Gay Hostel Stories

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Travel to Sicily

by jcarl on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

My name is Jeff and when I was 18, after graduating high school and before starting college, I went to Italy by myself to do some solo traveling for a few weeks before meeting up with friends later in the trip. I had learned a bunch of Italian in high school, and was looking forward to immersing myself in the language to really learn it. I was nervous though...

An Appalachian Trail Romance

by krysm on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

The sun scorched the hiker as he crossed Fontana Dam. It was late morning and, though it was only the middle of May, the heat and humidity was already unbearable. Sweat drenched the hiker's red bandanna wrapped around his head. His mid-weight boots plodded on the asphalt. Despite his discomfort, he stopped for a moment to snap off a couple of photos of the m...

Initiation

by Castis on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It was a hot summer's evening in South Kensington and I was sitting in my room in our Catholic student hostel. I'd just broken up with my girlfriend and was feeling alone and depressed. The thumping heartbeat of a disco came from the basement. There was one every week. The music got on my nerves at times like this. There are two things I can do, I thought. I...

An Italian boy in Camford Pt. 03

by WittePiet on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter Twelve: Sandro and the blond stranger The following week, Sandro turned up at the Fitness Centre at 3 pm, and sure enough the handsome blond was there to meet him. In the changing room, which at that moment was unoccupied, they undressed side-by-side. As he pulled his jeans down, Sandro could feel his tool stiffening. The stranger noticed the bulge...

The Jackal House

by castlequill on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

When I was 18 years old, I was kidnapped. Except, it wasn't your typical kidnapping. There was no ransom call, no revenge plot, nothing. Nothing except a couple of seriously fucked up, twisted minds of some seriously fucked up, twisted psychopaths. It was the summer after I graduated high school. My best friend Lacy and I embarked on a 2 month backpacking...

Fucked by Hostel Strangers Pt. 03

by jtwy on Mar 9, 2020
Gay Male

This is a continuation of Part 2. Suddenly, the bathroom door burst open. Jack and the man turned to see Tom and Derek at the entrance, smiling widely. They were both only in their towels. "Look what we have here," quipped Tom. "Seems like our little roommate found another stranger to whore himself out to," Derek said back. "Let's get on with another roun...

A Fill-Up At The Truck Stop

by Cumfusion on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Now here's the scene; Doug was the driver and me a young student fresh from college. I had been chosen to go with him to oversee loading of this big milling machine we were supposed to be collecting. It was the boss who gave the order but Doug had done the choosing. There had been knowing smiles when we left the yard. Perhaps the sight of a big muscular guy...

Helping

by AnotherDay on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

My boyfriend and I had broken up and I was in a pickle. At least we didn't share a flat and have to deal with that mess, I thought, as I contemplated what to do. We had been together for over a year and I was very much in love with him. Through a series of coincidences, I became suspicious that I was not the only guy he was sleeping with and after just a cur...

Black Nympho Ch. 06

by exodus_69xXx on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Benji had begun to fuck secretly with Chris, though not very often as Benji knew that if they were caught things would go bad for him and hidden places were hard to come by. Benji was a little annoyed about this because Chris gave him such good dick, better than a couple of the guys he was being fucked by and almost as good as Sisco or Bruce. But if the guys...

A Slut for My Boy and His Flatmate

by Graysmirks on Jan 8, 2019
Gay Male

-Although this story can be read alone, I suggest reading first "On my knees for my boyfriend's straight flatmate."- ***** It was a Friday evening. I came late from work as usual. This week it was my turn to bring dinner. Sting waited for me in his flat. I bought a salad, a couple of fancy burgers and spicy French fries. The dinner was just for the two of...