Gay Feminine Stories

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Eyes Like Winona Ch. 08

by Cruel2BKind on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

*I'm taking eighteen credits this semester. That's not an excuse, seeing as the procrastination started this summer, but studying was part of the reason this installment was so late. I hope I'm not getting a reputation, but on several of my stories now, I have taken way WAY too long to finish things up. :( I just want to tell you all one thing. I work har...

One Day at a Time

by NRMathis on Apr 17, 2018
Gay Male

I examined myself in the mirror one last time before I left my apartment. My brown hair was tied in a low pony tail and my outfit was casual, but calculated. The colors served as a good contrast to my pale skin and brought out my green eyes. I took care to stay in shape, and my appearance was something I was confident about. It was something I knew I had goi...

Wild Flower Ch. 11

by vanalas on Feb 6, 2018
Gay Male

Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Welcome to the 11th chapter of this intriguing story. Man! I am on fire and I can't wait to start. The suspense is really killing me and I am the writer. I hope this chapter will have you guys hooked because there is a part which I know most of you have been asking. Don't forget to drop your comments at the end of...

Something in the Water

by MalevolentBard on Jul 3, 2018
Gay Male

Hey Everyone It's been a while. I've had a rough go at it for a while now; the life of an unemployed graduate who's battle depression and loneliness is a tough one, but I'm pulling through and getting better by the day. Writing is a cathartic experience for me, and I must admit that finding inspiration that goes beyond the first page has been difficult...

David

by robertreams on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 1 It all started on an unusually balmy autumn Chicago day near the Buckingham fountain replica in Grant park. Jeff was polishing off the final greasy bites of a Vie-enna chili cheese polish sausage, hurrying because he had only seven minutes remaining of his stingy half-hour lunch, when a figure sped by on a bike. Merely a flash he barely saw, but...

Destined Hearts Ch. 09

by vanalas on Apr 8, 2019
Gay Male

Critiques, tips and comments are welcome! Welcome to this lovely chapter of one of your favorite stories. I would like to thank you guys for making this story a big success, even better than I imagined. I am sorry for taking too long to post. It's just school has been keeping me busy but I will still be writing whenever I can and delivering to you. I really...

Wild Flower Ch. 01

by vanalas on Dec 17, 2017
Gay Male

Hello guys and welcome to my newest series. This is a new series that I have decided to work on and deliver to you guys. Before I eventually start this story, I would like to sincerely apologize for starting this series instead of the series I promised, "Iron Rose." The reason I took this huge turn is because I am still planning on iron Rose and it is a real...

The Second Oldest Profession

by Marchpane on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I I'm not saying older guys can't be pretty, but WhiteStallion10 wasn't. He was sort of tough-looking, with a narrow face, flat cheeks; a lean, strong jaw; a wide, red mouth with a slightly crooked upperlip that seemed inclined to sneer; and sandyblond hair, cut military short with a pronounced widow's peak. His cobaltblue eyes were intense and vibrant. I...

Quid Pro Quo

by bjmichaels on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I always sit close to the new boy on the sofa, and while I am advising and lecturing him, my hand will occasionally rest on his shoulders; sometimes gently stroke the back of his neck; then move to his thigh, first giving it a friendly squeeze then very softly, trace my fingertips back-and-forth over his inner thigh. "You know I'm not gay, right?" said the...

My Weekend with Charles

by bhart1 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Not really a story, per se. Just a dad-on-dad sex romp based on a recent encounter with a good friend. * * * * * * * Friday Night * * * * * * * It was near the end of a long Friday at work when my phone alerted me that I'd received a text. The ring tone told me exactly who'd sent it; Charles. He's a cherubic little man in his early sixties I've been play...