Gay Classroom Stories

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Classroom Adventures

by mmebutterfly on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It was one of the first days back from winter break and 18-year-old Kevin was hiding out from an all school assembly. He hated the exclusive all-boys boarding school his parents sent him too, and was happy to think he only had a few months left before graduation. As a gay man in a school of rich jocks, Kevin hadn't come out to anyone, happy to just be labele...

Black Classroom

by destroywhiteboys on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

NOTE: The students represented are all of 18 years of age. The classroom is a senior level course and is populated by all students of senior level education (18yrs) WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you! Remember that this is a work of fiction and should not be ta...

After School Project

by timmywells on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The classroom was empty except for one kid sitting in the front row. The kid, technically at 18 a man, was me, and while the school buses had left I had remained. Whether or not I was going to be joined by my science teacher, Mr. Arthur, remained to be seen. I had given Mr. Arthur a note on my way out of class earlier that day, the last day of school, and a...

Fear Falls Away

by anon_temptations on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

I stepped into the classroom, my heart beating so hard that I was scared the other students could hear it. I felt my face flush as a few heads turned my way, and I started to wish I was anywhere but here. I started to evaluate myself in my head; what must I look like? Did my outfit look too flashy? Did it look like I was trying too hard? Was my hair a mess?...

Teachers Ch. 02

by baroquecock on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I walked into the classroom and sat down at line of the middle desks. I was so excited, I had done everything Mr. Stone had told me to do and now I was ready for some cock! After five minutes, the men arrived. Mr. Stone, Mr. Broe, Mr. Sheer, Mr. Ramsbottom and unexpectedly to me- Mr. Byrne, Mr. Dunphy, Mr. Cullen, Mr. Black, Mr. Kinsella & Mr. Healy. This...

What Happens After Class

by c_t_k on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It was such a muggy classroom. It was humid and it was sticky in a heat wave in the middle of March. Logan was tired and hungover from the kegger the night before and all he could think about was getting back to his dorm room and sleep. He looked around at his fellow freshmen in the 9am economics class. There were quite a few of his buddies and a few disheve...

Earning The A

by Darksider on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

I groaned as I walked into my American History classroom. This wasn't the normal groan I gave every day I walked into American History class my senior year in High School, oh no, this was a much more scornful groan. Why? Because unlike every other day I wasn't walking into my classroom during school, instead after school was out, and everyone was going home....

The Personal Assistant

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

He caught my eye as soon as he entered the classroom. Most of the other students were women and seemed to be comfortable with each other and their dogs. It was a night-class dog grooming class. He—his name turned out to be Cal—stuck out like a sore thumb. For one thing he was somewhat of a bruiser. He was good looking enough—in fact very good looking in a bo...

Humiliation

by AgentK on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

"Renton Elliott Abernathy, come to the front of the classroom, please." Renton stood and did as his teacher asked, his eyebrows raised in curiosity. "Such a shame, isn't it, that the most talented young mage in his class is also an arrogant, disobedient little brat? Perhaps a severe punishment will help you realize the error of your ways." Renton looked e...

Hallowiener Pt. 04

by forummj on Jun 18, 2018
Gay Male

PART IV It had been a little over a month since my adventures in Mr Hamilton's classroom, and Becca hadn't bothered me for more 'favours'; Although in the back of my mind I kind of wished she had. Maybe that was a premonition as to what was ahead because no sooner had the season of miracles and granted wishes drifted in with a fresh blanket of snow, Becca c...