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My First Sexual Encounter

by thebikinilover on Jan 13, 2018
Gay Male

My first time giving and receiving head goes way back to the 80's when I was nineteen, my best friend Mark whom I'd known since four years of age was my first sexual encounter. Although I had been stroking my cock for years I'd never been jerked off by anyone else, I was shy around girls and spent most of my spare time playing football. I'd just turned 19...

Colorado Rocky Mountain Bi Ch. 03

by walterio on Apr 17, 2019
Gay Male

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter contains bisexual encounters with a bi-guy and gay guy. It also contains straight sex. BACK TO GORDY On Monday morning, I left Sandy and Gordy sleeping in bed when I went to work. Sandy was flying back to Denver later that day and Gordy would prepare for his interviews that week. I got home from work around 6:00 PM and joined G...

The Gulf Coast Shrimp

by Coxswain on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

CINDERELLO THE GULF COAST SHRIMP Bibbidy-Bobbidy-Blowjob For curious.bibottom * I got a simple question. You ready? I mean, where does it say the little guys always got to lose? That don't make no sense. Okay, take my case. I live on the Gulf Coast, meaning Nature somehow don't seem on our side. If ya'll live in the Gulf, you know what I'm saying. Than...

A Natural 'Gurl'

by sexyR2 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Yes, I know that it has been a few years since I last posted. I was busy. I hope, however, that this new story makes up for the delay. It is in a new category for me, gay male instead of gay female like two of my previous submissions. Enjoy! Debbie, er, sexyR2... ***** Today... When the somewhat urgent knocking came to the door, Debbie knew in an inst...

Master and Slave - The Road Trip

by Harry_Ballsack on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Day 1: The sub sat in his room with butterflies in his stomach and his heart pounding in his chest. After over a year of chatting and trading emails with Master he was going to finally meet him. Two times in the past they had made plans to meet for a session when Master was going to be traveling in the area where Slave lived but situations came up that forc...

What Do You Want Me to Do?

by Cyanlot on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

Dear Ted, I hope you're having a nice weekend with Wendy. No ... I don't, really. I just said that to sound nice. But I'm not feeling nice. So why should I try. Honestly, I don't know what more you want from me. If you wanted to end the whole thing because you thought it was wrong or because it threatened your sense of masculinity, at least I'd understan...

The Shower

by James_444 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"You're sopping wet!" Harry exclaimed when he opened the door. "No kidding," James retorted dryly. "I was a halfway to my car when the sky opened up and dumped buckets on me. I figured that I could dry out here while I visited." "Sure, no problem," Harry said. He watched as James slipped his shoes off. A plan began to take shape in his mind and he smil...

Inventory Night

by bullockhall on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

My name is Mike Martin. I'm 21 years old, 5' 8" tall and weigh 127 pounds. I have blue eyes and blonde hair I like to wear long. And I'm gay. I've known I was gay since I was 10 years old. I live in a small town in Missouri with my mother, a single mom. I never met my dad. Mom knows I'm gay, but nobody else does. I've always been too shy to tell any school f...

Changing Teams

by shptchr on Mar 12, 2019
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Dear Reader: This story is a response to a request. It's a stretch for me to try an unfamiliar genre. Since I am not gay and have very little experience interacting with the gay lifestyle, please excuse my naive view and know I wrote from the heart. Regards, shptchr. As always, th...

The Tailor's New Shop Boy

by ThomasStevenson on Nov 18, 2019
Gay Male

"Gotta go, this is my stop." Philip fired off a farewell text to his friend as he got up, shoving his thick, hairy, tan feet into his flip flops. He didn't bother adjusting his singlet, which continued its slide down one of his muscular shoulders, slouching halfway down one side of his beefy rugger's physique. A dusting of reddish chest hair made a thin "t"...