Gay Sex Stories - Page 32

Meeting Jamie

I was 18, just, and had for about seven or maybe more years been attracted to hot guys. Now I had an opportunity to find friends, lovers and, most importantly, sex. Being gay and 18 years of age I was totally gagging for it! There I was one night, chatting away in a chat room when a message popped up from a local guy. We chatted for some time and then decided to meet up.
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Hitch Hiker Juice

I was driving home from a bar I like to hang out at after work. I saw a guy hitchhiking, and I slowed down to pick him up. He seemed a few years older than me, probably about 35 or 40. He told me that he was going home, and it was way out of my way, but I told him that I would take him there. I tried to be as sneaky as I could about watching him. I felt embarrassed like I'd been caught spying.
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Military Masturbation

This is about my time in the army and how two of my buddies and I started masturbating together. Tom who was 18, John who had just turned 19, and me who was 18 + 2 months. We got a long great (liking the same music and all). The first weekend there I called my girlfriend only to have her break up with me, "because she couldn't date a war-monger!".
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Library Cock Suck

I had just started college and wasn't having a good go at it. So one night I was at the campus library trying to study and had to take a piss real bad and the only bathrooms were in the basement computer lab and the upstairs stacks. I went down to the basement I don't know why I just did. Ive always been pee shy so I chose a stall. That's when I noticed the hole in the wall.
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Hotel Handjob

I haven't been to one in a while, and besides, I hadn't seen the friends in a while, either, so I figured, what the hell. After a bit, I decided to use the john. Like every hotel, the Penta had a reputation as having a couple of bathrooms where stuff went on, but I didn't expect anything, considering the nature of the event. I stroked and looked back, to show that I was interested.
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Suck The Cock of Hot Troubled Teenager Maurice

I'd worked for the Hatcher House for nearly ten years. In that decade of service, I'd witnessed many cases of child abuse, neglect, fights, and things that you wouldn't want to know about. Many of those teens were violent -- most of them just needed a role model, someone who cared. Maurice came from a slum area. Raised by only his mother, he was a gang member and a survivor. We didn't either.
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Hitchhiking One

It was a dark, moonless, hot and humid night. The sweat was pouring down my body from the heat. I was wearing just a pair of cutoffs. Off at a distance I could see a car approachin, it slowed down and stopped to pick me up. I opened the door but no lights came on, so I couldn't see the driver. He asked where I was going. When I replied he said to jump in. What he looked like, his age, etc.
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Little More Than Wrestling Practice

The room where we wrestled heated to the melting point it seemed. Everyone had sweat drizzling down there face and there muscled bodies. Steve was there. he was the one who got me into wrestling. He also turned me to be bisexual. We had are little rendez - vous. We had great times of sex together but after a while we went are separate ways. I had my eye on someone else now. His name was Kyle.
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The Insurance Man

With more than 3 hours to go before my bus would be leaving, I had nothing to do and little money to do it with. "Fuck this shit," I thought to myself as I decided to get up and wander around the bus station. Even though I only had to pee, I decided to sit there in the stall anyway and read while I killed some time. Wow - it was a porn mag! Lucky me. I read the articles and found them to be.
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Meeting The Love of My Life

I actually liked the rain. Partly because the streets were always less crowded when it rained, and partly because the city somehow smelled cleaner when it rained. So it was raining, and I walked down the deserted street wearing only a light outer coat and feeling my hair become plastered to my head. I ran across the street and into the diner.
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