Gay Losing Everything Stories

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Talked into a Double Team

by jc1104 on Jul 4, 2018
Gay Male

Me and Derek have never been an exclusive couple, though we had been involved nearly five years. We could go stretches without even speaking—sometimes months at a time, and there were stretches where I pretty much lived at his apartment. We got along for the most part, and the sex was almost always good. But neither of us really wanted to be tied down; Derek...

I Blame It on the Roommate

by jc1104 on Jul 4, 2018
Gay Male

I had just gotten out of the shower, with my body wrapped tightly in a towel. I was in the kitchen of my on again-off again boyfriend's apartment, and was looking for a clean bowl to pour some cereal in. Derek—my occasional boyfriend—had left for work at six, and I was debating whether I should stick around until he came home from work, or take off. I was le...

3 Generations of Cock Pt. 09

by rae121452 on Mar 6, 2018
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The next morning found me sitting on a fluffy pillow at the kitchen table while Kyle prepared breakfast. I was squirming in my seat, trying to take the pressure off of my poor ravaged hole when dad came in one side from the hall and granddad came in the back door after going to th...

Encounter with My Past Self

by popup1313 on Mar 6, 2018
Gay Male

My name is Gabe and I have made an incredible discovery. I work in a research lab for an unknown government agency that strictly aims to investigate and study unusual phenomena that occurs around the globe. Like what, you might ask? Yes, alien sightings/landings used to be a major part for a while, but after the landing in Nevada was taken care of (it was a...

Coach Abraham

by jphanck74 on Apr 3, 2018
Gay Male

My first sexual experience of any kind was with the coach of the wrestling team, Mr Abraham, that I had secretly lusted after for some time. In my last year of high school, I found myself being kept behind so often after class that it was becoming second nature. It wasn't that I was disruptive or a trouble-maker; I just had a quick temper and wasn't good at...

Progression Ch. 07: Decision

by klapperz on Mar 28, 2018
Gay Male

The next few days went pretty slow as Nathan counted the minutes until he could see Jack and Ryan again. It didn't help his frustration than Kevin, who was now sleeping in his bed, had quite a high sex drive. He was always demanding handjobs and blowjobs, which kept Nathan in a constant state of arousal. "I'm off to see the guy I told you about," said Natha...

Connor's Pretty Horny Pt. 05

by connorwitmer on Nov 9, 2017
Gay Male

I held my phone loosely in my hand. The screen: a dark picture of David's ass taken from over his shoulder, it's perfect curve and the slight dusting of hair. To put it shortly, it was a hot ass. But somewhere in my chest, I felt more than just the regular excitement of getting snapped a sexy picture (which, albeit, was still a new experience for me anyway....

Finally My First Time

by bisibi on Nov 21, 2017
Gay Male

This is the story of my first time with a guy. My name is Simon and I'm 25, 5'10" 13st with a slightly athletic build. I had been bi curious for a long time, I watched a lot of gay and shemale porn and experimented with butt plugs and dildos while masturbating. I first became aware of my sexuality while watching straight porn and being slightly jealous of th...

Sunday Afternoon with the Boys

by newpaulman on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

"Gay grandad seeks young men for Sunday afternoon fun." That's how I put it on the site. At 60, I had always shied away from the daddy/son scene because with kids of my own it just seemed wrong. Lately, though, I had thought I should give it a try, particularly as so many young guys seemed to be into it and were contacting me. I stressed that they had to ove...

First Meeting

by PAUL C on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

Copyright 2000. By Paul. All rights reserved. All events and characters are fictitious. * * * * * Paul stood at the entrance to the old pier looking nervously about. Between ten and ten-thirty they had agreed. It was nearly twenty-five past already. Why had he not asked for a photo? Then at least he could keep a look out. He felt as nervous as he had on a...