Best Rated Gay Encounters Sex Stories - Page 23

I've been sucked and fucked and fucked and sucked in every borough; been brought off by priests in collars, pissed on by cops, rimmed construction workers on the way home to their wives, been part of orgies involving as many as twenty horny guys crammed into one toilet, had it on with beautiful boys, hunky young men, business men in suits, and randy grandpas.
3.6 693 words 3 mins

Right at the back, hidden by the side of a kiosk full of rows of mobile phone covers, there's a men's toilet. The first time I went in there I was twenty. It was early summer and I was back in Glasgow, back at home with my parents, from university. I think, by then, I was getting pretty comfortable about the fact I'm gay.
4.2 3983 words 18 mins

It wasn't the first time he had been there, he could be considered a "regular", if there were a term for that sort of thing. As he turned into the back parking lot of the store he saw there were no other cars there, so he thought it would be a solitary experience again. He so desperately wanted to have his cock sucked.
4.3 796 words 4 mins

I finished my cigar and said it was getting late and I should get going. He asked if I could drop him off at his motel. He got in my car and I noticed the bulge in his tight pants. We drove to his motel, and he said he had a date with five fingered Mary. He invited me in for a beer, so I followed him into his room and sat on the bed. He got me a beer and we talked some more. He took his shirt off and showed off his hairy chest. I told him I always wanted to be hairy like him, but nature made me smooth. He said he loved smooth skin and asked if he could see.
3.4 1339 words 6 mins hairy  chubby  big cock

A hand gets put on a thigh, and it stays there, and both parties smile because a new connection has been made, not yet sex, more sensual, pay attention to that thigh, it will be involved in sex later. I start to relax, and the clearest sign that I am relaxing is that I let my legs spread open. I look my buddy in the eye to say thank you, and we move together to kiss. There are so many different kinds of kiss, like the very first one, where you say to each other, we are having sex now, us buddies, us two men, because there is no where else in our culture where men kiss, it is only if two men have every intension of having some sort of homosexual sex. In relaxing mode, I let my lips part, and he enters me with his tongue.
3.6 2187 words 10 mins blowjob  bubble butt  rimming

I was 20 years old, 5'10" and weighed 160 pounds. As most young men, I was horny all the time. I had already been to a cinema that played gay movies several times. However, I felt that just a hand job through a glory hole was not enough to still my senses anymore. I needed to see and experience more.
4.2 8749 words 39 mins first time

"It's over there," I said, pointing towards a door in the back. He went back there and went in, but didn't close the door all the way. I almost died when I realized that there was enough of a crack in the door for me to watch him piss. I stood there, not being able to move, as he hauled out a monster-sized cock, and a golden stream of piss began to flow. My dick got hard instantly.
3.1 779 words 3 mins hunk muscular  monster cocks

I entered Rt. 78, after journeying from Washington Rock Road, via Mountain Blvd, up the hill, which I only new as the 'steep hill', not worrying about what it was actually called. , after zipping down the long and winding road at speeds unmentionable. What a joyride, I can tell you! I could probably outdo any cop cruiser, but kept to the 35 mph speed limit, til I reached the turnoff for 78. I knew the cops didn't tolerate speeders along this drag of highway, but often saw some hot ones cruise by. Sometimes I wondered if it would be worth getting a speeding ticket? Nah. However, maybe I'd be getting my wish, as I saw the red lights flickering behind me. I pulled over on the shoulder of 78, right before the Berkeley Hts. turnoff.
3.6 1439 words 6 mins twink  teen

In bed that night I remembered how his lips enveloped the bottle, how his tongue slightly entered the neck. Just then I reached into my bag and got the bottle. At that moment it was no longer a drinking container, it became my object of my overactive lust. First, I put the bottle to my lips like he did, then slowly I took more and more of the bootle into my mouth till I could hardly breathe. I envisioned the hard plastic in my mouth was his warm, large cock. Just then I kicked my pajamas off and plunged the bottle deep inside of me. I came the first time with the initial thrust. Each thrust after brought on wave after wave of orgasm.
3.1 1144 words 5 mins hunk muscular  latino

All five of the cubicles were occupied and two men stood waiting. At least one was standing, peering through the gap between door and wall of the middle cubicle. The other was crouched down, looking under the door. Sam was in the second cubicle, sitting on the toilet, but like the man beside him and the other at the far end, he was watching the action going on in the third and fourth toilets.
3.1 581 words 3 mins