Alphabetical Listing of Gay Friendship Sex Stories - Page 18

Although I thought I was used to living in a "city", I'll have to admit that the size of Des Moines really impressed me at first. I've since seen Chicago and New York, so I've had to redefine my definition of "big", but that's another story. Anyway, I moved to the city, found a nice bottom half of an old duplex in what was once considered a definite slum area of the city but which has since been "rediscovered" by yuppies who have pumped a lot of money into fixing it up again. It is still old a little run-down, but is getting better and is definitely considered by my generation as "the place to live".
3.5 3872 words 17 mins anal sex fucking  balls sucking  big cock  blowjob

"Not at all," I said. I actually preferred nudity because I was curious about what Ted looked like under his clothes, and I was sure he yearned to see me nude as well. I began stripping, and soon we were facing each other in our birthday suits. Inevitably, our eyes darted to each other's groins, and I was happy to see that Ted's prick was a lot like mine, heavy-ended with the outline of a big head clearly visible under a thick foreskin. We stepped into the tub, Ted turned on the pump, and we were unable to see under the water because of the bubbles. We sat next to each other and submerged ourselves up to our necks. Ted broke the ice:
4.6 1475 words 7 mins

I move closer to you as your arm enfolds me in your quiet strength. I feel the warmth and power of your manly body next to me and I smile. We are one in Love. I reach out a hand, letting it glide along the line of your jaw, feeling the black stubble that grows there. Moving my fingers upward I touch your lips, remembering the pleasure they give, I smile one more. I brush the hair from your face, pausing to run my fingers behind your ear, then down your neck as I reach behind with my arm and pull you closer to me.
3.6 658 words 3 mins

I glanced down at my watch as I stumbled out of my car and tried to make out the time through my drunken eyes. "2:17 in the fucking morning. " I thought to myself. The bars just closed for the night and I had spent most of my evening trying to drown the depression I had been in all week but to no avail. I was still depressed. "So, why am I here?" I asked out loud to no one.
3.5 2658 words 12 mins

I don't. You wave your hand across my vacant face. "Hey! Wake up! Are you sure you're ok?". I blink and you clutch my arm, gently pulling me down to sit beside you. "You are gone, well and truly", you say, "Hell, how much did you do last night?". Again I stumble for words, "No more...Not...I mean, just the same as usual. Not that much, anyway.". Still you hold my arm, firmly yet gently. Your red heat against my warmth. I swear I will collapse and die here tonight, my heart exhausted. You are right. I have lost it, beyond all hope of return, intoxicated by you, by your touch, your mere prescence here enough to drive me insane.
3.3 2353 words 10 mins massage

I've grown up with a very conservative Mormon background. It is July of 2000 and I just turned 18 years old. I graduated high school last month. I've been accepted into a private university in the fall and I am working part time at a drug store almost a mile from my house. I usually have to walk to work because I don't have my own car and my parents always need theirs.
4.1 2763 words 12 mins

I offered him a drink as he was admiring my bachelor pad. We sat down on the couch and talked for a while, as we were finishing up our drinks. I asked him if anyone at the hospital knew he was gay. He answered with a hell no and we continued to talk. The only thing on my mind at this point is the feeling of his long hard muscular cock inside me.
3.9 930 words 4 mins athletic

As Roger and I had planned this meeting a week ago, I had avoided orgasm since to build up a load of sperm because I found my climaxes always more intense and satisfying when I had a large backlog of sperm to release.
2.8 2943 words 13 mins

Now I placed my thumb on top, compressing his ridge, while my index finger pressed into the hot spot under the glans. Matt was enjoying this, and so was I. For me, one of the nicest sensations in life is a man's hand wrapped around my cock, as was Matt's at that moment, steadying the shaft while the warm fingers of his other hand expertly flicked my foreskin back and forth over my hot hard glans. "Nice and sensitive, isn't it?" he asked. "I like what you're doing," I replied. Another experience I enjoy greatly is bringing a man's cock to climax by hand, using different methods depending on the cock and his preferences. If he's got a foreskin, I enjoy stroking up and over his ridge, then watching it run downhill over the tapered glans.
3.6 1716 words 8 mins masturbation

"I don't like to drink too much, though, 'cause I sometimes get a hangover," I added.
3.1 1833 words 8 mins