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on August 24, 2010, 4:35 pm,
by Ricardo,
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Gay Stories.
The next day didn’t start until nearly noon as both Jim and Ron slept late. Jim woke up first and for a while he just lay in bed trying to comprehend what had happened. If it hadn’t have been for Ron sleeping beside him Jim could have easily convinced himself that it had actually been some sort of dream. After all, how could it have been real? Did her really jerk off his friend? Did Ron really give him a blowjob?
And yet there was his best friend lying naked and sound asleep beside him. Jim lay on his back with Ron on his side facing him. Jim wondered what would happen when Ron woke up. Would it be awkward? Jim worried that what had happened would ruin their great friendship. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted
on August 24, 2010, 1:37 pm,
by Floyd,
under
Gay Stories.
“This is my first story. I hope you enjoy it. Comments are very welcome.”
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My first man-on-man sexual experience was the direct result of overhearing a woman-on-woman sexual conversation. It was a weeknight, and I had decided to stop in at a trendy “pub” for an imported beer. I seated myself at the bar and ordered something smooth and dark. Near me where two very attractive women: one a leggy brunette, the other a petite blonde. Both were very beautiful and very thin. In addition to their looks, it was their conversation that that drew my attention; they were talking about sex. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted
on August 24, 2010, 12:12 pm,
by William,
under
Gay Stories.
I’ve never considered myself gay or bisexual. I don’t find men attractive or unattractive nor have I looked at another man and thought to myself, “I’d like to fuck him.” But I have wondered what it would be like to have sex with a man. My curiosity was satisfied one night with a very close friend, Rowan.
Rowan and I met at university. We had declared the same major and therefore had many of the same classes. We became friends and throughout our academic career we often studied together and worked on projects together. At one point we even shared a room. Even years after our university times were over, we had stayed in contact. We lived in separate towns about an hour away. We would get together to enjoy pizza, a movie or just hang out. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted
on August 22, 2010, 3:18 pm,
by Ricardo,
under
Gay Stories.
I love to receive blowjobs. I had fucked a lot of women and received numerous blowjobs from them. But I had always heard that men could give the best blowjobs. This led to a daydream I thought would never come true - receiving a blowjob from a man just to see if this was true.
I was afraid to advertise on the web or gay message boards because someone I knew might see my ad. If this got back to my boss I would lose my job. This held true for the porno shops too. I could not risk going into the gay section. So I bought a gay movie and took it home. I would watch it and fantasize about the hot blowjobs I saw on the video. I had all most given up on my fantasy coming true but all of this changed the day my VCR broke down. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted
on August 22, 2010, 1:09 pm,
by Marcus,
under
Gay Stories.
I felt him writhing beneath me. We rolled over the grassy spot just beyond the lake. The misty morning air surrounded us as we arched into each other, joined up in frenzied mating. I could see his stomach muscles ripple beneath the sweat-soaked hair. I could feel his cock pressed into my belly as I moved within him. The mist of early dawn obscured his face. But I knew him anyway. I had seen him before, loved him before. I knew his body as well as I knew my own. But I had yet to see his face. As I built up, arching over and over into him, the cool, wet morning air chilled my sweaty, burning skin. I felt the hair on my chest matt with the sweaty efforts of our lovemaking. I kept moving inside him, feeling him grow and thicken against my belly. He milked me with his beautiful body, causing my own release to coincide with his. I bellowed out … Read the rest of this entry »
Posted
on August 20, 2010, 4:57 pm,
by Ricardo,
under
Gay Stories.
This story is about a time I went to an adult place in Raleigh, NC. They had lots of toys, clothing and videos, but that wasn’t why I was there. I was there to suck cock; a lot of cock. I had already had two in my mouth that night at another place. One of the guys gave me what I wanted, a mouthful of hot cum. The other was holding out for something else I guess. Well that action dried up so I moved on to the other place across town. As soon as I went in I knew this was someplace special. They didn’t just have preview booths, they had an arcade. It cost $10 to get in rather than the usual $4-5. I paid without hesitation and entered the forbidden zone. It was awesome. Right away I saw a chick sitting on this guys lap while she played with another guy’s cock. I wasn’t there for that so after a couple of minutes I continued my exploration. This place had several different rooms, all with TVs showing porno flicks. Some rooms were straight stuff and some were gay in content. I looked around and decided on one of the rooms showing a gay film. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted
on August 20, 2010, 3:16 pm,
by Leo,
under
Gay Stories.
“(This is the continuing saga of young men exploring sex with each other…enjoy)”
It had been at least three weeks since we had been able to get together, so I was extremely horny, trying to limit myself to only one or two jerk off sessions a day. We still had not been able to determine who had seen us naked in his room the last time we were together, and it bothered both of us. Anyway, we both had been busy with other things and with colder weather closing in, the cave wasn”t as appealing as it usually was. But we had made arrangements to meet there today, which was very cool and over-cast. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted
on August 20, 2010, 1:44 pm,
by William,
under
Gay Stories.
*Chapter 1: Truth and Consequences*
The tall, powerfully built, expensively dressed man sighed impatiently. Jackson, Jaze Kingston had been separated from his partner and he had been locked in a large, damp cellar. There were no windows and no other door and the assorted bits and pieces strewn around didn’t lend themselves to being of any use as potential weaponry. Jaze flicked at imaginary dust on his lapel as he tried not to think of what might be happening to his partner.
Stewart, Stewie Donovan was Jaze’s idea of a perfect partner and not just the type to work well alongside him. A few years younger than Jaze, smaller, slender, with shoulder length blond hair and beautiful blue eyes that often sparkled with mirth or mischief, but could look like chips of sapphire if the younger man was angry. It wasn’t that a relationship was forbidden. In fact their Chief was of the mind that relationships made the group stronger, less likely to take risks or go out on unnecessary limbs. What had stopped Jaze was his uncertainty as to how Stewie would react to a relationship with the man who was also his Team Leader; the Team Leader of Cobalt Blue. Nor was Jaze sure Stewie would even be interested in a relationship with a man. So the older man had kept a mental store of Stewie fantasies and had watched and waited for the past few months to gauge how Stewie might respond. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted
on August 18, 2010, 12:56 pm,
by Floyd,
under
Gay Stories.
Greg rounded the corner of the hospital entrance a little too fast causing them to skid. Jonathan held on for dear life feeling a thrill of titillation rush through him. His mouth suddenly dropped open and a screech permeated the atmosphere of the car.
“I got it, baby.” Greg quickly tried to assure him.
“Just let me off at the entrance.” Jon announced.
“I will not! You can walk in with me, just like always.” The man slowed to make another turn into the parking lot swiftly pulling into an empty spot. Read the rest of this entry »
Posted
on August 18, 2010, 12:51 pm,
by Harry,
under
Gay Stories.
Sam was sprawled out upon the potato-chip wrapper strewn floor, one hand half wrapped around a forty ounce of bad, cheap beer. This was not the first time he”d passed out, all alone in his apartment, singing his own sad songs of remorse and self hatred. No, and to his way of thinking, it most certainly would not be the last.
It hadn”t been long enough; Sam was still distraught over the death of his best friend. A friend he”d loved till the day he”d died. Tristan was a bright guy, always laughing, joking and playing. Even his features had been bright and pure, blond hair, bright green eyes. A drastic contrast to Sam”s own black hair and intense brown eyes. Their friendship, and Tristan”s life, was cut short six months previous by a couple tons of metal slamming into each other. Read the rest of this entry »