Gay Flip-flops Stories

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The Beach Trip Ch. 01

by Elected on Jul 2, 2019
Gay Male

BEEP BEEP! A honk sounded from the road and I jumped, startled by the sudden noise. "Fuck," I swore, stuffing my spare clothes into my beach bag and hurrying to the door to slide on pink flip-flops. They were my sister's, not mine, but she said I could borrow them as long as I was going to the beach. I figured real men wear pink so hopefully they didn't ea...

An Enjoyable Bisexual Encounter 01

by walterio on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

PRELUDE Kurt woke up Saturday with a morning erection and he rolled over expecting to find Sandy but the other bed was empty. Kurt was disappointed that Sandy had already left his bed as he would have loved fucking that curvy ass first thing that morning. He reached down and took a hold of his 7+" thick cock and stroked it slowly. He thought back to last ni...

Summer Boy Ch. 02

by BlueTurnSignal on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The sun cooked Beau's broad shoulders as he pushed the lawnmower across the yard. Clad in cargo shorts and sneakers, Beau tramped through the grass, sweat sliding down his back. His shorts hung low, revealing the very top of his meaty ass. He stopped, wiping his brow. Beau surveyed his surroundings. At his mother's insistence, the 18-year-old was spending th...

Good Jock, Bad Jock

by kerrymcboyd on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

Kyle sat on the bench in the locker room with a thud, panting heavily as he caught his breath after his workout. He was a runner by nature, not only enjoying the high that he got from pushing his body, but also being damn good at it. The impetus for taking up an exercise routine was mainly to avoid the dreaded freshman fifteen. The realization that he enjoye...

Delivery Man

by luvscockcny on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This is a true story. I changed some names and left other names out to keep this a secret to everyone but our dear readers. * About 10 years ago I was working for a furniture store in central New York in their customer service department. Many of our high end customers were difficult to work with and to say they were demanding is an understatement. One cu...

My Two Hot and Hung Neighbors

by hungbottom on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

As I said before I lived by a Truck Stop rest area in the Chicago area and my apartment was just a short walk up the back access road. This was one of my favorite places to go at night and even in the day sometimes and sit in a stall and suck cock, drink loads of cum and sometime get fucked through the partition or in the back of some truckers cab. I had th...

My Next Door Neighbor

by Ken Nitsua on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

After my wife died the house was so empty. Most of the time it was okay. I went to work and didn't think about it. I ate dinner out, came home and watched TV until late. But there was no one to share my bed at night, and the weekends were long and lonely. In a way it was good, because I started being more friendly to people, just to have someone to talk t...

Camping Out Ch. 01

by MacSwain612 on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

I used to bartend for a nudist club up in the mountains. My wife wasn't really into the nudist thing, but was surprisingly relaxed about my going to the club alone. It was really just to get away and be in the mountains, more than anything. The regulars were typically in their 30s to 50s, mature but all in good shape and sexy. On occasion younger couples wou...

Hotel Romp

by thirdbaseman88 on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

I was completely exhausted as I stumbled into the hotel lobby. After a three hour delay on the tarmac, a missed connecting flight and a cab drive through some of the thickest traffic imaginable, I just needed some quality shut-eye. Sex was the furthest thought on my tired brain. "Room 321, sir." said the hotel clerk. "Can I get someone to assist you with...

The BBB of Alcatraz

by JJEroticas on Dec 30, 2019
Gay Male

At this moment, Mike shakes like a corned rattler and, his hysterical conscious screams in his skull: I will get through this. You will get one more chance to be a great artist. Cool sweat pools above Mike's ass. His mind buzzes like the dim light over the dumpster. Beige spitball bugs swarm it in figure eights. His leg burns as 'fight or flight' blood poo...