Gay Hung Stories

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Tales of a Cock Slave #39

by dprb65 on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

One evening at 7:00 pm, about two weeks after I moved into my new apartment, I was hanging paintings in my apartment on the living room wall. I had drilled the holes, but had to use a tack hammer to drive them in. I heard the doorbell ring and I opened the door. It was my neighbor, Matthew, 6', muscular, plainly good looking who often wears sweatpants with...

Bath House Bottom

by horniboy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I had never been to a bath house before. I stood outside on the pavement, nervous. My heart raced with excitement, not just from the thrill of visiting a spa for the first time, but also from the thrill that I was about to meet him. Who was he? His name was Trevor, but his profile name was Trix. We had been chatting online for several weeks. Everything abo...

Dustin's Master

by smounged on Aug 13, 2019
Gay Male

The early fall night had a slight chill in the air but not enough to warrant more than long pants and a hoodie. For the most part, the street was empty with the exception of a handful of folks moving from one shop to the next. Dustin stood on the sidewalk shifting nervously from foot to foot as he looked up and down the street. The city bus had dropped him o...

The Star Jewel

by Lord_Tom_Byron on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The sweltering southern jungle had been the barbarian's most unfamiliar enemy, having come from lands far to the north in search of the fabled star-jewel. Krynn was stripped nearly bare with only soft leather sandals covering the bottom of his feet and a single loincloth hanging from his waist. His large battle sculpted frame was golden under the unforgiving...

Ryan's Revenge Ch. 02

by dirtyword on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

I was anxious to get revenge on Doug from high school. He was on the varsity baseball team and was one of the fuckers that made my life miserable. Doug was known for two things around the high school. He was on the varsity team and he had a big dick. It really was a big dick! I mean huge! No matter what kind of pants the guy wore, you could see the bulge try...

Public Bathroom Encounter Ch. 03

by Oversexeddoctor on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

We had planned to meet Saturday at the same place which was two days from our last encounter. I knew Saturday mornings were much different at the Hoboken train terminal than weekdays. There were fewer commuters there in the morning, usually only local Jersey people visiting NYC for the day, but none as early as we were planning to meet. I had a good night's...

Full / Empty

by Eros5150 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Uncomfortably Full / Agonizingly Empty I paced in circles, naked in a worn-out motel. The room was old and dingy and the furniture was chipped and tired. I squished my toes in the carpet, an old 1970's style brown shag carpet. It was dirty and matted with age. It stuck to my bare feet as I stepped. I tried desperately to ignore that pit in my stomach. My g...

Welcome to the Neighborhood Ch. 02

by thealphamale on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Disclaimer: This is a new story I'm working on. I plan to write in smaller chapters so I can push out new material more frequently. I do my own editing, so disregard any mistakes. All characters are 18 years or older. I'm appreciative of any and all feedback. Thanks! CHAPTER 2: Nick finally gets what he wants. Saturday morning came and hit me like a freigh...

Picked Up in the Gym

by quietcantor on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Maybe a couple of times a week, I go to a gym during my lunch break. It's in the Hyatt Hotel in the posh part of town and has high fees, but the facilities are good. Yesterday I felt the need for a stretch and work out and headed over. I was about half way through my routine, doing leg raises on one of the weights machines, gazing at one of the TVs across th...

Coach

by JasonBridle on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Warm wind pressed my shorts against my body, making my uniform tighter. I shot across the field, kicking the ball in and out of cones, panting and shaking. I never let the ball get away from me if I could help it. I did not want to let him down. With one final thrust of my foot the ball was in the goal. The front part of my damp hair hung low over my face an...