Alphabetical Listing of Gay Sex Stories - Page 230

Watching My Cousin

I was to stay for a week and then join my folks for a vacation in the mountains. Well, I thought, this'll give me some quiet time for some real good long wanks, so I packed up some clothes, my favorite porno movie and a full bottle of lub and left. He was a skateboarder and a very nice guy.
3.1 masturbation twink  teen

Watching Stud Across the Street

The guy is a real fucking hunk, somewhere between 30 and 35 years old, with a nice tight body, dark, longish curly hair, a hairy chest, and a basket that just won't quit! I don't know his name or all that much about him, but the first time he came to my attention was back during the summer.
3.8 encounters

Watching The Boys Do It

I was upstairs in my study, working on a new web design for a customer, window wide open and the sun was filtering through the trees into the room. I live in a neat, two story townhouse, well, actually a duplex in a quiet suburban neighborhood. The woman next door, Ginny, is about 40 years old and lives alone, except for a son away in college.
3.3 college

Watching the Football Quarterback Undressing

When I arrived at the gym I had to sneak in through the back windows to get in. As I walked back to the locker rooms I noticed the lights in the locker room were on and someone in the room was humming. Before I went into the locker room I peered in through the doorway to see who was in here. As I looked into the room I saw the freshman's football team quarterback undressing.
4.3 athletic

Watching Windows

I can see into a flat, and there on the sofa is a gorgeous broad pair of tanned shoulders supporting a cute face. I feel a slight stirring in my briefs under the desk. To my disappointment the head and shoulders disappear, as he lies back on the sofa. Then, to make up for it, a well formed pair of golden legs rest themselves on the back of the sofa, every now and then lifting to flex a foot.
3.5 masturbation

Watching You Sleep

The sun was filtering through the curtains, illuminating everything in its path. I turned over, and there you were. It was quite warm in the room and you must have thrown off the bed covers during the night. You were lying on your back. The sun played lightly across your body. How to describe what I was seeing? Perfect peace at first glance.
3.8 friendship

Water Polo Boys Get What They Want

Lars, like Greg, was a 19-year-old sophomore at the university. The handsome Norwegian student would quietly pass through the hallways of the second floor of the all-boys dorm where he lived, a few doors down from Greg. Lars was quiet not because he was unfriendly but because he was new to the country, having earned an athletic scholarship to the U. S. university.
3.2 college & domination

Water Polo Exhibition

Their season had ended earlier in the year, with the Trojans demolishing their crosstown rivals to take the national title. Now they were getting back together for a little grudge match. There was a lot of homoerotic towel-snapping and ass-grabbing they usually engaged in before games, but nothing that would have foreshadowed what was to come.
3.8 college

We Go into the Public Bathroom

His hands turns the pages, idly looking into the book in front of him. Big brown eyes. Warm and inviting. Sparkling with a hint of hidden desires beneath. His hair, short and dark hangs loosely over the top of his forehead. Still damp with water from the rain shower outside. Stubble on his chin and around his mouth after his morning shave heightens my lust for him. Those lips. So moist.
4 college

We Were Drunk

He doesn't wanna look at me and I tell ya' the feelings mutual. He's a top bloke Van, me and him have been friends since year 7 but last night, I guess because we both did it and both saw each other doing it that we're kinda even in some way. This is gonna be kept real quite. Take a regular hangover and multiply by ten and that's how fuckin' wasted I feel. I can't believe what happened.
3.6 friendship

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