Gay Unwilling Stories

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Soma's Journey Ch. 03: The Cock Doesn't Lie

by SomaSlave on Dec 16, 2019
Gay Male

"If you like the idea of giving a man oral pleasure and would like a safe, discreet place to do it, I'm the guy for you." After several weeks of no shows and no action, that sentence caught my eye. I read the rest of the ad, saw he lived close to me and was hooked. Apparently, he was as horny as I was: within minutes of my email reply, he IMed me. After dete...

A Classic 4x4

by unknownmuse on Jan 14, 2018
Gay Male

The following is a work of fiction. All characters are over the age of twenty-one years. * I walked out of the rural grocery store toward my car when I noticed the old truck. A vintage Toyota 4x4 similar to the one I had owned while in the service so many years before. I felt astonishment as I studied it. Not a common sight for sure. I stood staring at the...

Rekindling Ch. 05

by reddirtwriter on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Sunlight seeped around the curtains, but Hunter had been awake for several hours. He knew there was something he was missing. Something Ty had hoped to experience on their no-holds barred weekend, but he couldn't think of anything. He'd been turning the thought over and over in his mind. He gleaned through anything and everything they'd told each other over...

Shower House In The Desert

by scentto on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The cool desert breeze hit me in the face as I stepped from my tent at 04:30 and made my way to the shower house. I shivered slightly. I was a 30 year old Marine forward air controller, attached to a tank Company, training at 29 Palms, California. I had decided to get a 30 minute jump on reveille so I could relax a bit with a hot shower, without having to fi...

Just Like Old Times

by UseAndBeUsed44 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It was supposed to be my moment of triumph. I'd been waiting for nearly twenty years to confront the bastards who ruined my life, made me a slut slave to their hellish desires....turned me into the worst sort of cock sucking slut. Their actions when I was but a very young man had affected me my whole life...in my relationships with both men and women. With...

Heat Wave

by Friansslut89 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Brian was hot. Brian was extremely hot. The kind of hot that made your underarms damp and your cheeks flushed and nasty sweat drip from your brows. It was for this reason why he couldn't fathom why Freddie, in the midst of a heat wave, could even consider having sex. "I said no, Bulsara," Brian snapped. Freddie's face formed into a disappointed pout and Bri...

Sacrificed by Curiosity Ch. 04

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Relief poured over me along with Don's semen that was bathing my insides. I thought I had survived the ritual. That it was all over now, that it would all get better. But nothing was happening. Well, nothing beyond the master satyr pulling out of me and marching around the circle, waving his still-engorged dong and exhibiting the mixture of his semen and my...

Glorious Second

by glory_first on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

I was standing, rubbing another man's long hard cock with my own. It was so good I had to stop after only a few seconds, since cumming after the first touch of another man's cock on mine would end the fun much too fast - always a danger with first times. Being this turned on is worth enjoying for itself, which you learn to appreciate after a few other first...

Miami Ch. 08

by bominog on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

MIAMI PT 8: AN UNEXPECTED OLD FRIEND Miami and I had been together now for almost 2 years. I saw us as a couple, as did all the people who knew us, though it was not a stated fact on his part. To him, I would never be anything more than his bitch, or his whore, to be used as he saw fit. It actually made him a little angry if I even suggested that he was gay...

On the Docks

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I was moving among the containers on the dock, looking for the one that had the goods I'd had shipped from Portugal in it, when I reached a pocket of isolated dock space between the stacks of truck containers and the waterfront. I was about to turn and move back along the row of containers to examine the numbers on the other side of the tight aisle, when I h...