Gay Sex Stories - Page 31

Energy Supply

I have learned to take on only high-class lovers who have millions in the bank and wives and families to boot. I love to service the needs of these high rolling guys whose corporate decisions rip off you and me every day of our lives as their companies get bigger and bigger. Don't judge me too harshly; I didn't plan my life this way.
3.4 beginnings

Better Living Through Chemistry

The first time I saw him, I was intrigued. The second time, I was definitely interested. And by the time the midterm exam rolled around, I'd lost track of the number of times I'd seen him, but I sure as hell knew I wanted to see more -- because if I didn't, my prick was going to fall off from all the pulling I gave it.
3.2 college

Fly Swatter

The damn things were driving me crazy. I'd tried everything from bug spray to those newfangled emitters that you plugged into the wall outlet for supposedly 12 hours of protection and blissful sleep. Nothing had worked as it was supposed to. I had bought an old fashioned fly swatter, and now turned on the light in my bedroom, and reached for the wire handle on my night stand.
3.6 beginnings & friendship

Crotch Watching Blond Guy

This was the year of my first such experience, which began while I was engaging in one of my favorite pastimes, crotch-watching, and trying not to be noticed peering. I was in the company cafeteria, reading a book while eating lunch, occasionally raising my eyes to look at a crotch walking by me.
3.7 friendship

The Baby Blue Marine

I really loved being at my store, and did not see any need for me to travel long distances to help when another manager had to leave for a meeting or vacation. My store was the only one in my region that had two full time managers. I was general manager of merchandising, while the other was general manager of sales.
3.5 military

Bereaved Husband

I don't think I've ever seen a couple as much in love as Duke and Doris. I was so jealous of their relationship. It was the kind of thing I wanted for myself, but never seemed to find. Maybe I was incapable of love. I had dates, of course, but they never seemed to go anywhere.
3.8 friendship

Gay Field Maneuvers

Nylon floor covered with forest detritus. Ammo tins heavy with unspent rounds near the flap. A sleeping bag rolled up tight as a gymnast. Another sleeping bag, unrolled, with a man named ray in his boxers sprawled on top. He's a sergeant with black hair streaked with gray. Ray's looking down past his erection, towards his mud-streaked boots laying discarded by the flap.
3.1 military

College Slutwhore For Gay Guys

It had always been a struggle, but with no help from home and getting laid off from my part time job, I had pretty well figured out that this was my last semester, unless I could come up with the $500 before they tossed me out. I was sitting in the coffee shop, feeling sorry for myself when the fellow sitting at the next table, a neat guy about my own age, asked me why I was so blue.
3.2 college

Bath House Pussyboy

His grunts and cries of delight only made me pound into him harder, deeper; my balls slapping against his own hanging down behind him and then I stopped and ground my cock into him, my hips moving in a crazy cadence to my short, gasping breathes. His sobbing became softer now. "Tell me you want to be fucked harder", slut.
3.3 encounters

Dick Or Treat

"It was boring," Ben replied, looking up at his room mate's bare legs. "Since the house is on campus, we're not allowed to serve alcohol, and there was a school administrator there all night, to make sure we didn't try anything. Even most of the brothers who live in the house had gone to their rooms, so I took off, too. I figured I'd help you clean up.
3.7 college

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