Gay Cheesy Stories

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Down in the Park

by Turbidus on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Just a quick hook up tale that I hope you find interesting. All the characters are over 18. As usual I want to thank LarryInSeattle for his editing assistance. Helpful comments are always appreciated. Enjoy. ***** I stood at the urinal, pretending to take a leak, for a minute or so. Anyone paying attention would have realized I wasn't actually pissing...

Two Southern Gentlemen Ch. 14

by htausten on May 4, 2020
Gay Male

Content/trigger warning: This series contains bullying, homophobic language, and non-consensual sexual acts, but they are integral to the plot and character development so please take them in context. * DUSTY I woke up this morning and for half a second my brain is mercifully empty, but then it's overflowing with the memory of everything that happened yes...

Massage First time Man to Man

by bidavy on Jul 30, 2019
Gay Male

I found him in the classifieds, this was in the late 90's, long before internet and the kind information I was looking for was hard to come by for a naive but sexually charged 22 year. I was so nervous, I almost didn't get to the door. Once inside his townhouse he told me about his massage therapy rates, there were 3 styles of massages he offered and the thi...

Duplexity Ch. 02

by Venereae on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

"Uh, yes," I said into my phone. "I need a large supreme pizza, extra—" "Dude, no black olives," Jamie shouted, without looking away from the TV. "A large supreme pizza, no black olives. Extra cheese, extra mushroom, and thick crust." Once the order was confirmed I threw myself onto the couch and stared at the TV. "Food is ordered. Can we play now?" I roll...

Opening Z Ch. 08

by polaris_flight on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I got in my car just passed noon. I texted Dad to let him know that I was on the road in 5 minutes. He told me to watch traffic on 26. I smirked and texted thanks! I put the phone on hands free and dialed Brett. It rang and went to voice mail. "Hey this is Zach. Just calling to say hey. I'm on my way to lunch with parents. I'll be back in town about 330-400,...

A Different Kind Of Fairytale Ch. 02

by danielblue on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

(this is the second part of the 'A Different Kind of Fairytale' story) Prince Charming sighed as Princess Clarissa started fondling his cock through his satin pajamas. The woman was insatiable. Three month after getting married she was not yet pregnant and she was getting desperate. Already her family had started casting aspersions on Prince Charming's...

Doing Mr Pepperoni

by danielblue on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

We called him Mr Pepperoni. I remember his last name started with a P but we could never pronounce it properly, no matter how many times he tried to correct us. I think he was from Lampedusa, or it could have been Malta or somewhere else, but he had grown up in Australia so he had an Australian accent. Mr Pepperoni was the most exotic creature I had ever se...

Wrestler's Shower

by Maximus_Crassus on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

In high school I had been the best on my wrestler on my team. I had gone to state in the 195 weight class my junior and senior year but had never taken home the title. My sophomore year, before my growth spurt and finding my love of working out, I had lost at regionals in the 160 weight class; and freshman year I had been the Junior Varsity wrestler in the 1...

Winners and Losers Ch. 09

by bawdybloke on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

The premise of this story, is that after the match, the losing team provides sexual satisfaction to the winning side. Previous chapters are on Literotica. ***** I was certainly a little nervous about returning to work a few hours after sucking most of my colleagues in a hotel bedroom behind a gloryhole constructed from a vandalised hotel duvet. I had swal...

Bizarre Love Triangle

by Christian Black on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It took a lot of work to set this up. Aligning the woman I was in love with into a conspiracy against her boyfriend, John, my room-mate. Playing people like chess pieces without them becoming aware is a subtle art requiring skill, patience and careful planning. This planning occupied my mind to such a degree that I never stopped to examine my own motives. I...