Gay Metro Stories

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A Bisexual Fag in Paris

by mouth4u on Jan 16, 2019
Gay Male

I have been coming to this site for years, but this is my first submission. This story is true and happened to me. *** I was a 35yo bisexual man who was visiting London. One day I took the channel over to Paris and discovered what a truly romantic city it was. I visited some sites, rode some buses, and was riding the Metro (Paris subway) back to the train...

Meeting Tex!

by AngeloBiGuy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

In the spring of 2000, I was 39, a normal married bisexual guy living in a large metro area in Kentucky. I was looking for a bi playmate, a fuck buddy if you will, someone who I could enjoy having guy sex with on a regular basis. I was hoping to find someone around my age and size, someone who enjoyed being sucked as much as I enjoyed sucking, and someone wh...

The Pickup

by Bakeboss on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The wife took the kids and went to see her mother leaving me alone and free. I had no doubt, what I was going to do, I'd been dreaming about a chance like this for weeks. Yes sir, as soon as I was cleaned up I was out the door and headed for West Hollywood. It's not that I'm gay, I don't even think I'm bi but for some reason I have a fascination for other me...

Gym Rat Ch. 01

by HerLittlePiggy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I was new to the DC Metro having relocated for a job from New York. My first 6 months in the area were spent as a geographical bachelor as I waited for my house in Long Island to sell in a down market. I was lucky enough to have bought on the way up so I got out whole after 6 months. I bought a new house in northern Virginia and moved my wife and kids down b...

Coming of Age

by fadedgiant on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This is a short story, extremely short compared with previous submissions I've made. Yet, it is a truthful admission of actual events in the life of the story teller. I am the writer of the story, not the teller of it. * Being a boy in the 1950s and a teen in the 1960s opened my eyes to things I never imagined. As a boy, I played outside and mothers in th...

Enticed and Humiliated Ch. 08

by FantasizeAndRealize on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The French Maid Gets to Work I called up Glen from a payphone outside the metro station. I told him that I had a French maid's uniform and that I wanted to drop it off at his house because I did not want Sandy to catch me with it. He replied, "Sure come on over, I want to get you started on your new job as my slutty maid." Forty minutes later I entered...

Cruise Hook-Up Ch. 01

by metro610 on Mar 12, 2019
Gay Male

Author's Note: All my works are based on fantasy and are to be considered erotic fiction. I would love to hear from all readers with comments and suggestions. Please contact me via the CONTACT tab on my profile Thank you. Pete Metro * My wife and I just came off an 8-night cruise out of New York City to Florida and the Bahamas in late January. Cruising in...

A Match Made on Grindr

by Chill420Dude on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This recounts a first meeting between an older man and a younger one, seemingly to explore a smoke buddy connection with another gay guy. The story is true, and is the opening to the longer story of how smoke buddies became lovers looking to build a future together. Errors are mine, the memories we made together. Fall was underway. The air had that cool cri...

Enticed and Humiliated Ch. 16

by FantasizeAndRealize on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Part 16 - Getting Pimped Out It was fun entering Choker's so early in the morning with no classwork to worry about. Choker was talking with a customer so I just moseyed about the shop looking at all of the toys. "I need to talk to you Ron." I was surprised hearing Choker Speaking to me. I was so focused on some of the ball stretchers. Since the customer...

Enticed and Humiliated Ch. 14

by FantasizeAndRealize on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Part 14 - Debased Spring Break Frolics - Turning a Trick I was left sitting on the seedy floor in the far corner of the booth when my black master left. I was not alone for long though. As I was sitting there lost in my thoughts, enjoying the aftertaste of his load four middle aged men, all with modest guts hanging over their belts, walked in! I was kind of...