Most Read Gay College Sex Stories - Page 27

All my classes were over by early afternoon and I could work a few hours, then have the evening to workout and study whenever. I had been working out with Fred for the past few weeks of school. Actually, he was just showing me some good lifting routines. He was a transfer student from up north, but his buff body was what first attracted me.
4.1 1717 words 8 mins

When I graduated I got a scholarship to the biggest state college. I was nervous about moving 3 hours away from home, but soon found out I loved the freedom. I lived in a dormitory which was exclusively male athletes. At first I was afraid the other athletes might be a distraction, but I really enjoyed the masculinity and the camaraderie of all the other guys. I knew I was gay at the age of 16.
3.9 1570 words 7 mins athletic

I had gone to a movie on campus earlier that evening with a couple of fraternity brothers. After the movie, I'd stopped at the bar in the fraternity house basement for a couple of beers, then headed up to my room. Since I was a fraternity officer, I had one of the few singles in the house.
3.6 3775 words 17 mins first time

I saw Coach leaving on my way in, and almost all of the other guys were gone by the time I got my locker open and started stripping off. By the time I was down to my jock, the last guy was just combing his hair in front of a mirror and, a moment later, I heard the door slam. I was alone. I pulled my jock off and sat on the bench. I was sweaty, I was tired, and I was horny.
4.2 4148 words 18 mins

I am just your average Texas teenager, eighteen, 5'11", dark blonde hair, clear green eyes and a swimmers build. Nothing really special. My mother is Cuban, hence the name, but my father is a native Texan, as white as snow. It's always fun when I tell people about my heritage because they just can't understand how I can be part Cuban and still be so pale.
4 4092 words 18 mins encounters

It happened eight years ago when I was 19 and a sophomore at New York University. Then, as now, I was 6 feet tall and weighed in at 160, and I still have blond hair and blue eyes. I'm smooth, with what they call a swimmer's build, but my sport was basketball. On the day it all started, I was supposed to be heading off to one class or another, but just didn't feel like going.
2.9 1715 words 8 mins

In those days you went to London and never came back, and I had good reason. I'd hit on the girls at 16 and lost my virginity, screwed around plenty, but always had an eye for the boys -- an unfulfilled horny lust until I was 19.
3.6 2305 words 10 mins

Obviously, these groups are not the best way for gay students to get in touch on campus using the Internet. The rest of the newsgroup are oriented to any class discussion, or some other academic topic. Even when it was Fall, my body was living a Spring time, and I was feeling the need of meeting someone on campus and have some good time.
3.6 2084 words 9 mins friendship

My preacher had warned me there would be temptations. He told he that I had to forever abstain from my desires the moment I confessed to him that I was attracted to men. That I would be "made anew in heaven" free of my unnatural desires if I could simply fight and remain pure til the end. But looking at Mark, I knew that there was going to be a problem.
3.3 2723 words 12 mins beginnings

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 3003 words 13 mins