Gay Age Regression Stories

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Jogger In the Woods

by timmywells on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"This isn't something I usually do. I can't believe I'm doing this." "Same here," I answered as the young man let me lead him off of the trail that wound through the woods of the State Park, and although I had no idea whether my new-found friend was telling me the truth or not, I had been. I didn't do this sort of thing usually, at least not since I was hi...

Holiday Companion

by KeithD on Nov 26, 2018
Gay Male

"Artistic-style gay male, 43, new to town, seeks local older male to introduce him to the holidays here. Companionship, local concerts, plays, restaurants, university sports. Holiday cheer and travel later if found compatible. Nonsmoker please." I had never advertised like this in a paper before, but Gill, an older, sometimes boyfriend of mine in Washington...

The Harem

by HyakinthosTheoi on Mar 6, 2018
Gay Male

Mina woke surrounded by naked limbs. Some pale, some golden skinned, all beautiful. A sleepy languor filled her body as she looked around the dimly lit room and a small but satisfied smirk tugged at her full lips. Youths piled on the bed, the floor, each other, resting their heads on lush thighs, soft stomachs and hard chests. How could she want anything e...

What I Saw Late One Night

by wild175133 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I can't believe this happened to me. Until yesterday I was just an average guy married with two kids, an 8-5 Monday through Friday job living in the suburbs with two cars and a mortgage. It all started when our 18 year old son had a friend over. It was getting late so I started to get ready for bed. As I was walking past his room I looked through his open...

Old Man Discovers... Ch. 15

by tnwriter on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

last sentence chapter 14..ass sticking out of apron This is only my second time in Fred's house. I was blown away by the massive master bath. The shower is at least 10x10, with three different shower heads located on three different walls. Hell, you could hold a naked party in there with room to spare. After an excellent dinner we sat finishing our wine and...

Vaseline, My Best Friend

by 46204_zipper on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I grew up in Arlington Heights, Illinois, and was a late bloomer. I was also a geek, but in the mid-1960s we didn't use that term. I was a serious student who liked technical subjects and military history. Most of my free time in high school was spent playing basketball with my male friends. I had dates but most girls did not let you do anything except fondl...

Station Ch. 00: Intro - The Game Bus

by darkfaded on Jan 22, 2020
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** ***Writer's Note*** This is my first time writing a story, hope you would enjoy reading it as much as me writing it. My characters narrated in the story, take on the appearance of Adam Foster and Nat Wolff from the show, room 104 season 1 episode 7, "The Missionaries." Sin...

The Game Bus Ch. 00 - Intro

by darkfaded on Mar 2, 2020
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** ***Writer's Note*** This is my first time writing a story, hope you would enjoy reading it as much as me writing it. My characters narrated in the story, take on the appearance of Adam Foster and Nat Wolff from the show, room 104 season 1 episode 7, "The Missionaries." Sin...

The Grand Duellist

by meris on Jun 28, 2016
Gay

Fierre is an 18 year old French Duellist in the city of Demacia. Standing at 5'10 he is smaller than many other fighters his age. Clothed from neck to toe in a skin tight black bodysuit which hugs the plump cheeks of his bum enticingly. Two long silvery white boots, the edges lined with a gold tint. Some leg guards coloured the same with a matching pair on h...

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Early Memories of Auckland 1950-60

by eljayb on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I got a part time job on Friday nights in the City and to go to my bus home I could walk through Albert Park. Believe me at 9-30 on a Friday night that place hummed, I could guarantee someone's warm lips over my welcoming cock within minutes of walking in. The lights were always broken so it was totally anonymous. You would just stand there and a hand would...