Gay Muscle Jock Stories

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Run and Hide Pt. 03

by CC_Ryder on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 8 Paul woke the next morning with the sun warm on his face and a mop of golden hair on his chest. He had that unsettling feeling of not knowing where he was. Suddenly, the fog of sleep cleared and he remembered what had brought him to this moment. Ace's slick skin, the irresistible scent of the oil and Ace's body, the impossible heat surrounding h...

The Daughter's Boyfriend Pt. 04

by rimaday on Oct 8, 2019
Gay Male

Note to the reader: This story contains depictions of non-consent and reluctance as the lead character discovers his inner most desires. ***** I woke to the feel of Jackie's warm breath on my chest as she nestled into my shoulder. Her leg was draped across my pelvis. I was completely content and sexually drained. Her soft warm skin felt like heaven and I...

My Fantasies Ch. 08

by bjmichaels on Jul 17, 2019
Gay Male

Turnabout is Fair Play I don't know what it is about me that makes people think I am gay. Sure, I'm only 5' 6" and weigh 130 pounds; am shy around girls and display undue reverence towards alpha males and older men - but that doesn't mean I'm gay, does it? Yeah, okay, I admit it -- I am a compulsive masturbator and some of my fantasies involve men's di...

The Daughter's Boyfriend Pt. 03

by rimaday on Nov 26, 2018
Gay Male

I lay there trying to gather my wits about me. I could not recall ever cumming that hard. A hot cock pounding my prostate as my balls released. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. As my head cleared, I realized Markus was lingering about somewhere. I peeked into the hall and he was not in sight, so I picked up my clothes and put them back on. Next,...

Dirty Little Secret Ch. 02

by bjmichaels on Dec 24, 2019
Gay Male

A week after Labor Day I went to the university to register for fall classes. The hall where registration took place was crowded and noisy with students running around asking silly questions; not knowing where they should be. It was pure chaos. In other words, everything was normal. It took me three hours but I managed to get the classes I wanted. Before...

Wild Flower Ch. 08

by vanalas on Jan 24, 2018
Gay Male

Comments, critiques and tips are welcome. Hello guys and welcome to the eighth chapter of this great story. I know you guys have been eagerly waiting for this chapter for a long time but it is finally here. I would like to sincerely apologize for this late post. I am really sorry but I had to go to school because I am only an 18 year old and being a first y...

Written in the Stars

by Pelaam on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Alonso Lassiter strode jauntily towards the office of his Master and mentor Professor Evander Kell. Alonso was the Professor's assistant as well as a part time teacher of The Classics. Alonso was pleased as the Professor had secured them both, as well as four students, places at an established Egyptian archaeology site for three weeks of the upcoming summer...

Dirty Little Secret Ch. 04

by bjmichaels on Dec 24, 2019
Gay Male

Saturday morning I went about the chore of moving. Like my campus apartment, the basement of the house where I'd be living was fully furnished. It was more one large room than an apartment. The bathroom was in a separate room, but that was all. One corner had a sofa, chair, a table and television. Another corner was a complete kitchen set-up; small, but i...

For Destruction, Ice.

by JasonClearwater on Oct 12, 2017
Gay Male

***** This story is not an essential part of the Will/Jesse timeline, and involves non-consensual sex between Frost and Jesse. If you don't enjoy this kind of content, I would advise you not to read it. ***** Special thanks to Holliday1960 for picking up the typos, and giving me feedback on this exceptionally long piece of fiction. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~...

12 Days

by dagan732 on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Hey all and Happy Holidays! First Day I hung up the phone and stared at it for a minute before picking up the glass of wine I was nursing through dinner and throwing it against the wall. The sound of glass shattering into pieces didn't relieve me as much as I thought it would and the thought of the chardonnay possibly staining the paint didn't help. I pic...