Gay Beginnings Sex Stories

If Given A Chance

Left my home town two weeks ago and I would have never imagined that there was a world full of people just like me. I was once told that it takes a man to show another how to live without the protection of the family. At 25 I have found out what another mans touch is like.
3.7

The Lights On Broadway

I was frustrated and bored to tears. You would be too, if you were living in Emporia, Kansas and wanted to have a Broadway career. I had starred in every play given at the schools I had attended from sixth grade. Right up through my senior year. I had the drama teachers drooling over me. More than one of them had been real touchy-feely.
3.5

BD's Pupil

The reason I say that is that I have always been incredibly attracted to the fairer sex, while at the same time holding a fascination with the male cock. I've never been able to fully explain it, and until recently I had never known for sure what I would do if presented with the opportunity to explore the other side of my sexual appetite.
3.9

Energy Supply

I have learned to take on only high-class lovers who have millions in the bank and wives and families to boot. I love to service the needs of these high rolling guys whose corporate decisions rip off you and me every day of our lives as their companies get bigger and bigger. Don't judge me too harshly; I didn't plan my life this way.
3.4

Fly Swatter

The damn things were driving me crazy. I'd tried everything from bug spray to those newfangled emitters that you plugged into the wall outlet for supposedly 12 hours of protection and blissful sleep. Nothing had worked as it was supposed to. I had bought an old fashioned fly swatter, and now turned on the light in my bedroom, and reached for the wire handle on my night stand.
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Special Friendship with Brian

It was dusk on that late Spring evening, so the fog hastened the darkness and added an "other worldly" feeling to the approaching night. It was barely warm enough to be out on-deck, but after a long Winter of weekend runs to and from the island confined to the passenger cabin below, the open air was a welcome change.
3.3

An Evening With Rich

I'd anticipated eating a good meal and paying about five times what it was worth, and I was right. The headwaiter had seated me at a table for two, one of a row along the back of the room. I was sitting on the bench side, alone at my table. Right next to me was another man about my age, seated on the bench, also alone.
3.4

Dan

I hadn't had a good fucking for at least two weeks. That doesn't mean I was without sex for the entire time. I had a few tricks. But none of them could satisfy that special need that itched at my ass. Don't get me wrong. I am not some Nellie queen who will throw their legs up for any hard dick. At 6'2", 190 lbs of hard muscle, I am not a whimp either.
3.9

Gay Love with Andrew and Steve

He was so tiny, so small, so marvelously fragile. I felt sure that he could never muster a robust, deep, manly voice. He was just sitting on a bar stool, off in a corner, all by himself, being very attractive. At least, I thought he was attractive.
3.1

He Looked Every Inch the Star Quarterback

I first saw Axel when I was a lowly freshman at prep school and he was the student body president. He was one of those guys, obviously blessed by the gods. From one of the best families, keen of mind and wit, killer personality and graced with a body that made even straight guys take a second look. He was 6'2", not an ounce of fat on his tight muscular body.
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