Gay Micro Stories

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The Microwave Door

by jumplepton on Jan 13, 2018
Gay Male

"Well that's odd." I thought, while laying in bed. "I swear I heard something." You know those nights when you're laying in bed hearing the creaks and groans around you, and you're positive there's someone in your house? It's not new to me, and I tried to convince myself I was hearing things again, but it kept nagging at me that there was something off abo...

Two Turntables and a Microphone

by Bargain on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Author's note: I have a crush on a DJ. He's fine as fuck. Two turntables and a microphone looks like a dick and balls. I'm mature. * I can't make out exactly what the DJ looks like through the spinning lights and thumping beats, but I can see his hips swaying just above the turntables, a glossy black beard, and quick fingers, and that's enough for me. I s...

Avery's Desire Pt. 22

by Chancem77 on May 15, 2019
Gay Male

Avery stepped up to the microphone and looked out over the sea of faces that were staring back up at him. He was nervous, to say the least. Never in his life had he sang to such a large crowd of people. But despite his nervousness, he wasn't scared. If anything, he was more exhilarated than he'd ever been before. He'd worked so hard for this moment. The hou...

Catching the Eye of a Mob Boss Ch. 02

by Her11 on Mar 21, 2018
Gay Male

Jace: I was eating my microwaved dinner when my phone started ringing, I checked caller ID and saw an unfamiliar number. Weird, I answered in case it was work. "Hello?" I answered. "Hello is this Jace Ederson?" asked a hauntingly familiar beautiful voice and I froze. "This is Diego Salvatore, we met earlier today, you ran into my body guard." "I...I.. r....

Avery's Desire Pt. 19

by Chancem77 on Dec 11, 2018
Gay Male

Boomer stepped up onto the stage and tapped the microphone. "Hello? I'm very sorry for the delay but as you can see our lead singer, Avery, has taken ill. It will be just a moment while we figure out what's up and then I promise you, there will be live music tonight. Just bear with me a moment and the band will be back." He stepped back from the microphone,...

Good Afternoon Ch. 18

by Dionyus on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Carl was waiting near the back of the center camera wearing a headset that also had a small microphone attached to it. He motioned for them to come over to him and they did, stepping over the cords as they approached. "Here's the deal, I will be getting directions from the control room where the director is, and I will pass those instructions on to the crew...

Box Shaped Heart Ch. 32

by laurasfox on May 6, 2019
Gay Male

Chapter Thirty-Two -- Sometimes, It's All About The Plates "Microwave recipes," Carter mumbled as he began browsing cooking websites. Maybe he could make lasagna! But wait, Aron was making a much better lasagna, anyway. The best. So maybe something else would be a better idea. Like a surprise. Hmm, maybe something healthy? Okay, he started reading, with T...

Escape Room for Jocks Pt. 04

by MrSunshineBoy on Sep 28, 2020
Gay Male

Mike and Tristan kissed each other before they ended the message on the microphone. They looked at the TV screen at the 4 guys in the 2 different rooms that prepared to leave for the next tasks. "This was a fun introduction to our game." Mike chuckled, recalling the hot make-out sessions between the guys. "Let's just hope they stay just as horny as they we...

Beach

by cunningluvr on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I love summer, sun, the beach, skimpy swimsuits and cock. I'd just received my latest swimsuit order: a shiny sky-blue lycra g-string with a micro pouch that barely contained my cock and balls and lifted them straight up and out. The back tapered from a tanga-style thong to a thin little strap designed to show off most of my brown pucker when I lay face-do...

Icky Vicky Roberts

by JimBob44 on Mar 12, 2019
Gay Male

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.* Stephen Hebert looked out the window at the courtyard of the Academy. From his third story window, he had an unobs...