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Curiosity Continues

by jjdtx on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

We had been using the cave for about three months with the usual outcome. We would strip, read dirty magazines and then shoot our cum on each other. I loved the feel of his cum on my body, anywhere on my body. He liked shooting it on my crotch, cock and balls. I preferred to shoot mine on his ass. He seemed to like this best too. But, I was getting bored wit...

Forced Straight College Boy

by Dracthyus on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

I had just turned eighteen, and I thought I was ready to be out on my own. My folks were worried about me moving so far away to go to college, but I'd scored the scholarship and they really couldn't say much about it. It wasn't every day that you got a chance to move to another city and get out of your parents' house. Oh, it hadn't been so bad, but there wa...

Our Bath Ch. 02

by Elected on Jun 4, 2019
Gay Male

There was a slow dripping sound as water fell from the tap into the waiting bathtub. The tub was calm and still, waiting for my friend and I to enter it together. Lee was nearby, hanging a towel for himself, and as he stretched his naked brown body still gleamed with sweat. This was a body I would soon be up against. Why was I going through with this? I mus...

Condemned Ch. 07

by SumOfAllThings on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

I couldn't stop staring. Every time I passed a mirror I felt an urge to look and every time I did I was sickeningly disappointed. They were not fading as I'd hoped they would and though I'd never considered myself a vain man I would have given anything to see the skin against my neck as smooth and pale as it had once been. For a moment my eyes wondered and...

Rest Stop Slave Ch. 02

by buttcheeks777 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

This is another fantasy about being forced to be a sex toy in a rest stop. If you don't have any interest in such a thing please don't leave negative feedback. It involves male-on-male sex and more.. Well, I find myself on the road yet again, and am hoping for more dirty fun like I had at the rest stop in California a few days ago. I'm in New Mexico just...

Rest Stop Big Rig BJ

by Tcs1956 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I was online and horny as usual. Tonight I had posted a message on a gay cruising .org kindda site indicating that I wanted to suck a man's cock really bad as soon as possible. My profile indicates that I am a bottom and that I love to suck cock. My profile pictures there of me in action reinforce that fact along with a couple of testimonials from men who I...

Getting . . . Educated Ch. 05

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

After delivering me from jail and imprisoning me again in his web, Coach Seeman delivered me to Nate's door, ravished and still in handcuffs, which had been moved so that my arms were in front of me, and with my jeans barely covering me. When Nate answered the door, he was wearing only his briefs. As the dorm counselor, he had an actual one-bedroom apartme...

Taken in His Own House

by RaulBloodworth on Aug 28, 2017
Gay Male

Author's note: this is a nonconsent/reluctance story, but it contains gay sex scenes, so I put it under the gay male tag. ---- John slid his key in the lock and opened the door. Kicking off his boots, he trudged into the kitchen to get a beer. It was Friday, and he had Monday off, so he was looking forward to relaxing for the next 3 days. After grabbing...

The Scally Boys Ch. 04

by martin_x59 on Aug 28, 2017
Gay Male

CHAPTER 4 – Jake gets tied up. "Ow do Jake, Ow do Carl" Sean sez as he opens da door to da flat, "Come in." We enter da flat, it's jus' like any house, lounge, kitchen, dinin' room, upstairs is bafroom an' bedrooms. We goes in da kitchen and Wayne is der in his trackies but his chest is bare. I wants to touch him. "Ow do lads," he sez. Den comes up to me...

Hitching a Ride

by starova on Sep 2, 2017
Gay Male

I met Frances (Siss) Buenoat at the local 'Learn-to-dance' studio. At age nineteen, she was about six months older than me. There were two occasions during my time with Frances that I could have made more progress in my social life. Once she told me she was at home 'all on my lonesome'. In a round-about way, I was invited to visit her at home with her paren...