Gay Sex Stories - Page 90

I guess I wasn't the only one feeling that way, because before long, the joint - and mine! - was jumping. . . It started a couple of minutes after midnight. A little red sportscar had pulled up next to my car, and the guy inside looked pretty hot. Young and blond, he divided up his time examining his tan and staring back at me staring at him.
3.1 2957 words 13 mins encounters

But the boat was zipping along so fast and I was so high up from the water that this was impossible. It didn't matter: I knew that I was a fucking gorgeous stud. With my blond hair, blue eyes, and well build, I was an All-American twenty-year-old college student who attracted my share of attention from guys and gals alike. But none of those guys and gals were around now.
3.4 2509 words 11 mins beginnings

Admittedly, I know nothing about love. I do know a little about loss, though. It sucks. Shortly after I turned twelve, I became 'estranged' from all the friends that I had growing up. Not because they died, but because they didn't want to be friends with me anymore.
4.1 2601 words 12 mins college

I squeezed through the crowd. That is actually the vendor's car of the train. Women don't travel in it as it is usually crowded with men. This car is particularly famous for gay activities and most of the men who travel in it, know it already. Some get into the car with pure voyeuristic tendencies. They just watch scenes like guys squeezing others' cocks or rubbing cocks against cocks.
4.2 3032 words 13 mins encounters

It's secret darkness, it's never seen sounds. Now, still a teenager, he was walking along a moonlit path, enjoying himself. Jack knew he should be returning to camp, but just a few minutes more of this wonderful solitude. . . . A noise?! Jack turned, and peered up the path. Nothing there, must have been a deer. He scanned the clearing before him. . . .
3.7 2502 words 11 mins sci-fi/fantasy

I was pretty good looking at 6',180 pounds, blonde hair and a tight firm body that I had been working on since freshman year in high school. I was attractive and went out with a lot of girls. I always, though, knew I liked men but never really did anything about it. I really enjoyed college life but what I enjoyed most was Brett. He was a catcher for the Varsity team.
3.6 2495 words 11 mins athletic

They were both sweating. God it was hot, Dave thought, as he wiped the drops of sweat from his brow. His entire body was drenched. He could feel his large balls rubbing uncomfortably against his thighs and drops of sweat rolled down the crack of his ass. "Man, I can't wait until we get out of this heat," he heard Jim say, "it's going to be great being back at the lake together; I can hardly wait."
3.3 2834 words 13 mins relationship

It'd been a long time since I'd seen him, I think around 5 years (around the same time I'd started dating my fiance Linda). I had recently got in touch with him through a friend and now he was coming back and I told him he was welcome to stay at my place for the week. I was 28 and just settling down. Linda just bought a house, a 3-bedroom house and was getting married in one month.
3.3 3014 words 13 mins friendship

I stepped off the air-conditioned plane and into the sweltering heat of Honolulu, glancing around nervously for the college van that was supposed to meet me. A Midwest boy from Ohio, I was out of my depth in this big tourist trap, but I was determined to get my education as far from my stifling family as I could.
3.4 2857 words 13 mins college

He glanced across the street. "And there's the Chinese restaurant okay, but this is a warehouse district, and it's miles and miles and miles from Hollywood. " He shrugged his broad shoulders, started to cross the street -- and found to his surprise that California motorists really do stop for pedestrians.
3.6 2674 words 12 mins encounters