Gay Defeated Jock Stories

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The Boyfriend Experience Pt. 03

by Frank8787 on Oct 19, 2020
Gay Male

The car pulled into Scott's driveway and the two men walked into the empty home, Scott's hand around John's waist. This was uncharted territory for both of them, as Scott was not typically this handsy or affectionate with John. But this was his birthday gift and he wanted to take advantage of the situation as much as possible, delighting in making his mascul...

Across the Threshold

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I wanted it. I knew I wanted it, and he knew I wanted it. I just couldn't take that step over that threshold—and I kept fooling myself about wanting it. He owned the exercise facility with another guy. Jake and Ted. I knew they were a couple. I knew that before I signed up for a membership. Jake was the muscle part, the trainer; Ted, a good ten years younge...

A Lot in Common Underneath

by Ken Nitsua on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Author's note: This story is very loosely based on a true reminiscence I found posted on the Net. My apologies to the anonymous author of the original whom I cannot acknowledge by name. KN * Years ago, I had a job that kept me on the road a lot. Sometimes I had to share a room. On one trip I went with Ethan, who had been at the company only a few months. W...

Locker Room Lust

by sexfiend on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

My name is Brian im 18 yrs old and can’t get enough sex. It all started out in high school being in the locker room with other naked, sweaty guys. I would always see all the sweaty guys changing in front of me. I couldn’t help but get horny. It was the same thing everyday, after gym class we would head to the locker room and hit the showers. I would all way...

Zach's Dark Desires Pt. 02

by BadColinBaxter on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Zach hung limp and defeated, restrained against the coldly clinical white tiled wall, The Man's words echoed in his head. Had he thought about what it would be like if one of the men commenting on his videos managed to get a hold of him? One of them, or perhaps more than one? Yes of course he had. He thought back to the first time one of those comments had c...

Defeated Jock Ch. 06

by maxpotter on Jun 9, 2020
Gay Male

Kam could feel Taylor trembling. It was weird, as the sensations came up from his feet on Taylor's back. Kam gave a half smile. He knew what was causing Taylor's nervousness, and his blind obedience. Taylor was worried about the punishment he would receive. Kam had been considering it, not having made his mind up yet. Taylor's fear pushed Kam to make it real...

Dear Diary Ch. 04

by carsonshepherd on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

Tuesday September 14, 1988 10:55 pm Here I Go Again. Oh God oh fuck oh God. The locker room. Today. I still can't fucking believe it, my hands are shaking so bad I almost can't write this. Coach was really pissed because we had such a bad practice. Mostly he was pissed at Travis and me because we kept screwing up the snaps. I was too distracted knowing h...

Chris Donaldson

by tazemebro on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

All characters in this story are over the age of 18. * Chris looked at the door to room 119, wondering if his roommate was already in there. No message board on the door yet, nothing but the retro-looking construction-paper nametags taped up by the RA. Should he knock? No, it was his room too, and he was a sophomore, not a nervous freshman. Ok, he was a l...

Unnatural Thirst Ch. 03

by guyprime on Apr 9, 2019
Gay Male

Bryce's left hand was groping against the tile wall, looking for something stable to grab onto as he felt every muscle start to tense up. "I've got to cum. I NEED to cum. FUCK I want to shoot my cum!" His eyes were closed tight. His mouth gaped open in a silent scream of pleasure and ecstasy. But just before he released his seed, Bryce looked down at his coc...

AAA Service

by sr71plt on Aug 28, 2017
Gay Male

The pickup basketball game at the dorm ran late and I had to get out to the polo field lickety-split or I'd miss the start of practice. So, I stripped off my T and used it to dry off my chest and pits, tossed it in the backseat of the trusty vintage T-Bird convertible, and roared off toward the mountains, toward the practice field at the Moss Grove winery in...