Author Sorting of Gay Sex Stories - Page 232

It was something I truly hated being. Most of all I hated being alone right now, naked in the corner of my room. This kind of alone was new, brand new. This was an alone brought on by rejection. I finally found something I hated more then being alone, and I didn't like that knowledge. I stood up to my full height of 5'7.
3.4 1256 words 6 mins friendship

The apartment complex where I lived had a fairly large maintenance staff. None of the men involved in the painting, roofing, and landscaping of the buildings, though, had his muscular body, his large blue eyes, his wide smile with sparkling white teeth, and his beach boy blond hair. Like me, he was in his late 20s, I guessed.
3.9 2319 words 10 mins beginnings massage

Out of the corner of my eye I could see the office door open and Adam make a bee-line straight for me. Oh shit, I thought, smiled and swiveled my chair to watch the auditor take the last few steps towards me, laden with a very full lever-arch file. Placing the file on my desk both our eyes studied the page in front of us.
4.1 2945 words 13 mins encounters

The 2 guys in this room are both jocks. Tall, lean hard bodies. I'm really horny and I hear 1 of the guys in the shower. I decide to hide in his closet so I can look out the slats in the door when he gets out of the shower and jerk off while he dresses. He comes into the room just as I hide in his closet.
2.6 649 words 3 mins masturbation anal sex fucking  hairy  big cock  bubble butt

One day there was a knock on the door, it was the police. My wife had had a heart attack at work and died. I of course was in shock as a loved her dearly even though by this time I had realised I was gay. Let me explain we had been married for 10 years, and when I married her I was, like a lot of gay guys, denying that I was gay.
3 1367 words 6 mins beginnings

I'm 24... Alright, alright. I'm twenty fucking seven. So what? I'm kinda worried about being twenty seven because they always told me that rock 'n roll is a young man's music. Fuck that! As long as the music's not too loud, I'm not too old! But the music is in me, man. Rock 'n roll is my life. I belong to a band. The name of the band is not important. Just like my real name, that's all you need to know.
4 3527 words 16 mins friendship

We went through Jr. High School together, High School, and then to the same college. As kids we built tree houses together, played army, went fishing, camping, skate boarding, all the things boys love to do. In High School we double dated and both went out for the same soccer team, continuing our jock interest in soccer on into College.
3.6 4112 words 18 mins college & friendship

My name is Jonathan, I'm 21 years old Filipino guy, just 5'5" short and as some friends tell me good looking. Anyway with 21, I am the oldest guy in class now, the others are all 18 or 19, some maybe 20 already. I'm coming from a big family, living in the north of the country and lucky me I can now study at the university. I'm just a freshman as my family could not effort earlier to send me here.
3.3 2590 words 12 mins college

He was tops in everything during the first tough weeks of boot camp, and now that our training was almost over, he still was number one. He came into the Corps with a damn fine body. Firm, muscular arms and legs, a broad chest and meaty shoulders, a tough gut and a good round ass. Blond, blue-eyed guy was a true stud, the kind of guy you see on the recruiting posters.
4 2341 words 10 mins military

Turning out lights off, he waved me back to the darkened entrance to the rear of the building, cautioning me to be quiet as we slipped into the cold, dusty shell that would one day never remember the salty, crisp scent of new mortar over the light dusting of rugs and wallpaper and paint.
3.9 2283 words 10 mins friendship