Gay Growth Stories

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Mikey and the Chickadee Ch. 05

by kidboise on Feb 5, 2018
Gay Male

I showed Mikey to the bathroom so he could clean himself up, then used my underwear to wipe down my own torso. When I finished I dropped them into the hamper and retrieved a new pair from my dresser. I waited until Mikey returned to begin dressing, since he remained naked and I did not want him to feel vulnerable. "Still big, even when you're soft," he sai...

Just Under the Wire

by datura48 on Aug 20, 2018
Gay Male

Terrell walked into the showers at the end of his Physical Education class and sighed. He made his way to his usual spot near the center of the long, open room studded with showerheads. At the same time, a bittersweet smile lifted his lips as he thought it was the last time he'd have to do this. It was the last day of school for seniors and he would never st...

A Sunny Afternoon

by Pissdrinker on Mar 6, 2018
Gay Male

Please note that a condom was used during the penetration involving myself and the stranger, something I have omitted in this version of the story. Safe sex guys, always. *************** The back of our house isn't overlooked, only if the guy next door who rents some of our land is working there do we see anybody. If it's a warm day, we can sunbathe withou...

Cock-Sucker Tales: Lord Chatterley

by tristantrotsky on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

A NEW PERSPECTIVE ON CLASSIC LITERATURE Editors Note: The connection to classic literature here is too obvious to comment upon. The writer is clearly attempting to reinterpret the literary novel from an altered perspective, striving ineptly to capture something of its original ethos, language and philosophy, hampered only by his inadequacies and authorial i...

Cock-Sucker: The 'Cock-U-Like' Code

by tristantrotsky on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

BY 2069 THE BLOWJOB IS NOT ONLY LEGAL, IT IS COMPULSORY! Swallow slopes into the sumptuous room where the three-member Tribunal is ready for him. The high luminescent ceiling is rippled coral. He slumps down into the chair facing the desk-curvature. "Ah yes, Swallow" says the central of the three, the tone of her voice making something of an attempt to put...

Building Big Pt. 04

by muffinbod on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

When the delicious smells began to drift through the apartment from the chicken cooking on the barbecue outside, a new lease of life was breathed into three men in various stages of undress crumpled together in a large and generous but recently abused and bad tempered sofa. As Badger unwrapped his new found friend and allowed Big John to get to his feet, I...

Out of Uniform Ch. 03

by gustavca on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

I awoke well rested and refreshed after a short but deep sleep. I reflected back on the previous day's adventures and regretted nothing. In fact, I was feeling very comfortable with myself as I prepared for my day. After taking command I developed a routine I called 'My Patrols'; the crew apparently referred to it as the 'Captain's Prowls'. My Patrols, one...

Men-Only Sauna Club Ch. 2

by oversexedandlovenit on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Smiling he turned and walked out the door then left down the dark corridor. He turned his head slightly over his shoulders to ensure that I was following him. I was but my mind was a thousand miles away and my eyes darting from side to side to see if anyone was watching me following this, soon to be sexual partner down the corridor to our den of sin or where...

Time and Tide

by Mischa Laurent on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The moon rises, full blown from beneath the silvery blue of sea and sky and casts Her lambent gaze upon the earth, Her child. No ripples disturb the tranquillity of the endless pool, no clouds stir to cover Her face with veils of gauze, the earth lies beneath, quiet, peacefully awaiting Her command. Deep below the calm surface the tide rises to answer Her c...

Azores Assignation

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Edgar steadied himself against the bulkhead as the wake of a passing yacht sent his own ship to wallowing and scraping against the dock. He was hunched over the sink in the closely confined space, space being at a premium even in a Latitude 44 such as he'd sailed from Marseilles to the harbor town of Horta on Azores' Faial Island. He believed that he could f...