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Just a few filthy bits of doggerel that have passed through my cesspit of a brain from time to time. Big Daddy is not intended by me to refer to anyone on this site or anyone living anywhere for that matter, unless of course you want him to refer to yourself in which case feel free. Any ideas for further verses, including your own encounter with Big Daddy if you wish, please message me. If you can include some rhyming words, so much the better, but fortunately the gay vocabulary lends itself to rhyme! Big Daddy sits with the key in the lock Massaging through white briefs his fucking big coc… Read more

Over the years I visited these toilets from time to time, usually travelling between Manchester and London or vice versa. It was always something to look forward to. Quite often during weekdays there was not much if anything going on, but it was worthwhile stopping there nevertheless. For one thing, there was the graffiti. Pretty well all the walls were covered in it. There was the usual array of desperate lads who posted notice of what time they'd be there, gagging for cock either in their mouths or up their arses. Some of them gave phone numbers which I always thought was a bit risky. Some… Read more

For many years, until about ten years ago, there were toilet blocks on the A45 between Birmingham and Coventry just east of the junction with the A446. Not sure how I discovered them, but I think it was on a trip from Manchester to London when for some reason I'd left the M6. I needed a piss, and was glad to see the sign to the toilets. There was a big lay-by, and it was almost full of cars, vans and a couple of trucks. My antennae started to quiver, and so did my cock. I'd done a bit of cottaging in my time in Manchester and had had some satisfying encounters - giving and receiving blow jobs… Read more

Tuesday was another scorching day. Dave woke early after a sound sleep. Cumming twice in a day was not unusual for him, especially if he spent any time around Steve, but it certainly ensured a good night's rest. He'd spent the night in Matt's Calvins though after all the excitement they'd given him the day before there'd been no more hanky-panky - he was just too tired. However he was happy at the raging hard-on he woke up with and the tenting it made in his briefs. After a quick shower he put the Calvins to his face momentarily and then slipped them back on. He needed to show Matt how much h… Read more

By this time the two lads’ balls were aching with pent-up man juices . Precum was seeping out of their cock heads and two enormous damp patches had spread across the pouches of their briefs. The boys plunged onto the bed and grabbed one another tightly with their arms. They forced their mouths together, writhed around and intertwined their legs and briefs-covered cocks like a couple of boa constrictors trying to devour their prey. Matt had fantasised about this moment all night. He’d hoped for a slow build up, for some cock sucking through briefs and some underwear wanking - all part of a gl… Read more