Gay Surfer Stories

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Surfer Massage

by CA808 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I had just turned 21 years old and every gay male who reaches that age does what every male gay or straight will do and that is to legally drink and go out and hit the bars and clubs. That day finally came in the summer of many years ago and I hit my first gay club with some friends. We were partying it up seeing the male strip show and then having shots, dr...

Surfer Fun

by beachboy1 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Damn, why did he have to be so hot? As he paddled out to me, I could clearly see his muscles outlined beneath the wetsuit he was wearing. He stopped next to me and grinned. "You almost got that last one, man!" "Yeah right, I suck at this." He had sandy blond hair, a gentle, kind face, and firm muscles everywhere. He was still lean though, and not an ounce...

Surfer Boy Gets Taken for a Ride

by luvass on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

This happened when I was in college and shared a duplex with a friend and fellow student at the beach. It was summertime and we both worked at a hot-spot bar at the beach. It was a great summer. We spent our days at the beach and nights working at a place where it didn't even seem like working sometimes. It was the 70s when disco was hot, and the place was c...

Surfers Experiment in Speedos

by speedodave on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I used to go to surfin' at Torquay or Jan Juc or Bell's Beach with my flatmate. To tell the truth, Gazza was more than my flatmate. I was in love with him. He wasn't in love with me though. Oh, he liked havin' me around. And when he didn't have a girlfriend over he was happy enough to fuck me. Sometimes when he did he'd even call out my name as he emptied hi...

Driver Reliever Ch. 02

by shabbu on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Jake, you're on," I said into the invisible mike. Sending Jake, the young blond ex surfer who I was assured was 20 but who definitely looked underage, off into the reception area of a driver reliever centre - somewhere in Colorado. I sat back, keeping an eye on the equipment and occasionally turning to watch the visuals. The guys were all on the ball today...

Gym Buddies

by mrfallenangelxx on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Many times at the gym I would be there gazing at this hot guy who became known to me as Andrew, he once was stood there in-front of the mirror checking himself out like most of those vain guys do at the gym, his long blonde surfer style hair just covering part of his face, hiding his seductive ocean blue eyes and his beautiful pink lips. Looking at him I n...

Beach Condo

by rnwaz60 on Apr 10, 2018
Gay Male

Moving from Cincinnati to San Clemente, CA in the mid 80's I was lucky enough to find a condo for rent right near the beach where the surfers park. Better yet, my condo was just across the sidewalk from one of the hot tubs for the complex. Big one that would easily hold 20 or more people. It was surrounded by shrubs so most couldn't see in but through my kit...

First Taste of Mike

by Silk_Panties on Feb 11, 2019
Gay Male

I was staying overnight with a good friend during our junior year of high school. We had both just turned 18 and were always horney. Both of us were jocks, but Mike was known more of a surfer and a girl chaser. I was still a virgin having only been able to "get my finger wet" with a few girls. Mike had already fucked a few girls around town, and I must admit...

Topanga Canyon Joy Ride

by latecomer91364 on Sep 3, 2017
Gay Male

Woody Allen was wrong. Way back in his stand up days, he said that people who are bisexual double their chances for a date on Saturday night. I only started having sex with men about ten years ago, but I'd say it at least quadruples your chances. In all my years of reading Penthouse letters, I never had the kind of encounters I've had since I gave in wholehe...

Winter Break Ch. 02

by anastasiareeves on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This is an ongoing story, it might be a good idea to read chapter 1 before continuing on. ***** Winter Break Chapter 2 The thing that Tom liked least about coming home after four years of college was the obligation he felt to reconnect with friends who had stayed back in Boston to either start their lives or go to college there. His friends were mixture...