Gay Black Man Stories

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Birthday Surpise

by jared4ever on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Mitch was waiting in Jared's living room when he came home from work, loving the mix of surprise and excitement in his eyes when he registered the unexpected presence in his apartment. Before Jared could speak, Mitch sauntered over, removing his belt along the way, snapping the leather in his hands while holding his slave's gaze. He moved in close until thei...

After Eight

by Jhava on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The wooden door slammed shut behind them, oak, embedded with generations of memories. Alex’s hands reached around and behind Jared. He grabbed his ass cheeks through the thin black material of the pants and pulled him closer until he could feel Jared's cock, hard and hot, pressed against his groin. He rubbed his own hard cock against his lover, savoring the...

Our Fantasy Weekend

by newbieinmo on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This is our fantasy I met him on a gay networking site . I had been looking at and posting picture for a few weeks when I saw his picture. I was immediately turned on by his smooth body and gorgeous ass. Of course, I requested him as a friend and after a while, anxiously awaiting his response, I saw that he approved my request. We chatted back and forth a f...

You'd Let Him Do Anything To You

by catch1986 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

You see him standing in front of the bathroom mirror, in nothing but a red pair of boxers. Just imagine him masturbating in front of that mirror. His hands sliding down his skin. His fingers slipping into his underwear. The stirrings of a boner getting started. His hand moving around in the fabric. A wet spot appears in the front. Maybe one or two fing...

Graduating from My Fingers

by youngandslutty20 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Note: All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. ***** I've always been curious about gay sex. It might not have been a top priority, but I found myself fantasizing about something gay once every day or two for my recent years. I liked ass play, and fingered myself while I jerked off pretty regularly. I got tired of the preparation and cleanu...

Death in Eden Ch. 04

by sr71plt on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Pete need not have brought up my knowledge of Johnny The Club Wallace. I had that particular fucker ingrained deep inside me. A couple of years before Pete even transferred to the NYPD from San Francisco—and before I had been assigned to homicide—I'd been working the gangster beat. I'd gotten a bit too close to Wallace's employers in the Mafia, and that's w...

Christmas Returns to the Mall

by rapidran on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Wow, 2005 has come and gone. I cannot believe Christmas 2005 slipped by, New Years 2006 has gone and I am writing 2006 on my checks. Seems like each year the days just slip by. The stores are already putting out items for Valentines Day. I have already got that urge for a bag of cinnamon hearts. Even though Christmas is gone, I still had Christmas things to...

First Time With a Guy

by o123oleary on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I went to the bar with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. I'd been thinking about it for a long time and I still wasn't 100% sure I wanted to do it. The thought of it at times gave me a raging boner, at others a sense of shame and disgust. I'd fallen asleep at night fantasising about it and woken up in the morning with a wet patch on the sheets besid...

When Darkness Falls Ch. 03

by Little_panda2412 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Dear readers, thank you for all the positivity and support. Also, if any of my readers have any ideas for either of my series' or for a completely new series and/or story please send me the idea in a feedback. I will do my best to make that idea or story come to life for you. Matthew I set my alarm clock for nine in the morning so I have the time to comple...

The Grade Curve Ch. 02

by TheGradeCurve on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

The memory of my experience in Mr. Bassett's office was still in my mind during classes the following day. When I thought about Lane and the things that had happened, my mind wandered away from whatever my professor was talking about. A pencil was in my mouth. It tasted unreasonably salty. After class, I was sitting on a sofa in the school's lounge, clickin...