Gay Stealing Stories

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Run and Hide Pt. 03

by CC_Ryder on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 8 Paul woke the next morning with the sun warm on his face and a mop of golden hair on his chest. He had that unsettling feeling of not knowing where he was. Suddenly, the fog of sleep cleared and he remembered what had brought him to this moment. Ace's slick skin, the irresistible scent of the oil and Ace's body, the impossible heat surrounding h...

The Daughter's Boyfriend Pt. 02

by rimaday on Sep 5, 2018
Gay Male

I arrived home trying to keep positive. I thought I had turned the tide with the arrogant little pick. Little prick is not a good description of Eric... Arrogant little ass would be better. None the less, he was a smart, arrogant little ass, and seemed to know his Psychology. I wished I could turn the clock back 24 hours and start over. A day ago, at this...

Written in the Stars

by Pelaam on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Alonso Lassiter strode jauntily towards the office of his Master and mentor Professor Evander Kell. Alonso was the Professor's assistant as well as a part time teacher of The Classics. Alonso was pleased as the Professor had secured them both, as well as four students, places at an established Egyptian archaeology site for three weeks of the upcoming summer...

Spinning and I Can't Sit Still

by HandsAcrossTheSea on Mar 3, 2020
Gay Male

All it takes is a nod from Connor and Travis's heart fucking skips four beats and then starts back on a rhythm all on its own. A fucking nod. Practice had been hard, especially since it's barely two weeks into their break and it already feels like the middle of the fucking summer, humidity on top of heat - but with enough guys from the frat hanging around...

House-Sitting with a Homosexual Pt. 04

by GayTripper on Sep 17, 2017
Gay Male

After a very long wait, I am pleased to present the fourth part of House-Sitting With a Homosexual. This segment takes place four years after the third part and is set just a few days before Eric and Elena's wedding when Daniel returns to Eric's life. I hope you enjoy the story. ***** Elena and I sat across from each other at the kitchen table in our small...

Forever Yours Ch. 10

by vanalas on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

I am really hoping you will enjoy this chapter as I did while writing. I would really love to hear from you about the twist in this story because I wanna hear whether it's a hit or complete no. Don't forget to fasten your seat belts as you read, just joking. Enjoy... ******* Ramon's car arrived at Martinez hotel and he was feeling both nervous and scared....

Luttepor Fairlamor

by cliffgirl08 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

All characters in this story are over 18. Lee swung the axe over his head, hitting the split willow branch dead center and separating it clean to make two shorter logs. Replacing them with another piece of wood, he paused to wipe the sweat from his brow with his bare arm. He looked down at the pile of wood near his feet. Only twenty more and he was done. I...

Stand for Love Ch. 08

by vanalas on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Hello my lovely readers and welcome to this wonderful chapter. It is dedicated all to you. Before going into this chapter I'd like to tell you that I have considered your suggestion about a royal story and I'm sure I'll come up with something once this story ends. I love you guys a lot and I hope this will be an interesting chapter for you. Don't forget to d...

The Foundry Pt. 01

by thatonekidd on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

CHAPTER ONE: Skill of Soul: Frost Monarch 3:23 a.m. Jun sat upright in his bed, sweating and panting heavily, staring at the open palm of his hand. There, in the very center, was a small ice crystal forming. It was floating and twirling about in the darkness gracefully. Jun would've been delighted by its presence -- had it been anywhere other than on his b...

The Devil in Devlin

by cliffgirl08 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

"James, please pick your jacket up off the floor and put it in your bedroom, that's a good boy." The quiet words, spoken as much to not provoke an argument as to convey a request, came from my foster father, Randy Simmons, as he took a few careful steps over my prone body lying in front of the television watching cartoons. I had arrived home from school two...