Best Rated Gay Athletic Sex Stories - Page 13

I was more of a watcher, not really a do-er. Watch I did. Every single Monday and Wednesday in that hardly inhabited row of lockers in full sight of the showers. There was only Bryan and I using these lockers at this hour. Otherwise this was a very popular row for reasons left unsaid. Bryan was a five foot seven inch dream.
4.1 2133 words 9 mins

I walked into the gym. I had only met this kid earlier that day and here I was, walking into a gym filled with 25 men dressed in only jock straps. How was this day going to end? Was I sure that I was doing the right thing?
3.3 2231 words 10 mins

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

Sure I was match fit, but each year the training was harder and I was finding it difficult to keep up with the younger guys. So this was my last game and while I wanted to play forever I also knew that for my own good and the good of the team it was time for me to retire. "Quit while you are ahead" is good advise, although it is less easy to accept it.
3.6 1338 words 6 mins rimming  locker room

My brother had planned a weekend trip with his girlfriend the same weekend our parents were away, however her parents were very protective. As part of the agreement she had to take her younger brother Tyler. My brother made a deal with me that if I let the brother crash with me and kept low he would give me a 100 dollars.
3.8 1252 words 6 mins

When Brian saw that Gene's name was also on the list, he experienced a twinge of anxiety. The relationship between them went way back into childhood. They lived in the same neighborhood, their parents played bridge together, and all during elementary school, Brian and Gene were inseparable - in fact some of the other kids thought they were brothers.
3.3 2902 words 13 mins

As I was fumbling in my locker the coach came in and started talking. Danny was still naked and the coach told him to hurry up and get dressed. Danny turned toward his locker, punched me on the arm and said, "How's it goin'?" I turned toward him to respond and he moved right up to me so that his crotch was in my face. I took in the smell of him, wondered how that thick uncut cock would look hard, wanted to take those big low-hanging hairless balls in my mouth. I thought I would faint. He put his left hand on my shoulder and with his right pulled back his foreskin, revealing his bright pink cock head; then he took his balls in his hand and rolled them around. I looked up those deep blue eyes and he winked at me and said, "we'll talk later".
2.8 1136 words 5 mins balls sucking  locker room

I'm a real hot jock, with a body which I've worked awfully hard to look good. Now, for me, there is only one real sport, and that is hoops, baby. I love to bang bodies in the paint, and I play very aggressively. Our coach likes a running game, so we stay in great shape. And I pump iron to keep my body strong enough to punish whoever wants to try to guard me.
3.6 1651 words 7 mins

Jerry was my best friend. I have know Jerry since before 2nd grade. Jerry should be home from training now. My dad is the foreman and owner of the sawmill in town. He's a monstrosity of muscles. He is about 6'02" and weighs at around 210 pounds. He is your average huge bear like man. Black short cut hair and black curly hair on his barrel chest.
3.8 3450 words 15 mins

Me and him were both in Year 11 and both 17, aside from that we didn't have much in common aside from biology class. Our height had alot to do with it, he was almost 6 foot so he played football and those guys tend to hang with each other, he always had a smile on his face not because he was incredibly amused or anything I just assumed it was because he was thick, the haircut didn't help either it was supposed to be marines but it looked like something on a slack jawed farmer. Because I'm just over 5'7" I stick to track pretty much all year, in the change room us runners look abit weedy next to the football guys but we're fast and we've got no fat.
3 1028 words 5 mins