Alphabetical Listing of Gay Domination Sex Stories

Becoming a Cock Sucking Slut in the Leather Bar

Having turned 33 this year, I have had time to enjoy sex with several older gentlemen of all sizes, colors, and tastes. I met one of my favorite Tops a few months ago during Southern Decadence here in New Orleans. The Friday night before Labor Day arrived. I put on a pair of shorts, a t-shirt, and hiking boots and hit the Quarter.
2.8 encounters threesome  big cock  pool

Becoming a Faggot

When we played "doctors and nurses" as kids I was very keen to operate on the boys. But perhaps I should have taken notice that as I went into high school I could never pee in front of other boys. I felt frozen in fear and would go into a cubicle and sit down to pee.
3.8

Blackmailed For Sex

I was young and extremely fit and healthy, and I had jumped at the chance to spend 4 months at a large infantry training depot in the countryside about 6 hours between Sydney and Melbourne. I had bought an old VW to be able to get around the countryside a bit, and at weekends I used to drive around and explore the outback and the small towns in-between.
4.6 military

Boot Slut In Chicago

Although he was only 34, he had made fast progress in his career and was in charge of his own team of auditors. To them he was the boss who knew the answers and with whom they had to clear whatever they wanted to do. But when Keith left the office at 4:00 each afternoon his colleagues did not know that he went into a complete role reversal. You see, Keith is a boot slut.
3.3 friendship & relationship

Compelled to Satisfy

Not wanting to offend Ralph and get beat I did my best and went with him on his task. Ralph T told me that he had to hide something he did not want any one to see in some bushes under a weeping willow tree. Dutifully I followed behind Ralph T thru some widening paths to where the weeping willow tree was. It was in an area that I knew of but had not been hanging out there.
3.6

Dreaming of a Master while the Water Flowing from the Pool Jets Flood My Ass

It seems that whatever I do or wherever I go, it always keeps popping back into my mind. Let us just say that I have been thinking of self-bondage and masturbation a lot lately. It sure does bring back memories of silly/dumb things I used to do as 18 year old kid.
3.5 masturbation pool

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 beginnings & first time & interracial

Home and Garden

I was a good-looking kid but as time went on I tended to put on the pounds. The food in South India was rich and tasty and being a son of a wealthy businessman I had little in the way of daily exertions. I was chauffeur driven to school and back. I rarely walked.
4.3 encounters

Hot Chocolate

He then led me to his bedroom and laid me on the bed on my back. The leather made it uncomfortable. He stood by the side of the bed and stuck his cock deep in my mouth and started fucking my mouth real hard. It was a little scary and uncomfortable but I let him continue without bitching. Then he laid on the bed and pulled my face into his crotch and told me to make him cum by sucking his cock. I did just as he ordered. I gave him a hell of a blow job. He rewarded my actions by shooting a big load in my mouth. I swallowed every drop. When he was all done he untied my hands and told me to start jacking off but not to cum until he returned.
4.3 encounters blowjob

Locked Down Tight in the Rack

I have to admit that I was a bit surprised by his revelation as we have been friends since high school and he and I had no problem getting dates with women. In fact, he was always considered to be quite the ladies man. A few weeks ago we were at his apartment watching football and talking, when he just told me.
2.7 friendship

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