Alphabetical Listing of Gay Sex Stories - Page 19

I live on Windward Avenue about two blocks from the boardwalk in Venice Beach. California. I had lived there since my lover died, about five years ago. We had been together for 54 years, and now I am alone so every day I walk to the boardwalk just to have something to do.
2.7 2673 words 12 mins sci-fi/fantasy

A small town just to the southwest of Paris where nothing much seemed to happen. Being late September the weather was on the turn, rather like the leaves on the trees, a gentle nip in the night time air and a sharp breeze that made you shiver when it caught you unaware.
3.3 5431 words 24 mins encounters

It sits at the base of the cliffs which make up both sides of the Golden Gate into which flows the waters of San Francisco, just to the west (that is, the ocean side) of the Golden Gate Bridge. Baker Beach is a strip of sand at least half a mile long, but never more than a hundred feet deep. One end is the family beach, easily accessible from a paved parking lot.
3.6 3384 words 15 mins beginnings

I did pretty much whatever needed doing, reservations, bellhop all that shit. After about a month they decided that I should work a few days in the kitchen and learn how to do room service.
3.2 1065 words 5 mins college blowjob

We have never met or talked. We have seen each other in all states of dress and undress, but we have never touched. We are attracted each other's muscular builds, the broad shoulders, large well developed pecs, the bulging biceps, and strong legs. Both of our baskets contain ample equipment and we display them with pride.
3.9 2682 words 12 mins athletic

It's not the classes or the homework. I can handle all the work. It's not the professors or the facilities. I've had a few bad teachers, but they mostly have been very good. And the campus is beautiful; especially in the fall when the leaves turn different colors. No, I couldn't be happier in those respects.
3.8 5552 words 25 mins college

This is the story of first time with a band teacher ...getting fucked...which led to my becoming his regular butt-slut
3.9 1015 words 5 mins beginnings

My reasons for abandoning the Noble Art were that I was leaving school, starting a good job on the Stock Exchange and was fed up with a life which was limited to studying and training. My last fight was to be against Errol Collins, a black guy who I had fought on a number of previous occasions.
4.1 904 words 4 mins athletic anal sex fucking  black men  straight men  blowjob

I wonder what he's dreaming about. The Bangkok rain outside is heavier than anything I've ever experienced and the heat, even the rain drops are warm and the air still feels steamy. And that bloody radio in the stall below our window - I should go down and offer to tune it in for them. Trying to sleep in a room above a cafe for me isn't easy.
4 1014 words 5 mins interracial blowjob

We have a small group that plays sometimes. Not much money, but lots of good times. I felt, rather than knew there was somebody inside. Now I knew there wasn't Supposed to be anybody in there. And especially nobody who was plunking on. My GUITAR!! This was worse than finding somebody in bed with your wife. Even though I wanted to run in and strangle whoever it was, caution prevailed.
3.1 1897 words 8 mins sci-fi/fantasy blowjob