Gay Gymnast Stories

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The Secret to Perfect Abs

by GGandG on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Arthur was working out in the local YMCA gym. He had been lifting weights for months but no matter how hard he tried he couldn't build any real muscle. He had developed some nice little abs and some nice little delts and a nice little core and some nice little biceps. When he complained to his friends they couldn't understand it, he looked in shape to them....

Girlfriend's Hairdresser

by puzziboi on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Look, honey," proclaimed Kamron as he held a mirror in front of his client. "I like it," she declared with a smile. "How much," she asked. "Fifty-five," the five-foot-nine-inch big booty effeminate hairdresser replied. "Alright," she said digging through her purse. "Oh damn. I left my billfold in my other purse. Do you mind if I get Tavares to drop it of...

Director's Couch

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I often did things backwards in life. The old Hollywood adage goes that many a starlet—and we can add many a leading man, now that the cat is out of the closet on that—got their film career break by the audition they did on the director's or producer's couch. In my case, however, I got the part before the director had me taking direction under him on his cou...

Big Boy Curious

by sr71plt on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

We'd met in passing on a porn Web site and had given each other a couple of satisfying private chat cyber fucks. Without openly asking for it, he increasingly pushed our cyber play to the kinky and S&M. His site moniker was Bigboy and mine was Viper, and it didn't take me long to figure out that he turned on to bottom and domination, which was just fine with...

Field Maneuvers

by Araddion on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Outside the tent: a heavy susurration of sound. Metallic groans replete with squeaks and clanks. The ground throbs. Inside the tent: a nylon floor covered with forest detritus. Ammo tins heavy with unspent rounds near the flap. A sleeping bag rolled up tight as a gymnast. Another sleeping bag, unrolled ... with a man named Ray in his boxers sprawled on top...

Back on the Track

by KeithD on Mar 21, 2018
Gay Male

I did a double take that I'm sure Rex noticed when I saw him at the back of the group of mourners standing on the other side of Patrick's coffin. It still was suspended on the lift, not yet lowered into the Oak Park cemetery grave. Rex was staring straight at me. He was a tall man, standing a full head over the other mourners, elegantly dressed, as always,...

Fatal Attraction Ch. 03

by skyunending on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

Hey everyone, back here with the third episode of the series, Hope you all enjoy it. And there's another thing, I'm hardly fond of defending myself but over the past few days, a few of you have assumed I'm a hacker of sorts myself! I mean that's weird, I can barely type 20 words a minute on the keyboard! But I hope you take the hacking involved in the story...

Stick Shift: Eagle's Nest

by zackjack on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"So, you think that God is a civil engineer, Jake? Really?" "Not what I said, Sophie." Bemused, I tried again. "It was just the joke I was telling you-- I was saying the contractor told the engineers that." The magic gummy bear may have been a bad idea for this girl, I thought. The 10 mg THC infusion added to the sugary animal shapes up in Colorado must be...

The Brownstone: Untold Stories Ch. 03

by jayjayk on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Renny, life after college - 1979 Ronald woke up every morning grateful that he had taken the direction in his life he had chosen, not the one his family had wished for him. He had a best friend in Trevor and even though he never admitted it, he liked having Trevor's girlfriend around...even with their no-holds-barred sexual exploits. Beyond them he had an...

One Summer

by Kaishaku on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

John sat at the table, slowly sipping his iced tea and watching people walk by the window. He was waiting, hoping to see if Joe would show up. He wasn't sure if he would show—he hadn't been able to talk to him directly; instead he left a message on his voicemail basically telling him he was in town for a day or so and would like to get together. In high sch...