Gay Tuxedo Stories

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A Boy, a Daddy and two Tuxedos

by ThomasStevenson on May 21, 2019
Gay Male

"That suit makes u a horny little lad, doesn't it?" It was another text from Mr Matthews. Thomas was out at a bar with his co-workers, and he'd just sent Mr Matthews a picture of what he was wearing: a fine navy pinstripe three piece suit with a bright pink and blue striped tie and a lavish pocket square spilling out of his breast pocket. So Thomas texted...

Men in Tuxedos

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Man, don't you ever give up?" Dave asked in exasperation, removing Zane's hand from his basket and rising from the sofa and moving over to a stool by the bar. "No, Dave, I never give up. Not when there's something I want like I want you." "I should have known when you brought me up here and offered me all of that fine liquor. You just wanted to get me dru...

PA's Surprise Pt. 01

by 1suitedbi on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The Dinner There I was propping up the bar, all dressed up in my Scottish finery waiting for the evening to begin. I'd had a mysterious invite to a Black Tie Dinner, the invite had arrived with a covering note informing me that my presence was required at a Gala Evening to be held at a prestigious Edinburgh Hotel. No further details were given apart from th...

Becoming Jessie's Bitch Ch. 02

by HerLittlePiggy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

The metallic click made my cock twitch. I looked in the mirror and soaked in the sight. Jessie stood behind me dressed in a black tuxedo holding my leash in his left hand as his right rubbed my bare shaved chest. I was naked from the waist up except a black studded leather dog collar that looked and felt surprisingly comfortable. "Do you like your collar?"...

Straight to Bottom

by straighttobottom on Aug 24, 2020
Gay Male

This is a true account of how I lost my anal virginity. I travel a fair amount for work and a few months back I was in another city for an industry conference simply to have a presence there for my company and network with potential clients. The last night there is the fundraising gala, which is not my favourite thing, but great food and liquored up prospe...

My Best Friend, The Faggot Pt. 02

by tvdude17 on Dec 9, 2017
Gay Male

"Fuck me," she moaned. Her hands clutching the side of her face as closed eyelids took her to worlds beyond. A glistening of my spit on the side of her mouth. I sank deeper into her, grabbing her bouncing tits like a steering wheel, pressing them to keep myself in balance as my lower body plowed her senseless. The soft lips sucked my dick as it drilled her s...

Putting Myself Through College Ch. 16

by RobXXX on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

"How would you like to be in the movies?" That was the first thing I heard out of Kevin's mouth. Kevin told me that an old friend who was in the porn business was in town and looking for talent to be in a few of his movies. Well this one I really had to think about I told Kevin. Being a "model" AKA an escort is one thing, as it is kept quiet, but if I shoot...

The Coffee Shop Pt. 02

by canadiancowboy on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

II: Cowboys and Tuxedos. Disclaimer. The following story, is a work of fiction. The characters portrayed within are a work of fiction as well, and any resemblance to any person, living or dead is a coincidence and unintentional. Copyright 1998. This story is the property of the author, Canadian Cowboy (formerly known as Animal360). Any duplication, in wh...

Walter Pinge Has No Life

by ozeboi69 on Aug 28, 2017
Gay Male

Walter Pinge has no life. It was a phrase commonly heard whispered across the floor. That, and talk of how committed he was to his job. He sat in his private office, day in and day out, quietly number crunching, his obviously intellectual mind constantly churning over behind his thick, black-rimmed glasses. Not even his straight brown hair could hide his pa...

Bought with a Tux

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I assumed that Christmas of 1977 was going to be a bust for me anyway, so when the Bangkok office chief asked for a volunteer to go on temporary duty—TDY—to Tokyo over the Christmas and New Year's holiday to cover for the leaves of the bureau chief and deputy there, I said, "Why not?" My family was flying back to the States for December because my wife insis...