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Efrain and Cory Ch. 02

by dayne on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Author's Note - The voices in my head are still sexually harassing me. ~Dayne Chapter Two – On Finger-Banging Cheerleaders I'm not completely sure why we're tabling for yet another week during the summer session. But, Kiley thinks she can keep the GSA active even though most of our members went home for the summer, and somehow I'm roped into this. I hones...

Fixing the straights

by cdbaby on Dec 28, 2016
Gay

You wake up and prepare for your day, unaware that this would be the last day you would be considered straight. You shower as you did every morning and felt the water's warm touch as it cascaded over your skin. You could stay here forever if you could. But you need to start your day and the hot water would run out before long. You wash your hair, then the re...

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BBC Cheerleader

by Alysonthecorruptedslut on Feb 10, 2020
Gay

// Hello, I'm glad you've taken an interest in my musings, I'll be updating this story as much as I can, but please be patient as I do have a busy personal life on the side. If there's any particular fetishes you'd like to see in her, send me a message and I'll see what sort of magic I can make. ~Alyson \\ You thought long and hard about how you were going t...

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Touchdown Ch. 01: Kickoff

by KenJames on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

* * * * * * * * * * HOT YOUNG COACH . . . SUPER-SEXY CHEERLEADER . . . STUD QUARTERBACK . . . Travis Williams has returned to his small Texas town's high school as the Conner Cougars' assistant football coach. Five years ago, when he was star quarterback, Bill Harris and Sandy Oakes worshiped him from afar. Now, Bill is starting quarterback, Sandy is hea...

Finally Alone

by raylene on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Finally everyone is gone, now I have the place all to myself. My heart is racing as I open my sisters closet there it is her high school cheerleader outfit. I run my hand over the fabric. It is so smooth. There they are, her pink g-string. I slip them on over my going cock. I watch myself in the mirror as I put on the matching bra. My favorite part of dres...

The First Time I Got Fucked

by married_but_curious on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The first time I sucked and deepthroated a cock, my throat was sore for almost a week, and I felt a bit ashamed and dirty. But, it was such a thrill to submissively kneel down and have a horny married man grabbing my head and forcing his stiff prick inside my mouth, shoving it down my throat, that I knew I had to try it again. So I ran another ad on craigsli...

A Change in College

by WendyGear on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

I had just started college in a new town and was looking to start a new life. I am guy that is only 5'3 weighing in at 109lbs and have long brown hair that reaches the middle of my back. I had spent most of my teens as an outcast and was always teased for being small and looking like a girl. I was looking to living on my own and to be known as myself. I was...

The Car

by wildpink on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

The car, my car… a silver porsche. I'd gotten it on my own. Earned every inch of leather in the interior, every fucking gleam on the chrome, every speed ticket, I'd earned the whole thing. My car. My best friend. Cute as fuck, better than the car and straight as pi in a monastery. The jock I'd been friends since high school didn't have a kinky bone in his wh...

Dakota's Cheerleaders

by Coxswain on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Son-in-law and wife in horny mixup with father in 1919 Montana. I can tell this now. After all these years, I'm past worrying about rocks thrown through the windows by outraged neighbors. Most everybody who knew us then is pushing up daisies. In 1919, Missoula was a beautiful place, an outpost of civilization in the huge wilderness of Montana. The wild wes...

High School Romance Ch. 02

by kitten2010 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

The windows of the house were dark but Brady knew better than to hope Steve was sleeping. He used his key to open the door. He saw the flash of movement just in time to deflect the punch. The smell of beer hit him like a train, pushing away the remnants of Ezra's baby shampoo scented hair. Brady's vision clouded with anger. He was barely aware of the sounds...