Gay Sex Stories - Page 77

It wasn't a dream. He's still here. That's his hand stroking my penis, trying to wake me up. I better pretend to be asleep. He's stroking from the base to the tip and I'm getting hard. I daren't look. He's blowing warm air up my spine, wants to fuck me again. I've forgotten his name. I've forgotten what he looks like. I think he has sandy blond hair, tied at the back like a pony's tail.
4.1 2944 words 13 mins historical

You've probably never heard of it. As part of my student-work activities, I do odd jobs around campus. Last Friday evening, I was in the school library, cleaning the stacks, and getting ready to close up. Not that I would have anything to do Friday night anyway. Since coming here I've been very lonely. I miss the gay night scene in Pittsburgh, my home town.
3.7 1607 words 7 mins college

He is not even a Russian. He is born and raised in the Caucasus area of southern Russia, but he came to Moscow as a very young man, in search of adventure and success. Photography is his passion and he is good at it too. I met him a couple years ago when I was living in Moscow.
3.6 2875 words 13 mins encounters

His voice insisted that I was doing good, looking strong. Who was I to argue? I had a twenty year old buff stud telling me I was looking good and that I was strong. I wasn't about to disappoint him. I pushed myself harder and found the motivation to finish the set. This kid was killing me. Jake was worth it though. I'd spotted him the moment I joined the gym.
4 2201 words 10 mins athletic

It was three am, it was as hot as hell and I could not sleep. I had already kicked all my sheets on to the floor, and was lying on the bed, bare-ass naked, and it hadn't cooled me down a bit. There was no circulation and no air-conditioning on the fifth floor of our ratty old dorm, and the humidity was unbelievable. There was nothing for it but a little self-pleasure.
2.6 2086 words 9 mins college

I was a young sailor on the world's first nuclear powered aircraft carrier on a cruise in the Beautiful Mediterranean Sea. Despite the Atomic bomb my Squadron had mounted on an aircraft ready for launch things were really quite peaceful. We would spend about ten days at sea, then five or six days in Port. Since we got paid every two weeks it worked out well. That's enough of that.
3.5 1396 words 6 mins military

It was alot of fun and a great opportunity to meet people. After I left for USC and schooling there, I continued my interest in skiing. USC had a ski club and I was an active member. During my junior year, me and a couple of class mates decided to spend our x-mas vacation at Telluride in Colorado instead of with our families at our respective homes.
3.3 1729 words 8 mins college

They were both teachers in small schools in cities 40 miles apart. Jason had been the girls basketball coach for several years. Cody had just stepped into that role in his school. It also happened that the schools were arch-rivals in many sports, including girls basketball. And so began the rivalry between Jason and Cody.
4.3 2070 words 9 mins athletic

Most young men jerk off a lot and they get a stiffy at the drop of a hat. Well, those times are behind me by about 20 years now, but my admiration of those boys remains strong. Just a few months ago I was riding the bus from the city to the northern suburbs of Sydney.
3.8 1357 words 6 mins encounters

I'd done the right thing and agreed to go for a few beers after we'd finished the job, laying bricks in freezing weather seemed stupid to me but the boss had been sure the cement would dry, as he said maybe a million times during the day "it's cold boys, but it's dry so keep working".
3.9 4894 words 22 mins interracial