Gay Tickled Stories

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My Special Afternoon Pt. 01

by Plato on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It was just another Tuesday in the office, I was bored, alone, and as usual thinking about choices. The fact that I thought about being with a man was a given, I'd been thinking about that pretty much everyday since I was 19. But would today be another day when I read Literotica and jerked off all over my chest at my desk (I work alone) or would it be a day...

Winners and Losers Ch. 01

by bawdybloke on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

The swell of his cock bobbed in front of my face, the feint aroma of masculinity and sweat swirling around me. There are no chains binding me to the wet floor of the changing room, but I was immobile. Captivated. Unable to move, my lips parted for the first time to allow a man to stuff his erect prick into my mouth. I was naked; I was vulnerable and defeate...

I Thought I was Straight Pt. 02

by lonesomejones on Jun 9, 2020
Gay Male

Jane came in after a while and suggested I go out for lunch with Jim, which I thought might be nice, almost like a date. He was waiting for me when I came out and said that was looking forward to taking me out. I wasn't sure where we were going when I got in his car, but felt okay about things and told him that I was looking forward to lunch as well. After a...

I Thought I was Straight

by lonesomejones on Mar 18, 2020
Gay Male

I'd just turned 32, was already on my second marriage and things weren't going very well. Same problem as the first - lack of interest in sex. It had gone from two or three times a week to maybe once a month. We'd talked about my low libido and I had even had counselling, but neither had helped. Once last try. The new psychologist suggested we try a new ap...

George & Martha Ch. 02

by joaq123 on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

After that first night together, I couldn’t get the images of what we had done out of my mind. I found myself longing for a repeat visit. What we had done—Martha and I, George and I, the three of us together—formed the center of all my masturbatory fantasies for some time to come. I also began to fantasize how it would be to be with one or the other alone, a...

Old Man Discovers... Ch. 37

by tnwriter on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

last sentence chapter 36- "I'll be anxiously waiting" Well that's taken care of until tomorrow. I just need to make a final decision and make sure both Jackie and Fred understand and accept the situation. After spending a disrupted, sleepless night, I need to get my poop in a group before going to Jackie's. She/he did sound a little upset by my use of the...

His First Blowjob

by bifemdom81 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

After weeks of searching for the perfect fit, we agreed to meet someone at a bar. He was tall and lean, but muscular. A lot like you. We talked for awhile but after just a few drinks, I couldn't take it anymore. I whispered my desires in his ear then he whispered in yours. Immediately, we all left the hotel bar to head to the room we reserved for our adventu...

Becoming Jessie's Bitch Ch. 02

by HerLittlePiggy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The metallic click made my cock twitch. I looked in the mirror and soaked in the sight. Jessie stood behind me dressed in a black tuxedo holding my leash in his left hand as his right rubbed my bare shaved chest. I was naked from the waist up except a black studded leather dog collar that looked and felt surprisingly comfortable. "Do you like your collar?"...

The Indebted Butler

by MelvinMhk on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It had been almost two years since I had loaned Jake money so that he could travel overseas that summer with his friends. I knew then that he may never really be able to pay me the money back, but I didn't want to deprive him of the experience of going abroad with his friends. One of the things an eighteen year old needs to do is see what other countries are...

The Runner

by HerLittlePiggy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Mark glided down the sidewalk towards my house as I hoisted the final bag of mulch onto my shoulder. He had long strides, a fluid gait and a brisk pace. His chiseled bronze chest and washboard glistened with a lather of sweat. "Hey how are ya doing?" I asked with a nod. "Good, you?" He replied with a bright, million watt smile. He slowed his pace. "I need...