Gay Bicyclist Stories

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Prison Life Ch. 01

by Alwaysdebating on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The following is my first story it is all fiction. I might put a part 2 if there's interest in it. Sorry in advance for the grammar mistakes. I'm not the best at writing. Please give me constructive criticism if you have any. Enjoy * Steven was your average college kid. He went to parties did good at school and was super involved on campus. He had always d...

Too Many Questions

by justawritertoo on Oct 3, 2018
Gay Male

I work for a small engineering firm and travel often on business. Our firm usually sends two or three people to oversee construction jobs at various locations. We typically stay at small hotels for a week or two at a time, so you end up getting to know the other crew members pretty well. It was one of these trips that changed my life. I'm not one of those pe...

Bicyclist Champion Lingerie Secrets

by Alluring_Crimson_Shifter on Jan 16, 2019
Gay Male

Eric was riding very fast hoping no one would notice what he was wearing for a racing jersey. His jersey though colorful, was actually lingerie so light it breathed well and was virtually transparent. He did not plan on stopping so nobody could see he was practically naked. At least while he was in the riding position you could not see his cock and balls. He...

Almost Seduced

by donewell on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I am a 44 year old "secretly" bisexual male. I say secretly in that only a few of my very very close friends along with my girlfriend are aware of this fact. After reading numerous stories on this site, some fiction, some not, I thought that I would relate several real experiences that have happened to me over the years as I have explored this side of my sex...

Unwilling Ch. 03

by metajinx on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Please feel free to comment if you feel that there's something missing, or if you like it. I want to thank roughboy18 for his excellent help! I am planning to add two more chapters after this one, but writing in a foreign language takes its time :( I have not abandoned this story though! Small disclaimer: Suspension of disbelief is recommended. All charact...

Diary of a Cock Sucker Ch. 03

by Bicyclist on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I left the video shop exhilarated from the cock sucking experience. And so aroused that it felt like my entire body was a cock about to spurt forth in a huge gushing fountainous explosion of cum. And of course I had the cum available, both my own in copious abundance and that of my recent companion. I went home and enjoyed a torrid love making session with m...

Diary of a Cock Sucker Ch. 14

by Bicyclist on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 14. In which our hero takes a stroll in the park. After my stop in the park on the way home from my training ride discussed in chapter 10, the park became a subject of interest on subsequent training rides. The park was often on the way home from a ride and when it was not, I often did a minor detour in order to ride by and often to stop. Occasio...

Diary of a Cock Sucker Ch. 13

by Bicyclist on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It had been quite some time since I had been to the video shop and theater in Cin***. Finding myself with a gratifying free afternoon, I set out as early as possible so to maximize my time and opportunities. I managed to find a convenient place to park the motorcycle and entered the video shop. Unchanged from my last visit, one is presented with a choice, th...

Diary of a Cock Sucker Ch. 10

by Bicyclist on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

It is a beautiful Tuesday morning and I am in the last ten miles of a training ride. This started seventy miles ago when I left my apartment to meet my teammates at the coffee shop parking lot. A hard training effort followed by coffee at the shop and then, I thought, an easy ride home. But the effects of the second cup of coffee are upon me and as I ride al...

Diary of a Cock Sucker Ch. 01

by Bicyclist on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

A bit of history to start. I was introduced to the world of cocksucking at a very young age by my foster father. Let me say that the experiences were a mixture of terrifying, deeply unsettling, and educational. The education included both the passive and active role, neither by invitation or choice. The experiences were so shocking that I do not ever recall...