Gay Pervert Stories

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First Time Bound

by juliegomez on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This was my first time. Yes I had given a few blow jobs. Yes, I had been taken from behind just once or twice. Or once or twice more. But I had never found anybody before that wanted to tie me up and use me for bondage sex. I stood quietly without moving. My feet were about a shoulders width apart. I was taking short shallow little gasps of air as I waited...

Doctor's Orders

by cigarstud on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The last appointment! Friday was nearly over at last. This had been a hell of a week, and I was anxious for the weekend to start. I'm a doctor, a urologist to be exact. Yeh, I know what they say, 'he's a dick doc'! My name is Jim Morris, and I'm 53 years old, six feet even, and weigh 172. I've been divorced for almost ten years, and wanted to retire by now,...

Need I Say More?

by alexcarr on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I'll make no excuses about it, all I am saying that it was easy to lure Geoffrey into my beach hut. We'd been doing some surfing you see, I'd seen him perform and he was great catching the waves, much better than me and every time I tried I was a complete failure. Geoff had realised that, came over to help me up - made me feel a bit old though, my being tw...

Am I Unique

by lionel_collins on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Copyright 2006 I often wonder if I'm one-of-a-kind, obsessed as I am with the boys, especially, David, across the street. Both are nineteen; they've been best buddies since they were children. David's hair is as black as coal. About six foot two, he's cute, lean, wiry and slightly effeminate. Tony, a dark blond, is about three inches shorter than David; he'...

Justin and Trent

by Guy521 on Jul 15, 2020
Gay Male

Justin walked into the locker room and stripped of. His muscular body was shiny with sweat after a gruelling workout. Stuffing his ripe gym kit in his gym bag, he then realised he was not alone. Trent Jeffries walked into the locker room naked. Like Justin, he had a beautiful muscular frame. Justin scoffed in contempt. Both boys were on the University foot...

By the Roaring River

by KillerMuffin on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

"Amelia, I'm," I took a deep breath, "gay." Three words. Just three little words that ended my life. She'd kicked me out, took everything, kept the kids, and spread the good word all over town. It was a small town, maybe 4,000 people. In one fell swoop I lost my wife, my kids, my family, my friends, and the respect I'd always had. My job was still there, t...

The Old French Guy

by noblue on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

When I was eighteen or nineteen, I worked for a boat dock. We would do maintenance to small boats. My boss sent me over to change the oil on a small sailboat owned by an old French guy who lived in the marina. There were many rumors about him. Like how he admired young guys. Alot. It didn't bother me. I just had to change the oil and get the fuck out of the...

Into the Storm of Discovery

by XXNoraJeanXX on Dec 3, 2019
Gay Male

In the small farming community of Beatrice, the folks have called Brent Greyson "Grey" for short ever since he had been a child. Now, well into his thirties, Grey still resided on his inherited family farmland just on the outskirts of Beatrice Country. Farming was hard work, and life hadn't recently been terribly kind to Grey, but he loved the land, and he e...

The Three Day Pass Ch. 23

by JoyStick56 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may ins...

My First Taste Pt. 02

by bttplglvr on Oct 14, 2017
Gay Male

The late summer evening breeze felt relaxing coming in through the window of my car as I headed for my all too familiar rendezvous. Over the past few weeks Mr. Dickson, who I now knew as Steve, had been true to his word, he had frequently called or text me to come to his service. Being Steve's personal cock sucker was something that I was beginning to get ac...