Gay Sex Stories - Page 88

Stopping occasionally to blow in my hands I was keen to get finished early as I knew by the time I got home I'd be bloody cold. The marker had a bung wheel so it wasn't easy to push, I'm 23, I am just on 5'6 but I'm strong. I don't play sports but doing odd jobs around this sporting complex means I can cheap rates on the gym and pool.
3 2191 words 10 mins athletic

Stuck between two points of the compass with no idea of where to go next. I was in a no man's land kind of mood getting over a broken heart, a loss of job, took the golden shower of the golden handshake, packed all my belongings. Threw them in my car, my only a companion a pewter framed picture of Charlie. Charlie with the lying eyes. He'd fallen off his bike, right in front of me.
3.4 2835 words 13 mins beginnings

I was living in Sacramento, working full time, managing a bar, The Hut, and going to school full time. Not a lot of free time, so when I got a little "horny," I'd often head for a local 'Unofficial Nude Beach' on the American River.
3 1974 words 9 mins encounters

In those days you went to London and never came back, and I had good reason. I'd hit on the girls at 16 and lost my virginity, screwed around plenty, but always had an eye for the boys -- an unfulfilled horny lust until I was 19.
3.6 2305 words 10 mins college

Obviously, these groups are not the best way for gay students to get in touch on campus using the Internet. The rest of the newsgroup are oriented to any class discussion, or some other academic topic. Even when it was Fall, my body was living a Spring time, and I was feeling the need of meeting someone on campus and have some good time.
3.6 2084 words 9 mins college & friendship

He came into my life five years ago. I was convalescing from back injuries and one day decided that I would like to have a massage to sooth the sore muscles. I looked through the Yellow Pages and found lots of advertisements by masseurs and masseuses, but none of them was available that day. To this day the same problem exists in this city that one has to book a couple of days in advance.
3.2 1680 words 7 mins friendship

They called my parents, and my father threw me out. I had no where to go, so I started living in the park, using the rest rooms to clean up, and asking guys for money in exchange for blow jobs. Older guys gave me enough money to eat at fast food restaurants, and when it rained, I slept in the covered pavilions.
4.3 3047 words 14 mins beginnings

It happened when I was around eighteen years old. I went to a distant town to attend a wedding. I reached the place very early in the morning. I had to take a room in a strange looking lodge in a busy street. I slept for a while, took a bath and had a cup of tea. I had around two hours to go for the wedding. So I sat on my bed, just wearing shorts and a towel around my waist.
4.5 3186 words 14 mins encounters

I was 20 years old, 5'10" and weighed 160 pounds. As most young men, I was horny all the time. I had already been to a cinema that played gay movies several times. However, I felt that just a hand job through a glory hole was not enough to still my senses anymore. I needed to see and experience more.
4.2 8749 words 39 mins encounters & first time

If San Francisco is so "Gay Friendly" right now, I wouldn't be running away from a group of gay bashers! I'm guessing I should fill you in. So, it goes like this: I'm 21, gay, and I have a tight and toned body.
4 2723 words 12 mins beginnings bareback