Gay Head Shave Stories

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Good Afternoon Ch. 03

by Dionyus on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

(The story continues, this is part 3, so if you haven't read part 1 & 2, you should before you read this. CAUTION: there is graphic violence in this part.) * The mist of dreams surrounded him as he became the spectator of the dream-scape. It was a dimly lit plane room with several men around a small round topped wooden table. Cigar and cigarette smoke fill...

Office Politics

by NattySoltesz on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I spotted him sitting at the receptionist's desk on the first day of my new job at the University. This being the Computer Science Department there wasn't really a wealth of hot guys, so he definitely stood out. He was just my type, too—short but beefy, his head shaved clean, wearing a white t-shirt that barely contained his brick shithouse body. He had a ta...

Homophobe

by drmweaver705 on Jan 22, 2020
Gay Male

All participants are over 18. ***** He knew one thing in life and that was that he hated fags because God hated fags. His pastor said so. Leviticus said so. Didn't everyone just know? Ralph sat naked in front of his computer at home in his parents' basement. He was of stocky build and he kept his head shaved close. Gays were the enemy of his way of life....

Mountain Men Ch. 07: Captives

by KenJames on Jul 13, 2020
Gay Male

* * * * * * * * * * Captives Of The Mountain Men * * * * * * * * * * The bare concrete floor was icy cold against Tom's feet as his captors escorted him to the dungeon in their basement. Tom was in his mid-20s and built like a football player, with buzz-cut blond hair. He shivered as the cold concrete floor drained his body heat. He felt vulnerable . . ....

Tattoo Ch. 03: Police Probe

by drmweaver705 on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

All participants are over 18. ***** I give myself credit: it took some courage to walk into a police station filled with macho, notoriously sexist and homophobic policeman wearing a tattoo on my head that read CUMSLUT in bold red letters. The label wasn’t standing off my face by my choice; rather, an unhappy date on whom I passed out and vomited vindictiv...

Coach Abraham

by jphanck74 on Apr 3, 2018
Gay Male

My first sexual experience of any kind was with the coach of the wrestling team, Mr Abraham, that I had secretly lusted after for some time. In my last year of high school, I found myself being kept behind so often after class that it was becoming second nature. It wasn't that I was disruptive or a trouble-maker; I just had a quick temper and wasn't good at...

The Enchanted Boy Ch. 02

by martin_x59 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This is a fantasy story set in a fictitious land and in a time of medieval sorcery. All characters depicted are 18+. Although this story is in a time where safe sex is not heard of I would always recommend the practise of safe sex. CHAPTER 2 -- The wrong boy Gulwan gingerly opens the heavy wooden door to the play room and looks round for Soltan. He muses...

Getting . . . Educated Ch. 09

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The exhaustion of and loss of strength from the previous day's unexpected sex encounters may have accounted for my tennis match the next day, but it's just as likely that Ben was just a much better tennis player than I was. He agreed to let me try to recoup the loss and set up another match for two days hence. As I had hoped, we were the only ones in the gr...

Working Late

by greyhound_guy30 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I think the song goes "Deadlines and Commitments. What to leave in, what to leave out...." I live that line. As soon as I meet one commitment another deadline comes along. It cost me my marriage because I eat, sleep and breathe work. My life was really boring. That changed one night. I found myself alone working late into the evening on yet another deadlin...

My Joyous Release

by estragon1965 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It was the release above all else that transformed me that first time we met. I was working in a demanding job, coping with the constant bickering, whingeing and worrying of my colleagues Anything would have been a better way to spend a few daylight hours before I returned to the despairing repetitions of life with my wife and children. So I escaped. The PC...