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Boytoy

by little sebastian on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I entered the cubicle of the public toilet in my favorite pick up park closing the door behind me, not locking it though. I turned, pushed my shorts down far enough to free my dick and started too play with my hard exited dick when I sensed a movement behind me! Before I could turn a powerful hand clamped it self over my mouth and another grabbed my right wr...

The Chaste Boy and the Locksmith

by fantaseeboy on Oct 31, 2018
Gay Male

A little bell tinkled softly as the door closed behind me. A shiver shot up my spine as I stood there in that little shop waiting to be helped. For a brief moment, I thought about running out the door and living with my current predicament. Just as I was about to act on that impulse, an older man stepped from behind a curtain. He looked to be older than my f...

A Boy, a Daddy and two Tuxedos

by ThomasStevenson on May 21, 2019
Gay Male

"That suit makes u a horny little lad, doesn't it?" It was another text from Mr Matthews. Thomas was out at a bar with his co-workers, and he'd just sent Mr Matthews a picture of what he was wearing: a fine navy pinstripe three piece suit with a bright pink and blue striped tie and a lavish pocket square spilling out of his breast pocket. So Thomas texted...

Bobby's Truck Stop Daddy

by Bobby_A_Bottom_Boy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Let me tell you a little about myself. My name is bobby, and I live in Savannah, Georgia. I'm 19 years old, 5', 8", and about 120 pounds with short blond hair and blue eyes. My body is slender but not skinny, rather athletic I think (I ran cross country in high school). I have a very smooth, round, tight little ass and a small boy cock that I keep shaven smo...

Jock Boy

by naughtygaywriter on Dec 19, 2018
Gay Male

I'd been watching this boy in the gym for a while now. We both came in late night, when no one was there. He had a compact little body and wore shorts that hugged his plump muscled ass. It drove me crazy watching him as he did squats or bent over to stretch. It was like he was purposely teasing me. He was small and tight and toned, with well-defined biceps a...

Little Sex Toy Ch. 04

by keptsissy on Sep 26, 2017
Gay Male

I'm over a complete stranger's knee, butt way up high with his left hand and huge arm wrapped over my back and up under my stomach. He has the flat inside of his left palm pulling me up slightly off his knee. It hurts. I feel him push up into my stomach. He could pick me up like this, pick me up and hold me upside down if he wanted to, he's that strong. He's...

The Paralegal Ch. 01

by ChristianLloyd on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Ever since Eric was a little boy, people have told him that he should become a lawyer. Like the time when he was six and he argued with his parents that his best friend Cara should be able to sleep over because, "it would save her parents the trip all the way from the other side of town, and it was already half passed seven already." Or when he was sixteen a...

The Boy

by kwchancellor on May 1, 2018
Gay Male

This is the first part of a story I started, then decided not to finish when I read it was better to write from the perspective of the one being fucked. I didn't want to just trash it though. I'm a two-finger typist, so these stories take up a lot of my time. I am submitting it as a one of (unless my followers demand more). I left the ending open, so you can...

The Boyfriend Experience Pt. 02

by Frank8787 on Oct 12, 2020
Gay Male

John sat in the car quietly as Scott drove them to their destination, dinner and drinks with Scott's friends. John was in uncharted territory here. He'd never met these people, never imagined his relationship with Scott would ever go beyond Scott's own home. He felt fairly certain this was a mistake, but a part of him couldn't deny that he wanted to do this....

A Boy Stumbled Through The Snow

by AvayaNox on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

A boy stumbled through the snow. He carried only one small bag, but acted as if it was made of depleted uranium. He trudged through yet another drift as he thought about how he had gotten there. Could he go back? No. Dieing of cold would be better than going back. He pulled his thin denim jacked around his frail shoulders and trudged on. He glared at the gro...