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Corey and Noah Pt. 02 Ch. 06

by shaneo94 on Jun 19, 2019
Gay Male

Chapter 6 Seeing Ben at school the next day wasn't fun. My friends and I would usually hang out in the morning before school started but as I rolled out of bed the day after Ben found my magazine and forced me to suck him off, I knew that I could barely stomach the idea. Regardless, I made my way to school very slowly. My backpack felt like it weighed a ton...

A Sinner's Love: Redux Ch. 02

by SusukiRedd99 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Sooo...rather short chapter but I'm already working on chapter three. Sorry for the wait. Enjoy honeys. *~*~* Chapter Two December Jarred and I were on my motorcycle, cruising up the streets colored with the dark rainbow that we call Manhattan at Night. It was maybe four o'clock in the morning. We had spent the last hours sitting at a table in the cl...

The Heir and the Bastard

by Marq_DiMico on Jan 23, 2019
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Characters are over the age of 18. ***** Steel rang against steel and breath streamed through the slats of training helmets. They were the only souls in the yard today, so John didn't feel all that timid about losing. Rob was nearly of an age with John, but the auburn boy was bi...

Fritz & Greg's Rooming House

by drmweaver705 on Feb 3, 2020
Gay Male

This gay story is based on a tale I wrote as Dreamweaver705 ("Nina"). All characters are 18 or over. ***** I was eighteen, off to my first year of college in a new town, and even more excited to be out of my parents' house, on my own for the first time. I had made arrangements for a room off-campus since my application for a dorm on campus was floundering...

Wanted to Be Alone

by pebring on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Has it ever happened to you that work, home, stress and everything else just seems to build up that you need to just get away alone? Well that is just what I needed. My working two jobs, the stress of a failed marriage, the pressures of the daily routine has been so heavy these past few months that I decided to take a long weekend and escape. I searched for...

The Boat

by Dawns on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The Finn Master 6100 Royal, a 6.01 meter by 2.3 meter boat rocked gently on the water about three miles off the beach. It was ideal for fishing. Seated on the boat's port side bench, I held my fishing line straight down into the water. My friend sat on the starboard side. Between us there was a bucket of small bait fish. The bow faced toward the horizon. A...

Hard On the Trail Ch. 06

by ketup on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Just a reminder from his dom that he is someone's sub. Punishment for having teased him so hard. There I was, bent forward, holding onto the tree I'd just had my first bitch holding onto moments ago. His cum was still dripping down towards the ground. My doms cock pressed firmly against my ass and the sensation of his spit hitting it. I was still excited...

The Photograph Ch. 02

by sr71plt on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 2: Jamie I saw that photograph. I saw it that first evening, when I went in to turn the bed down because Charlene was busy out in reception. I had already figured he had been doing my dad all these years, and it's something that had come between me and my dad. Not that Dad knew what I knew—or at least strongly suspected. But our connection just cou...

Kilohana Lookout

by Ken Nitsua on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

When I got to the first turnout up the Waimea Canyon Road and couldn't see anything I knew that my worst fears had come true. The fog had beaten me. If I'd just gotten up a little earlier I might have had a better chance of getting clear weather. But it was late morning now and things weren't going to get better. Kauai, the smallest of the major Hawaiian Is...

The Brickworks Lane Pals

by bradley_stoke on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

Tonight was one of those nights that in the past few months Second Lieutenant Theodore Stevenson had come to describe as quiet: although when was it ever truly quiet on the Western Front? He could still hear the spasmodic rat-a-tat of distant machine gun fire; the occasional whoosh of a sniper's bullet; and the muffled screams of agony and despair from a lon...