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Personal Coaching Ch. 01

by BeltBuckle on Apr 3, 2019
Gay Male

There was good news and bad news! Good news was that I finally turned eighteen years old. I was dreaming about this day for ages - finally being considered an adult. I was filled with a sense of personal freedom that made me feel like I could do anything. Well... almost anything. The bad news was that at my ripe age of eighteen, I was still a virgin. I was...

Mr. Right Now Ch. 04: Fred Pt. 01

by KenJames on May 4, 2020
Gay Male

It's Saturday night. I'm at a gay nudist party. Technically, the group isn't a sex club. If a guy just wants to hang out with other naked guys, he can do that. But, at most parties, there's a room with gay sex videos playing and live men playing with each other—hand jobs, blow jobs, butt fucking, whatever. I'm standing near the video room's back wall, idly...

Thor's Training Ch. 02: Open Up, Boy

by bigsubject on Jul 4, 2018
Gay Male

She smiled. It wasn't the devouring cat smile I'd seen so many times when she talked about the boys she trained, devoured, and kicked out. It was pleasure and kindness and a little hard certainty boring into me. I'd let her do me anytime. Maybe that's why we were friends all along. "Okay, David. I'll see you again. I want to admire your body and your collar...

Polar Opposites? Ch. 01

by theilluminaughty on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Hey Guys, So I'm writing this story because of my newfound love for chub bellies. Shout out to EightByte on Tumblr, because he is the inspiration for the first-person character. There won't be any pregnant people, at least not this chapter, because I want to do Bryce some justice. The Illuminaughty --------------------------------------------------- We...

Abs and I

by abadmirer on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

When I left school at the age of 18 I was very skinny ; 5 foot nine inches and weighed about 8 stone (not quite the 98 lb weakling of the advertisements but not far off!) When I went to university I decided to go to a gym to put on some weight. There weren't too many around in the late 1960s, but I found a funny old place in Upper Queen Street. We'll call it...

Jocks of the South Pt. 09

by scottgoulding123 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Sorry for the major delay in this chapter! I had gone on a vacation after my exams and then I got busy with work. Thank you to everyone for their patience :) Enjoy! *** Unloading Guns It was warm, and sweaty in the sleeping bag when Nick woke up the next morning. His backside felt stiff, the inside of his body was raw and his loins ached at the thought of...

Tommy the Milker Ch. 06

by InoueMegumi on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I woke up to the sound of the alarm clock going off. I groggily came awake and sat up on my elbows. I was a little confused at first about where I was but through the early morning light starting to filter in through the windows. It all quickly came back to me about yesterday. Me watching Uncle Lucas stroke that big beautiful hard cock as he feed me his yum...

Giving Guys a "Good" Massage

by Dikk_Turpin on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

Guys never admit they need assistance. Just take male drivers that get lost - how often do they admit they need directions? It never happens. And this is what is so great with guys - you can fuck them in semi-public, and they will rarely, if ever, shout for help! Ever straight guys - or as a matter of fact - ESPECIALLY straight guys. Which I have done repeat...

The Professor and the Boys Ch. 01

by TAHammer on Mar 18, 2020
Gay Male

Ever since he had moved to the new college town to teach, David had had a hard time meeting guys. The move was about 100 miles from his old college, but it might as well have been a thousand. He had started to miss Charlie and all the other young guys who surrounded him at his old college. He was an attractive guy. He worked hard to keep his body in good s...

Mr. Right Now Ch. 07: Mustang

by KenJames on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

It's an hour before dawn and still dark as night when I leave my house. I'm dressed in a jockstrap, shorts, and running shoes. It's mid-spring and the humid air feels like a hot wet towel as I walk down the street to warm up. I turn onto Manor Road and jog slowly west. As I pass the streetlight at the intersection of Manor and Cherrywood, an old beat-up bl...