Gay Sex Stories - Page 55

The Boy On The Bicycle

He was breathing heavily and slouched on the handle bars and stared through the window at the driver. He was about eighteen, but looked younger. His hair short, with blond bangs, a T-shirt with Ren and Stimpy, short cutoffs, high-tops and slim hips, strong legs. The driver looked back at the cyclist, who was catching his breath.
3.7 beginnings

Getting The Grade

I could not resist myself cause he was so hot and really into me. He, I am referring to was my friend. The only bad part about it was that he had a boyfriend. I assured him that I wouldn't tell anyone that he had cheated on him with me, and he told me that he would tell no one about me, except for other discreet gay or bi men he may know, and I agreed.
3.8 college

Blue Rabbit Surprise

Jeff was going to do a report abroad and would be some days before he was back, so it came as no real surprise because he always got me something every time he went away. I opened it and saw that it had on the box "Blue Rabbit anal plug deluxe with a vibrating core" and I knew what it was right away.
3.3 encounters

In The Court Of Great Soldiers

In a college basketball locker room, almost midnight, the place smelling of sweaty jockstraps and the sweet aroma from the players' socks, Josh woke up, and lifted himself from the bench he was laid out on. Josh stretched his arms above him to get feeling back in them so that he could remove the basketball shoe that had been tied to his face all night.
3.5 college

Dormitory Fun in Our Community Showers

I had just lathered up my head when I heard the large wooden door to the entrance of the shower area creak open. I knew that someone was coming to join me in our community showers. There were about eight shower heads located in one fifteen by eight-foot tile shower room. There were no partitions or stalls for people who wanted privacy.
3.2 college

Bahman's Ring

I live on Windward Avenue about two blocks from the boardwalk in Venice Beach. California. I had lived there since my lover died, about five years ago. We had been together for 54 years, and now I am alone so every day I walk to the boardwalk just to have something to do.
2.7 sci-fi/fantasy

Jacking Sessions With Jackoff Buddy's Friend Roger

As Roger and I had planned this meeting a week ago, I had avoided orgasm since to build up a load of sperm because I found my climaxes always more intense and satisfying when I had a large backlog of sperm to release.
3.3 friendship

Bunking The Stud

I'd left the city and grime of a busy week well behind and hugged the outside lane - as usual allowing no-one to overtake me on the drive to the Welsh border. Craig was meeting me and he was already there, a bit put-out that he couldn't use his new hi-tech tent as I'd wanted a proper bed following the two weeks of torrential rain.
3.1 encounters

In The Hole

I really fancied Pete and many times during the night I would lie in my bunk, fantasizing about what we would do together. How I would start by gently lifting his cock out of his jeans and licking it from tip to base before taking it into my mouth. I would suck him until he creamed in my mouth, then I would swallow every drop until his cock was completely empty.
3.5 encounters

Jump Start

Rainy and overcast, the day was shaping up to be wet and dreary. To top it off, there wasn't a decent thing in the whole house to eat. Thus, the supermarket called to me. An early morning visit would be perfect; the shelves would still be stocked, and the stockers would be out of the way.
3.4 encounters

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