Gay Beginnings Sex Stories

Lover Boy

I was about ten at the time and I was staying the weekend with my mother's younger brother. I burst into his room unannounced to see if he was there and ready to take me to the local football game. He was standing naked with his back to me combing his long blond hair in front of a full length mirror. "Sorry, Uncle Glen," I said in apology. "That's OK, Jimmy," he replied. "I'll be ready in a jiff.
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What I Was Waiting For

Traffic was so light, that it didn't exist at that time of night, and it was starting to sprinkle rain, with flashes of lighting illuminating a heavy bank of clouds told me it was about to do more than sprinkle. There was nothing I could do but trudge along on the verge of the highway, and hope for the best. I was tired, and decided to try to find some cover to get some rest.
3.1 encounters & first time

Sex Cult Star Pupil

I had to write a paper on sexual taboos in various religions, and went to the internet, reading up on various religions. I found a small cult, who were Buddhist gays, and I started reading up on them. Far from being an excuse for orgies, they considered sex with another person to be sacred, because you shared your most intimate places with someone else.
3.3

Men At The Beach

Others lay on the sand, tanning their bare bodies or coupling in the sun and wind. I strolled to Christopher's favorite spot, near the rocks, and found him there, lying on his back, his lithe body squirming under the penetrating thrusts of a crew-cut blond almost as muscular as me. I knelt beside the pair, dropped my towel and tanning lotion, and tousled Chris's curly hair in greeting.
3.1

Blonde Young Guy in French Class

Another school year was beginning and Will was not looking forward to it. It was his senior year and he had managed to dodge his foreign language credit until now. He hated the thought of learning another language, but in order to graduate he had to do it.
3 college

How I Met My Lover Boy

I was staying the weekend with my mother's younger brother. I burst into his room unannounced to see if he was there and ready to take me to the local football game. He was standing naked with his back to me combing his long blond hair in front of a full length mirror. "Sorry Uncle Glen," I said in apology. "That's OK, Jimmy," he replied. "I'll be ready in a jiff."
3.2

Online Love Affair

This year I chose to rent a place with a few close friends. It's one of the major advantages to finally making it past the underclass years of having to live in the cramped communal purgatory referred to as the dorms. This day I was a little more depressed than usual and wasn't being myself at all. Memories flashed in my mind all day of what had happened on this day three years ago.
4.3

The Spy Who Came Out Of The Closet

Stuck between two points of the compass with no idea of where to go next. I was in a no man's land kind of mood getting over a broken heart, a loss of job, took the golden shower of the golden handshake, packed all my belongings. Threw them in my car, my only a companion a pewter framed picture of Charlie. Charlie with the lying eyes. He'd fallen off his bike, right in front of me.
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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

San Francisco Life - Time of Trouble

If San Francisco is so "Gay Friendly" right now, I wouldn't be running away from a group of gay bashers! I'm guessing I should fill you in. So, it goes like this: I'm 21, gay, and I have a tight and toned body.
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