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I was a twenty three year old Australia guy, bumming it around South and West Africa on an extended holiday. I had little money, however could usually find a good time wherever I went.

The two mates I was travelling with had been together for a couple of months when I joined them about six weeks ago and we all got on well together. Michael was from southern England and was a good looking guy with the usual smooth pale skin, sandy hair and good body, as he played a lot of soccer at home. Mike, who was about 24, was well educated, but lacked the so called street skills of survival that our other friend Jose had, Jose was from somewhere in New York and had been brought up to know how to survive on the streets. He was a good-looking Porto Rican guy, 21 years, who had dropped out of college after a year and a half and had started to travel. As I said, we had been together for about six weeks travelling up the west coast of Africa, and had originally met up in Cape Town. We had enjoyed the scenery, the people and a bit of good diving on the west coast of South Africa and Namibia.

My real story starts as we were heading northwest from the Ivory Coast, through Guinea and into Sierra Leone. Our plan was to get to Freetown for a few days and then travel north up the west coast of north West Africa. Read the rest of this entry »

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I’d never had sex in a public place before and I wasn’t really sure where might be a safe place to do it. An online buddy told me about a website you can use to find places where you live where guys meet and have sex. I couldn’t believe it! There were actually four listed for my city: a college restroom, the adult porn shop just outside of town, a local picnic area and a men’s’ room in the same building where the police department is. The last one sounded a little risky, as did the park. I was nervous about going to a porn store so the only other option was the college restroom.

I go to college, but not at the place where the sex bathroom was. Luckily the website gave directions on how to find the restroom, so it wasn’t that hard. My heart was pounding a mile a minute when I went in. There were two urinals and two stalls. Both of the stall doors were open and no one else was in the place. Considering college was on summer break, it was probably “off season” for sex in this place, but I decided to hang around for a little while to see if anyone showed up. There were summer classes in session and other stuff happening on campus; besides, someone else might make the trip just like I had, showing up just to check out the bathroom for sex. Read the rest of this entry »

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