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Riding Rails with Boys

by Neonurotic on Apr 3, 2019
Gay Male

Copyright Neonurotic The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. # "Can you get me a latté?" "Sure," he said, knowing they still had more...

Riding on Tickets

by JJEroticas on Dec 25, 2019
Gay Male

Sean's Ride I always wanted to see Abe Lincoln's bloody pillow. I loved trains. I found this Silver for Younger website. An 85-year-old retiree decided to fly down to Savannah and ride back with me. I paced the blue carpet watching incoming jets through the glass. Greg wore a bright pink shirt and a red hat. I greeted him. He was with Chris, his friend, a b...

Rough Riding to BARUF Ch. 03

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Exhausted and trying to escape the pain and this filthy cell, I forced myself into sleep. I was wedged in a sitting position on the bench, handcuffed to the jail cage bars and propped on one butt cheek to relieve the pressure on my ass. It had been a truly rough ride, but it had really hit the spot. I was aroused and satisfied as I never had been before, and...

Rough Riding to BARUF Ch. 02

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The cop was patting me on the butt cheeks with his billy club and telling me what a nice fuck I was as a second cop pulled up on a motorcycle, cut the engine, and stood the cycle up on its stand. He strode over to us, and I could tell in an instant that he wasn't here to help me escape the first cop. He also looked a lot younger and more fit than the first...

Rough Riding to BARUF Ch. 01

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I had found him through a friend of a friend of a friend. He didn't look like much when we met in Starbucks to discuss particulars. In fact, he didn't look at all like what I wanted. "So, how did you settle on this?" he asked me. "It was a costume party," I answered. "I hadn't, you know, been much interested in or turned on by anything until then, and . ....

A Riding Reunion

by KeithD on Aug 21, 2018
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** "When the Ecuadoran minister of tourism interviewed me, he said that no one ever gets attacked by a shark in the Galapagos Islands. He asked me if it couldn't have been a giant turtle. And I told him I knew a fuckin' turtle from a shark. He wasn't pleased with my attitude, but the...

Taken for the First Time

by CandleLit on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Riding my bike in beautiful, sunny Hawaii, enjoying the sunshine and warm breeze as the miles passed easily under my wheels. "What a perfect life," I thought. "Can't get any better than this." Time to go back to the rented condo? No way, not yet. The road that passed the beachfront houses beckoned. I'd only been there a couple of times and the road was p...

Glory Strokes

by glory_first on Aug 28, 2017
Gay Male

Riding to the original glory hole on a free but threateningly clouded Thursday mid-afternoon, my desires and hopes created a wave of anticipation. Desires starting while massaging the feet of my bi friend, who had come by to enjoy fresh strawberry jam on fresh bread, Thai soup, finishing with strawberry shortcake. She did turn down the offered gin and tonics...

Bathhouse Temptations Ch. 04

by glory_first on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Riding home in the gorgeous afternoon fall sunlight, the smell of sex remained in my nose. This was the first time a man's intimate scent provided such a lovely reminder of going down on a willing partner. And the first time my ass felt so good, providing a new sensation of satisfied pleasure sitting on the bike. The last hour had been heavenly, finding a pa...

Bare-Back Riding

by Ragamuffyn on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Moments after ringing the bell of an ordinary looking house in the suburbs, a well built man opened the door into another world. He stood 6" taller than my 6' & was finely muscled, with dark brown eyes that looked kindly at me while we made our introductions. The grip of his hand sent a thrill of anticipation coursing through my slim body as I thought of the...