Alphabetical Listing of Gay Athletic Sex Stories - Page 12

My Gym Partner Mark and I

After a couple of weeks I befriended some long time members. One of those men, named Mark, and I hit it off and we became gym partners. Even though Mark was a guy half my age, we soon became close friends. One of the long standing habits the long time members were having, was getting together on Fridays, after the gym workouts, for coffee at Tim Horton.
3.8 first time

My Older Brother's Muscle Stud Best Friend

I sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. There was a knock at the door. I went to answer it and it was Bob, my older brother's best buddy. He had dropped by to see him. I told him nobody else was home and my brother wouldn't be home until about seven, but he could wait if he wanted to. Bob was a sophomore in college, like my brother. They were both twenty, a year older than me.
3.9

My Setter at the Gay Sports Tournaments

Usually, you're greeted at registration with tournament brackets, maps, bar coupons, and condoms, because organizers understand that this is an opportunity for some serious athletic activities off the courts as well as on.
2.5

My Worst Cockfight Defeat

We had chatted online a lot before, so I thought I had a good idea of Ray's weak spots, as he did mine. We got the bell and met center mat on our knees. Ray was strong, I struggled to gain an advantage, finally lunging forward and knocking to his back. We had been oiled up before the match by my bud so we were nice and slick. The touch of his smooth slippery skin against mine was sending waves of pleasure through me as we grappled. I was getting more turned on by the wrestling as we struggled on the oily mat. Ray rolled to his stomach as I squirmed atop his back trying to secure his arms in a full nelson.
3.4 big cock  bubble butt  shaving

National Tryouts

Erik awoke to darkness. He was a little disoriented so it took a few moments to realize that someone was pulling on his leg and tying his ankle down. Erik started to resist the intruder, but found that his hands were tied above his head, and his feet were spread apart and tied down. Erik now realized that the darkness came from a blindfold. Assessing the situation, Erik noticed that what he laid on was padded. The training table!! He hadn't been abducted anywhere. He was still at the school. The pad felt cool on his ass. His shorts were off, but the jock was still on.
2.9

On The Bus

He was definitely a gorgeous man. He was much more muscular than Roger expected a miler to be. But there he was, anyway: nice wide shoulders, great delts, carved pecs tapering to a minuscule 28 inch waist. And those calves. Chad felt most runners don't put enough hours in the gym. He meant that it helped a lot to enhance both endurance and power when you run.
3.8 encounters

Panthers Hockey Jersey Lesson

The Panthers had knocked the Flyers out of the Stanley Cup playoffs. It was almost a shutout, except for one goal on the Flyers' part. Just as I was walking into the locker room, I noticed a few players from the varsity ice hockey team watching me with what looked like evil grins on their faces.
2.7 anal sex fucking  blowjob  jockstrap  locker room

Peek Hours at the Gym

My boss was "The Big D"-Danny Barrett. A big, blond, open-faced bear of a man, he was a good-natured guy, a divorced father of two kids, both in college. For all the world he reminded me of the guy who used to play Wojo from the old "Barney Miller" series, but with a lot less hair on his head, and eyes that I thought were a lot bluer.
3.1

Perks of Life at The Top for Gay Senator Masters

In seconds, his hand hit the wall of the pool, and he quickly stood up, panting slightly. This had been a good session. Swimming in this pool before it opened was just about the only perk he allowed himself that wasn't known to the general public. Couldn't be too careful in his job. He got of of the water and walked towards the showers. He couldn't help smirking a bit.
3.7

Personal Trainer

His voice insisted that I was doing good, looking strong. Who was I to argue? I had a twenty year old buff stud telling me I was looking good and that I was strong. I wasn't about to disappoint him. I pushed myself harder and found the motivation to finish the set. This kid was killing me. Jake was worth it though. I'd spotted him the moment I joined the gym.
3.1

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