Gay Fart Stories

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Giving Smithy a Bum-Job

by Robert_Furlong on Aug 22, 2017
Gay Male

He kept going on about how hard-up he was. How he hadn't had his cock up an arse for however long it was and how his balls were so blue that a fart would get him off. Me and Biggsy kept laughing at how desperate he was acting but I kind of felt sorry for him in a stupid sort of way. Smithy's the only bender we know in our dead-end little town, and it can't...

Sacrificed by Curiosity Ch. 03

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Donatien started lathering up my asshole with a glob of salve. He gave a command, and I found my legs being flipped up into the air and spread farther apart, my hips suspended slightly above my head. Don walked around to in front of me, holding his gigantic cock in his hand and pulling it in gentle, long strokes. He placed the bulbous head of his member at t...

Better Friends

by robertreams on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The night has gone quite splendidly. I am up forty bucks from our weekly poker get together. There's forty bucks my wife June, will never know about. Maybe I'll even tell her I lost twenty. It's not that there's a problem, It's just nice to have some playing around money. As I gather the stinking ashtrays flowing over with cigar and cigarette buts, stick my...

Booth Adventures

by lckscknfck7 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The first time I ever saw another guy jerk off was at a nudist colony called Naked City in Indiana (near the Dunes, I think). I was 18 when I went with an older friend from work on a dare. The same friend asked me to sleep with his wife on a camping trip a year later, but that's another story. It seemed the clientèle was enjoying the view of my naked, 18 ye...

Eddie, Gina and Me

by bjmichaels on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

I swear to God: Never, ever have I had the slightest romantic interest or felt a physical attraction to a guy in my entire life. My carnal interests were purely heterosexual. Women are shapely and soft; smell nice and are smooth to the touch. Men are rude, crude, and socially unacceptable. Men belch and fart in public without shame; they make inappropria...

Indentured

by kalanac on Jul 16, 2017
Gay

The cart rocks back and forth as the horse pulls it along the uneven road, jostling you about. So far you've managed to wedge yourself between the other goods to avoid being slammed about. "Other goods", god above, to think you are now someone's damned property! You glare at the rough planks of the floor as you think back to the day your father sol...

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David

by Timpoo on Oct 3, 2018
Gay Male

David sat at home in his kitchen on a plastic chair and felt the last few dribbles of piss run from his dick and into his underpants whilst what had not been soaked up by his wet grey corduroy shorts made a puddle underneath him. He pushed his lap-top away from himself and ran his hands over the front of his saturated corduroy. Now he had finished wetting hi...

Sir and Faggot

by skinnysailor on Apr 15, 2020
Gay Male

I've been single for a while. A sixty something six foot, hundred and ninety pound gay man with salt and pepper hair, a good job, and a modest paid for suburban home in a small Southern Ontario city. I'm too old for the bar scene. The music is too loud. The pretty boys aren't interested in an old fart, and I'm not interested in an unshaven, pot belly leathe...

Millstone - Novel 01 Ch. 13

by RickHeathen on Oct 19, 2020
Gay Male

Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) All Rights Reserved © 2020, Rick Heathen This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental...

Woodbridge Academy Ch. 08

by elno2015 on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

"Why don't you take some time to think about it?" "No, Dad. I just want to get the hell out of here." I demanded, letting my head fall back against the door. I should have known this wouldn't go over well with my father. He'd want to know reasons and I didn't want to fess up to why I was practically a sobbing mess on my dorm room floor. It was taking everyt...