Gay Musty Stories

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Private Duty

by Shale on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

Tyronne was an athletically built young black man, about 22 years old. He was a university student who also worked as a tree trimmer. That's how we met. No, not in a tree but in a hospital. It seems Tyronne fell out of a tree head first and managed to land on his arms. Now he was stuck in bed with both arms strung-up in casts from his shoulders to his finge...

A First Encounter

by sakall2009 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I'm fully clothed and face down on a strange man's bed. The name I know him by is Paolo, but it turns out he's not Italian. But he's a little better looking than I'd expected from his photos, despite the slight receding hairline. And he tells me he gives a wonderful massage. How did I get here? Years, more than a decade, of repressed sexual curiosity. Occas...

Fucked in the Woods Ch. 02

by hungbottom on Aug 26, 2019
Gay Male

I smiled as I walked naked, in only flip-flops and shades, carrying my shorts and tank through the gathered group of horny men. I was still getting the applause and a few were rubbing and slapping my bare ass. Some were still jacking their hard cocks. I continued down a trail into the thicker part of the woods where a small pond was and turned to see a seve...

Insatiable Ch. 02

by RandyAlabama on Oct 6, 2020
Gay Male

Thank you to the ones who voted and or commented on my stories in the past and the editors for publishing my work. It is greatly appreciated. This is gay male fiction if you do not like gay subject matter you will not enjoy this story. All of the characters are fictitious. All are over the age of 18 years old. If a character sounds familiar it is purely co...

First Time with an Older Man

by werdnaw3 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This is a true story of my first and second experience with an older man. When I was 18 back in the early 1970s I use to hitchhike a lot to save money on bus fares, I would hitch a lift most days. On one cold, wet and dark winters night I was trying to get home I had hitchhiked in the same spot for about 20 minutes, the road seemed busy and I started to t...

Glory Hole Haven

by clintmeister on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

He didn’t know what he was getting into when the urge struck him to go to the adult bookstore on the East Side of Phoenix. Trent was in town on business and had flown in the day before. He felt a little guilty because he was finding it such a relief to be away from his wife of ten years. They had a pretty good marriage, but since she had started a new care...

First Time Work-Out

by jnw001 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I'm Nick, a married mid-30's professional. I'm 5'11", in shape, tan, brown eyes, black hair. I work out to stay in shape. I was working out one night and was running late, the owner of the gym said I could stay late and finish my work-out and that Steve and Butch would be staying late to clean up and lock up. I didn't see Steve or Butch while I finished up...

Lust for My Workout Partner

by Bigguy4u2e on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I have been working out at the same gym for awhile now and after my work out I always looked forward to hitting the showers because I loved to check out the other guys in the locker room and showers. One particular day stands out in my memory because it was the first day I set eyes on Bart. I was in the shower, eye balling a few of the other guys in there, a...

Gym Rat

by EliHaze on Mar 25, 2019
Gay Male

If there's one thing I loved about Cain, it was the way his sweat pooled at the small of his back. We'd exchanged a few words in bio class freshman year and I always found him kind of arrogant, but nothing could change the excitement I felt watching him drenched in sweat at the gym. He looked like the classic straight man I tried not to let myself be attract...

Yugoslav Flour Mill

by lexxjld on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

(also known as horny_dad or lexxjld on some sites) ==== In August 1964 I was hitchhiking up through Yugoslavia from Greece. It had been a long hot day with few lifts, and at lunchtime I found myself walking through a small dusty village. There was one shop, so I bought myself a cold drink, and continued through the village looking for somewhere to sit in t...