Gay Sex Stories - Page 102

The front signal light on my older Ford Escort had quit a few days before, and going with the cheapest route, I chose to find the necessary part at a salvage yard. Phoning around, I finally found the part and got ready to retrieve it. On the fateful humid day, I told my live-in girlfriend, Melissa, my plans and said I might be awhile.
4.2 3999 words 18 mins farm

"The house is just what we wanted but what do you think of the location?" Light slants through the window and throws a rectangular patch on the bare floorboards. The ceiling is high and gives the room a feeling of spaciousness, of freedom though the air inside is stale as if the windows have been shut for a long time. Brian takes off his jacket.
3.4 2522 words 11 mins sci-fi/fantasy

You slept very late after yesteday's hike, and now you walk to the showers, enjoying the mingled smells of balsam and fir, wood smoke and frying bacon. The building housing the showers is small. There are only two stalls and a reversible sign on the door for Men or Women. You knock on the door, getting no answer, you go in.
3.7 685 words 3 mins encounters

I've read all the e-mails you've sent me about my stories, and for each one I wished I was down on my knees at your feet as you read. Many people have told me how they started my story fully clothed and semi-erect but they grew harder and harder as they went on, releasing their manhood's and in some cases pleasuring themselves to orgasm.
3.9 1099 words 5 mins masturbation

I'm a bisexual male. Currently in my forties. I'm 6' 3" tall, weigh 230#, brown hair and eyes. When it comes to sex, I have an oral fetish. I love to service men, and women, orally. I prefer to keep my taste for cock discrete, since people tend to lump bisexuals and gays in the same category. I don't wish to be "trapped" into the gay lifestyle. The story takes place a few years ago.
3.2 1291 words 6 mins beginnings

He was wearing a designer shirt that left absolutely nothing about his upper body up to my imagination and, in contrast, baggy cargo shorts that went down below his knees. He told me he was straight. He told me that someone told him that guys give better head. He trailed off, looking nervously around him, as if he was going to recognize someone else in the bar.
3.4 1391 words 6 mins encounters

I love to keep my balls smooth, so I shave them often. Then I sit down, naked of course, in front of my computer and read some of the stories online. As my cock gets hard and wet, I take a long thick shoelace and tie up my cock and balls. I love to make the string nice and tight so my cock and balls are tight and just a little painful to add to my pleasure.
2.6 425 words 2 mins masturbation

The guy is a real fucking hunk, somewhere between 30 and 35 years old, with a nice tight body, dark, longish curly hair, a hairy chest, and a basket that just won't quit! I don't know his name or all that much about him, but the first time he came to my attention was back during the summer.
3.8 778 words 3 mins encounters

Hard. Excited. I lie there as his tongue travels up my leg toward my treasure. My hands reach out for his head as he reaches my thing. I pull him towards my tool. His tongue wraps itself around my shaft as he kisses what he loves. He engulfs my cock and sucks. Sucks. Sucks. Sucks. Tense. Orgasm. Cum. It hits the back of his throat. I'm in heaven. Again. My cock softens and falls out.
3.8 304 words 1 mins relationship

For the record, it was not the military academy, the one located over the Hudson River outside New York City, but it was a military academy. As this is a work of fiction, it matters not which one it was, but if there are other graduates of this institution, they might recognize the location based on some of the incidents.
3 897 words 4 mins college & first time & military straight men  twink  teen