Gay Science Fiction/Fantasy Sex Stories

Graveyard Sex During Halloween

It was dark and calm, the moon hung on the night-sky like a milky benevolent globe. It was the cemetery that was spooky. I asked him what we were doing here. My friend Marc smiled. His teeth shone, eerie in the moonlight.
3.6

Song For A Suicide

I knew how I was going to do it, too. One of the abandoned railway bridges over the river. I would listen to some music and then do it, but I would have never thought the story would unfold the way it did.
3.7

The Prince and the Wizard

The prince, possessing all of the manly attributes that a Prince should process, all that is with the exception of one. In spite of this the Prince had a penis no bigger than his thumb, and testicles no larger than marbles. Now it came through word of mouth, there lived a Wizard in a certain location with the power to grant wishes.
3.8

Ron and Chuck

He stepped over to the large man sitting there, watching him. He reached out to the muscular chest and stroked it upwards, feeling the warmth against his fingers. He began petting the thick beard found just a short distance above. Ron responded by reaching up to pull Chuck into a long, passionate kiss.
4.1

Motorcycle Commando

He screamed, having just gotten wiped out three hundred points short of his highest score. Jason reached into the pocket of his baggy shorts to pull out another token and noticed one if classmates, 18 year old Billy, enter the arcade. "Hey Billy! Sup?" Jason asked. "Oh, not much," the buzzed-cut red head replied. "I just crapped out on this game."
4.2

Was He an Alien

I lay back on my sleeping bag, one arm behind my head, and slowly slid my hand up and down my lubed cock. Closing my eyes, the tingling sensations washed across my body. My mind was still on him, the man of my dreams. My grasp tightened around my pole as I tried to bring his image into focus. A soft snapping noise invaded my fantasy. Opening my eyes, I gasped. He stood before me.
3.6

Attractive Twink's Masturbation Fantasy

His mind jostled around fragments of conversations reminding him of responsibilities not yet fulfilled, movies not seen, books not read, but these were over shadowed vastly by his responsibilities. He hadn't paid his share of the rent, hadn't taken out the trash, called his boss back for God knows what reason. This 19 year old had more responsibility than most 30 year olds.
3.5 masturbation

Taking Turns Being Young

My friend, Edward, finished topping off his bottle of Corona. I told him it was my turn next time. As if on cue the barmaid made her way through the crowd and came over to our table. Th barmaid came over and told us some girls were interested in us, but I told her we were engaged.
3.4

Spaceport Pickup

Terry frowned, letting his gaze drift over his shipmate. The loose uniform of a Space Patrolman couldn't hide Garth's athletic physique. Terry took a deep breath, folded his arms across his own well-muscled chest, and stared moodily at the purple-leafed trees that shaded the park from this planet's sun.
3.5

The Shapeshifter

He liked being a knight of Athamantar, but a hard day of riding wore him out as much as anyone. He was looking forward to that inn in Farington, and he would be there in just another hour. As he rode, David looked around him with interest. He had always been an outdoors-man, and this was a part of the forest he had never been in before.
3.9

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