First out of the blocks is Alex, a 25-year-old waiter from Somerset. The lady rejected him because of his balls, no idea what was wrong with them. But she did think he had a decent sized penis.





Queer Writing for a Queer World
First out of the blocks is Alex, a 25-year-old waiter from Somerset. The lady rejected him because of his balls, no idea what was wrong with them. But she did think he had a decent sized penis.





Alex is 27 years-old and is a Flight Attendant from Wigan who says he has never had a serious relationship. He had his choice of 6 naked guys and finally decided on Sam, he thought his best feature was his penis. Well, who doesn’t like a handsome cock?





Sam is a 27-year-old mixologist (Isn’t that a cocktail waiter?) from Brighton. He was chosen because he was more mysterious; and he has a fantastic cock.








Gareth is a 21-year-old bartender from Wales. He would certainly be my choice from the final two. What’s not to like, a prime bit of Welsh beef.








Alex is a 26-year-old data analyst from Stockton-on-Tees. Again, it was a toenail issue that caused him to be rejected. He had an ingrowing toenail when he was child and lost it. I think he has a really cute smile.







Darrell is a 25-year-old hotel supervisor from Norwich. Born with a third nipple and has a cock that looks perky even though its soft.







Jamie is a 28-year-old support worker from Noth Wales. Rejected because he didn’t like his belly button, but he did like his belly – something to hang on to.








Mark is a 33 year-old hairdresser from Northwich. He didn’t exactly have nice toenails and his knob was described as ‘agressive’, so he was rejected.





A new chapter is now online. I hope you are all enjoying the disgusting exploits of Kelvin and friends.
Bog Off – Chapter 31 by Tom
The assumption is generally that guys don’t need privacy in the toilets. Ladies always have seperate stalls, but us guys are just expected to whip out our cocks and piss in front of complete strangers.

I, for one, have always had a problem peeing in front of others: family, friends or strangers. It got so bad that I nearly burst my bladder when I was out drinking with my brother and some mates. I was drinking pints of beer, many pints of beer, but when I went to the toilets, I just couldn’t go. The pub was packed, hence the toilets were packed so I had to wait foir a urinal to become free, and when it did, I just couldn’t go. I felt under so much pressure as other guys were waiting so I quickly tucked myself back into my trousers and went back out to a fresh pint of beer. Every time I tried I just couldn’t go, and the cubicles were always occupied (and disgusting).
Eventually I just had to wait for a cubicle to come free – but I did feel a bit weird waiting around while other guys had no trouble emptying their bladders.
Nowadays I always use a cubicle, I have to. But why are we expected to pee in front of each other? Sometimes us guys just need some privacy.