Gay Nipple Stories

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Touching Time

by sabb on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I woke to the touch of a hand stroking up my thigh. It rested briefly on my hipbone, but I was suddenly more concerned by what I felt at my wrists. I was tied there with something soft, but firmly tied, unable to pull my arms down from where they were above my head, and I panicked for a moment. My eyes were covered, I was blindfolded. My heart took a jump an...

Don't Look Back Ch. 26

by ShelleyRunyon on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The drive back to the Crockett seemed hella-long to Marshall. But he didn't dare fidget and reveal his impatience to Lee. And he definitely knew better than to touch himself, although the temptation to do so was great. He cast surreptitious glances at Lee, in the guise of taking in the scenery like any visitor to San Antonio. Instead, he secretly admired his...

The Gentle Master and The New Slave

by eljayb on Apr 17, 2019
Gay Male

You are dressed in your stockings and a pair of very silky panties and lying on your back on the bed. Master enters the room and smiles. He approaches you and kneels beside you and gently kisses on nipple while one hand softly caresses your silky legs. Right down to the toes, under the foot and very slowly and gently up your calf. He cresses that tender spot...

Bathhouse Roles

by glory_first on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Arriving right at the bathhouse's opening time on Tuesday, the sky dark enough to think that rain would be arriving soon, the entrance was busy. 5 stacked bundles of the latest edition of a free local gay magazine were outside the door. Going in, before I could mention the delivery, a man with a blue t-shirt that read "I like face fucking - ask me" brushed b...

Bathhouse Summer Saturday

by glory_first on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

After weeks of clear blue skies and hot days, the weather turned on Thursday. The motorcycle has been laid up for weeks (a minor incident months ago snowballing into weeks waiting for parts, and discovering wet clutches have fascinating differences with dry ones). But on cold wet days, not having to deal with rain clothes when visiting the bathhouse is not a...

Descent into Submission Ch. 02

by sobresaliente on Aug 22, 2018
Gay Male

Although Dwayne had just covered my face, hair and bathtub with cum, he was becoming erect again. My wrists and ankles were still cuffed, my mouth still taped shut and filled with Dwayne's liquid-filled/-encrusted jock strap. Despite the circumstances, I was hard and anticipating what would happen next. Given the strengthening of Dwayne's veiny shaft, I had...

A Timeless Place Ch. 14

by windstormy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Once again I am pleased to bring you another chapter in this continuing saga. I hope you enjoy it. I did finally decide to cut this chapter where it ends, in order to submit it for you being it was getting a bit long. The remainder of this 'scene' will continue into chapter 15. And please, do remember to vote and comment at the end. I do appreciate everyone'...

Bathhouse Accessory Ch. 04

by glory_first on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Arriving at the local baths just after 3pm on a Friday, the lack of visitors was surprising. Possibly due to the fact that the following Monday was a holiday, or possibly due to how summer had recently arrived. Downstairs, one man was in the whirlpool, prompting me to shower before joining him. After sitting close, my foot promptly sliding over his under th...

Bathhouse Temptations Ch. 02

by glory_first on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This Sunday, showing up just at 2pm, a steady stream of other visitors arriving, caused a five minute wait at the counter before getting my beer. Having smoked a bowl just before entering the sauna, the beer's cool wetness was welcome. I went upstairs first, finding it empty except for one heavy set man in the porn area on the lowest level, next to the wa...

Bathhouse Heaven Ch. 27

by glory_first on Feb 20, 2018
Gay Male

Having just finished a story from the end of the holidays, it is truth that intentions do not follow a schedule. I generally try to jot down what happened during a visit, but finishing the story takes a long time. In part because of the delay, as the glow of an extraordinary visit leads to more stroking instead of writing. Especially after enjoying some mo...