Gay Karate Stories

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The Quarterback and the Tutor Ch. 07

by perihelion on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

MARCH OF SPRING SEMESTER/Three months after the fight and make up sex. ******************************** "I'm glad you ladies agreed to come to supper at my apartment," I said. "Well, Tom says you're a good cook and I've been dying to see those puppies everyone's talking about," Anne Marie laughed. "You mean, those puppies Tom adopted for us and left me t...

Learning The Ropes

by Malice2 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I sent my best friend to prison. Well, I didn't actually send him, but I might as well have. I'm a public defender. They don't get much lower than me. Allan, one of my best friends caught his wife cheating on him and stabbed her almost a hundred times with a penknife. He asked me to defend him, even though we both knew he was guilty, but he didn't care becau...

Yet Another Frat Initiation Story Ch. 07

by Cyanlot on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Part 7: Fraternity Service The morning's activities were once again labeled cryptically, this time as "Fraternity Service". When we got down to the breakfast table, we found that there was no food there. Instead, there was a note that said that pledges were required to service fraternity members before they would have anything to eat. We were to draw a name...

For Love Ch. 02

by Wonderlusting on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

My ass hurt the entire next day from Ms. Ward's strap on. I was red-faced most of the day imaging the other guys at work knew why I was walking a bit delicately. I made it through the day without comments though. I thought of Renee constantly. Longing to see and touch her again. I received a call on my cell phone that Wednesday from Ms. Ward. She had evid...

I Think I'll Keep Him...

by reallife4me on Dec 24, 2019
Gay Male

Now, I could sit here and bore you with every other little detail. How I got where I'm at in my 45 years of life. How I'm a rather tall guy with handsome features. I could also tell you about all my failed relationships but all of this would take forever. I could also tell you about how I built my company from the ground up, creating one of the most success...

Night Eternal Ch. 02

by JoshuaGlynn on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

You know all the usual stuff, don't read if it's illegal or you don't like sex or sex between two males offends you. All characters are purely fictional, and any likeness is coincidence. Joshua Glynn reserves all rights to this story, the characters, and the world they live in. Edited by Kumani This is a story of two friends who after being apart from each...

Turning the Table

by hiddenhuntress on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Disclaimer: This is all fiction, based on my own imagination. They have no relation to the real world. Any similarities of real people or places are purely coincidental. I hope you'll enjoy it. Keegan Richards was one of the fastest swimmers at Montel College. He was not the largest of his team-mates nor was he the tallest at five foot six, but he didn't...

The Quarterback and the Tutor Ch. 10

by perihelion on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

I awoke at six thirty the next morning. So many years of early school classes had conditioned my body to wake up early. I looked around me and Tom was not in bed with me. I don't know why I'd thought he might get up in the middle of the night and come to me. I was miserable, distressed over the fight the night before and wanting to make up with him. But did...

Dad's Weakness

by Coxswain on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

This is a true story, as told to me by a friend. When I was 18 back in the Sixties, in my last year of high school, I met the school bus every day at the gate of the Army post where my father was stationed. Those were confusing years. I was still trying to decide if I wanted to go on to college or get a job -- maybe even enlist in the Army like my father ha...

Three Strikes

by Mrsgnomie on Aug 22, 2018
Gay Male

Oh. Hell. No. I had inconsistently spent the last two days looking through boxes in my garage, boxes in the back of my closet, old duffel bags, and every dark corner that I normally try to avoid. Somehow I just knew that damn box was sitting on its pretty little ass in the attic. Why the attic? Because that's where things go to be forgotten. That is, until m...