Alphabetical Listing of Gay Sex Stories - Page 200

The Blow Job

On my knees before him, he was utterly naked, his hard, hairy body completely open to my eyes and touch. His cock hung at rest over his balls, pointing downward... down to my eager and hungry mouth.
3 relationship hairy  blowjob

The Bodybuilder

From about the age of 10 I used to stand in the local newsagents and try to pluck up the courage to look through the muscle magazines. Sometimes I'd even buy one, stuff it under my jacket, smuggle it home and stash it underneath my bed. I used to love wanking over big bodybuilders in the muscle mags and still do even now.
3.3 encounters

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

The Bride Eats The Cake And The Best Man Eats The Groom

We've been best friends almost from that first meeting and we went through all the milestones of youth supporting one another. It's strange because we couldn't be more different.
4 friendship

The Brotherhood Of Man

They called my parents, and my father threw me out. I had no where to go, so I started living in the park, using the rest rooms to clean up, and asking guys for money in exchange for blow jobs. Older guys gave me enough money to eat at fast food restaurants, and when it rained, I slept in the covered pavilions.
3.6 beginnings

The Brothers Upstairs

Monday through Friday, week after week, month after month it was the same routine. All work and no play was truly turning me into a very dull boy! Between work during the week and chores I had to do on the weekend I was left with little to no time for myself.
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The Busboy

It was only midnight. There I was, the only waiter not to have gone home yet waiting for my last table to leave. The manager was in the office, doing whatever it is he does. The closing busboy was cleaning some of the tables the other waiters were too lazy to clean off for themselves, and I was, as always, distracted by his looks.
3.4 friendship

The Busdriver

I was in the sixth form and this is how I lost my virginity, to a man at least. I fantasied about having sex with men since the age of about 14. I loved the thought of another man touching me. Surfing the web and pretending to be someone I wasn't, that is, an experienced sex God, was getting tedious. Whenever I watched films, or football, even when a man was in shorts, I couldn't help but stare.
4 beginnings

The Business Man Goes Cruising In The Park

There seemed to be an quite a few picnic-goers, which translated into little dick for me. As pissed as I was about this, it did give me a chance to catch up on my reading. Three hours later, I had yet to get one cock in my mouth, and I had to leave. I turned over the engine, and pulled out, heading for home. I figured I could go home and jack off to porn. He turned and saw my watching him.
3.7 encounters

The Caravan Man

My friend David and I had arranged a trip to Europe but we decided it would be best to check the caravan out on a local trip first. David couldn't get the time off work but I have long holidays so I booked in for five days on the Caravan Club site at Wickham On the third day I found the water heater was leaking.
3.3 encounters

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