Oldest Gay Science Fiction/Fantasy Sex Stories - Page 2

He readjusted his load, and took off again, climbing ever higher into the hills. Around 4:00, he finally found what he deemed to be a perfect spot to camp. A small meadow, relatively flat, bordered the wooded area he came out of. There was a small stream nearby. He set up the small tent, stowed his gear in it, and went about preparing a quick meal. He usually just ate dehydrated things on these excursions as he didn't feel like lugging around a big stove. His only concession was a small burner to heat water with so he could have coffee in the mornings. He carefully made a small fire after gathering wood so he could have a little heat as dusk approached and the temperature dropped. He preferred camping in the open, away from the trees. This way, he could fall asleep watching the stars.
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What was it like to be a creature of the dark? Did he too crave blood? We had a resident Vampire. And a damn good friend too.. I kicked myself, looking at the Sign. "Brotherhood Tavern. We welcome everyone." Well, almost.. Sighing, I made the stage ready. My heart skipped a beat, when a hand laid itself on my shoulder. "I believe I owe you an apology.." I looked at the 7-foot tall form. "As I said, I am used to rejection. Perhaps too used to it.." I laughed shakily, and asked him to help me with the equipment. Thereafter, He was a frequent visitor..
3.1 1897 words 8 mins blowjob

The Dakir, Aziz, a youth of almost twenty circulations of the sun, handsome as a glittery rendered picture in Sherriff Jarounna's book of possibilities, the bibliophile with the curious, well not curious, say specialized, form of illustrated pornography that this part of town is celebrated for producing, famous from here to Yonki, even to Persestamp. Impossible positions of course, but so much fun trying. As this narrator, can attest, having been making this up for the benefit of an unstimulated emperor, Kharli of Fornrnu. Who likes to be told tales of this nature, as you dear reader, must also enjoy, as you've gotten embroiled in my sordid tale thus far.
3.4 1152 words 5 mins black men

I went to the parking lot to see it empty, and the theatre closed for the night. I was a little hungry so I stopped in at Denny's for a bite to eat. The place was packed with high schoolers and other assorted weirdoes. There was a small booth available, and so I took it. As the waitress brought me my iced tea she said, "Sir? I know this is an odd request, but we have a lot of people waiting, and there is one gentleman who is also dining alone, would you mind sharing your table? I am afraid he will have to wait too long otherwise..."
2.8 2457 words 11 mins chubby

People change, places change, times change. I lived, in a manner of speaking, through the Enlightenment, the age of Imperialism, and the Industrial Revolution. So much has happened since I was first brought forth from my mother's womb that it would take years just to tell you my experiences alone. What I will do for you is this- tell you one tale of lust, passion, and awakening that will have you calling me a liar one minute and wanting to bed me the next. Let me just say this before I begin. If you don't want to believe the story, or can't believe it, then don't read any further. It's that simple.
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"You mean 'your' world ended the day before yesterday," I said, assuming that this was his hyperbolic way of saying something disastrous had happened to him, like he'd been dumped by his latest lover, or forgotten to buy a lottery ticket which, if he had, he would have chosen the winning combination of numbers for, to enable him to become a multi-millionaire. Seem to be rather too many prepositions in that last sentence, but who the hell cares.
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Rusty was really good in the part, but the best part was his centaur costume - it was amazing how they had done it. At first I remember in my dream that someone in the audience next to me said it was two dancers in one costume, one playing the hind legs to Rusty's front legs and torso, but the closer I looked, and I even used my opera glasses, the more I could tell that it couldn't possibly be two guys. The legs were all human, for sure, all though they were in dark leotards to match the horse portion of Rusty's centaur body, but instead of trying to fake up some hooves, they'd left Rusty, like all the dancers, barefoot.
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"Yeah!" he laughed. "I mixed up a big glass of it and drank it a while back. I'm s'posed to think of what kind of centaur I want to be for it to work, but I think it would be great to be a humantaur! I think it's starting to work! It's been tickling my insides ever since I drank it!"
3.1 1206 words 5 mins twink  pool

Angel began to dream, it was a clearing in a forest... a lake, there was a water fall... the water was so clear... and there were animals every where, all so blissful seemed a shame not to encounter this natures place. With that though he steeped forward into this scene as though it belonged in a fairy tail... in fact he saw a few fairies.. down in the lake he saw something what appeared to be a person... this person seemed quite like what he was looking for in a man... but... how? just then he knew it was a dream... but how do you know your in a dream? on don'ts know until they are awake... He shook his head and tried to stop thinking about such useless things. Unsure what to do, he simply walked forward. A twig broke under his foot....
3.4 1231 words 5 mins twink  teen

"Its ok, everything's gonna be ok" He mumbled trying to console himself, he regained his composure and headed for the bathroom. Daniel's personality had always been selfless and independent. Always putting others before his needs, and now losing his job threatened his independence. It wasn't long after he reached the bathroom that he bursted into tears again. He stood in front of the bathroom mirror and a flashback of his dying grandmothers' voice came to him....
4.5 1931 words 9 mins young men