Gay Big Tits Stories

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The Hanky Code Pt. 06

by His_fag_wife on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I walked in after Steve and he told me to stand in the corner looking to the door, with my feet apart. My hands held to my neck, my newly acquired tits wobbling in from of me, my walk forced to be bow legged by the big beast of a plug that was clenched by my hungry hole. Master S walked in a minute or two later and stopped in front of me, crossing his muscu...

This Thing Called Life Ch. 05

by noodneighbor on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The ride back from the frat to the hotel was a whirlwind of information and feelings. The ladies were celebrating my first job and saying how well I did though Ashley teased that she missed my "tits" which were now sitting in the back of our vehicle. Flavia, pressed against me in the back seat suggested she liked me both ways just fine, which I enjoyed until...

My Life as a Cuckold

by HerLittlePiggy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I heard the door open and my wife stumbled in. It was late but no later than her usual night out with the girls. She staggered into the bedroom and I could see in her eyes that she was drunk, which was also the norm for her weekly girls night out. I knew what would come next. She peeled her clothes off and left them in a pile beside the bed which creaked...

Summer Afternoon

by traggot on Oct 19, 2020
Gay Male

It was a beautiful summer afternoon, and Peter laid in the hammock. The breeze swung him lightly, and puffy clouds protected him from the sun. Peter was sleepy, and when he got sleepy, he got horny. The fence around the backyard was about six feet high, preventing anyone from peeking over. All the windows in his home and his neighbors' were shaded except fo...

This Thing Called Life Ch. 10

by noodneighbor on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This series ends but shortly you will see the characters in the TGirl Academy series. ***** So after making my decision to finally become a male to female, a Tree Girl if you will, my trainer Sarah relayed the info to Tree and the appointment was a week away. My stomach felt like it was doing cartwheels while doing loop the loops on a roller coaster but I...

My Friend Shares His Girl (I'm bi)

by Titsanddicks on Jan 21, 2020
Gay Male

True story as always here guys. Enjoy and rate please. *** My house was being fixed and we had to stay somewhere. I asked my friend James if I could stay with him for a few weeks. I was ecstatic... it was going to be just like old times. When we were younger we were pretty close; he knew I was bi and always down to fuck. I'm 6ft tall with curly brown here...

Bisexual Camping Adventures Ch. 01

by christian_hm on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

[Please note: the characters in this story are fortunate enough to live in a world where STIs and unplanned pregnancies are not an issue. Condoms are your friend - use them!] * "Oh my God, Jordan Capri is hot", Christian said absently as he stared as his computer screen. He and his good friend Zach were hanging out in his apartment on a warm Saturday after...

Would You Like To Come By? Ch. 02

by fullncreamy on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

It was excruciatingly slow at work! One half the business world seemed to be on siesta, the other half already retired and living in Florida. It was dead....again. A large portion of the office had suddenly come up sick or had emergency home repairs needing attending. Another sizeable portion had wandered away from the quiet office probably not to be se...

The Jack Off Sessions

by dlake on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

James closed the drapes, darkening the living room of his parents house while Brent inserted the DVD into the machine. With a press of a button, the movie started. The room was average sized. There was a beige corduroy couch with a small coffee table in front of it directly across from the covered windows. Against the wall to the right of the couch was a b...

A Time Gone Bi

by HerLittlePiggy on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I walked slowly up 42nd street toward Time Square. My eyes scanned the crowd, always alert, looking for the muggers and pick pockets that had become common place since the late sixties. The sound of a Marathon Checker Cab was followed by the familiar holler of the cabbie yelling at a drunk pedestrian as he stumbled off the curb and into the slow moving traff...