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Beware of Karma

by theevilpeach on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

DISCLAIMER: This is a fictional story that includes gay references and gay sex. It also includes references to religion. If it is illegal for you to be reading stories that include gay references or if your under age please stop now. If you take religion seriously then either stop reading now or take the ideas in this story for what they are: just a story an...

Cairo Surrender Ch. 02

by KeithD on Jun 11, 2019
Gay Male

The dramatic departure of Pasha Rushdy Abazar took all of the fizz out of the evening in the Gentlemen's Dining Room at Shepheard's. Nothing was going to happen that evening to top that, and many of the gentlemen were suddenly remembering forgotten engagements and bustling off to start spreading the word of the latest affront on civilization inflicted at the...

Good Afternoon Ch. 10

by Dionyus on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"This has been a special report for channel 13, Eye on the News" The camera man widened his shot as the reporter finished her closing line. Flames and smoke billowed from what appeared to be a huge pile of debris half a block away behind the reporter. The red flashing lights of fire trucks, ambulances and police vehicles strobed the camera lense with their...

Cocksucker: Cum Slut

by silkstockingslover on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

You do not need to read the first four chapters of this story to enjoy this story of a straight man that gets submerged into the drag queen world of San Francisco (but obviously it helps). In case you are curious how this straight married man got into this predicament here is a brief summary of the first four chapters of "Cocksucker": Chapter 1: Cocksucker...

Baby, It's Cold Outside

by sr71plt on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

1974 was Rick's first Christmas away from home, and he was feeling a bit down. He'd stayed home, in Baltimore, Maryland, for his first year in college, but his mother hadn't been able to hack the expenses of even a junior college, although she could afford to go gambling in Las Vegas for Christmas this year, and reality set in that he needed more money to ge...

The Cure

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I came to slowly, the flashing colored lights taking their time to form in my consciousness. Whatever Tony had spiked my drink with was slow to let loose of me. I was lying on a bed. I tried to rise, but my hands were cuffed together above me and my legs were cuffed as well to the lower corners of the bed. But the bonds were loose there. I could raise my leg...

69 in a 60

by Middleagepoet on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I had finally hit the jackpot at the car rental place. You go months and months renting cars while traveling and get stuck in the sub-compacts or even worse the PT Cruisers or HHRs. You see the flashy Camaros and Mustangs or the high end Caddys but it always seems, no matter what you order, you get stuck in a schmuck car. However, this time at the airport I...

No Pole Big Enough

by sr71plt on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

He certainly looked like a big brute when he had arrived in the hotel room, and with all that muscle, he provided me the hope that he could touch me where I needed to be touched, take care of my need, and give me relief. But it hadn't happened. Once again it hadn't happened. I was beginning to think there really was such a thing as wearing your hole out, as...

Key Westing Ch. 02

by sr71plt on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

"No, not what you're wearing. Wear these." "God, I can't wear those, Brian. I'd be a walking advert for 'Just bend me over and fuck me,' if I wore those downtown this evening." Brian just gave me a hard stare. And of course he was right. After three hard double-shift days of work, that was exactly what I was going down to Key West's Duval Street gay strip...

Suits

by sr71plt on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

It was a steamy, smoke-filled night at Hernando's, and I and the other two guys had been dancing to the music on the small stage for twenty minutes. I was already down to the ten-gallon hat, the pinto pony vest, the cowboy boots, and the low-slung belt and six-gun holsters with the even lower slung eight-inch gun swinging in between and nothing else on when...