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Private Exam

by Rick_Olney on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Jack was only a college freshman but he was already tall — almost six feet — and muscular, with sun-bleached blond hair. He already knew that he was gay, an eager and insatiable cocksucker who had the hots for his roommate, best friend, and football teammate, Seth. Nothing much happened at this particular school except football, but that suited Jack. He was...

Cross-Country with My Uncle Ch. 02

by John Hill on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This wasn't the typical 'motel,' but a 'motor hotel,' and our room was on the third floor, and its easterly windows faced a large pasture; we had not pulled the drapes closed and morning sun filled the room and slanted across the bed -- and across me, still safely in the arms of my dear uncle, my face buried in his fuzzy chest. The raking rays brightly picke...

Aquata Cove Ch. 36

by Feare909 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 36: Voice of Mercy SLAM Another day, another line of questioning, and another look of sheer hatred from the young blonde male as the heat lamps blare down on him once again. Nigel shook his head as he looked through the glass wall between him and his 'guest'. Erin looked sadly at Merrick. His complexion looks terrible -- there are red blotches alon...

Cullen Ch. 04

by rckplsky on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Day 2 Continued Cullen sat in his car for a few minutes watched as the other cars entered and exited the parking lot. He felt like he was taking a risk, but he wanted to give this a shot bad. It had been a long time since he'd picked up a guy from the mall. He quickly got out of his car and locked it. He quickly found his way into the vast outdoor mall. He...

Master's Toy Pt. 01

by thedread on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

This is part 1 of a series. If people enjoy this I will continue posting the rest of the story. ***** I am on all fours, my thong-clad ass perkily jutting up into the air. I can feel the oil he's poured over my body begin to drip across my shaved, bleached asshole. He runs his calloused hands across my body. Partially he's doing this to spread the oil, b...

A Life to Remember Ch. 02

by asimplesoldier on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

***This story is fictional although some of the experiences including joining the military are accurate. This is my first in a series of stories and I would appreciate any comments, feedback and suggestions.*** * It had been almost years since I'd been with a guy and about as long since I'd even thought about it but as Jason unpacked his belongings I felt...

White Hot Beach

by pdxjo on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

It was one of those sweltering summer days when it was almost too uncomfortable to be on the beach. The sun blasted down on my oiled bronze body with a hot white intensity and the air was void of any breeze. Even the natural vegetation of the area was bleached white by the unusually warm weather of the Oregon summer. The white sand reflected the light and he...

Shirtcocking Stocky Studs

by danielblue on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Phil was sitting alone on a nudist beach and just about to pack up and head home because the beach was deserted. He had driven over a hundred miles to get to this place and he was very disappointed. Instead of wall to wall cocks and beefy butts all he saw was empty sand and pounding surf. Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, three stocky guys appeared and looked...

The Lawnmower Man Can

by danielblue on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I'd hired a guy to cut the lawn and tidy up the garden a little. I was sitting at my desk, pounding away at the keyboard, when I looked up and saw him through the window. I was instantly hard, and interested. He was just the most stunning man I had seen in a long, long time. His handsome face was fringed by sun bleached hair and when he caught me staring he...

The New Neighbor Ch. 02

by Lexxx408 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The knock came again, louder this time—three sharp raps. Here I stood, dried come matting the hair on my chest and stomach, and a visitor at the door. I thought at first to ignore the interruption; probably a peddler or Jehovah's Witness—at 7:45 a.m.? But an instinct crept upon me, something inside telling me that this was no intrusion. I made my way silentl...