Gay Conservative Stories

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Bi Friends: Hay Loft Reunion

by 99PercentStraight on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

This is the first story I wrote for Literotica, and after 10,000 reads, its time to edit it a little... so here goes. Please feel free to comment or share your similar experiences. This story is true, as are all my stories so far, drawn from a time when I was one goddam randy kid. I did not, at the time, think that I was much different from anyone else, but...

Sonia's Birthday Surprise for Gavin

by nowiamhere on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

In my life I have always been pretty conservative. I don’t stand out in a crowd and I don’t take risks. Your typical nice average guy – that’s me. At 31, I have done ok for myself. The only major thing missing from my life was a family. But I knew one day I would meet the girl of my dreams and that part of my life would also fall into place. At least so I th...

An Unexpected Encounter

by gastonbunn on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Hi Naughty Readers! I am Gaston B., a single man in the mid-fifties. By the way sorry for the 'naughty' but am a very naughty guy as far as sex is concerned; may it be with guys or women. However, it was not always the same with men. In fact, I was born is a very conservative town, in a very conservative family. For my part I didn't mind gay people as long...

That's Why

by KeithD on Feb 26, 2019
Gay Male

Brad Besson caught on that he was the only one speaking. All other conversation in the high-flown witty debate on politics and economics had burbled down to nothing but what he was saying. They were gathered poolside on the terrace behind Frederick Gates's residence in the housing compound of the Baker Institute on the banks of the Chesapeake Bay, just to th...

Black College Sportsmen In Love

by Samuelx on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Hey, there. My name is Christopher Jean Marteaux. Friends call me C.J. for short. A tall, broad-shouldered and buff young Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I attend Northeastern University on a student-athlete scholarship. I'm one of the best Soccer players in the NCAA Division One, if I'm not being too forward. Right...

My First Time With the Senator

by pkirk on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I find politics to be interesting, although sometimes depressing when I realize that we bicker about government and fail to see how insignificant we are in the grand scheme of things. Regardless, I love the power dynamic in politics. It has a Game of Thrones feel to it. Everyone is trying to accomplish something and there are so many maneuvers to get it done...

The gay reality-bender

by cocozbuk on Aug 27, 2020
Gay

Matt was walking in the street, thinking about this dream he had had. He knew it was only a dream, but it had felt so realistic. This spirit coming down to him, telling him he had been chosen to receive an incredible gift : the gift of becoming almighty, able to turn his wishes into reality with one simple word. He shook his head. Of course it was bullshit....

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Back in College

by raginyank on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Back in college, it was the early eighties. We had just come out of the seventies wher everything was cool and smooth and a little too laid back. Our lives as early twenty somethings was dominated by New Wave vs. Heavy Metal arguments, conservative politics, school and the reaction against all that. It was a weird time to be alive. I was in school in a smal...

Just One of Those Things

by cforester44 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I stood with my lovely fiancée Jenna, one arm around her slender waist, pulling her against my side as we both smiled for the Tribune photographer. I let my hand drop when the shutter clicked, reminding myself not to frown at the scent of expensive perfume clinging to my suit. I had to admit we made a handsome couple, so I wouldn't be at all surprised if we...

Gaining Experience

by woman_inside on Jan 16, 2019
Gay Male

I was seemingly an ordinary Mexican guy walking down the street in a conservative Mexican town in the early evening. The street, a narrow street near downtown, was nearly deserted, and nothing indicated I was at the right place other than a tiny rainbow flag at the door. I rang the doorbell - the door unlocked almost immediately and I quickly stepped in, awa...