Most Read Gay Beginnings Sex Stories - Page 33

I have learned to take on only high-class lovers who have millions in the bank and wives and families to boot. I love to service the needs of these high rolling guys whose corporate decisions rip off you and me every day of our lives as their companies get bigger and bigger. Don't judge me too harshly; I didn't plan my life this way.
3.4 2741 words 12 mins

The damn things were driving me crazy. I'd tried everything from bug spray to those newfangled emitters that you plugged into the wall outlet for supposedly 12 hours of protection and blissful sleep. Nothing had worked as it was supposed to. I had bought an old fashioned fly swatter, and now turned on the light in my bedroom, and reached for the wire handle on my night stand.
3.6 2744 words 12 mins friendship

It was dusk on that late Spring evening, so the fog hastened the darkness and added an "other worldly" feeling to the approaching night. It was barely warm enough to be out on-deck, but after a long Winter of weekend runs to and from the island confined to the passenger cabin below, the open air was a welcome change.
3.3 3023 words 13 mins

I'd anticipated eating a good meal and paying about five times what it was worth, and I was right. The headwaiter had seated me at a table for two, one of a row along the back of the room. I was sitting on the bench side, alone at my table. Right next to me was another man about my age, seated on the bench, also alone.
3.4 2609 words 12 mins

I hadn't had a good fucking for at least two weeks. That doesn't mean I was without sex for the entire time. I had a few tricks. But none of them could satisfy that special need that itched at my ass. Don't get me wrong. I am not some Nellie queen who will throw their legs up for any hard dick. At 6'2", 190 lbs of hard muscle, I am not a whimp either.
3.9 2346 words 10 mins

He was so tiny, so small, so marvelously fragile. I felt sure that he could never muster a robust, deep, manly voice. He was just sitting on a bar stool, off in a corner, all by himself, being very attractive. At least, I thought he was attractive.
4 2583 words 11 mins

I first saw Axel when I was a lowly freshman at prep school and he was the student body president. He was one of those guys, obviously blessed by the gods. From one of the best families, keen of mind and wit, killer personality and graced with a body that made even straight guys take a second look. He was 6'2", not an ounce of fat on his tight muscular body.
3.6 3246 words 14 mins

I felt so strange as I lay there watching his chest rise and fall with the rhythm of his sleeping breath. I wanted to cry, to laugh, to sing out load. Instead I reached over and placed my hand on his chest. I felt his heart beating under his warm skin. It seemed so incredible to think that only a few weeks ago Jason was not a part of my life.
3.5 2482 words 11 mins

I made an appointment to have my teeth checked. I was not prepared for the young good looking man who came out to greet me when my appointed time arrived. He had the bluest eyes, a lean six-foot frame, brown hair, mustache, narrow waist, and looked to be in his mid-thirties. He was like no other dentist I had in the past.
3.7 2525 words 11 mins

I'm a bisexual male. Currently in my forties. I'm 6' 3" tall, weigh 230#, brown hair and eyes. When it comes to sex, I have an oral fetish. I love to service men, and women, orally. I prefer to keep my taste for cock discrete, since people tend to lump bisexuals and gays in the same category. I don't wish to be "trapped" into the gay lifestyle. The story takes place a few years ago.
3.3 1291 words 6 mins