Gay Sex Stories - Page 166

My name is Dennis. I am 21 and have brown hair and hazel eyes. I weigh 135 pounds. I work at Ameristar casino. I was off for a few days. I woke up in the middle of the night to go pee and stuff. I decided to get on my computer and see who was on Gay. com. In the Omaha room there was only one person. I thought I might chat with this person because it was only 2:00 am.
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Clay's beautiful frame shown brightly in the light coming through the window. Troy looked back at him with a twinkle in his eye. He had been in love with Clay for at least six months, and this was the first week he had spent with him. "I'd love to," he whispered in reply. Clay was a pilot in training, and that is where today's excursion takes them.
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There seemed to be an quite a few picnic-goers, which translated into little dick for me. As pissed as I was about this, it did give me a chance to catch up on my reading. Three hours later, I had yet to get one cock in my mouth, and I had to leave. I turned over the engine, and pulled out, heading for home. I figured I could go home and jack off to porn. He turned and saw my watching him.
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Roger gave the best massage I had ever had. I had previously used many females and males and without a doubt he was the best. When I left Roger I always felt great. He was small only about 5'4" and 160 pounds but had powerful hands and great technique.
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I had not been to the city for almost a month, so decided to see what I could find on Sat night. I am happy with a man's cock or ladies cunt being someone that is easy to please! I went to a adult theater that had several different screens in it.
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I was in my third year at a small liberal arts college in South Carolina when I met Matt; he and I shot hoops together at the campus rec center. We became good friends over the course of that year so it was no surprise to me when he invited me to go home with him for a weekend visit. Matt lived a few hours away from the college in a rural, backwoods part of the state.
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I sat with my feet up, fiddling with the stethoscope around my neck, waiting for my last appointment before the surgery closed. I was only thirty years old and in this profession that was as inexperienced as you can get, only two years since I'd achieved my qualifications and since then I'd been working under the guidance of Dr Falls. The patients were happy and I was growing in confidence.
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My dick was limp now, but it was wet, and sticky. It was Friday night. A basketball game at school. I'm a passer, but for the first time in my life, I was a shooter. I shot the winning basket and the crowd went wild. Trace Sanders smirks at me as we head for the locker room. Trace is the usual star of the team. We're both Juniors, 18 years old. There's been a little competition between us.
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A lot. But ya just don't jet around school scooping everybody about it; I'd be dead meat in, oh, like about a day. There's this one buff stud Matt, man, he makes me SCHWING every time I scope him out. I even joined the cross-country track team just to hang with him. Yah, like that worked.
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Basically rural ideology, and rural people, all crammed together in a dirty, decaying city. Even though the city where I was born is as dangerous and grungy as New York, LA, Chicago, or any other major city, we don't have any of the fun stuff. There are no completely nude strip joints, 24-hour bars, or all-night clubs to speak of.
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