Gay Beginnings Sex Stories - Page 11

Hot Piano Man

New York was the greatest place on earth to live. I still miss it a lot. But the long hard winters became a bit much for an older guy like me and I just love the Florida climate. No snow and ice suits me fine. My day job is in the publishing trade and I'm doing okay at it. Several nights a week I get to do what I really like best: I play and sing at a piano bar in town.
3.6

Bryan - My New Friend

As the doors of the elevator begin to close, I see the mail cart coming my way. I press and hold the "open doors" button for him. He smiled and said "Thanks. Five please". His voice was smooth and his words came easily, without shyness. He's about 30, 5'9" tall, dark hair and a dark mustache. The mustache actually looked great on his face, unlike that of most men I know.
3.7

Bad Boy Dennis And Zak - The Start Of It All, Fucking On The Rock

After arranging to meet Luther and the rest of my mates in a local nightclub, I rushed to get ready. It was my eighteenth birthday so I figured I should celebrate it some way with my mates. I would have been just as happy staying in though, cause I'd just finished a long shift at the local co-op where I work part-time to get me through school.
4.1

Having A Bear Of A Time At Fair St. Louis

It all happened about 6 years ago, when I was 18, and for you who don't do good at math, that means I am 24 now. I had a mild interest in guys, I don't think anyone knew about it, much less myself, it was just something that cropped up in my fantasies. We had been walking around for a while, my brother with his half yard beers and me just drinking water when we came along to the games area.
4.8

My Neighbor the Hot Fireman

I know it was wrong of me but I couldn't help myself. I had been eyeing that hunk since the day I moved in when I realized that if I got into the bathroom at just the right time I could see him strip down for his shower. He was about 6'5" and he had long coal black hair that came to the middle of his back, from what I had seen of his eyes they looked gray and his whole body seemed to fit his height perfectly, he had a big body, hard, it looked like all muscle.
3.6

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

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

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