Alphabetical Listing of Gay Sex Stories - Page 200

My friend, Edward, finished topping off his bottle of Corona. I told him it was my turn next time. As if on cue the barmaid made her way through the crowd and came over to our table. Th barmaid came over and told us some girls were interested in us, but I told her we were engaged.
3.4 sci-fi/fantasy

Most of all, guys notice my face and my ass-in that order. My face gives me a cute appearance. My ass is a "bubble butt": it's large, round, juicy, and firm to the touch. I live in a large northern-U. S. metropolis. In this city, there are two well-known bathhouses. I've only been to one of them, but I've never had reason to visit the other.
3.1 encounters

I had noticed his moving in sometime earlier in the day. I couldn't help but to stare at him. There was something about him. I wasn't really tired so I stayed up reading. At some point I looked over and he had his dick out, stroking the length slowly. I couldn't breath. I tried to watch without getting caught. I became too careless and he caught me looking.
4 interracial

We work out together and we're always trying to get guys horny and hard in the locker room. We'll often soap up and start stroking our cocks just so they stand out a little, not hard really. Just to see if any guys start paying attention. Usually people will notice me right away anyhow because I'm really hairy.
3.6 athletic

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 encounters

I hear a series of muffled moans coming from a stall in the corner. Bending down, I see two pairs of legs and what looks like the motion of thighs thrusting against thighs. Intrigued, and a little excited, I quietly draw closer and kneel outside the door of the stall to have a peek.
3.3 interracial

I kept getting boners in his class and one day he told me to stay after. He said I had an obvious problem and not to worry about it. Then he asked me if I jacked off and I said no, which was the truth since I didn't know what that meant. He told me and that got me excited.
3.3 first time

I looked up and saw a man standing there smiling at me. I had seen him walking down the sidewalk before and could not help but notice him He was about 45, three or four years older than me. He usually wore a short sleeve shirt and skimpy walking shorts. His arms and legs were hairy and he had a small, neatly trimmed beard.
2.8 beginnings

Usually, if a place gets a certain reputation, even after a couple of slow years, it always has something fun going on there. One of my favorite experiences took place in the men's room in the Times Square subway station, on the number one line.
3.9 encounters

One year my family moved, but kept me in the same junior high school, so I had to take the subway back and forth every day. One day I had to go to the bathroom really bad, and ducked into one of the subway toilets. I stood there, doing my business, and wondered why there were a bunch of guys standing around in there not doing anything.
3.6 encounters