Gay Sex Stories - Page 21

Married Men - Ted & Roy

I love the buff, well built, smooth stud men that look like they walked right out of a magazine. Ted was a mechanic. He had rough and calloused hands. He was always dirty and greasy. He was balding and his hair was buzzed short. He was attractive, but not in the model men sort of way. He did have the most amazing, ice blue eyes.
3.3 friendship

Gay Sex with Mohammed

Mohammed my buddy in the company who was coming to my house every night to play with me take a holiday too so he can take care of me, and that was after one month of the first fucking between us. Mohammed was from that day not a boy to play he is my best friend, because when he feel last night that I am not good he came to my house and take care of me like my mom.
4 friendship

When the Bar Closes the Fun Starts

When the doors closed, the remaining beers had to be drunk, and soft drinks and coffee were served. The door closing had a peculiar effect on the crowd, and one hot, late-summer night when I was there listening to my friend John, the DJ, things got a little out of hand. Out of hand and out of pants.
3.3 encounters

Wow Is That Dad?

I was grateful I had my summer construction job. I finished packing my lunch as my dad came down stairs. He also worked construction not far from the construction sight I worked. Dad had been working construction ever since I was born. Over the summer I had turned 18 and he was 36.
3 encounters

Sex Research Centre

I was a bit groggy as I looked around the room and began to remember exactly where I was and why I was here. I was in a so-called sex research centre, a study of sexual response to a variety of stimuli.
3.8 encounters

Gay Lessons in Love

I looked from list to list, trying to find an opening in anything, but there was nothing I hadn't taken before. "What about this?" Rick pointed to a sign-up sheet with a few lines open. At the top of the sheet was the title of the course, Gay Studies. "Are you fucking kidding me?" I looked at him, sure that he was joking, but he seemed serious.
3.5 college

The Wild Boy Prince

There was a big tub in one of the chambers that I would use; the process of first boiling and then cooling the water for me always took most of the day. I took baths for fun. I loved collecting the bubbles in my hands and letting them run down my body. I loved the curtain of steam that would form over me, partially covering my skinny white figure in the midst of that large, ugly room.
3.5 historical

Tonight's Ranger Program: Bears

Taller than me by an inch or two, wide face with a greying beard. His blue eyes are sparkling in the dusk light here at the amphitheater where he's giving a campfire program. His arms are beefy and covered in fur, most of which is greying. Huge tufts of brown and grey fur ride up over his shirt collar.
3.5 encounters

Should I? I Did!

I went to the bathroom at work and started getting ready. I put my contacts in and I took a little time to wash around my cock and ass. I didn't know what to expect, so I got ready for everything. Once back in my office, I shut and locked the door and stripped off my clothes. Before I put my shorts on, I applied a little Vaseline around my asshole.
3.4 encounters

Letting the Fireman Recuperate at My House

I got up and put on my robe. Then I went into the living room. It looked as if the room was on fire, but it was not. Flames on the neighbor's house shone brightly through the window. I rushed outside and saw that the neighbor's house was engulfed in flames. I could hear fire sirens in the distance. As I stood watching the first fire truck came to a stop in front of me.
3.2 beginnings

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