike hesitated and then explained that when I wanted to turn a trick, we could walk out here for some privacy and use the bench. I started to get the picture, that this was expected, and not unusual.
The light slowly dawned on me as I looked at his bronze arms and perfect tan that he was talking about gay tricks, not straight prostitution and that all I had seen here was all male related. No hint or mention of women at all.
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Best Gay Sex Story
It’s Saturday night. It’s cold and there’s another snow storm coming. A web site like this might not make anyone feel better about the weather, but it certainly will take their minds off it for a short time. It’s a place where people go to talk about their best gay sex story. Nothing held back either.
Here’s what I’m talking about.
My best personal story would be when I was 21 & in the Navy, before any of you stud puppies were even around…
I had to drive my Lieutenant from the Subic Bay Naval Base (in the Philippines) to a security conference at the Clark Air Force Base. The conference was cut short by a day. So, he asked if I wanted to go back to the base or kill time. I replied: You’re the boss Lt..
We drove around a bit in some of the countryside. Then he asked: So, if I’m the boss, as you say, how far are you willing to go for a boss’ request?
Okay! I knew exactly what he had in mind. He was just a few years older than me and a very hot looking man of Italian-American ancestry.
I replied: Sir, just make a request & see how far I am willing to honor it.
You can read much more here. It’s eighteen and over, too.