Gay Drowning Stories

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Serpent's Salvation Ch. 06

by Ophiucus on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This story is fiction, copyrighted and property of the author. It can only be reprinted with permission of the author. Any resemblance to anything or anybody is one hell of a coincidence. If M/M stories offend you or are illegal for you to view, scram. * He was drowning. After hearing of Sebastian's impending arrival from Mych, Aurel had lectured himself...

The Vacation House Ch. 12

by 1Puck1 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

My first week is finally done and over with here at Keene State. It sure has been a completely different experience than it was during my freshman year at the University of Rhode Island. I would not say that it was more difficult, just different. Walking across the campus to get to the parking lot by the Keene Community Ice Arena is an adventure in itself....

Falling

by OwenBurke on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

We bounced up the rutted road in Jarod's old battered pick-up truck until we reached the top of the hill. It was windy and cool but the sky was as blue as glass and brightly colored leaves cascaded down around us. "Get ready," he said when we reached the top of the hill and drove between two gigantic oak trees. The trees opened up into a huge field, flat a...

Freaks

by GrotesqueBurges on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

My name is Atlas. I like freaks. You know, the people with funky haircuts, pale skin, piercings galore, and tattoos to boot. I've always been attracted to that type of person, so I became one. I dyed my hair black, shaved off all my body hair (eyebrows included), got some piercings... that sort of thing. Ever since the "transformation" I no longer feel shy....

Alleyway Rendezvous

by lexxie_mckenzie on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Shannan said to meet him late at night. As ever there was no specified time, and in the absence of a particular meeting place, Daniel could only assume they would meet here. The alleyway nestles between towering, anonymous apartment blocks and the only thing people remember about the alleyway is that they can leave their rubbish there. It's piled, high and h...

My New Master

by jasoninsjca on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Finding a new place to live is always a drag and I was spending Saturday morning looking through the online classifieds for someone to share a house or apartment with. There were plenty of ads that looked just fine but one jumped out at me and raised my curiosity. It was an ad from a 50ish guy looking for a guy to share his four bedroom house. That in itself...

Unnatural Thirst Ch. 01

by guyprime on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

The evening New England air was getting colder and crisper as the days slowly marched towards the beginning of Fall. The semester was starting soon, and Lee was glad to be going into his senior year at the local university. He sharply took in the air through his nose before letting out a fog off his breath. The weather had been very favorable lately: sunny c...

Camping With Tom Ch. 02

by writedoctor on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Don's eyes fluttered open to view the blue-green mural of their canvas tent. Pressed against the thin coverlet, his piss hardon ached for relief. He stretched, yawned loudly and picked up his boxers with splotches of dried semen. He'd slept with eerie dreams but the activity with Tom last night was no dream. Morning sunlight filtered down through a canopy o...

Watching

by wildsweetone on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It took me 4 minutes to cross the road and pull into Number 73. The traffic was nonstop and slow moving most likely due to the rain. I drove the length of the driveway and pulled up under the carport. There'd be no one home for hours and parking there would save me getting soaked. With my basket of cleaning equipment in one hand, I opened the car door and g...

Yugoslav Flour Mill

by lexxjld on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

(also known as horny_dad or lexxjld on some sites) ==== In August 1964 I was hitchhiking up through Yugoslavia from Greece. It had been a long hot day with few lifts, and at lunchtime I found myself walking through a small dusty village. There was one shop, so I bought myself a cold drink, and continued through the village looking for somewhere to sit in t...