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The Farm Ch. 06

by SumacandIvy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 6: Conversations The arid land lay before him illuminated by the rising lemon moon, casting deep shadows around the rocks and low scrub of wormwood and camel thorn. Aarmaan stood guard concealed from view in one of the shadows beside wind eroded boulders at the crest of a hill. A lizard near his right shoulder absorbed the last of the day's heat fro...

Old Man Discovers... Ch. 07

by tnwriter on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I tasted his pre-cum...continued "on the back of my tongue and swallowed. That's all it took for him to shoot another load. Pushing and holding my head into his balls, he shot down my throat. It wasn't a huge load,as he had recently cum. A blessing for me as it was my first as it was my first cock sucking cum shot. He jerked my head up off his cock. I gaspe...

Calluses Pt. 06: Raw

by MrMister23 on Jan 7, 2019
Gay Male

**********This is part of a dark, rough story with lots dark, rough gay sex. If that's not your thing, be warned! Otherwise, enjoy! Thanks. -MR********** The rest of the afternoon was a strange, nightmarish blur. I know it lasted for hours, well into the evening, but I only remember bits and pieces of it...hazy moments like dim shadows on concrete walls, th...

Fiery Heat Ch. 08

by adjoaq on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Damon Reid vs. Tristan Thomas *** "Wake up sleepy head. What are you, Sleeping Beauty? Get up you slacker...it's almost noon!" Tristan heard Adriana's voice in his sleep and felt fingers gently stroking his hair. He pried his eyelids open to see his sister sitting at the edge of his bed with a tray. The aroma c...

Gentlemen's Club Ch. 05

by Ywashere on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

DAY SHIFT Franklin Melville, host/waiter at the Club, was stuck with the twelve to five shift – and not the good one. He'd arrived at the Club at 11:30, had lunch in the staff room, had the guy who'd made the lunch on top of the table in the staff room, and then went on to his station at the desk in the entry room, knowing all too well from previous day shi...

The Island Ch. 05

by JJ122964 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

There was hermit on the island that lived in his cabin on a hill. He to wore the traditional loincloth and enjoyed the island's ministrations. His name is Matt and this morning he was eating his breakfast of cereal and juice, his usual breakfast, outside of his cabin. He did this to enjoy the sunshine and sea breeze that would come up his mountain. He did no...

The Retreat Ch. 02

by JJ122964 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This is the morning after and a warm-up for Mike and Jonah. Enjoy ******************* I woke up to the feeling of something growing in my ass, it was pushing forward trying to burst through my inner ring. I smiled remembering that Mike fell asleep with his semi hard cock nestled between my asscheeks. I responded by moving my ass around a bit so he could ge...

The Retreat Ch. 04

by JJ122964 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Author's note: Sorry this took so long, but an orgy scene takes planning. Enjoy ****************************************** I woke up to the smell of coffee brewing. Mike was walking into the room with a cup in each hand. "Here you go. I thought you could use a cup. Today is a big day for the retreat." "Really? This being my first time here, I don't know...

Gay Pleasure

by FantasyWorld2010 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Work had been extremely busy the past couple of weeks. I was working a lot of hours and constantly had something to do. Once Friday came around it had slowed down so I left work a little before 2:00. My plan was to go home and take a nap before by date with Monica. It was our third date and she invited me to her house for dinner...and you know what that mea...

The Boys in the 'Hood, Ch. 01

by HotStoryWriter on Aug 22, 2017
Gay Male

I was driving down the street toward my house when I saw him up ahead. A young man, thin, wearing baggy jeans and no shirt. From a distance it was hard to tell his age, but I could see the muscles in his arms and shoulders flex as, left-handed, he threw a football to an unseen person near a house. As I got closer and slowed down - for safety, of course - he...