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English Teacher: Toilets

by fuckwriter123 on Sep 2, 2017
Gay Male

It has been a while since my 18th birthday yet I have only had one sexual encounter, with Mr Todd, my English teacher. It has been a week since I received my reward from Mr Todd. I've been finding it hard to concentrate in his classes ever since and I often find myself looking at him with a huge boner. Today at lunch I had to pee so naturally went to the to...

Creamy Thighs

by sr71plt on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

Tight, hard, and hairless bodies with creamy thighs, resilient flesh on muscles of steel; and flexibility; flexibility is a must. I insist on that; and obedience and total subservience. And I possess them all. I fuck them all, women and men alike. I fuck them all regularly, without showing favor. That's the only way to keep order. And they stand in line, aud...

Glory Hole

by Phreaky1 on Sep 5, 2017
Gay Male

I got off the airport with a hard-on. Atlanta was my favorite city. I have been coming here every month for the last year. When my company first started to send me here, I hated it. The time away from home and my family was hard and there really was not much work to do. So I started to spend my free time driving around touring the city. The drives usually le...

Don't Look Back Ch. 26

by ShelleyRunyon on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The drive back to the Crockett seemed hella-long to Marshall. But he didn't dare fidget and reveal his impatience to Lee. And he definitely knew better than to touch himself, although the temptation to do so was great. He cast surreptitious glances at Lee, in the guise of taking in the scenery like any visitor to San Antonio. Instead, he secretly admired his...

Jeff and Darin

by fadedgiant on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The marijuana this summer is not very good, too much rain and not enough sun have produced plants low in THC. Even worse, growers planted far less than usual in the spring after reading the Olde Farmers Almanac predictions for sun and rain. I was hanging out with a high school buddy, smoking some of this low quality weed when the subject spun around to sexu...

Dale

by terseperverse on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Dale lights a cigarette on the back porch. It's raining out, but only just. It's that misty, dewy sort of rain that isn't really worth wearing an umbrella in but leaves your clothes damp all day. He snaps the lighter closed and puts it in his sweater pocket, staring back into my living room through the screen door. He looks contemplative, taking a drag like...

My Army Buddy

by metro610 on Dec 9, 2019
Gay Male

Army Buddy Experience: This is a story that happened to me in 1995. Giving and receiving my first blow job occurred in my early twenties. Following graduation from Basic Training at Fort Jackson, I was sent to Arizona for nine months to begin Advanced Individual Training (AIT) for my job in intelligence. I was assigned to a special housing unit with oth...

Spoiled Brat

by EliHaze on Feb 11, 2019
Gay Male

Jackson and I went out almost every week. He was a sweet kid. We met on one of those online dating sites and hit it off immediately- I wanted someone to spoil, and he wanted to be spoiled. There wasn't much more to it than that. He would tell me about his dreams of becoming some sort of humanitarian doctor and traveling the world once he finished medical sch...

Poker Night

by brazinski on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

New Year's Eve party at my girlfriend's friend's condo. I wandered away from Jules as she stood in a circle with three other girls gossiping and laughing about another girl across the room. The two ice cubes in the bottom of my drink glass rattled, subtly signaling me to head toward the bar. So I did. Pushing through the melee, I accidentally bumped a stra...

Sir and Faggot

by skinnysailor on Apr 15, 2020
Gay Male

I've been single for a while. A sixty something six foot, hundred and ninety pound gay man with salt and pepper hair, a good job, and a modest paid for suburban home in a small Southern Ontario city. I'm too old for the bar scene. The music is too loud. The pretty boys aren't interested in an old fart, and I'm not interested in an unshaven, pot belly leathe...