Old men cruising the woods
Back to nature: a potted history of queer cruising
The first time Kyle* went cruising for sex, he’d just finished his move as a supermarket delivery driver. “I’d dropped off some shopping at a house neighboring Hampstead, so I decided to try and find the Hampstead Heath cruising area,” he recalls. Kyle wasn’t entirely sure where to proceed when he got to the wooded West Heath, place to London’s most famous cruising soil, but his homing instincts soon kicked in. “Even though it was still light outside, there were more guys there than I’d been expecting,” he says. “I was still in my [redacted] supermarket uniform when I ended up swapping blowjobs in the bushes.”
Kyle, who asked to persist anonymous in case his boss reads this, was drawn to cruising for practical reasons. “There’s so much less faffing around than if you leave on Grindr, where everyone wants to know what you’re into [sexually] before they agree to a hook-up,” says year-old Kyle, who has since cruised on East London’s Hackney Marshes and beaches in Mykonos and Sitges. “When you go to a c
In The Woods
Tales of a gay man Soccer Player Slut
During my sophomore year hoe phase, a lot of crazy times happened. This one was probably one of my top 3 faves tho.I met Evan in psych that year. We were paired together for a group plan early on and he and I would come across regularly to work on it. Once the conclude of the semester came, we finished the plan, and also became decent friends. Evan (19) was my year and played soccer for our university. He was pretty lean and toned with blonde hair and blue eyes, just taller than me. While we were productive on the project together that first semester, I’d see him working out in the gym a few times. We’d tell hi and do our own thing. Towards the end of October, we started talking a bit more and complaining about classes or whatever. As we were finishing our project, we started encounter twice a week to get it done. One night we just stayed up till 3 am watching YouTube videos, the Try Guys I reflect lol. We started seeing we had similar interests and would grab lunch after psych together. The more
Tales of a gay man Blown By Unbent Clas I was lost somewhere in the forests of the Massís del Garraf coastal mountain range. It was directly behind Platija de l’Home Mort, a gay naturalist beach on the outskirts of Sitges, Spain. I’d been wandering for at least 30 minutes; the network of trails seemed endless, engulfed by bushes and branches. I’d fallen asleep in the sun while on the beach an hour earlier, and had woken dizzy and light-headed. I probably had sunstroke. I had no water either, just two small beer cans in my pack. Despite all that, I wasn’t about to change around.
After my time in Berlin, I had decided to do a quick trip to Spain for a few weeks before heading back to North America. I was reluctant to go back to Toronto at all, but I had promised Ernan that I would chief back before heading to California. I heard that Sitges was one of Europe’s gay Meccas, like Provincetown is for the US, so I found a cheap room with a visual artist/social worker who couldn’t say much English.
I’d decided to confirm out Platija de l’Home Mort because of the cruising al
GAY EROTIC SHORT STORIES: Two Daddies In The Woods: Younger/Older, Outdoors, Cruising, Caught, Three-Way, Mustache, Muscle, Gray Track Pants, First Moment, MM Erotic Romance Small Stories Book 5)
The name's Andy. I'm a juvenile guy, 23, but for some reason I adoration mature men. Daddies to be exact. A lot of guys seem to be into me, but unless they're older, at least twice my age, I'm just not interested. I'm not sure why. I've always felt this way.
One of my favorite things is going to the park and just sitting on a bench and watching the daddies jogging by. I loved the way they view - beefy, masculine, relaxed, not out to set on a show, or prove anything. So many guys, the naturally boiling ones anyway, don't even seem to be attentive of how sexy they are, which is what I like. They're just out, doing their thing, but damn, do they ever put on a show for me!
I liked the way their bodies looked - thick, masculine, older. I could stare at those handsome, sexy men all day! And sometimes I did!
I tried to be subtle about it, though. I didn't want any of these men to be uncomfortable, I just wanted
I was lost somewhere in the forests of the Massís del Garraf coastal mountain range. It was directly behind Platija de l’Home Mort, a gay naturalist beach on the outskirts of Sitges, Spain. I’d been wandering for at least 30 minutes; the network of trails seemed endless, engulfed by bushes and branches. I’d fallen asleep in the sun while on the beach an hour earlier, and had woken dizzy and light-headed. I probably had sunstroke. I had no water either, just two small beer cans in my pack. Despite all that, I wasn’t about to change around.
After my time in Berlin, I had decided to do a quick trip to Spain for a few weeks before heading back to North America. I was reluctant to go back to Toronto at all, but I had promised Ernan that I would chief back before heading to California. I heard that Sitges was one of Europe’s gay Meccas, like Provincetown is for the US, so I found a cheap room with a visual artist/social worker who couldn’t say much English.
I’d decided to confirm out Platija de l’Home Mort because of the cruising al
GAY EROTIC SHORT STORIES: Two Daddies In The Woods: Younger/Older, Outdoors, Cruising, Caught, Three-Way, Mustache, Muscle, Gray Track Pants, First Moment, MM Erotic Romance Small Stories Book 5)
The name's Andy. I'm a juvenile guy, 23, but for some reason I adoration mature men. Daddies to be exact. A lot of guys seem to be into me, but unless they're older, at least twice my age, I'm just not interested. I'm not sure why. I've always felt this way.
One of my favorite things is going to the park and just sitting on a bench and watching the daddies jogging by. I loved the way they view - beefy, masculine, relaxed, not out to set on a show, or prove anything. So many guys, the naturally boiling ones anyway, don't even seem to be attentive of how sexy they are, which is what I like. They're just out, doing their thing, but damn, do they ever put on a show for me!
I liked the way their bodies looked - thick, masculine, older. I could stare at those handsome, sexy men all day! And sometimes I did!
I tried to be subtle about it, though. I didn't want any of these men to be uncomfortable, I just wanted