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W hen Didier Eribon escaped the homophobia and casual racism of an impoverished life on a housing estate in northern France and arrived in Paris in , he came out of one closet and went into another.

It was much easier to tell his clever, cosmopolitan new friends that he was gay than to admit to being working-class. Until recently, he was best known in France for his biography of the philosopher and social theorist Michel Foucault, and for his writing on gay male identity. Returning to Reims , part-memoir, part-social and political theory, caused a stir in France , and has sold around 90, copies, but it approached cult status in Germany where it touched a nerve with its central premise that the mainstream left is to blame for pushing the working classes towards the far right and nationalism.

Now the book, and Eribon, are coming to Britain. Returning to Reims is a compelling and poignant story of reinvention and belonging. In fact, Returning to Reims , published in French in , came first, and Louis credits Eribon for inspiring him to write his own story. The pair met at Amiens University, where Eribon was a professor and Louis a student. I knew at once this was an exceptional young man, and it was the start of a great friendship.

Eribon, 64, is proof that you can take the man out of the working class and turn him into a bestselling international writer, philosopher and sociologist, but you cannot take the working class out of the man. His book recounts how, after decades in Paris, the by now successful, renowned and openly gay Eribon feels caught between classes, still ashamed of his roots but still silently seething when one of his intellectual and social peers is condescending or insulting about the working classes.

I was ashamed of my family, of their habits, even of the way my mother pronounced words. Then he felt ashamed of his shame: I always felt awkward or incensed when people around me talked scornfully or flippantly about working-class people and their habits and ways of life.

I feel attacked by this. Drinking hot chocolate in a cafe near the Luxembourg Gardens in Paris, Eribon speaks softly but rapidly. In his writing on inequality and the class war, his is a radical and strident voice; in person, he is so mild-mannered it is hard to make out what he is saying over the disagreeable clattering of tableware by disagreeable waiters, who huff and puff as we move to a quieter table.

Eribon apologises for the noise. Eribon, who grew up in Reims, a historic cathedral city at the heart of Champagne country in northern France, was the first in his family to finish secondary school. His mother, a factory worker who worked overtime to pay for his studies, comes across in his book as an uneducated but complex woman whose potential was crushed by a lack of education — like many of her class and generation, she left school at 14 — and a life of poverty.

The adolescent Eribon hides his sexuality. Better to keep quiet, pick fights, get into trouble and follow the macho pack. While many of his classmates follow the social path expected of them, Eribon studies. A soon as he can, he leaves for Paris and a place at the Sorbonne.

At night he works as a hotel porter to pay for his studies, snatching sleep where he can before leaving the hotel at 8am and heading straight for college. He hardly contacted his family. We were basically strangers. However, going back, and slowly rekindling a relationship with his widowed mother as they reminisce over family photos leads him to think again about the world he had left: And why I had never tried to understand him and his life, which was not easy.

Defending a working class he feels alienated from and uncomfortable with when he is among them is a juggling act for Eribon. What happens when you pass from one class to another, and how can we analyse this transfusion from a privileged position?

Moving from the personal to the political, Eribon uses his family as a conduit to explore why the working classes in France — and elsewhere — have abandoned the left for the far right, nationalism and populism. The workers who were the bastion of the left are now the bastion of the extreme right.

Why does Macron want to remove privileges that allow, for example, train drivers to retire early, instead of finding a way to give those privileges to everyone? I can understand why unemployed workers in the UK voted Leave because they feel Europe has made their lives more precarious. We need to think of another Europe, one that is against the destruction of rights, where there is a universal labour code that pulls things up rather than dragging them down.

I want a great revolution. The conditions are not there. I like to be optimistic, and I can see revolt everywhere, but the forces we confront are powerful. In the UK we see the young mobilised in their enthusiasm for Jeremy Corbyn, and in the United States Bernie Sanders, and this — the force of the young generation to form a new left resistance, a new order — gives me hope. Education is the key to social equality and seeing off the threat from the far right, he says.

There is one system for the rich and another for the poor. These are two different worlds, and they reproduce the social classes; so even if poor children come to higher education, they are still separated and different and have lower expectations, even unconsciously. We are in a profoundly unequal system, and that inequality is most profound in the school system. The less chance people have to get an education, to get decent jobs and to know how to express their discontent, the more chance they feel dispossessed culturally and economically and the more chance they turn to the extreme right, the Front National, as a form of protest.

He says he is unlikely to reconnect with his brothers, with whom he now has little in common. I know I am. But it took a long time. Michael Billington wrote in his Guardian review: She kept asking when we were coming to film her, saying things like: In the end we did it, and it was difficult, but it was, I believe, a rare moment of joy in her existence. I think my mother was very proud of me, and it surprised me to learn this.

Eribon says his escape from his roots is an exception that does not prove a general rule. A child of the working class generally stays in the working class and does working-class jobs.

The system is set up that way. Individuals who escape this are so marked by the violence and brutality of the system, it cannot annul the rule of social destiny. Topics Books The Observer.

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When I ended the relationship, I knew I had to tell Mel the truth. When I did, he looked at me and told me that he had always known about the affair but he loved me and knew I would come to my senses eventually.

I thought that was such a beautiful thing to say to me and after we had both had a good cry, I resolved then and there that I would never again do anything which could hurt this wonderful man. That was about 12 years ago and neither of us has had any flings since then. We got about a dozen replies and this is where our naivety came in.

Anyway, the whole idea excited us and having talked about it for some days we then thought why not. So we picked one reply about 10 miles away from us who just happened to be roughly our age and rang them.

This was on a Wednesday and their next evening was the following Saturday and they invited us along. Anyway, we went along to their house with a great deal of trepidation and were greeting at the door by our hosts who were both stark naked. We were then introduced to the other two couples who were also naked. We were then invited to strip off ourselves which we did.

We went into their living room and the first thing we saw was the coffee table with a number of sex toys and a dish of condoms on it. We sat down and were given a drink and then rules of the meeting were explained to us. Total nakedness was compulsory from the time of arrival to the time of departure. No-one would be expected to do anything he or she felt unhappy with.. For all penetrative sex, male to male or male to female, a condom must be worn, but for oral sex or masturbation, it was a matter for the participants to agree on.

The living room was for a meeting place only and no genital fondling or touching was permitted. Any sexual acts must take part in one of the bedrooms and the bedroom doors must always be left open. Still photography was permitted but if anyone did not want to be identified, their faces or any identifying marks must not be shown. If we wished to join, we could contact Julia and Ben our hosts and say so over the next few days, and provided all the others had agreed to have us join, we could start from next month.

While we were all sitting talking and having a drink, it was obvious that Mel was feeling just a bit uncomfortable. He had this huge hard-on which he was unsuccessfully trying to hide! Our problem that evening was that the other men could do something to get rid of theirs, but Mel was stuck with his, at least until we got home!

We talked things over and decided that if the others wanted us, we would love to join their group. I rang Julia who said the others would be delighted to have us join and we started the next month. A couple of days before the meeting we shaved each other.

Sometimes we are shaven, sometimes not - we go through phases where we prefer one or the other but I always shave Mel and he shaves me. It takes much longer than doing it ourselves but for us, it's part of foreplay. We had the most amazing evening. The eight of us get on brilliantly. During our time with them, we have taken a number of photos but to be honest, I have to say that most of them are just the sort of thing you can find on porn sites anywhere on the net. Straight and gay sex, oral, anal etc.

In fact on the porn sites the standard of photography is so much better since many of our photos have been taken by somebody whose hand has been shaking a bit! The difference of course is the photos are actually of us and our friends so they are a bit of a personal turn-on. We do have one photo though which we and our friends think is fantastic.. Mel and I made clear that no matter what happened during the evening, our finale would be to have sex with each other.

This particular photo is taken probably about two minutes after we had had great sex.. We are both lying on our backs on the bed. Mel has his right leg across my left thigh. My legs are spread and my fanny has that slightly puffy look which the women out there will recognize you get after good sex. It is obvious that we had just fucked each other. We think it is beautiful to the extent that we have had it blown up in black and white, framed, and it is now hanging on our bedroom wall.

So what of the future. Well, swinging is definitely a must for us. We have always had a great sex life. We make love, as opposed to having sex, three or four times a week. It can be during the day, in the evening, or indeed at night, whenever we want but it always lasts two to three hours. We always start with a shared bath or shower, followed by kissing and non-genital touching and caressing before we progress to full-on petting and sex, which might be hetero, anal or oral or indeed a combination and may or may not involve sex toys.

We end with another shared shower. That side of our life has not changed. About a week ago, we had sex, as opposed to making love! The temperature was about three degrees! I must clarify something here. Neither I nor Mel are advocating that people should become swingers.. It most definitely is not for everybody.

Swinging should come with a health warning. Swinging can seriously damage your relationship. You must think of the consequences.

Will the green-eyed monster of jealousy rear its head. Ladies, does it bother you that your partner may fantasize about somebody else who might have better tits than you? Gentlemen, can you live with the fact that your partner might prefer Mr X because his cock is bigger than yours?

Can both of you watch your partner get fucked in every orifice by a number of men and women and not get jealous?

As I say, it works for us and for our swinging partners because we are all perfectly happy in our relationships. The youngest member of our group is a fantastically beautiful year-old French Algerian with the most incredible body. She has a firm bust and legs which go on for ever, but she is a real doll and none of us feel threatened by her.

Mel and I love each other to bits and we really love swinging but believe me if there was the slightest possibility of it affecting our home life, we would end it tomorrow. We are also excited about something else. We have been to the local mairie and spoken to the local mayor. Up to the moment we have done most of the alterations to our farmhouse ourselves and the downstairs has been just about completed. Our own bedroom is on this floor. We are now calling in the builders to finish the upstairs renovation.

When completed there will be a further three large double bedrooms, all with en-suite facilities.. We want to have all this completed before taking paying guests. Hopefully the Melal Naturist Guest House will be ready for visitors by the end of the summer. We discussed advertising early in but decided against because French builders are notoriously unreliable. If anyone has any suggestions possibly you might Peter? We can be contacted at melal rocketmail. We also have a two- to three-year plan for the remainder of the premises.

We want to build toilet and shower blocks, and put in water and electricity for a campsite. We have already been given the OK to do this so provided the French workmen actually turn up to do some work, it should happen. I have to say here that we are not opening premises for swingers. The majority of naturists are, we believe, not swingers and we want to cater for them. At the same time, we are not the morals police and what people do in the privacy of their own rooms is not our business.

Provided, of course, everything is between consenting adults. All we are saying is that just as our little group of eight have their rules, so also will we, so no sex around the swimming pool!

They also know a naturist masseuse locally and although with just three rooms to let in the main building there would not be enough work for her on a regular basis, perhaps we will be able to work out something when we have the campsite up and running. We also have a small lake on our property which is well stocked, so fishing holidays are another possibility. At present, nothing is ruled in or ruled out.

Like most of us who were in our teens around , my only real sexual outlet was masturbation. The girls liked to make out and some enjoyed heavy petting, but very few went "all the way". So, the end of a date meant an instant hardon as the kissing started and a case of "blue balls" by the time the evening was over. After taking my date home, I'd stop at a secluded area for a nice outdoor jackoff before going home. I went all the way through high school with plenty of opportunities to play with girl's breasts and sometimes with their pussies.

One girl and I had dated on and off for a few years and were more or less "steadies". After graduation, I went away to technical school in another city but she and I wrote to each other and dated when I went home for visits. On each of the visits, we'd take up where we left off with the heavy petting, sometimes with clothing partially removed so I could kiss her breasts and she could stroke my dick. Although there was plenty of stimulation, I always controlled myself and didn't squirt all over the place.

She wasn't stroking me with a lot of intent, mostly playing anyway, which was fine with me. I enjoyed the opportunity to kiss and play and explore. Also, I didn't have a clue about how to start fucking! OK, so I have an outee and she has an inee and I knew what it was like to put a finger inside her.

But, how the heck do I get my dick lined up for the plunge? Thankfully, she was still holding off on that part of it. That is, until another visit.

I'm not sure of her motivation to take the relationship to the next level, except the longer we were living in separate cities, the closer she seemed to be getting to going all the way with me.

Perhaps, she thought I'd find another girl where I was living. Well, I wasn't blind - there were plenty of girls where I was, too! Anyway, on one of my trips back home, she and I went out to a movie then to a secluded parking area. In fairly short order, enough of our clothes were off to allow easy access to all of the fun parts. After some extended touching around each other, we positioned ourselves on the front seat of the car so I was mostly between her legs.

I was fumbling around and she finally told me to find "it" with my finger first. I did and then tried to poke my dick inside. When I thought I was there, I began to move around some and, since she didn't say anything else, I assumed I was where I needed to be.

It felt wet and warm and we wallowed around that way for a while. It felt good, but I didn't cum and wasn't sure when to stop. I was too nervous to be aware of much of anything! The following day, I had to return to class in the other city.

Of course, that meant a return to my normal masturbatory exercises. As I thought about the experience of a few nights before, I came to the realization that I probably didn't really have my dick totally inside her pussy, but was just wallowing mostly in her slit. In any case, the experience provided some great enhancement to my masturbation sessions. A few weeks later, I traveled back home and had a date with the girl.

Again, we drove to a secluded area after a movie for some fun. Perhaps because of the experience on my previous trip, we got most of our clothes off as we began to make out. We spent quite a while fondling each other, all the while getting more and more into the missionary position.

I was far less nervous than before and had no problem getting my dick securely inside her pussy. I had read how I should pace myself and take my time. I started an easy pumping action and she seemed to be enjoying it also. After a few minutes of pumping while continuing the kissing and touching, nature took control and I began to pump a bit faster. Less than a minute later, I felt myself at the point of no return and pulled out of her to shoot my load. Being amateurs at the act and it being the early 60's, neither of us had thought of condoms and she wasn't on the pill.

The only option was for me to pull out and hope none of my little swimmers were inside her. There was no issue, thank heaven! Having finally completed an act of intercourse to achieve orgasm was very satisfying in more ways than one.

I had not learned some of the more advanced forms of masturbation that simulated intercourse, so the only way I had cum before was using my hand. While my hand gave me a lot of control over my orgasms, I realized that intercourse with a woman provided a more complete, full body sensation.

Not that one can't give oneself a toe-tingling orgasm by hand, but involving the motion of the entire body in the act of stimulation to orgasm takes it to a much higher level. Nature took its course in another way over the next few months. I completed my studies and took my first real job in a town that was closer to, but still a few hours from, my home town and the girl who helped me lose my virginity. I dated a few girls and met one with whom I had a lot in common.

After a few weeks, we began to spend as much time in bed as we did anything else. The education I received with the first girl paid off with my new girlfriend. Several months into our relationship, we married. James' story about masturbation with is girlfriend. I first realized that I enjoyed masturbating with an audience during my time with Suzie.

She was a work colleague and part of a small circle of all female bar me friends who would get together at one of our houses every other Saturday night.

Alcohol would flow and we would all have a merry time. One evening, one of the girls got a little too merry and went to bed early. This left me, Suzie and one other girl. Inevitably the conversation turned to sex and we spent the next half hour or so going over what we had done, what we would like to do and what we would never do! I can't remember how it came about, but the next thing I knew, I'd been told to go upstairs, strip off and get into bed, and then the other two girls jumped in either side of me.

We kissed and cuddled, but the fact that my arms were pinned down around them on either side of me limited what I could do with my hands. Suzie though did not have the same problem and soon discovered that I had not done as I had been told and stripped off completely. She tried to get her hand inside my briefs and I did everything I could to help by breathing in as hard as I could but to no avail.

She then told the other girl that I wasn't naked and together they pulled my briefs off. Suzie then grasped my penis which I'm afraid to say was completely flaccid, more to do with nervousness than anything else. The two girls then got out of bed and told me to get dressed and come downstairs which I did. When it was time to go to bed, I was told to sleep with Suzie who was a bit tiddly by now, to make sure she was ok. We slept together in the same single bed fully clothed unfortunately, but in the morning she did mention that during the night she had felt "something hard" pressing up against her.

The next time we were all together, I was praying that I would be able to sleep with Suzie again, and I wasn't disappointed. At the end of the evening, Suzie and I got into the same single bed together and settled down. It was quite cramped and it soon got very warm, so I suggested that we stripped down to our underwear. She agreed and in no time was lying there in her white underwear, with me in my boxers.

We kissed and cuddled for a while and then I felt brave and asked if I could take her bra off. She said that she'd do it as the clasp could be a little difficult. Off came her bra off to reveal the most perfect pair of breasts I'd ever seen. They weren't enormous but they were pert, perfectly formed, and with nipples which were hardening by the second.

By now, I was hard as a rock. Suzie suggested that we took the rest of our clothes off. I leapt out of bed and pulled my boxers down. I looked down and saw that Suzie had taken her knickers off. In front of me was the hairiest pussy I'd ever seen. Thick and dark, with a thin trail heading up to her navel. I got back into bed and kissed her. She responded and soon we were tonguing each other. I became brave and touched her breast, gently circling her nipple.

As I met no resistance, I asked whether I could touch her down below. She opened her legs and I slowly slid my hand down her body and through her thick pubic hair. It was obvious that I was making a hash of it when she took my hand and offered to show me, using my fingers, how she liked to be touched.

This was such a turn on for me, and was my first real lesson in how to please a woman. After some cuddling and kissing, I took Suzie's hand and put it on my penis which was by now ready to explode. You can cum on any part of me". How could I refuse? I got up and sat astride her. When I felt her hand pass under me heading towards her genitals, I grabbed my penis and we were off. I couldn't believe my luck. Here I was doing something I loved doing, while at the same time someone I really fancied was doing the same thing!

Watching Suzie's facial expressions and her hand flitting from breast to breast, playing with her nipples made everything much more exciting. Eventually I could hold out no longer and I leant forward depositing a huge load of semen on her breasts.

It remains the best wank of my life. When I woke up in the morning still beside her, I was soon erect again as I looked at her exposed breasts and pussy. Another wank was definitely on the cards and just before I came, I woke her and she watched as I came over her pubic hair. Sleeping together on our Saturday night get-togethers now became the norm. I couldn't wait for bedtime to come around, so that I could watch Suzie take her clothes off.

Sometimes she wouldn't wear a bra, other times she would surprise me and not wear any knickers. Always though, after some cuddling and kissing, she would order me to either "wank" or "masturbate" and I would oblige, covering some part of her with my liquid. These sessions continued for many months until we sadly drifted apart.

We did have intercourse on many occasions, but it was still watching me masturbate which she seemed to enjoy most. I was now a big fan of masturbating in front of my lovers though. It always seemed such a rude thing to do. All my girlfriends enjoyed watching me masturbate - either in person or via webcam - and occasionally we would indulge in mutual masturbation. Masturbating alone is great, but having someone watching you, for me at least, takes it to an extra level.

An Experience on an Australian Beach I was at a secluded nude beach here in Australia during the summer and a couple aged in their mid fifties lying down close-by were having a jolly good time between themselves. Being the only other person on the beach, they invited me to join in being a single male in my mid-twenties to which I happily did as the wife was quite attractive.

The husband ejaculated in his wife's vagina. However, he ejaculated quite a bit of semen so much so that when he pulled his penis out of his wife's vagina he still continued to ejaculate quite a bit of semen involuntarily 5 spurts.

It was slightly strange that his semen was quite clear and not at all cloudy which I think is normal. I can only imagine that he had cum so many times during the day that he 'was running on empty! They were lovely people and very out-going and quite attractive being smooth all over age is no barrier - everyone looks good naked! What got "the ball rolling" was when the husband started to masturbate his wife in front of me, and as you may know our penis' have a mind of their own, and about 5 minutes later the wife seemed to have a smile on her face when she saw pre-cum oozing out of my penis.

That's when they both called me over - I guess I was like the in-experienced toy-boy but it was wonderful nonetheless. With the husband's penis already inside his wife, they invited me to also side in my penis. The husband's penis had up upper curve and mine has a sharp curve to the left, so both penises fitted in well! I wore a condom, whereas the husband did not, but I knew he was ejaculating when I felt his semen ooze down my scrotum - I don't know if he or she enjoyed it more, but I was having a jolly good time.

I still visit nude beaches around Australia from time to time and don't have any problems sporting an erection as it's a completely natural thing which no man should be ashamed off.

Richard loses his Anal Virginity. Having already contributed an article about my first experiences of being naked, I wanted to share an early experience with masturbation which turned into an exploration of anal sex. If you've read my first article you will have discovered that I enjoy being naked outside and this event is again set outside whilst camping overnight in my parental back garden with a friend of mine called David.

It was during the summer after my A levels and David and I decided to camp out overnight, with the usual supply of alcohol. The first order of the night was to go garden creeping, which we did clothed, after which we returned to the tent and consumed the alcohol talking as you do. After a while, and a few drinks the subject inevitably turned to masturbating, or wanking as David put it.

I knew he was adventurous so not to be left out, I undressed as well and David then spent a good 10 minutes examining my penis, pulling the foreskin back and forward a few times, seeming to enjoy the way I became erect and the skin moved.

He then asked me to turn over and he spent a further 10 minutes examining my buttocks and bum hole before gently running his finger between my buttocks, pausing over my bum hole and pressing it gently whilst slipping his other hand under my front to massage my penis.

I couldn't help but let out a soft moan of enjoyment at which point David flipped me over and asked me to start massaging his penis in the same way. I drew the line at the finger work, but it was interesting to see a foreskin going back and forward from another angle and not from above or being the owner of it! After a few strokes, he became hard and we worked on each other until I came off. His fingers were gentle and massaged my bum hole before he slipped a finger in, wiggling it slightly as he did so.

Again, his other hand went hunting for my penis and to my surprise and delight, I became erect again. David then started to rub his penis up and down my crack a few times until he became hard and he then inserted 2 fingers into my bum hole saying "need to make sure I'll fit in". The gentle motion caused me to let out another moan of pleasure which seemed to spur him on. He then grabbed me across my hips and pulled me up into a kneeling position saying "try kneeling with your bum in the air".

David knelt behind me, I knew what was going to happen next but I was eager to find out what it would be like. Gently, he eased himself in and began pumping slowly. Alternating between massaging my buttocks and fondling my penis, he eventually exploded inside me.

I began applying the lubricant to his buttocks and crack, lingering over his bum hole as he had mine, before taking the plunge and pushing one finger gently in initally, copying the wiggling motion, and then withdrawing my finger to re enter him with two.

He assumed the position and I knelt behind him, pushing gently. I found it hard to make penetration and slipped off target a couple of times at which point David said "pass yourself here, we'll put on some more lube", grabbing my penis and pulling me with it towards him as he did so. He applied the lube to my penis, pulling my foreskin right back first to apply it liberally to my glans and the inside of my foreskin, and then pushing it forward and greasing my penis along its length.

We assumed our positions and this time I managed to get inside him, pausing just as I entered him. Copying him, I massaged his buttocks and fondled his penis, and after a few strokes of his penis he climaxed at which I climaxed and exploded inside him as he had me. With that, David spent some time examining my penis and scrotum again, playing with my foreskin as he did so, pulling it back even further than I thought possible, before asking me to turn over once more to examine my bum, crack and hole.

He inserted his fingers a few more times before he flipped me over again to try and pull me off but I was too tired so we both decided it was time to get dressed and go to sleep after cleaning ourselves up. It was an innocent experimentation session with sex and masturbation, and it helped us both decide our preferred orientation, and we've both stuck to them ever since.

I prefer vaginal sex, there's more to stimulate and play with, and I just admire and am attracted to the female form too much. I don't look at men at all and don't particularly enjoy posing nude in front of them at art classes. Stimulating my Wife actually turns me on, which I really enjoy. I still enjoy a good wank every now and then, either being pulled off by my Wife or when I entertain myself, and even use the odd toy to heighten the pleasure.

I'm sure David's still doing the same wherever he is. As I was walking around the wood of a well know naturist place in Kent, it was a nice hot sunny day a man came up behind me, and started to speak to me, he said he had been watching me in the sun bathing field and noticed I had a nice bum, it looked very inviting, so when I went for a walk he followed me, he suggested that I might be interested in a bit of fun.

If I was, we could go to a quite spot he knew off the main walk. I am a person who does like a bit sexual fun so I agreed to meet him at the spot he showed me, half an hour later. When I arrived he was there he had been playing with his cock has it was hard, I asked what he wanted, he said nothing I want to do something to you. Such has I asked? He said, have you ever been fist fucked, I said no I have heard about it but not done it.

You will like it once you get used to it he said. I will try I said, then he told what he would do. First he said I will put on a latex glove and lubricate it and you will lie on the bench with your legs open ,then I will slowly work my fingers in your hole, then a hand into your hole I will do it slowly so it does not hurt you.

So I lay a towel on the bench and watched him put on a glove and lots of lube went onto it. He said do you take poppers? I said yes, then he gave me a bottle, I took some and it was good. He said I am ready so you lay back on the bench and spread your legs, and his hand was just pushing at the entrance going in a little further each time, then he said his friend was coming down the path, he also put on a rubber latex glove but no lube.

Take some more poppers he said to me. I did, he did, and his friend did. I decided to take a little more poppers and my legs was pulled down right over my chest by his friend and spread really wide apart, then a hand was pushing at my hole it was slowly going further in it was twisting, pulling out then back in until eventually it went inside my hole.

He told me it was inside me now, and asked did it hurt? I said no it did not. Then he was moving his all-round inside me. I was enjoying it very much so I asked him to fuck me with his fist.

He said he would but first, lets see how far we can go in. He told me he had gone nearly to his elbow. I said that is far enough. He then started a pumping action, just like a cock going in and out. I was really enjoying it now and told him I wanted more. He told his friend to come down the side of me, so I had one on each side of me holding my legs up with one hand, and they started to take it in turns to go in and out of my hole pulling their fists right out, and going straight back in.

They were enjoying it themselves now, saying he has a fucking big hole. I looked to one side and I counted four more guys watching the session, then one of the guys watching said to the two fuckers can you get both hands in at once, we will try they said one hand went to the entrance and the other joined it there, one hand went in me and the second slowly followed and they both started to pump at the same time, then all of a sudden spunk shot out of my cock.

One said he is enjoying it now he just spunked. They slowly pulled out one at a time, but could not resist going in again and pumping once more. He said this guy really likes it he deserves more he was going right up to his elbow with each stroke. He said he has spunked again. They thanked me for letting them have fun with my hole they had enjoyed it very much and said hope to see you here again soon.

I laid there a while to recover I had taken a lot of poppers. I thought about it. It it was very nice and would do it again has often has I could, I got more out of than a cock going up me. It did not hurt me at all.

I was surprised that I enjoyed it so much It was a very nice feeling- the fist going up my hole and back out again, and then the long strokes, and when he did this he wriggled his fingers right inside me it felt so nice.

As you lay there, your thoughts was of a massive cock going up you and pleasuring you, after they had come out my hole felt very nice and it was not sore in any way, has far as I was concerned they could have carried on doing it to me I was in another world at the time.

After relaxing awhile, I went for a shower, and in the shower was the first man who made contact with me, he asked if I had enjoyed what happened I said I did very much it was very nice. He said would you do it again sometime, after that experience, I told him I would be glad to let anybody who wanted to do it to me enjoy himself. He told there are guys here at the club who like doing it but only one or two that take the fist.

He told me that he gets so much enjoyment out of it fucking a guy's bum hole, he often spunks himself but he would not take it himself. I finished showering and went to a rest room to have a little sleep. I was woken by him again. He said he had seen me go into the rest room, and while I was asleep he had put some thin rope around my ankles and as I came too he pulled at the rope and my legs went up in the air. He tied them off as was laid there with my legs apart again.

He told me he had enjoyed my big hole that he wanted another go at me, but his friend had gone home so this was the way to get me. He soon had a pair of latex gloves on again. He said I don't want to force you so are you willing?

I said yes I was. He gave me a bottle of poppers so I took some. He turned the lights up as he said it would enable me to watch with all the mirrors in the ceiling and walls. I saw his hand go to my hole and slowly work at it again, he was very excited has he was taking poppers as well.

His hand went in very soon this time he had lube on both gloves and put a fist in and out alternating each hand the feeling was great. Then he gave my hole a very hard pumping session, then relaxed a little. Then put both hands in at once, he went a long way in together he was really stretching my hole now.

He commented that I had one of the biggest hole he had fisted. I finally spunked again it was intense it was unbelievable. He pulled out, thanked me again and I thanked him for giving me such pleasure. He left saying he would look out for me again. I slept a bit longer to recover, then went home a very happy man that was a good day of sex. I would be willing for contact with who would like to do this to me. A new story for you to read. It was arranged to meet them at a club they knew, it turned out to be similar to Eureka ,but all men ,in salisbury, a private club.

Has it worked out it was sunny and warm when I went there,we met and talked, sauna steam relaxing rooms, and DVD rooms, and a nice wooded area for cruising round, they both told me they were into fisting and had read my stories in your pages, and wanted to give my hole a good fisting.

They wanted to act out a fantasy I was to walk through the wood in shirt and joggers , they would jump me, strip me and have their way with me. This all went to plan. Where I had been stripped there was a box of some kind with a cover on it. I was led to it laid belly down on it with my bum just at the edge, they tied my hands to a tree and legs down, I was like spread eagled and could not move much. They stripped them selves, lubed my hole gave me a bottle of poppers near my nose so I was inhaling the vapours when I wanted them.

They got to work on my bum with there fists, it went on along time , they knew what they were doing, playing with my prostate getting me all excited pumping their fist and arms as far as they could up my hole.

Yes it was a very good feeling for me. I did spunk twice because it was dripping from my cock they knew I was enjoying it all They said they would rest a bit them have some more fun with me.

They just walked off leaving me tied to the trees. Other guys were walking round the wood, some played with me, a few took advantaged of the postion I was in. They filled my hole with there cocks, another guy used one of the latex gloves, he said he had seen this on dvd, but never done it, he put his hand up my hole commenting this is the fucking biggest hole he had seen, pumped a few times, took his hand out and put his cock in, then he left. I laid there a little while, then two big men came and saw me one had a very big cock indeed he stood right in front of my face wanked his cock soon got very hard and stiff, look at the size of this mate you know where it is going right up your fucking hole , I could feel it go up me, nice and easy it was taking his time, the other came round the front and put his cock in my mouth they were slapping my bum very hard.

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