Gay Wrecked Stories

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Going Home Ch. 04

by armywife2009 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This is a short chapter, giving a little look back into the past, and more of a description of the guys. More to come soon! Chapter four: Old times That night I was laying in my bed, it was about 5 am and I knew I wasn't going to sleep anytime soon. I kept imagining Luke's face; it was haunting me even with my eyes open. He was so strong, his face artistic...

Workout Ch. 05

by DougsLair on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I realized that I was spiraling down that long, dark, (no pun intended) tunnel of depravity on my way to being a slut for Big Black Cock. I was torn, on one hand, I thoroughly enjoyed sex with Jim, but I knew I was getting out of control, thinking about his thick black tube of flesh in my mouth, spewing its salty load down my throat, pounding my now forever...

Fortress of Solitude

by timmywells on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

In the Summer of 1970... Charlie was heading off to college out west, while I was going to school nearer my home, and when we met on the day before he was flying out, I was filled with mixed emotions. I had known Charlie since kindergarten, and we had been best friends all of those years, sharing laughter and tears as we grew up. Now we were parting, and e...

Hot Summer Day

by TheNightfly on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I was driving down County Road 41 one summer morning making my way to my lake front property and the best swimming hole in the world to enjoy a well deserved day off. I had a pack lunch of sandwhiches and such, a 12 pack of cold beer and a day of rest and relaxation on my mind. As I turned off 41 onto Old Town Rd I saw a figure about half a mile down, on foo...

Farm Boi Life Ch. 02

by Sungmehetu on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

From the holes in the crate I saw a flag. I was in Texas. I had learned that the plane was a Company plane. It was full of slaves in crates all around me. The conversations we had were enlightening. Female slaves tended to hate service completely I heard from them it was because many were prostituted. There was only one female on that flight that truly lov...

We Meet Eventually Ch. 06

by 1suitedbi on Sep 23, 2019
Gay Male

Chapter 6 - The morning after Alex and Will recover from the Charity Ball. I awoke, daylight streaming through the windows, I smelled fresh coffee, I was alone, the bed was empty, my brain went into overdrive, last night, charity ball, Will wow, I felt my cock ache, I peeked under the covers, it was caked, as was my chest. Fuck, where was Will? As if on...

Opening Z Ch. 20

by polaris_flight on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"Mmhmm." Just before dropping off I felt a surge of....love...for these great people, for my life...for my ability to love....it was dark, my phone beeped. I squinted at it....my brother texted, he got on the road early and would arrive by 730. I texted back, "join me and friend for yoga in my room?" He said he would. Isaac groaned and pulled the covers off...

The Keeper of Secrets Pt. 02

by kwchancellor on Apr 24, 2018
Gay Male

As requested, a follow up. I'm not as proud of this one as I was the first, and I think that's because I saw the first as finished. I hope you enjoy it, though. ***** I was on my way out to work when I heard the sound of something hitting the side of the house. It was the distinctive sound of someone shooting hoops in my driveway. Only one person would be...

3 Generations of Cock Pt. 09

by rae121452 on Mar 6, 2018
Gay Male

Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The next morning found me sitting on a fluffy pillow at the kitchen table while Kyle prepared breakfast. I was squirming in my seat, trying to take the pressure off of my poor ravaged hole when dad came in one side from the hall and granddad came in the back door after going to th...

Restricted

by siktici on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

A Funny Guy's Biker Fantasy As I walked by a biker hangout, I thought of a scene from "Peewee's Big Adventure." Three rows of motorcycles arced like theater seats from the sign of a biker bar called Restricted. After I recovered from the giggles, I wondered why anyone would name a bar with a word that means prohibited. Wasn't the goal to get people in the b...