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Gay Wrestling Federation

by Yelawolf on Apr 28, 2020
Gay

You sat outside of the large training center. Your palms pouring sweat as you became very nervous. You knew your dream job is in reach. You just had to reach and grab it. You look over to the other men sitting with you. A short chubby asian man with the cutest smile chats with a lanky skinny white guy. The white guy scowl as the asian man did his best to hit...

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Barry Greets His Awakenings

by Jay_Lloyd on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Author's note: This is quite a long saga of a very masculine young man coming to terms with his sexuality. If you just want to read about hard sex, then my advice is to jump to Part 2, where hopefully you may find it? I dedicate this one to my Iowan Butterfly, a very special, warm person. * * * * * Part 1 - England: Barry was a young gay guy; eighteen y...

Is Becky Home? Pt. 02

by KindaWilde on Apr 17, 2018
Gay Male

When I awoke the next morning to bright sunlight coming through the front windows, I noticed that Beck was not in bed. I pulled on my jeans and a t-shirt and walked out on the porch for a while. When I came back in, I saw him and startled, gasping just a bit. He turned to me and said, "Hey, coffee's making." His face was not smiling or weird or confused at...

Mark and Barry Ch. 01

by sam8 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It was Sunday night that Mark's girlfriend dumped him, and he could barely find the energy to go to the play's first rehearsal the next morning. She hadn't been especially nice about it. They hadn't seen much of each other in the last week. Mark blamed himself for that, and he had mistakenly assumed that was why she had been acting cold all through dinner....

My Wife's Twin Brother Ch. 01

by imnsocal5 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

My pregnant wife has been away visiting her mom for the past week. She just let me know today she was going to stay a few more days. Today was Friday, which meant she wouldn't be home until at least Tuesday. My wife and I are both 27 years old and only being married just under a year we are still newlyweds. So as much as I enjoy being home by myself, I still...

The Lure of Cock from the Closet

by jakladd on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

It's true. We desire cock. Our wives have no idea what goes on inside of us with this desire to submit...to cock. We hide it from everyone but in our minds it's a runaway train. To touch, feel, pull on, sniff, rub our faces in it, lick it, taste it, suck cock. We've done it before, maybe a short time or a long time ago. The specter of guilt and shame dampens...

The Hole

by drlust on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

When I went to college in the 1970s I was incredibly naïve about the world of homosexuality. It helps to remember that in the United States in those days being gay was still something to keep secret. I knew a couple of guys in high school who I was pretty sure were gay, but it just wasn't something we talked about much. I was anything but naïve about sex,...

Thin Blue Line

by al_Ussa on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The two hardboiled cops went into the police station's locker room, hot and sweaty from a hard day's work patrolling the mean streets of Atlanta. It was already unbearably hot in the summer, but getting involved in a shootout after a botched drug bust had only made things worse. Officer Radwalski took opened his locker and started to take off his uniform to...

George

by Fred09 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Yes, several times, I have paid for sex. I am not always ready for the gay-bar scene or the peepshow shops and when I want sex, I want it now!! and not maybe-I'll- score-later. In addition to be in control of time, I can ask for what I want. And maybe additionally, I may have a little less of a guilt feeling that serious secretive Bi male-sex tends to create...

The Biking Trip

by Elected on Mar 26, 2019
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** "Yeah, sure, man, you're just mad you can't jump like me," Mark said as his bike bounded over some roots ahead of me. I wheeled around them and skidded to a stop. "I just don't want to," I grumbled, wiping sweat from my forehead. Mark stopped easily and shot me a grin. "Y...