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Couchsurfing

by Pissdrinker on Mar 6, 2018
Gay Male

Please note that although essentially a true story, condoms were used, which I have omitted for the purposes of this piece. Stay safe guys. *************************************** We work all summer and travel in winter, living in the sticks but with a train station not too far away that has connections to Paris and another airport that can be convenient...

The Couch Conclusion

by eyelevel123 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

At 49 and in the Midwest I just had an unbelievable sexual experience. What I didn’t know at that moment was that another was to follow very quickly. I stood up from my kneeling position on Mike’s living room carpet and asked where his bathroom was located. Mike, had just fallen back into his chair still naked as I looked him over. He had a wonderful calmne...

Casting Couch

by SexTandav on Jul 15, 2020
Gay Male

As the dusk started to settle and the lights on the Bangalore skyline started to brighten with street lights Deepak got up from his portable armchair. He was reading a Nancy Drew fiction novel. He folded the chair and holding it with one hand walked towards the stairway at the far end of the terrace. When he reached the bank of elevators on the top floor lan...

Rewriting Singularity Ch. 12

by el_wing on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The couch was lived-in. I like that about furniture-- one more thing I had in common with Hec, I presumed. We fidgeted our feet, scratched our crotches and chewed our lips. I took the lone candy cane from the box that sat between us and looked into Hec's eyes. Pete watched us both. Char had insisted we bring him down to watch us finish decorating the tree. I...

Christening the Couch Ch. 01

by Steplianna on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Laying in his bed, engrossed in his favorite daydream about his roommate, Trey, Tye felt his cock begin to swell; reaching for it, he wrapped his fist around the thickening shaft and set up a friction that matched the intensity of his thoughts which began with slow, erotic visions. Envisioning Trey’s smooth, naked body in the shower with the steaming water...

Christening the Couch Ch. 02

by Steplianna on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Tye woke up late in the morning with Trey's head resting on his shoulder, arm wrapped around his chest. He had to look twice to make sure he wasn't dreaming; he had really fucked Trey last night. It had been so hot…and yet now there was something else. As he looked at Trey's sleeping face, looking so sweet and childlike as he slept, he felt something stir in...

Director's Couch

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I often did things backwards in life. The old Hollywood adage goes that many a starlet—and we can add many a leading man, now that the cat is out of the closet on that—got their film career break by the audition they did on the director's or producer's couch. In my case, however, I got the part before the director had me taking direction under him on his cou...

On The Couch

by JimBob44 on Feb 13, 2018
Gay Male

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by me, using Microsoft spell-check. You have been forewarned. ***** Danny O'Neil strolled the halls of Connelly Community College, leisurely making his way to his World History 201 class. It was May, the sun outsi...

Stranger on the Couch Ch. 01

by PSNudist on Mar 28, 2018
Gay Male

I woke up with a start, raising my head and looking around my messy bedroom as I rubbed my eyes. I soon realized that I could have been awakened by the pounding in my head. Too many martinis last night? I tried to remember and came up blank. In desperate need of aspirin, I pulled the comforter off me and immediately felt the room's chilly air on my naked bo...

Reflections...and Ben Ch. 02

by Corjix on Oct 9, 2018
Gay Male

The couch and the floor soon become littered with our shirts, undershirts, shoes, wallets, keys - all the things that get in the way as Ben and I struggle to find a comfortable way to make out. Driven by mutual desire, we put up with the lumps and barriers of scratchy fabric until we both start to laugh. We just sit up and laugh. I snuggle my face next to hi...