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Glory, Glory Hallelujah!

by bjking on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I'm a gay man who loves to suck cock. Redundant, you might think, but not all gay men love to suck cock. Go figure! But I do, so when I first heard about gloryholes, I thought that sounded great. I could suck a guy's cock, never have to see his face or body, never have to form a relationship of any kind, and in the end I'd get a mouthful of warm, thick cum,...

In the Bluebell Wood

by Tiberius58 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I had left school in the June and was waiting to go to college after the summer break. All my mates had gone straight into jobs, so I had the prospect of spending the hot summer days on my own. Two days into the holiday period I was bored stiff, so I volunteered to mow the front law. Stripped down to a little pair of white shorts and my trainers, I let the...

A Pervert's Memory of Being 18

by Pons4035 on Sep 21, 2020
Gay Male

We moved my senior year in High School; my dad following the Great American dream! Through my high school years I had been the local faggot whore who serviced everyone in the little town I lived in, so when I turned 18 in my new home, over a thousand miles from my old home and reputation, I boarded a bus and went downtown to where there were several adult th...

Are You Ready For Some Football?

by BiMax on Aug 22, 2017
Gay Male

Ever since I saw my first Monday Night Football game when I was ten years old, I have been an obsessed football fan. And during football season, my Sunday afternoons are spent at the local sports bar – cheering and screaming with everyone else. This is certainly a typical Sunday afternoon for most heterosexual American men, and in many ways I am a typical g...

House Call

by mybidesires on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

I had met him online with one of those hook-up apps. He said he needed to have his cock sucked. Nothing more, nothing less. I was curious. Of course I was curious. I love to suck cock and told him that. But the only cock I had sucked in a long while was my wife's lover's 20 centimeter uncut schlong during the few threesomes we had in the past year, but that...

Prison School Ch. 17

by o2byoung on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 1(Prison School) correction. I need to make a correction to Chapter 1. I had stated that, to qualify for the program, inmates needed to have at least 2 years to serve. The actual requirement is between 8 months to no more than 2 years. Most students are able to complete their training and pass the test for certification within eight months. A few i...

Prison School Ch. 23

by o2byoung on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 23 – W4 Monday evening (Just to catch you up – at the very end of Chapter 22, Luke had received this letter) "Mike," Luke said, "I received a very disturbing letter today from Sylvia." "Sylvia? Who is Sylvia?" "She is—was my girlfriend. Mike," Luke sobbed, "I don't know what I should do. She wants to make amends, here, just read it!" Luke handed...

Brian's Coach Video

by panamacock on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

Brian pressed the enter button on his computer and away went his homework project. Coach Jell had asked him to prepare a video showing his home gym workout plan, so the Coach could review it. Shooting the video with his friend James, had been fun and sexually arousing. Brian knew he was gay and watching his friend flex his muscles and lift the heavy weights...

Personal Coaching Ch. 04

by BeltBuckle on Apr 17, 2019
Gay Male

I could barely sleep, when the day came. I remember waking up about an hour before my alarm clock with a huge hardon in my underwear. Oscar was very explicit about not jerking off unless I get fed so it was really hard for me to just stay in the bed with my thoughts, surrounding Oscar and his crazy hot friend Carlos. So I got out of bed and did some stretche...

Cocksucker's Blow and Go

by thejazzdude on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

This story is loosely based on a true story. ***** I waited. The room was dark, with only a sliver of light coming through the edge of the blinds, casting just enough visibility in the room to not walk into a wall, but never enough to see anything, like a face. I was on my knees, in just my boxer briefs, staring at the front door of my apartment. Why, mig...