Gay Rubber Hood Stories

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Macks R Us

by Troubadour on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Mike and I have been messing about for almost a year now He lives next door and at eighteen is a few months younger than me. He is more delicately built than me and with longish fair hair has a slightly feminine look about him. What we do started off as normal boyish behaviour. We began as many boys do by groping each other which quickly developed into exte...

Blink: Five

by KenjiDeSade on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The following story is a fictional account. The characters are entirely unreal and so are their situations. Thus no direct attention was paid to probability or safety for the characters. Such practices should not transfer over to real life situations. Practice safe, sane and consensual sex. For your own damn good. If you have problems or issues with queer po...

Michael Found His Discipline

by stud28 on Aug 21, 2019
Gay Male

Michael was a 40 yo man who stumbled across an app designed especially for those with kinky interests. He located a profile that peaked his interests. Mr. S was 71, 6'5, stocky, hairy chest, hairy back which was silver/white. In his profile pic, he wore a leather harness, leather jock strap, and leather hood and held a paddle in one hand and flogger in the o...

The Craziest Thing

by Versipellem on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The craziest thing I ever did? What the hell, I'll tell you. It started a long while back. Near the end of another hard winter day, freezing my ass off in the workshop ten hours straight. I was finishing up a PCV valve replacement, and my mind was already at Jack's; stool at the bar, my buddies playing pool, and a bottle of bourbon with my name on it. Tighte...

His First Speedo Ordeal

by saran32 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I drove to his flat in a state of unbelievable excitement - my first chance to dominate a man, his first time with a male dom too, with the bonus that he had so many fetishes I shared and we had agreed to explore. To save time and to increase my excitement I had dressed in rubber before the journey, with my tightest latex shorts and top hidden beneath my jea...

A New Old Friend Ch. 01

by idsweaterguy on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

The cold late October wind had thoroughly chilled both Eric and Jeffrey as they finished their round of golf at the neighborhood course. It was only noon but both men were die-hard golfers and had no problem starting early. Jeffrey, a tall thin man in his early seventies with bright blue eyes who still retained a nice head of white hair, was a retired wido...

Trip to the Pet Shop Ch. 02

by ibjtjones on Mar 6, 2018
Gay Male

It had been about a month since I had Dickson bathed at the pet shop and he needed another. I called and scheduled an appointment for when Brandon was there. I walked in with Dickson and Brandon saw us, and his eyes lit up immediately. He came over all professional acting and asked if he could help me. I told him Dickson and I were really pleased last time...

A Stop in the Desert

by JJEroticas on Dec 25, 2019
Gay Male

Chris wanted out of the Nevada desert. The dust piping his sinuses heightened anxiety. His old 99' Buick rolled its last leg—just making it to Rick's Auto on the intersection of nothing. There was an attached gas station that had not spilled gas in a decade. He pulled up near an open garage with breaks squealing. He rubbed and flipped open his worn leather w...

Giving Up Control Ch. 01

by funguy2223 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Walking to the front door of your condo I notice the door is cracked and there is a note outside. The note reads "I expect you to be fully shaved and wearing your cock ring. I expect you to remain silent the entire time you are here except when you are gagging on my cock or my dildo. I expect you to enter my condo and close the door, then strip entirely nake...

Trucker

by Ken Nitsua on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Revised version copyright 2014 by the author. * The cab of the big rig is huge and cool. I smell leather, diesel fuel, and cigarette smoke. The place hums with the vibration of the idling engine. I turn to the trucker sitting in the driver's seat, his eyes frank with lust. One rough hand rests on his denim-clad thigh, the thumb moving back and forth over...