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Family Matter

by beargriss on Apr 24, 2018
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** My dad secretly likes to have sex fights with other guys. I found out about this a couple years ago when I got a bit too curious as to what he and his buddies usually do on the basement. That's where Dad keeps his own personal wrestling ring, but I figured that's not unusual conside...

Gay Sexfight in London Ch. 01

by Gaysexfighter on Dec 24, 2019
Gay Male

For years I labored under the delusion that I knew what I wanted concerning erotic combat with other men. I would refer to it as "first to cum loses" or "erotic wrestling" in my profiles on the gay wrestling websites and during a chat session, but neither title truly encompassed what I was longing for when I envisioned the "sexfighting" I had in mind. I met...

The Quarterback and the Tutor Ch. 09

by perihelion on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

The light flooded the room and the covers were pulled off me, leaving me naked and exposed to the coolness of the morning. "What time is it?" I moaned. The last thing I remembered was Tom crying himself to sleep and me lying there in a state of semi-terror, dreading the morning which apparently had arrived. "Get your lazy ass out of bed," Tom teased. He...

Straight Guy's Curiosity

by str8joLA on Jun 1, 2020
Gay Male

This is my first story, thanks for reading! This is a true story of my very first experience with another guy. If it's any good and people like it, I'll keep going. In the meantime, enjoy! Let me tell you a little about myself. I'm 34 years-old, and good-looking in a boy-next-door sorta way. I have wavy brown hair, green eyes. I'm 5'11" and because I like t...

Next Door Neighbor Ch. 02

by MI_guy on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

Thanks for all the feedback to my stories. It's good to know that people enjoy it. * It had been about two weeks since my encounter with my new neighbor Bill, and it had been on my mind a lot since then. I hadn't talked to him at all, but would wave if I saw him getting in his car or when I was driving by. I was sitting on the porch again, thinking about...

The Shower

by James_444 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"You're sopping wet!" Harry exclaimed when he opened the door. "No kidding," James retorted dryly. "I was a halfway to my car when the sky opened up and dumped buckets on me. I figured that I could dry out here while I visited." "Sure, no problem," Harry said. He watched as James slipped his shoes off. A plan began to take shape in his mind and he smil...

Kingfishers

by TRCarraway on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

First of all, Nathan King ruined my life. Let's start with that. I was in business school, like the good little WASP that I was. I was going to be...I don't even know. I was going to wear the good suits, though, send my interns out for my coffee and send them scattering with a look if they got my order wrong (venti non-fat iced chai tea latte, they'd murmu...

Hot Buffalo Conference

by perihelion on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

My name is Clivedon Wilhelm Van Der Hoeven, generally known to my family and friends as 'Clive'. I'm thirty-four and everyone tells me I still look twenty-one. Trust me; it's all in the genetics. My paternal grandfather died at eighty-seven and people were amazed to discover his true age in the obituaries. He looked fifty with not a line or crease on his fac...

Sequences Ch. 03

by luvkitten on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"Still hurt, Sequence?" Tulip asked as she helped him wash the next morning. "My arms are ok. My side still hurts a bit. A little tear. I'll be ok." Sequence replied quietly. "You nervous?" Daffodil said. "Can't walk in those shoes. I'll fall, he'll be angry." "Small, high steps." "High?" "Yeah, lift your knees high but keep the steps small." "Ok, I c...

Jungle Fever Ch. 4

by ozeboi69 on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

Moaning. It escaped from Boi's lips like a gentle breeze passing through the tree tops. Groaning. I couldn't tell if the sounds he emitted were of pleasure or despair. His eye's closed, lips parted only enough for the sounds to escape, Boi's facial muscles were contorted in a way difficult to read from my vantage point above, where I stood tied to a tr...