Gay Ritual Stories

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Second Honeymoon

by Tuppie on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter One: When I was eighteen, my mom and dad decided to take a two week long second honeymoon vacation. They coordinated this with my summer vacation, and I would therefore have the displeasure of spending my holiday with my mom's sister, Ruth. Ruth was married to a farmer named Waldo. Their twin sons, Hans and Dirk, were nineteen years of age. The boys...

Sacrificed by Curiosity Ch. 05

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

When I awoke, it was nearly dawn, and I was back at the gym parking lot, fully clothed and lying on the back seat of my car, but aching and hurting in every nook and cranny of my body. I was still a little woozy from the drugs and the loss of blood and moved with great lethargy and moans that were completely different from those that Don and Doug had dragged...

The Aviators

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter One: Mission Ritual The only sound in the dimming summer evening light inside the airplane hangar was his grunting and her moans and sighing. She was perched on her ass on the worn wooden desk off to the side of the two P-47 Thunderbolt fighter-bombers taking up most of the room in the hangar. A lightbulb hanging on a chain above the desk swayed bac...

They Are A-OK Ch. 22

by fantasyhunter2 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

When I got back to my apartment late that afternoon, I discovered that my unannounced absence from campus had caused a great deal of commotion in the brotherhood. "Where the fuck have you been?" Was Kyle's greeting before I even got the front door closed. "Not real sure why I need to explain myself but I had an out of town date Saturday night. What the fu...

Halloween Hike

by WRJames on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Do you believe in ghosts?" It was not the sort of question my wife normally asked. I'm the romantic type. She's a numbers person, a bean counter. "I don't know. Why do you ask?" "Well, we're hiking up to a ghost town, aren't we?" "It's not that sort of ghost town" "It was a thriving village once." A voice broke in behind us. One of the guys walking alon...

Pumpkin Patch Snatch

by KeithD on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I didn't know if it was the unseasonal heat or the heavy work we'd done that day or Jake's scary stories or Miguel's empty bed that kept me awake in the dormitory that night, but I had nervous energy to spare. I would doze, but I'd wake up with a start and look over at Miguel's bed, the emptiness of it now explained, and then I'd check all of the other beds...

A Life Not Spent With You Ch. 01

by Rinique on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

This story has some non-consent appearing here and there: If you don't like such things, please don't read. Other than that, enjoy! -Rinique ************************* They howled even though they hadn't shifted forms, the sound sharp and frightening, raising hairs on the back of his neck. Leaping over a decaying log, covered in moss and mushrooms, Damien...

Unnatural Thirst Ch. 02

by guyprime on Jul 24, 2018
Gay Male

The campus was abuzz with an unruly number of bright-eyed freshmen not yet feeling the creeping pessimism ever senior inevitably feels. Lee hated it. He remembered being one of them, and he was more annoyed at them for it. Perhaps if they just ... weren't so ... stupid. The only good part of having them around was for the free eye candy. Lee breathed a sigh...

The Soldier and The Cleaner Ch. 02

by reallife4me on May 6, 2019
Gay Male

The weekend had flown by and my life would never be the same. But right now, there was no time for that. Not at this moment. It was Wednesday evening and it was all on the line. All year we had been struggling to get our game down. The majority of our team was made up of freshman and sophomores. Then there was myself and three other juniors with only one se...

*The Prince of New York*

by spoon on Dec 27, 2015
Gay

When you wake up, the morning sun is peaking through your bedroom curtains. The smell of breakfast seeps through the air vents and you can hear your family going about their morning ritual of yelling about the news, laughing uncontrollably, and altogether being as Italian as possible. For a moment, you question why Mother didn't wake you up at seven as she a...

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