Alphabetical Listing of Gay Sex Stories - Page 120

Motel Spa Men

I kick with my feet in the frothing hot spa water and my trunks ride the jet stream to the surface. Slap them onto the concrete beside the spa. Feels mighty fine to be buck naked in the hot water. The motel pool/spa room closed at ten. But when I tried my room keycard, the green light blinked and the door opened. I kept the lights off so as not to be noticed. Then I have the place to myself.
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Mountain Man Muscle Bear

The hill I was on crumbled under me and I felt myself sliding through branches and over rocks as the mud carried me down. All I could do was scream "Help!" knowing there was no one around to hear me. My head hit a tree and I blacked out. When I woke up, I was in a cabin. The rain had stopped. A fire was crackling in the fireplace and a warm comforter covered me.
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Mouth To Remember

My first slave boy was a rare and wonderful find, and I'm forever grateful for the time we had together. The following is reminiscent of those days. He was the perfect little slave: preparing my meals, doing my laundry and playing the part of Daddy's cum slut so fabulously. I loved to hear him make noise, his enticingly feminine alto revealing his desire.
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Movie Fantasy

I'll spread a soft quilt or blanket on the floor so that I have plenty of room to stretch and be free; I want my fantasy lovers to have it all. How about putin' on a porn film, preferably one with young guys, smooth or lightly hairy bodies, athletic, just for some company. Love to see them sucking and fucking; if they're good they can have me, too. Ready to start the fun.
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Moving In And Getting Fucked

"Live and let live" was definitely the motto in the formerly elegant, now run-down neighborhood. He planned on enjoying the few weeks before his job began at the aircraft plant. He looked forward, too, to working alongside all those men. Jerry met Casey late one might when he was moving in. I'm moving in.
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Moving to the Suburbs

Yes, thats right were moving, my dad is a high class lawyer and his job is sending him to a law office in California because it gives him a chance to become senior partner at one of the most prestigious law offices in the world. I'm 17 years old going to be a senior in highschool, have my own car, and did I forget to say I'm Bi-racial. My mom was white with blond hair, and my dad is black.
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Mr Anderson's Suit Purchase

Anderson when he came into our store to purchase a suit--he's the vice-president of the big national bank down the street from where I work. When he first walked into the men's department, I couldn't help but whistle to myself as I appraised the man: about 6'4" & 260 pounds of hot man meat! He had thinning blond hair that was graying at the temples & gorgeous steel-grey eyes.
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Mr Blake's Adventures

Andrew, the coach had asked for a permit to go on a trip for a hole month. I was really going to miss him because he was a good coach, I never had problems with him and he helped me to train my body and maintain my muscular figure. But, I couldn't refuse to let him go, anyway, it would only be for a month. He would soap his muscular body while we talked about women. That felt like heaven to me.
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Mr Cosetti's Spongebath

His wife of 35 years died three years ago. His two sons were in different states and couldn't take care of their 60 year old father. Mr. Cosetti was in the Orchard View nursing home. Charlie was an orderly at Orchard View. His job was basically to go around and wash the residents. Mr. A mumbled yell came from Mr. Cosetti's room. Charlie ran in, hoping that he was okay. Turns out he wanted his sponge bath.
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Mr Kims' Stripper

Mr. Kim was finally finished with his evening meetings, and the darken streets of Philadelphia became his only chance for escape. In Korea, he would have went straight home to his wife and son, quietly ate dinner, read the paper and went to bed, to stare at the ceiling till the whole thing started over the next day. It could never be spoken though. Not in Korea. He wanted to be controlled now.
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