Gay Muddy Stories

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Stone Cold Case

by Arronbird85 on Feb 6, 2018
Gay Male

A panicked young man dressed in black ran through a dark hallway desperately trying all the doors as he passed. Locked, every single one. The rattling of the door knobs echoed through the long tiled hallway. Tired from sprinting, he stopped. As he tried to catch his breath he could hear the footsteps approaching. One two, one two. The rhythm of the footsteps...

Fuckboy Billy Ch. 03

by hylas_ on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Note: This story contains BDSM themes. It was edited by TuckerMcCallahan; thank you for your work! Comments are always appreciated! ***** "You may be a complete fuck-up, but you did do a decent job with all this," Master Xen said, gesturing towards Bill's muscular body. Billy couldn't help but beam with pride. He was still naked, standing in his Master...

The New World Ch. 05

by Cruel2BKind on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

*Hey everyone! I want to apologize because this chapter is gonna be pretty short, even by my standards. I just wanted to post it because I'm busy and I haven't posted for NW in a while. I just started college, plus I'm trying to finish Boy from the Sea and work on Tenderness. I even have another Bottom Tier chapter I'm working on. I'm so busy! and I never s...

Floating World Bitten Peach Ch. 02

by KeithD on Dec 10, 2019
Gay Male

"Tell me where we are going, Shun." The servant, Shun, looked about him to make sure that no one who would report back to the zhaoguzhe—the manager—had followed them from the nanleshijia—the male pleasure house. They were at the first rest lookout point on Langshan Mountain—Wolf Hill—that rose at the edge of Nantung and was almost encircled by a snake-like...

Cumuppance

by zaphod40 on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

My grandfather died suddenly when I was thirteen and my grandmother moved in with us. She sold her house and as there was not much room in ours for my parents, my sister and me, I was sent to an all-boys boarding school. The fees were met partly by my gran. I hated it at first and felt like a fish out of water with all the new customs and rules, but I enjoy...

Poppa's Cub Ch. 07

by LadyTigeress on Sep 17, 2017
Gay Male

Wednesday, December 21st, 1988 Kyle picked up the dishes from the supper table as Mike pulled on his leather jacket and boots. Kyle heard the zip of the jacket and then felt Mike come behind him, wrapping his bear arms around. Mike softly nuzzled. "So you're off for a week?" Mike asked. Kyle nodded happily, nuzzling the furry paws. "I'm going to be tidy...

Stalker

by sr71plt on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

From the moment I saw Gideon in the locker room, my life was focused on becoming his lover. I hadn't been at the Mount Holly prep school for more than a week before I first laid eyes on him, although I began to hear about him from my first evening. And what I heard about him very likely set me up for this obsession of mine. Mount Holly was a post-high schoo...

Spanish Adventure Ch. 01

by brynthomas on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

Britain and Rain. Two words that go hand in hand, however whilst there is a certain charm about the continual self-depreciating humour people from my country demonstrate when talking about the weather, the persistent overcast skies and drizzle we are so accustomed to experiencing do tend to curtail many activities that we enjoy. Especially, if those activit...

Solstices Obscurity "Dusk" Ch. 04

by Unrequited_Evil on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

"I know you." Looking up from my contemplation of a lizard crawling over my boot, I see a young man, naked like all such here except for me, standing a half dozen feet from me. "You're that scoundrel that betrayed the king!" He was pointing his finger at me like he needed to some how single me out in that massive crowd of one I was standing in. "Which kin...

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...