A Midsummer's Nights Cream
A happy memory of alfresco frolics of horny fun with cocks and bollocks.Its gone midnight on a warm June night and after a few drinks in town I find my footsteps leading me from the bustling well lit boulevards down a side street then into an all too familiar alley and I feel the usual tight knot of excitement and anticipation in the pit of my stomach. This is another World, a dimly lit World of shadows and recessed doorways peopled by others like me, eager for that illicit liason, that brief...