by
socksancocks
on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male
Jason had left my house, and a very special gift for me to remember him by. Although his stinky underwear and socks were sufficient, he left his phone number as well. This meant that he wanted to see me again. And of course I wanted to see him.
I quickly picked up my phone and entered in his number. I texted him:
Me: Jason. Hey! It's me, Cody.
He didn'...
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Gay Male
Back in the late 70s, when I was a young naval officer serving on my first trip, we were doing a six month deployment in the western pacific. One of the traditions of the sea is crossing the line, when the ship crosses the equator and moves from north to south or vice versa. Most ships hold a ceremony where those that have crossed before, called shellbacks,...
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by
tristantrotsky
on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male
Sometimes, going home with the wrong guy can be a mistake, a terrible mistake...
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It started out a lousy day. And it just keeps getting worse. I meet him in a bar for the poor, the stupid and the stinky. I'm sat there drinking, thinking, sinking, feeling low, hungry, depressed and far from home, wondering what I'm going to be doing once tonight is through...
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by
Flame666
on Apr 21, 2020
Gay Male
We pulled into the parking lot, Paul kissed me again and told me that they would pick me up at 9:30 the next night for our date and tour of the gay bars. I got out of the car and started to walk into the resort but noticed that the bar was closed and I was hungry. There is a Circle K about 2 blocks way and I decided to walk over and get some cokes and some e...
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by
kicky1000
on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male
I was standing over my father's grave at Sunnycrest Cemetery as the cleric spouted empty words and prayers, and as my mother wept crocodile tears into her lace hankie.
"Be strong, Lucinda," said my Great Aunt Martha, patting my mother's shoulder. Aunt Martha was my father's mother's sister.
My mother sobbed even more energetically into the damp embroidere...
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by
Robert_Furlong
on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male
It turned out to be totally different from playing around with girls. For a start, we didn't even get on his bed together and there was cuddling each other or anything like that.
I just hitched the front of my jeans down so my aching hard-on sprung up, and Harvey pulled the back of his down and leaned over a chair. His hairy arse crack gaped open and I shuf...
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by
LostFromBoston
on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male
It was a warm spring day, on a Saturday afternoon, and Danny was bored and horny. He'd been looking at gay porn and edging his cock all morning, working his cock up hard until the head was leaking and his balls got tight, only to let himself grow soft again, over and over. Being in his mid-twenties, he was always horny.
And even though he considered himself...
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by
el_wing
on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male
Trapped in the closet. Eye sockets puckered and seeping, he saw me. In the dark, he saw me. Blind and all seeing like one of the Graeae, who passed an eye between them, he saw and devoured me. Scalpel in his hand, he cast me into the musty sheets. I had no trick like Perseus to escape, no room to move. His clammy hands all over me, his evil countenance oozed...
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by
alexcarr
on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male
It was Jasper time again. After a week of pressure from work it was always a joy to be with Jasper come the weekend, when he travelled from the North just to be with me. But Sam was there too.
Now Jasper was inside me and I felt complete once more, feeling his gentle thrusts work into my being. He called himself my cherry picker which, considering the lovel...
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by
danielblue
on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male
The moment Farris walked into the yard you could sense the change. All the guys attending Jack's pool party stopped their chatter, and stopped sipping on their cocktails, and turned to look at the dark haired, swarthy complexioned bear of a man whose basket was so large that the waistband of his swimming costume was slung so low you could see the thick jungl...
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