Best Rated Gay Sex Stories - Page 22

I slowly sit up in bed and glance at the alarm clock on the bed side dresser; two o'clock. Great, I think as I pull myself out of bed, I've gotten three whole hours of sleep and I'm not exactly thrilled about it. I walk down the hall to the bedroom at the end of the hall and walk in, flicking on the light. I roll my eyes as I walk over to the crib and pick the baby up. "Shhh. I gotcha.
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They all tend to be white-collar business types; men in their late thirties to early fifties; stressed to the max with their "str8" careers and "st8" lives with very little free time to indulge in their real fetishes. These suits are always watching the clock, always racing to appointments, but also anxious for sex and always living double lives; your typical American male masochist.
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There was something of a family crisis so it was decided I'd visit the farm during the long summer holidays. The slow train pulled into the small rural town of Marton and stopped at the tiny railway station. I collected my suitcase from the Guard's van and looked around me. The platform was empty. I sat down on my suitcase and waited in the bright sunshine.
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The air was cold, almost frigid. I had goose bumps under my sweatshirt and I could see my breath. It probably wasn't the best night, but we decided to meet there anyway. His shoes crisscrossed each other as he walked towards me and his shredded sweatshirt revealed the taught skin that he had promised me on the phone. My fingers found their way inside and kneaded the skin around his spine.
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I knew I could not last the three or so hours remaining before we were to land. Although I had the standard small male urinal no charter jock would take off without, circumstances often limited its use except in extreme situations. His response to this suggestion was rapid, almost rehearsed.
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I had dyed it gray when it's original white had gotten dingy. This would be the first time I wore it to ballet, however. In the dressing room, carpeted with the rest room attached, I saw another dancer in his dance belt. After stripping nude, I put on my black spandex dance belt and rifled around in my dance bag for the leotard.
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Well, I couldn't afford to refuse, could I, and he *was* rather nice. Looking at my thin jeans and denim jacket, he said I'd better borrow some leathers from him, or I'd freeze to death. So we went back to his flat. In his wardrobe he'd got a fantastic amount of leather gear must've cost a fortune. "Strip to your T-shirt,' he ordered.
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It was from a guy looking for submissive guys. He said he welcomed guys who were new to the scene. I got turned on and decided to check it out. I called him and he invited me over that day. I went over to his house to meet him. We talked for a little while and he asked me all sorts of questions about my experiences and desires. He asked about my undressing him and I said that would be a turn on.
3.2 586 words 3 mins domination & encounters blowjob

I guess it all depends on your point of view. I'm still trying to decide. Over the past week so much has happened to me, that I am stunned by it all. First was the police officer, then the cowboy, followed by the Marine, then the three Army dudes, then the one time with that gang, and then my own best friend. I figure I might as well tell my stories as they happened.
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I often walked along the top of the beach on my way home from the local club or pub, and usually popped into the toilets to see if anything was going on and to read the stories and messages on the walls. Several times I had given some guy a quick wank in the stalls, occasionally they had wanked me off in return.
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