Gay Sex Stories - Page 2

We Were Drunk

He doesn't wanna look at me and I tell ya' the feelings mutual. He's a top bloke Van, me and him have been friends since year 7 but last night, I guess because we both did it and both saw each other doing it that we're kinda even in some way. This is gonna be kept real quite. Take a regular hangover and multiply by ten and that's how fuckin' wasted I feel. I can't believe what happened.
3.6 friendship

Feeling His Cock Throbbing Inside of Me

He is my absolute mentor, my lover, my everything and just being with him is like being in heaven. He makes me feel so complete and utterly wanted and needed in every way. To feel the gentle touch of his fingertips sooth my soul with their gentle touch, the way he whispers the things he wants to do with me and how he wants me tonight.
3.2 encounters

Out Of The Gutter

Joey was a 20-year-old homeless man. He turned to prostitution and selling drugs to stay alive. At 35, David was a self-made millionaire. In high school he had made a major invention and turned it into a major empire. David lived alone and had never married. He had a few relationships with women, none had lasted very long and none were satisfying sexually.
2.7 beginnings & first time

There Has To Be A First Time

This was me at that time. I had by now been enjoying having my hard juicy cock sucked, as well as sucking a nice hot piece of man-meat that would come through the hole to me. It was one of those afternoons that I was hot and horny, really looking forward to the taste and feel of some juicy pricks, as well as feeling my full 8" throbbing meat to be sucked on.
3.7 encounters

Doing It For Veggies

I had gotten a job loading hay for one of the biggest hay producers in the county and was very glad to get it. For a kid going on fifteen, it was a lot of money, although the work was hard and the temperature in Texas in the summer is very hot. Shortly before school was out, I had made friends with a guy name Bill.
3.8 farm

Mortorcycle Riding

The grey asphalt blurs under the wheels of the motorcycle, the yellow lane markers strobe past us and the flat prairies slowly rotate by like a slow motion movie. There isn't another vehicle on the road, with the exception of us. We're traveling west, west from the pathetic jobs of the east - from the life crowded by the demands of our time.
3.7 farm

Rip And Strip

This 19 year old had come to New York to learn about political science, as well as life and a certain lifestyle. Anything gay was hard to come by in Indiana, and even harder to find anything gay AND leather oriented.
3.1 athletic

Ron and Chuck

He stepped over to the large man sitting there, watching him. He reached out to the muscular chest and stroked it upwards, feeling the warmth against his fingers. He began petting the thick beard found just a short distance above. Ron responded by reaching up to pull Chuck into a long, passionate kiss.
4.1 sci-fi/fantasy

Skin Diving - Water and Sex Go Together

He signed up for the class, but only on the condition that I was there to make sure everything was OK. Since I needed a dive partner, I agreed. The first night of class was the usual theory and explanations of how to use the diving gear. The only thing that kept me awake as well as holding my attention was the instructor. There should be a law preventing a blond hunk teaching this sort of class.
4.1 athletic

Motorcycle Commando

He screamed, having just gotten wiped out three hundred points short of his highest score. Jason reached into the pocket of his baggy shorts to pull out another token and noticed one if classmates, 18 year old Billy, enter the arcade. "Hey Billy! Sup?" Jason asked. "Oh, not much," the buzzed-cut red head replied. "I just crapped out on this game."
4.2 sci-fi/fantasy

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