Alphabetical Listing of Gay Beginnings Sex Stories - Page 10

First Time Oral Sex During Training Weekend

I spent a week with a guy who taught me the new software. He was about 10 years younger than me, thin, with reddish hair. He was very nice and we got along very good. I might add that I did not bring my wife along on this trip. On Friday, after we had finished our training week, my associate, Jeff, asked if I were flying home immediately or staying around for awhile.
3.9

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.
3.6 friendship

Flying High

"umm huh, you know after 23 years I thought you would have learned that I am the one person that you can't lie to B, well back to the reason I was calling. Since you have not taken any time off since you started there I think you need to take off next week and come to New York" Ryan said trying to get me to come see him.
3.6

Found At Trailways

On my two previous visits to the men's room I had good success, I had gotten my cock sucked each time by kneeling under the wall. I had also sucked one...part way, before I had him take it "all the way"...which they all hungrily did. I should note here, at this time in my life, although I dearly enjoyed getting sucked, and tho I could give a short return suck, I wasn't into taking a man's load of cumm into my own mouth. I only limited myself to glory holes, or under the stall walls...I was too afraid to 'face' a person. This then was my mind-set on that 'fateful' Friday evening. It happened like this...
3.7 glory hole

Fourth of July Fireworks

Not the 'Safe and Sane' type that were all that were legal in my state, but the real thing. I wanted to get a real bang for my buck. There was a stand where the highway passed through the nearby Indian reservation. The tribe was not subject to most state laws and sold alcohol and tobacco from stores along the road year round.
3.9 domination & first time & interracial

Friendly Neighborhood Root Puller

The first week in our new home had me doing the typical husband deeds, mostly carpentry and landscaping. This particular afternoon, I was digging out some shrubs that had been deemed as offensive and replacing then with rhododendrons and azaleas. This was bull work, and it was an especially warm fall day. I am a fairly decent looking guy, with dark hair, that I keep short, in a youthful manner. My eyes are a pale blue, and I have a distinct dimple in my cheek that gets comments pretty regularly. I have kept myself in shape through running and workouts at the local gym in my old neighborhood. I have never been a vain individual, but I have caught extended glances at me by men and women alike.
3.6 redhead  big cock

Frightening Facade

When the disfigured youth turned sixteen, he started lashing out with his fists at anyone who came near him. He was sent to a juvenile psychiatric facility. Sedatives were used like a chemical straight-jacket, to restrain him.
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Fuck In The Park

I got my huge boner out of the hole in my denims and I began to jack off in time to my neighbor's music. Although he couldn't see my cock from where he was sitting, he knew what I was doing by the way my arm jerked up and down. And then I saw an older guy who was standing nearby pull out his dick and jack himself off while looking at us.
3 young men  anal sex fucking  group sex  blowjob  deepthroat

Fucked the Blind Man out of His Shell

Seeing Darryl was a shock. I don't mean he looked bad or anything, though God knows I wouldn't have altered my face if he had been. He was handsome. No, wrong cute. Darryl was beautiful. Bright, sunny-gold hair, a thin face with a pug nose that was, somehow, aristocratic. He looked like those oh-so-perfect models that grace magazine covers. Except...
2.8 blowjob  massage  shower

Futuristic Love Story About Jimmy

We met one Saturday evening after he had moved to California from Idaho. I was minding my own business, cruising, when I heard this voice beside me saying something. I turned and there was Jimmy. He was standing next to me, looking up, asking me how the weather was up where I was. His smile was so captivating that I forgot my usual response. It would have been a tacky remark, anyway. I looked down and informed him that the weather up here was just fine. He looked at me for a moment, then turned and walked away. I figured that he had gotten enough of a look and I was not what he was expecting and turned my attention back to the bartender. He was new to the bar and quite a good-looking man. I had seen the type that he went for. I didn't stand a chance, but looking never hurt anyone.
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