Gay Encounters Sex Stories - Page 2

Noticing a Familiar Face on the 12.30 Train

Something about him said I knew him. I did! I'd met him on the train that Wednesday years before. I made sure I always traveled by that train on as many successive Wednesdays as possible. I was eighteen and growing rapidly camp in the homophobic environs of Sydney town that 1952.
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Taken

I'm as straight as an arrow, but something that happened when I visited Branson seven years ago, has been bugging me to death. Maybe if I go public with this one time, it'll go away and quit haunting me. It started in the lounge of a large hotel. Being a liquor salesman, I enjoyed talking to prosperous-looking, professional men sitting beside me at the bar.
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Open Door Policy

I had been home from college for about 2 weeks, and my parents were driving my absolutely insane! I guess this would be a good time to introduce myself. I'm Jonathan and I'm a 20 year old college student from a mid-size state university in the South. I'm 5'11", 145lbs, thin, fair, and smooth. I'm somewhat of a flamer, but still a top, though no one believes it.
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Paul's Teenage Curiosities

He is career minded and is now in college on a ROTC scholarship. He is 5'11; sandy blond hair cut military style, very fit with not an ounce of fat on him. He has a trim, hairless body that makes him look younger than 18. Before we met, I was expecting kind of a nerdy type kid; he is anything but that.
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What A Day

Little did I know it would turn out to so much more. Let me describe myself I am 5'11 165 some what muscular with a 7 inch cut cock. Before I left I grab four condoms so I can shoot my load and leave it for some to eat or do whatever, anyhow, it's an easy way to clean up.
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The Wedding Present

One of the jobs for the best man is to organise the stag night. So I got onto the local Chinese that I know as got a nice room in the back for load parties and like. I explained it was going to be a raw occasion, they didn't seem to mind at all. I organise a stripper, well you have too don't you. I heard that she was a loose woman and for a little more would do other things as well.
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The Togolese Gigolo

In an instant, I felt the anvil blows of my heart as I realized that I had awoken in in Togo, West Africa. During the 7 hour flight I had indulged in one major drinking session from London, downing countless vodka & cokes as a remedy for my fear of flying. This had worked admirably but left me feeling somewhat disorientated.
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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.
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Twenty Million Heist

My name was James and I was a Private Investigator. I hadn't seen a case in weeks and I was hankering for some action. It was ten pm when he came through my door, unless the clock on the wall had died. I didn't care what time it was because he was young, hung and damn sexy.
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Three Cocks One Evening, You Do The Math

I was instantly attracted to him, he was wearing a tight black vest that showed off his muscular arms and chest. He had short black hair, rugged features and coarse black stubble. Now I was dancing right next to him, his tanned skin glistening with perspiration, I edged closer and caught his eye.
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