Gay Hunting Stories

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Hunting

by gary_4_u on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It is October 1st, the first day of deer season here. Here is Wyoming, and hunting season is the ultimate as far as the residents are concerned. Everything else is second to hunting season even the schools consider the first day of hunting season to be an excused absence! I decided to go hunting alone this year, as my usual hunting buddies could not make t...

Hunting with Hunter

by MSTarot on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Journal entry: July 5th, 1979 How has it come to this? I always thought I knew what I was capable of. And yet here I am planning this. Have I gone slightly mad and no one thought to tell me? Why have none of my friends clued me in? Freddie, Brian, Roger, John ... where were you guys when this insanity began to take hold of me? Why did not one of you tell me...

Hunting Dr. Weiss

by KeithD on Jan 16, 2019
Gay Male

The middle-aged man in the suit was crowding me at the bar at Harvey's in New York's Chelsea district and talking dirty to me. I was smiling and nodding, but my eyes kept drifting over to the table, where a guy a bit younger and far better looking and built was giving me the eye. If he'd just been a bit more definite in his signaling, I'd have broken away fr...

Fox Hunting

by dre_jones on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

This story is a work of fiction, and simply a fantasy for your pleasure (Billy if you really are out there I want to know..LOL!). I love to hear from my readers. It is so great to get feedback and connect with people with like interests of all genders. Enjoy! Mary came into my office and said, "Come on sad sack tonight we are going out on the town. I need...

House Hunting

by _Free_Spirit_ on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I had gone to the basement of the home I was viewing and began to poke around. The owners were at work so other than the work crew building the addition outside I was alone. I had walked the whole thing when something caught my eye through the window on the east wall which looked out on the neighbor's backyard. When I focused on what it was my heart began to...

Bear Hunting

by blue_mirage on Nov 2, 2020
Gay Male

Author's note: If you like this story please leave a comment. I enjoy reading them and I like receiving feedback on my writing. Enjoy the story. Bear Hunting I saw him at a party once, and I knew I wanted to make him mine. He was a bear, a massive man in his thirties always looking for younger twinks. I would often sit at the bar and look at the crowd, th...

My Grandfather's Hunting Camp

by Aquacpl on Apr 28, 2020
Gay Male

My grandfather ran a hunting camp in north Florida. It was an exclusive camp, most of the members were 60 to 70. Retired doctors, dentists, lawyers, etc. I began working there when I was 18. The hunting was Friday-Sunday. Friday night they all met and told stories. Saturday morning it was a deer drive with dogs and around 3 pm we would put everyone in deer s...

Consequences of Lion Hunting

by KeithD on Aug 24, 2020
Gay Male

The best hunting for lions in the Kingdom of Urartu was in the south, near the border with Assyria. This area was not the safest place to be in those years of Assyrian expansion into the region between the Caspian and Black seas, but it was where the lions were. So, when the prince of Urartu took his hunting party from the capital at Tushpa, on the Nairi Sea...

The Camp Bitch(es)

by BeeJack on Jul 14, 2020
Gay Male

I was on a hunting trip with four of my buddies. Two of them I had been out with previously at this beautiful site in the Colorado mountains, and two others that I worked with I had invited to come along, as I knew they liked to hunt. I myself did not hunt, but love the wilderness and the camping experience. As bad luck, or good, would have it my two regula...

My First Time

by MarkBenOver on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

My behavior started while on my first bird hunting trip during my high school years. I went with my dad and some of friends for the weekend. My dad would only be there for one day but I could stay with Hal, a business acquaintance of my dad for the following two days. On the first day, while crawling under a barbwire fence, I got a nasty cut from the rusty w...