Gay Santa Stories

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Converted to Bisexual Ch. 02

by walterio on Nov 7, 2017
Gay Male

NEXT LEG OF THE TRIP Chuck and Andrew had spent the night in Carmel by the Sea after a day of sightseeing on the Monterey Peninsula. They had a nice dinner before Chuck got to enjoy Andrew's lovely bottom for another night. He had become comfortable masturbating his gay friend as he fucked him in the spoon position and Andrew was pleased. In the morning Ch...

Journey to Mirage Ch. 15

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

[Author's Note: This chaptered novel was originally tagged as running to 15 chapters, but a chapter of the original was split in two for Literotica postings, so there will be 16 chapters. Thus, this is not the final chapter that will post.] * "Ricky? Is that really you?" "Yes, Mom, it's me. I'd doin' fine, Mom. Trying to get settled. I want you to come ou...

Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 09

by JKendallDane on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

8=== > Laughter in the morning and tears in the afternoon Josh's body began to pull his mind from the slumber he was enjoying. His eyes fluttered several times as the fog of the most strange dream he was having, was attempting to clear and allow it to come into full focus. He thought the half awake vision was the ending of a good wet dream, but never before...

Wrangler Butts Ch. 06

by reddirtwriter on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Despite Darrin's concern, weeks went by with no repeat of the verbal attacks. In spite of the quiet, Mitch was more subdued than Darrin had ever seen him. He tried to get Mitch to talk about the incidents, but had been met with either evasion or stony silence. After several tries he decided to let it drop. Darrin was glad there hadn't been a repeat incident,...

Hitchhiking Leads to Gay Fun

by Hitchiker69 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I was hitchhiking north towards Santa Cruz, to visit some friends. It was late at night, I was standing under a street lamp along the highway, and I realized I wouldn't get there anytime soon. I'd begun to think about where to spend the night...would it be another night sleeping under a bridge? After 20 minutes or so, a BMW pulled over, and I jumped in. He s...

Up The Chimney He Rose

by AngelofDarkLust on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

A week before Christmas, I ducked into the fifth floor men's room. It served as temporary reprieve. The first among twenty or thirty things I could invent to occupy myself while avoiding the remainder of the company Holiday party two floors below. One other occupant was in the room. He barely registered on my eggnog-addled brain. Most years I managed to esca...

A Dude Loves Jude Ch. 02

by blondeallover_00 on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

Before the month of February was out, Tristan got the phone call he had been expecting almost impatiently. Jude spoke in a terse demanding tone. But it was good news for Tristan. "She's seen the pictures from our Valentine night tryst. She wants you to get your queer man buns over here ASAP so she can watch as I fuck you silly between them." He hung up befor...

Who's Jeff?

by sr71plt on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

The cook had fed us with steak and cleaned up and left, leaving the two of us alone. My host put some soft music on and lit the fire. The wine had been excellent and I was feeling it in my head. The white bear-skin rug in front of the fire looked so inviting, and I wanted my head to stop spinning, so I laid down on that on my belly, facing the fire, staring...

Adventures in Filmland Ch. 01

by adoration on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I'd been in Los Angeles for a week from Boston when I came across the advertisement. It was in the "Situations vacant" section of Gay Movie Review and immediately attracted my attention because it was so me. "Pretty sub boy needed for punishment film, must be between 20 and 25 and be able to absorb light to medium pain. Body must be excellent. Apply Jake Ja...

LA is Really a Small Town

by MiddlinJoe on Mar 17, 2020
Gay Male

It was 1977, a while ago now. Seems fresh in my mind. I had caught a ride to LA with a thou buried in my boots. That was a bunch of money back then. I was a young stud, and construction work was good to me. I was pretty ripped, and didn't drink or smoke the earnings away. I could weld, and that seemed to get me jobs quickly. I knew street Mexican, too. I l...