Gay Mob Stories

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Catching the Eye of a Mob Boss Ch. 01

by Her11 on Mar 21, 2018
Gay Male

Jace: I was late for work when I bumped into him, well actually I bumped into his very angry body guard. Who grabbed me and nearly flung me into a wall, trying to get me away from his boss. I didn't hit the wall but I did fall to the ground on all fours and all my papers and charts scattered across the sidewalk and one of them would have ended up in the roa...

Tossed into Chaos

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Alphonse, the Comte du Toulouse, nearly knocked Luc down as he clattered down the front steps of the chateau in Villebourbon across the Pont Vieux bridge from the city of Montauban. Luc broke his fall by bracing himself on the ornately framed painting he had just carried out of the chateau to load into one of four wagons pulled up to the front entrance, each...

The Target Ch. 04

by Arryl4 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Started another series. It's confusing as hell but then it starts to make sense... I think... So do me a fav and go check it out. It's called "Sinful". If I get a thumbs up I'll go ahead and continue. If not... Anyway, thanks for the feedback on The Target! I squeal like a little schoolgirl every time I get a comment. So keep it coming! Chapter4! -----...

Debts Paid

by Triplebottom on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I was so nervous and wanted to run. But I needed to do this. My family's debt would be wiped clean. I just had to endure the night, and tomorrow, the dark cloud of debt would be forever gone. I just have to keep thinking about how much peace it would bring to everyone. One night of humiliation and degradation is worth my family's freedom. I was in the midd...

Something Different Ch. 02

by dkmywife on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Several years went by and Rick was now wealthy beyond his dreams. Ellen his wife, his ex-wives sister, was keeping him happier than he would have ever imagined. Theirs was as true. a love as any could be. He had even softened on his ex-wife enough to put her up in a house. She paid the bills she accrued but he put her in a house make sure she had a roof. Nev...

Sex Between Vinnie and James Ch. 01

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

I closed my eyes to the sounds of Vinnie anally fucking his transsexual friend, James. If they were kissing, making out, and groping one another, I didn't want to know. James was scheduled to do more prison time after violating his conditions of parole and Vinnie, for some bizarre reason, decided to have sex with his cellmate as a going away gift, even tho...

What'll I Do? Ch. 04

by leroyNYC on Sep 1, 2017
Gay Male

Merry Christmas from Tahiti! Thank you again for reading and please keep writing the comments. -L *** I was not sure what happened. I woke up in Thanael's office. "Are you okay?" a voice asked. I looked up, it was Thanael. "What happened? Did I get the job?" At least I remembered some of the interview. "Well, you fainted. You got me worried there." "...

Death to Blonds Ch. 07

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

There had to be a way of opening this guy up, Clint thought as he walked into The Dugout bar the next afternoon. I've got to find it; I can't just let this ride like Danny wants me to. I hope he hasn't disappeared on us. Greg Garrison hadn't disappeared. He was working the bar at The Dugout and looking just as happy as he could be. He must know, Clint thou...

The Swim "Meat"

by One_Two_Nine on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

How did I get myself into this? The big swim meet against our cross-town rivals was tomorrow, and there I was, sneaking into our hosts' locker room to scribble disheartening graffiti on their shower with tube of lipslick. I could have said, "No," when the guys dared me, but as a freshman, I had to prove myself. Rumour had it that our competition was predomi...

Millstone - Novel 01 Ch. 01

by RickHeathen on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) CHAPTER ONE I like to train and keep myself fit for my job, but for those past eight weeks, my only exercise had been kicking myself. There's not much else a man like me can do from a hospital bed with my noggin imitating a mummy and my keister in hot water with the Russian mob. I won't take a stroll in Central...