Gay Sexual Stories

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Pimped out toyboy

I visited Ivan at his apartment on a regular basis. It would always start with an invitation phone call from him, when he was horny. Sometimes I was busy and said ‘no.’ I had that much control, but when I was in his company he was definitely the one in charge.

It had been half a year since that first night when Ivan had taken advantage of my drunken state.

By now, I had no problem with the arrangement. I’d been guilty after the first night. And sore. I wanted to forget it. I was embarrassed that I’d done sex …

Jenny and Lauren – The Party

“Damn, I love this view”

Lauren looked up at Jenny. The girls, both completely naked, were on Jenny’s bed. Jenny laid on her back, legs wide open. Lauren was on all fours between them, her face buried between her friend’s legs. She looked up and saw Jenny looking down at her. Lauren gave Jenny a big smile as she continued to run her fingers through her wet pussy.

Looking down at her friend, Jenny watched Lauren’s tongue run through her bald pussy. She watched her friends fingers play with her and watched and felt them as they slid inside her. …

First Gay Experience

This is the story of my first encounter with another man. I
met Don in a local bar and somehow, during the course of our
conversation, I told him I did plumbing work on the side. He seemed
like a nice guy, so when he called a week later with a stopped up
drain, I agreed to visit his house to correct the problem.

Usually drains are not much of a problem so I wore regular
street clothes rather than coveralls. Don let me in and showed me to
the kitchen. I laid on my back and crawled under the …

A man struggles with his obsession to make love to another man and finds a hermaphrodite

Frankie pulled into the first motel he found, it was
late and he had been driving all day. After checking
in, he went to the room and tossed his suitcase on the
desk and flopped on the bed.

Frankie was on the road for one reason, he just left
his wife of eight years and his kids, a son and a
daughter. The problem wasn’t with them, it was him. For
years now, he’s been struggling with his inner self
about his sexuality. Anita, his wife, was a very
beautiful woman. At twenty-eight her figure was
fantastic even after bearing …

A trip to the barber turns into something more

My parents separated right after school ended and they
shipped me off to my grandparents. They live in a small
town in northern New Jersey; I’d been there one week
and was already tired of just hanging around the house.
I missed my best friend, Mark. Just the thought of Mark
made my cock begin to harden. Damn, I thought, not a
fucking thing to do.

“Why don’t you get a haircut,” my grandmother said as
she cleared the breakfast table. “I hear they’re
wearing it short again. I never did like long hair on
men. Sometimes you can’t tell …

Judy’s Visit to the Student Clinic

It all started my freshman year. One of the regular
yearly rituals of my sorority involved the need for
some sleeping pills, and it was the practice to send
the freshmen to obtain them. So I went to the student
health center and told the triage nurse that I was
having trouble sleeping that I needed a prescription
for some good strong pills. She sent me to a little
room down the hall past the bathroom and the school’s
pharmacy, which was conveniently right inside the
health center.

A few minutes later, a nurse came in. Her name tag
said, …

Faculty fuck with a dirty bi-couple

The dinner had been a great success. Nick and Susan made a
handsome couple, they knew, both attractive, intelligent, and
successful; their friends often referred to them jokingly as “The
Beautiful People.” In the academic circles to which they belonged,
style was often a matter of wearing socks that didn’t have holes with
your Birkenstocks. But Nick and Susan had a flair and dash that made
them stand out from the tweedy crowd. On this evening, Nick wore
shades of stone and parchment in his slacks and collarless silk shirt.
The rolled-up sleeves revealed powerful though not beefy forearms. His…

My Dutch uncle giving me a kinky sexual experience

Allan and his cousin Kyle had been fooling around since high school and were now preparing to enter Junior College in town. One afternoon, after a grueling day of college admin tests, they were rummaging around the garage in search of a 3/8” box wrench, Kyle announced an even better find. “Dude, look what I found under the socket tray of my dad’s toolbox!”, he said.

Allen looked over his cousin’s shoulder to see an expensive looking magazine named, “BOYS LIFE.” In it were depictions of young smooth men being sexually used by hairy bikers dressed in various pieces of …

Owned by a tranny

I have an unbelieveable statement to make I am owned by a
shemale or transgender lady.
The reason is is because I am a straight man at least I thought
I was straight.
This is how it happened I was at a dinner party that a friend
invited me to.
While I was talking to another guy about football and enjoying a
beer a female friend tapped me on a shoulder.
She said,” I want to introduce you to someone.”
I turned around and there was this Latino looking lady.
I looked at her for a few minutes and I …

A married man’s hidden desires are fulfilled

During high school and college, being bisexual had
great benefits. If I couldn’t get a date with a hot co-
ed, there was always a group of horny bi and gay men on
campus willing to hook up for some nsa fun. I never
lucked into having a roommate who was bi or gay but I
got my share of pussy… ,and cock! At 6’2″ and 200
pounds, with brown hair and eyes and a killer smile, I
never had much trouble with either sex and both the
boys and the girls were always pleased with the ways I
used …

A guy tries out anonymous sex and becomes quickly addicted

The phone line was busy. It was a hot and humid night.
I couldn’t sleep. So at 3 am, I dialed the phone got my
code number and spent two hours listening to messages,
talking to other horny guys and then nervously recorded
a message of my own.

“Looking for anonymous meeting with one or more who are
into everything.”

My phone rang an hour later. The voice was young,
almost a whisper and offered me an invitation which had
my cock drooling.

I pulled on my gym shorts and walked the ten blocks in
the night humidity. By the …

A New Experience

Sitting in his Atlanta hotel room, the butterflies
would not settle in Dave’s stomach. He wondered how he
ever got up the nerve to actually go through with this.
It had all started out so innocently. Sitting at his
computer bored one night, he had been surfing one of
those cock rating sites. He had come across the picture
of a really big one and the picture had an email
address.

On a whim he emailed the guy, honestly professing his
love for the stiff member in the picture. Dave had done
that a few times in the past, and …

Shemale sluts – part 2.

I have been with Nancy and I have moved in and quit my job and I run around
her house naked 24/7 so she can take me whenever she wants and I love her
cock. She has taken pics of me naked with her cum inside my ass and posted
them on the web.

Nancy said,” We are going to have a party tonight and you are going to
service transgenders and some crossdressers and I have cameras installed
all over the house. They don’t have HIV or any sexually transmitted
diseases

I said,” Can I ask you why?”

She …

My pervert man dan

Danny and I have known each other for years. We went to high school together and that is where the two of us became life mates. Yes, we are gay.

We shared an apartment while in college. There we explored all facets of gay sex. Danny is the males male. He is into body building, His physique is Adonis like. I call him Danny, but he much rather prefer to be called Dan. Dan is proud of his sexuality but doesn’t flaunt it.

On the other hand I am more flamboyant and I am obviously gay. I am the type …

An art student with a troubled past finds love entering her life in a unique way

I was almost resigned to a life of quiet desperation
accompanied by my inner demons when a small miracle
occurred. It happened when I was 19 and living in
Sanger, Missouri, home of the famous Art School.
Situated on the bluffs overlooking the Mississippi, the
2500 or so hardy residents made their living from the
faculty and students, overcharging them for almost
everything.

Typically mid-western, flat with streets laid out in
neat squares, the town consisted of 2 banks, a bowling
alley, the VFW post and assorted restaurants, bars and
gas stations. There was a library, 2 motels out by …