Best Rated Gay Sex Stories - Page 165

Two Guys On An Airplane

The next guy to board the plane must have been around 20, handsome, with a professional haircut crafted into an intricate helmet and a four inch ponytail handing down in back with a girl's stretchy hair-holder, yellow. He was chewing gum, gazing around him with interest. Slender, t-shirted with broad shoulders, and with faded jeans, one knee peeping through a tear in the cloth.
3.7 2941 words 13 mins encounters

The Basketballer's Young Black Fan

It had been a close game right down to the buzzer. A game that had kept the capacity crowd in the college gym on their feet. But at the end of the four quarters, which had been just as tiring on the crowd as well as the players, the home team had come away with it. Chris had managed to slip out quickly. Most the team had partying on their mind.
4.4 4665 words 21 mins athletic & interracial

Feeling His Cock Throbbing Inside of Me

He is my absolute mentor, my lover, my everything and just being with him is like being in heaven. He makes me feel so complete and utterly wanted and needed in every way. To feel the gentle touch of his fingertips sooth my soul with their gentle touch, the way he whispers the things he wants to do with me and how he wants me tonight.
3.2 780 words 3 mins encounters

Rush Hour Train

Blech! Usually, when I have to go in that early, I catch some sleep on the train if I'm sitting or read if I'm standing, but as luck would have it, I was standing and the lights didn't come on after the train went underground. The "L" line starts at ground-level, then turns elevated, then turns into a subway.
3.8 1394 words 6 mins encounters

Nicks Broken Hand Job

Both my best bud's parents and mine died when we were young. We grew up with family members. However, we went all throughout school together, college and even worked together for a few years. Not only did we know each other, we went on camping trips together and talked about everything. He then hurt his arm and needed help getting dressed, undressed and showering.
3.7 1279 words 6 mins friendship

Hotel Handjob

I haven't been to one in a while, and besides, I hadn't seen the friends in a while, either, so I figured, what the hell. After a bit, I decided to use the john. Like every hotel, the Penta had a reputation as having a couple of bathrooms where stuff went on, but I didn't expect anything, considering the nature of the event. I stroked and looked back, to show that I was interested.
3.1 640 words 3 mins encounters hairy  glory hole

My New Addiction

thinking of the day that has just passed. I feel empty now, not emotionally, but physically, and want someone to fill me again. And again and again. well, you get the picture! How did I get to this point? Well, I guess that it has been going on for a while now. It all started a few months ago when I started having more and more thoughts of what it would be like to have sex with another man.
4 2066 words 9 mins encounters anal sex fucking  big cock  blowjob

My Studly College Roomy

We had to share a double bed because of another roommate. One night, I got very daring and messaged him in his sleep. I'd never touched another guy before so I felt I was taking a real chance but couldn't stop myself. He seemed to stay asleep so I moved down to his shorts and lay my hand on his cock, so slowly. I touched him in wonder and thrill because I'd never done anything like this before.
3.5 1515 words 7 mins college anal sex fucking  redhead  big cock  blowjob

Gloryhole Sandwich

See, I'm bisexual, and most of the time I'm primarily attracted to women. But when I want good, hot sex without all the baggage, I like a nice juicy cock between my lips. So with a raging hardon in my pants, I headed for the nearby adult bookstore that I knew had gloryholes. I don't know what it is about sex through a gloryhole that's such a turn-on for me.
3.7 1620 words 7 mins encounters anal sex fucking  group sex  latino  asian  black men  big cock  blowjob  deepthroat  glory hole

Daily Steam Routine

The steam room was my sanctuary in the house of pain that most called a gym. The bleached white towel that lazily draped over my thighs was the only image of purity that this bath house would conjure up this evening. Being so wasted from my work out, it hurt to just sit up against the back dark corner of the steaming box. Somebody had covered the harsh yellow light with a couple wet towels. One.
2.5 926 words 4 mins athletic young men

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