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Close to the Phone

by LesGermane on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"I want you to come over here and suck my dick." Tony's voice, even across the phone lines, had an air of authority. My hands and feet got cold and my stomach and chest got tight. I could feel my heart beating. I was alone in my apartment on a lazy Saturday morning in October. My wife had driven up to North Carolina to visit her mother and sister over her f...

XXX of Love, Episode 01

by XXXoflove on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Outside a beautiful Hollywood mansion, 10 guys and 10 girls have assembled to meet, and hopefully fall in love with, one of the sexiest male models in the history of the industry- Zach Wheelburg. Zach has been in the industry for 5 years, ever sense he turned 18 and could legally get naked in front of the cameras. His body is chiseled to perfection, the tig...

Waikiki Curious

by racecardriver on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I was in Honolulu on business staying at one of those unfortunate tourist enclaves built on Waikiki. I had arrived on Saturday to enjoy a couple of days on the beach before my meetings on Monday. I had sunned and swam enough on Saturday and was ready to explore the beach past the front of my hotel. After breakfast, I threw on my board shorts, slid into my fl...

Found Love in a Hopeless Place

by dourdan on Jul 10, 2019
Gay Male

The first time I met Noah Redflower I'd assumed he was a volunteer. He sat on the front steps of the memorial prison hospice clinic, wrapped in a blanket despite the South Dakota afternoon heat. He was young, tan, with the typical long hair of a Lakota native. "I'm Marc," I said, holding out my hand. I had a black eye and a swollen cheek, part of the reason...

Happy Birthday Baby!

by libidinal on Sep 26, 2017
Gay Male

It was Steve's birthday and I had surprises in mind for him. Last night my husband and I had arrived at this luxurious desert spa near Palm Springs and I had a whole day of treats planned for him today. First we'd have a special caviar breakfast and take a quick swim, and then, for later in the afternoon, I had arranged for a masseur to come up to the room....

College Jocks Ch. 01

by busty_mclusty on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I walked into the locker room, feeling good about my performance on the court that day. I was a college sophomore on the basketball team, and life really couldn't have been better. I was on top of my game, had lots of friends and girls were throwing themselves at me all the time. I hadn't joined a fraternity (I still got into all their parties, though), as I...

Found Love in a Hopeless Place Ch. 03

by dourdan on Aug 7, 2019
Gay Male

Over the next few weeks, I worked with Dr. Miller in her lab. I was more of a secretary then a scientist, filing paperwork, blood and tissue samples, etc. I had to admit that working days was a lot easier than working nights and a lot more freedom. On Sunday I met up with Noah at the chapel. There was a local preacher who came by to lead a non-denominationa...

The Room Pt. 01

by MintSlice on Apr 20, 2020
Gay Male

A teenager named Ryan yawned and turned over. He scratched his butt cheek. Two seconds later, one piece of information processed in his half-asleep brain: he was naked. But Ryan didn't sleep naked. He sat up. Where am I? He was in a completely white room: the floors, the walls, and the ceiling were sterile-white, with an odd reflected blue tinge. And t...

My First Day at a Gay Beach

by niplock on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Over the last 6 months I have become very curious about gay sex. My interest was first aroused when I started reading erotic stories online about all sorts of sex between men and women, between women and women, between men and men and group sex. At first I consciously avoided reading stories about gays having sex, but after awhile I started to read them and...

Fun in the Sand Dunes

by starova on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I was visiting friends I had hooked up with more than 2 years ago before I moved away for work opportunities in a mining town. Back then, there were about 20 motorcyclists and some of their girlfriends riding away from the city every other weekend to escape the city cops, speed restrictions, traffic cameras etc, and to breathe country air. It was a chance to...