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Path To A Surprise

by pdxjo on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

There were not a lot of people on the nude beach on the hot afternoon in the middle of the week. In fact, I had not seen a single person all afternoon. After laying in the blasting sun for about two hours, I really needed to get up and move around to cool off a bit. It was so relaxing and freeing to stroll along the river totally nude with the water lapping...

Stefan's Stink Pt. 02

by Guy521 on Jul 31, 2019
Gay Male

Stefan's feet were pretty big, a given for most athletes. The professor could tell they reeked, just from looking at them. Stefan sat on the couch and ran his fingers over his feet. Bringing his fingers to his nose, Stefan inhaled the filthy odour on his fingers. 'I never realised how ripe my feet are before,' said Stefan 'but they're exactly how you like...

Highway Ride Ch. 02

by buttcheeks777 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This is a fantasy of mine; no more, no less. It's not real! Please don't leave negative feedback if you're surprised that it's male-on-male sex. ***** .. The van came to a stop and I was still tied to the ceiling. I was just hovering there above the carpeted floor of the van so that my ass was about 2 or 3 feet off the floor; perfect butt-fucking height. S...

Rick Needed a Beer, Gets Much More Pt. 06

by Iwanttwo on Jul 3, 2019
Gay Male

Here it is, Saturday night and I'm sitting at home alone, hitting the beer. Tim should be here sharing a hot night of fucking and sucking with me, but instead he stormed out having a jealous fit. I am confused with more questions than answers. Things I know, two weeks ago I found a long denied passion and love of sucking cock. I also discovered that I love h...

Fixing a Flat

by buttcheeks777 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The day started out in the upper-70s and the temperature hasn't even started to rise yet. It's going to be a very hot day, in more way than one. My wife's sister married a manly-man, a former hockey player and party boy. A day laborer named Chuck. He's never held a job for long and he seems to do the same thing with women. He was caught cheating on my wife...

Dad's Road to True Slavery Ch. 02

by PhillyFootSlave on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Morning came for Jeff Hunter, the usual erection made impossible by the CB6000 firmly fastened to his dick and balls. He recalled last night's session with his young Master and realized how totally controlled his sexuality had become. His torment of feeling that 12-inch dildo deep inside him only spurred on his desire for release of his tormented testicles....

Justin and Trent

by Guy521 on Jul 15, 2020
Gay Male

Justin walked into the locker room and stripped of. His muscular body was shiny with sweat after a gruelling workout. Stuffing his ripe gym kit in his gym bag, he then realised he was not alone. Trent Jeffries walked into the locker room naked. Like Justin, he had a beautiful muscular frame. Justin scoffed in contempt. Both boys were on the University foot...

Lads Holiday Ch. 01

by Willy_Wanker on May 9, 2018
Gay Male

I've put this story in the gay male category, but none of the characters define themselves as gay. Its about a bunch of straight(ish) British lads on a typical boozy holiday, and the kind of antics they get up to. Like my other stories it focusses on intimate smells and bottoms, so if this isn't for you stop reading. I plan to continue this series so if you...

Backyard Gym

by crayrei on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I'm shaking as I approach the gate, palms slicked with cold sweat, heart slamming, stomach twisting. I'm really doing this, about to go through the gate—finally, after walking past it every day on my way to and from work, hearing the repeated clank of massive weights that would crush my slender frame, the deep manly grunts echoing in a massive chest, wrenche...

New Gym Friend Ch. 02

by newbitime on Aug 28, 2017
Gay Male

In the days and weeks that followed, I continued to frequent the gym, but just on a completely different schedule. I didn't know if I enjoyed what had happened or not... scratch that, I knew I had enjoyed it, I just didn't know if I wanted a repeat performance or not. On a number of occasions, I would find myself thinking back on our encounter while sittin...