During my late 20s an FWB put me in touch with an older (late 40s) lady who wanted a strong young lad who could do things for her about the house and garden, and in return be paid in sexual favours. I was very much up for this! It started off in this vein, with me popping by of a weekend or so, doing some light gardening or laundry while she pottered about doing her own chores, knowing that I could look forward to being summoned to her bedroom and a few hours of seeing to her requirements there. After a couple of months the dynamic evolved into a Dom/Sub relationship; I began to get punished i… Pročitajte više

When I was 30 I started chatting to a girl called Katie, who was my contact at a supplier my employer used. Katie was 19. After a couple of months of flirty chatting she asked me out on a date. I was, of course, aware of the age gap and tbh, it bothered me a bit. We went out for about a year and it was great. She's a great girl and we had the same outlook about life and open boundaries. We used to swing and have both male and female fuck-buddies. But the age gap was an issue for me and she knew it, and we broke up after about a year. She went on to meet another older guy and married him. He's… Pročitajte više

I’m short. 5’4” to be exact. My squad in the army were all taller than me, with the next shortest being about 5’8” and the majority being between this and 6’2”. When we were out I was often jokingly referred to as the ‘runt of the litter’. We (usually six of us, sometimes more) would hit the clubs, but being based in the sleepy backwater of Grantham meant we had seen (and shagged) all the local girls, so we usually had to travel to Leicester or Nottingham for fresh faces and new adventures. Again, being Army meant that we were all fit; obviously so. The lads looked like a rugby team when walk… Pročitajte više