Gay Athletic Sex Stories

Keep It In The Family

Jerry was my best friend. I have know Jerry since before 2nd grade. Jerry should be home from training now. My dad is the foreman and owner of the sawmill in town. He's a monstrosity of muscles. He is about 6'02" and weighs at around 210 pounds. He is your average huge bear like man. Black short cut hair and black curly hair on his barrel chest.
3.3

Bonding With Coach

I was in high school and in Coach Ray's last period PE class. I had stayed after as instructed to begin a week of after-school locker-room cleanup, a duty I had earned for cutting his class the previous week. Coach Ray was a tall, powerfully built man of 45.
3.5 first time

Ticklish Teen Initiation

I'm a real hot jock, with a body which I've worked awfully hard to look good. Now, for me, there is only one real sport, and that is hoops, baby. I love to bang bodies in the paint, and I play very aggressively. Our coach likes a running game, so we stay in great shape. And I pump iron to keep my body strong enough to punish whoever wants to try to guard me.
3.3

Jacking Off the Wakeboarder

I offered him a drink as he was admiring my bachelor pad. We sat down on the couch and talked for a while, as we were finishing up our drinks. I asked him if anyone at the hospital knew he was gay. He answered with a hell no and we continued to talk. The only thing on my mind at this point is the feeling of his long hard muscular cock inside me.
3.4 friendship

Going Gay In The Semi-Pros

He underwent his surgery and hopped on crutches for a few weeks, then wore a walking cast for about two more months before he was back on his own two feet. He missed the last of his senior year football season and due to the injury was passed over by any colleges offering him a football scholarship.
3.4

The High School Seduction Of Muscle

His chest ached, his biceps were sore, and his quads twitched with the signs of a tough workout. But this hadn't been a workout for pleasure. This had been a rough competition. He walked gingerly to the locker room and looked forward to a shower.
3.2

Sweet Story. Locker Room

I was more of a watcher, not really a do-er. Watch I did. Every single Monday and Wednesday in that hardly inhabited row of lockers in full sight of the showers. There was only Bryan and I using these lockers at this hour. Otherwise this was a very popular row for reasons left unsaid. Bryan was a five foot seven inch dream.
3.3

True Story About Bet During Boarding School

Last term, both the hockey and the soccer teams were in with a chance of winning the schools sports cup, and the two captains decided to have a bet on the outcome. No money was involved, just a forfeit to be paid by the whole team. The two final matches were on the same day so the outcome would be known fairly quickly.
4.1

Wrestling Coach

It was great to have a place of my own, even if it was one small room in a dorm. The first week, I applied for the wrestling team, was accepted, and waited for the first practice with great nervousness. You see, ever since I was young, I had known I was attracted to men. The thought of muscled man in tights was too driving me wild.
4.1 college

Recruiting Tall Lanky Teenager for Private Gym Sessions in my Home

Even though I have had some of the finest guys I have ever seen, I was always on the prowl. The night that I meet Cory is no exception. I knew as soon as I saw him that he was something special. My heart skipped several beats. Love, or shall I say, lust, was in the air. He is 19 years old, 6'2" and has a lanky body. You know what that means.
3.4

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