Faraway fun

As I have noted on multiple occasions, vacations are very often some of my most sex-drenched activities. This has nothing to do with a desire for "fresh meat," as some call it. On the contrary, on many of my vacations, I end up having erotic encounters with friends or fuck buddies I have known for some time.

But vacations do offer two things that daily life at home does not. First, unlike the workaday world we normally inhabit, vacations tend to be times of little stress, where the more playful instincts can flourish without distraction. Second, a good vacation provide extensive amount of free time, time that one would always prefer to fill with the most enjoyable affairs possible. And sex, whatever you may think of it, is one of the simplest, least expensive, and exhilarating diversions a man can find.

It was on just such a vacation weekend that I ended up having day after day of amazing encounters with new friends and old. I recall it fondly in the latest addition to our True Sex Stories department, in a memoir I call Wanton Weekend. I hope it inspires some fun memories — or weekends of your own.

Meat and greet

The first time I ever met the incomparably sexy Kory Mitchell was at a photo shoot conducted by friend and Nakedism photographer in residence, Andrew Adam Caldwell. Andrew invited me to join in the fun, and I'm glad he did!

The picture taking was already under way when I showed up. When I saw Andy's sexy model, it didn't take me long to get my clothes off. (I'm funny that way.) Before long, both Kory and I were naked and posing with an informal intimacy that just came naturally to both of us.

I couldn't keep my arms from encircling Kory's lean, muscular body, nor resist kissing his beautiful face. And of course, my hands found their way down to that massive schlong that makes Kory a horse among men. I could barely get my hands around it, and I will never get it all in my mouth (though I admit I have tried).

Kory's beauty, however, is not merely skin deep. He's a warm and friendly man of quiet charms, with a good sense of humor and a disarming humility. This may have been our first encounter, but it definitely was not our last. I've enjoyed many other meetings — and meatings — since then, both in front of the camera and otherwise.

I like to think some of that electricity found its way into Andrew's perceptive photography, featured this month in the Nakedism gallery. To see for yourself, head on over to the photo set we call First meatings. And don't forget to visit Kory's own site, Kory Mitchel XXX.