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We had all gone away for a month, us six guys: Ray, Mike, John, Matthew, Paul and myself. It was supposed to be a bonding thing. We were in the heart of the countryside, staying in Paul's family's holiday home. It was miles from anywhere and it was going to be our last group outing together before Ray got married.

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While in the Navy and stationed overseas, I tried out for the Navy Bowling Team, which travelled all over Europe every spring and summer. They would fly on Mondays, practice Tuesdays through Fridays, compete on Saturdays, relax on Sundays, and fly to the next meet on Monday. I made the team and we practice 4 days a week during the winter.

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This is a true story from the Bournemouth gay sauna-bar at its old location, when it had a dedicated playroom. Locals will know what I mean. The sauna-bar was huge. Half of it consisted of showers, saunas, hot-tubs and the like. Separated by a bar in the middle, the other half was a dark labyrinth of rooms. Some were private, some had mirrored windows and some contained toys.

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Down. Down. The subsurface wave of turbulent water the ship created as it tumbled over pushed me down. Deeper and deeper. I flailed about helplessly against the huge powerful weight of it, not even knowing which way was up, and then after what seemed an eternity of struggling, I couldn't hold my breath any longer.

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It had been a hot and dusty ride from Kansas into Colorado en route to my new posting as the postal agent and sutler at Fort Hayden. I'd ridden all day with the Rocky Mountains tantalizingly near without having reached the river they told me was still more than a day's ride out from the fort. I now saw the river ahead, cool and inviting, but I knew I wasn't going to make Fort Hayden today.

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[This story is mostly fiction, but it's based on a real event in my life. It was such a hot experience that I thought ya'll would like it—and let me tell you, if I could, I'd hook up with these guys again! Be sure to comment/vote] * When I was twenty and still in college, I spent a summer house-sitting for a professor. It was a cheap way to stay in town while I took a class and worked at a summer job while generally goofing around.

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In a previous story I shared how I'd met a couple in St. Louis, Dennis and Jane, and our first time together. As I'd mentioned then the company I worked for at the time sent me to St. Louis several times a year on business, so we've had the opportunity to get together several more times since. We didn't always meet for sex, sometimes it was dinner and drinks but we had become pretty good friends so we were comfortable with each other, enough so they'd invited me to their home. This story however is about one of our sexual encounters.

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