Gay Stuck In Wall Stories

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Teachers Pet h. 01

by suckyoudry on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It was my senior year of High School; and I spent most of my time drinking beer and jacking off instead of focusing on my homework. Needless to say, I was failing. I could still graduate as long as I passed English and History. History wasn’t the problem, I would easily pass the final exam with an A, bringing my grade up to a high D. English, on the other ha...

Tad Ch. 01

by DrakeManley69 on Nov 27, 2018
Gay Male

I was in the cinema room of the men only sauna the first time I saw him. I was lying on my side with my head on the stomach of one guy, his cock in my mouth and my hand cupping his balls, another random guy was sucking my cock and I noticed a third guy, him, watching us. He made no movement towards us which wasn't unusual in the saunas, some guys just like t...

Hotel Stay with Straight Supervisor

by Antipode91 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Working for an electronics retail store wasn't all that amazing, but there were two perks to the whole thing. One was achievers. I was only eighteen, but I managed to be one of the best sellers in the store, so I got to fly to California for a week and enjoy the sights. The other benefit was supervisor. God, was he a sight to behold. I remembered my first i...

Losing My Cherry

by bimanms on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It was 1996 and I was living on the coast of Mississippi. I had been married for six years, and my second son had just been born. I had just returned from several months at sea on a Navy ship. My wife was always exhausted and not interested in sex. I, on the other hand, had a perpetual hard on. One day while driving along the beach I happen to notice a sign...

First Glory

by Blewlew on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

I have always considered myself totally straight. I've only had relationships with women. After the last one didn't work out, I decided it was much more enjoyable to just look at some online porn and not have to put up with any bitching. It was also much cheaper! After a few months however, I began to get bored with surfing porn. There's only so much you can...

Good Afternoon Ch. 05

by Dionyus on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Justin looked around again and found a broken off chair leg which he picked up to use as a club in case who ever did this was still in the apartment. It was quiet except for the sounds coming in from the open windows. He cautiously made his way through the apartment down the short hall where his room was on one side and his Mom's room was on the other with t...

Used by a Stranger at the ABS

by erosicum on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

I discovered my neighborhood ABS when I was 18 years old, still living with my folks. My body was hairless; I was a tightly muscled but thin kid all of 5'6", and just 125 pounds. Anyway, every week or two, for the couple of years, I would sneak out with some excuse, and walk down the street to the XXX store there in Cocoa Beach. I still remember the feeling...

A Little Learning Ch. 01

by Warrender on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

It was a cold, rainy Sunday afternoon, and there was nothing to do. I wanted to do only one thing, anyway - I wanted to fuck. I wanted - nay, needed - to fuck someone's brains out, and soon, otherwise I was sure my balls would have burst. I had just gotten back from a long, dull, dutiful spring break with my family; in the middle of suburban New Hampshire,...

Mr. Goodjeans

by Ken Nitsua on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Revised version copyright 2006 by the author. None of this would have happened if my flight out of Dallas/Fort Worth hadn't been delayed. I was royally pissed but there was nothing I could do. It was my own fault, anyway, for not having called ahead or checked the status of the flight on the Net. What can I say, my brain was fried. I'd just finished my fir...

Tales of the City Ch. 02

by Chevalier12 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The dough was soft and stuck to my hands. I added some flour from the open container beside me, continuing to knead it. The brick ovens behind me threw heat out carelessly, bathing my back in their warmth. I wiped my brow with the back of my forearm as I tried not to drip into the dough. Some perspiration in the soon-to-be crust was inevitable, but, as they...