Gay Plantation Stories

83 results
Orientation
Length
Source
Infinite Scroll

Pirate’s Overlook

by Bottomedout172 on May 12, 2020
Gay Male

I met bill at a charity golf tournament when we were paired in a cart. We became lovers that night and have been together for six years. About four and a half years ago we made a private commitment to be exclusive. We came out to our families and close friends at that time, certainly no surprise to my kids or ex wife. We did not live together because we thou...

Getting It All

by sabb on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The air conditioner rattled and hummed in the tropical air, but inside the office at the top of the iron staircase it felt as if it was doing nothing but stirring the humidity around. If there was any coolness, it came more from the big ceiling fan that whirled and clacked in the centre of the ceiling. Luca sat back in his office chair under the fan and smi...

Homeward Bound Ch. 02

by sr71plt on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

When the scheme first got started, it seemed to be no big deal, really. By then there wasn't anything to protect and after the first time as part of the boarding house service there wasn't that much to be embarrassed about either. My family came to Asheville when I was just ten. For me, it was an improvement over the dreary coal mining towns of western Penn...

Farm Boi Life Ch. 07 - Final

by Sungmehetu on Jun 5, 2018
Gay Male

I sat on the edge of the stall in the pony barn eating one of the last apples that wouldn't be grown on the farm. Gary was rooting David something fierce. The cries were unacceptable. Gary had been on him for 20 minutes, the pain should have been quelled by David's own cunt juices and relaxation. It was obvious he was fighting it. "Just fucking stop." I ord...

Sail to the Sun Ch. 08

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Life was little different in the mansion hugging the snow-clad mountainside at Snowshoe than it was in Hoagie's inn. Less demanding—in terms of service both at table and in the bed—and the surroundings certainly more sumptuous. But very little different in terms of feeling owned and controlled—and isolated, all alone in the world. I cursed Buddy nearly daily...

A Spring Tete-a-Tete Ch. 02

by Olive Hizklosoff on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I don't think the movie ever stopped. I drove home with a smirk across my face as I kept rewinding the video going on in my head. When I got home, I poured myself some more of a delicious single malt and my ice water. I put a favorite adult DVD on and relaxed on the couch. It was one of the Voyeur series, #28, I think. There's one particular sequence that's...

My First Black

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

June, 1974, Da Nang Airbase, Vietnam God, he was big; one of the biggest. Shit, he could fuck. Panting, panting, I grabbed the metal legs of the cot on either side in a death grip, my cheek pressed into the rough woolen blanket, my eyes bugging out and my mouth slack and open in a silent scream, as he drove it harder, deeper inside me. Cruel. Rough. Just wh...

My Lover's Stepfather

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This must be it; this must be when Shawn finally takes me. That thought raced through my mind as Shawn brutally attacked my lips with his. We were stretched out on my dorm bed, me on my back and him covering my body with his. His tanned and muscular body, a gymnast's perfectly chiseled body, was undulating full length on mine. He held my arms above my head,...

Bedsprings Arc Pt. 01

by naradragonfly on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

My entire fucking family is fucking Evan Rosier. Even my 94-year-old great-fucking-grandmother is fucking Evan Rosier. I don't know what they see in him. Sure, he's gorgeous. I get that. But he's not the charming, innovative genius my mother believes. He's a fraud. He's the smarmiest smarmy bastard in the history of the world. I don't care if he is filthy r...

Confederate Gold Ch. 03

by KeithD on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

Tuesday-Wednesday, 4-12 April, Richmond to Just North of Danville, Virginia The men in the train had barely settled down, a bit more than two hours after they had cleared through the skirmishes at Manchester, across the James River from Richmond, and headed west along the river bank, before they pulled off on a siding in a forest near the town of Goochland....