gay male stories and histories

The Human Bearer
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The quarters that had been appointed to him by Marn were considerably larger compared to the place where he had lived with Xana. There were large water containers lining one wall; Riordan counted three of them, and then continued his inspection. His curiosity led him to the pod-like structures in the middle of the room that appeared, at least at first glance, loyal copies of the type of capsules he had noticed in Marn's and Kanto's quarters. He tried to peek inside one of them -- ...

Happy summer! My favorite time of the year!! Note: This is a gay male story.
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The front door was unlocked. Since no one answered the doorbell, I entered and walked down a long hallway, following the sounds of music and laughter.
"Jasper, my man!! You made it!" My best friend Dean, shirtless and wearing some girls' hat too small for his head, pulled me into a headlock....

A Mostly True Story
On the long drive over that morning I'd discreetly swallowed two minis of vodka. These first-time encounters invariably make me a little nervous.
You entered his mobile home through the carport. I was familiar with this. My mother likewise lived in a mobile home, in a retirement community, within walking distance of my house one county over. You walked past a stationery car to a series of steps with a double width of sliding glass doors at the top, only one of which opened. As with...

Because you sickos asked nicely.

February

"Hey, I'll put him to bed." Todd's voice startles Seth and me both.
"Dod! Dod Dod!" Seth escapes my grasp to race over and wrap himself around Todd's legs. "Home! Dada, Dada, Dod home!"
"Yes, it's Todd," I acknowledge tiredly. "Now let Daddy put your pajamas on."...

"You want me to do what?" I asked, the shock in my voice echoing back to me in the small bathroom.
My girlfriend, Carly, held my cock in her delicate hands as we showered. She continued to stroke me as she spoke. Water running down her freckled shoulders.
"I just want you to try it," she huffed. "I'm not asking you to marry him."...

The Very First Time(s)
In my mid-twenties I was working at a food distribution company loading trucks and making deliveries. Next door was a day care center. One day one of the young women that worked there was outside flirting with me while I worked. She teased me saying that she and Robbie, the young Black guy that worked with her, liked to watch me and fantasize about being with me. I laughed, but I was flattered. Cindy was kind of a hippie chick and she would probably be a lot of fun to be with. But ...

It is time.
I take a deep breath, trying desperately to calm my nerves as I cling to Jeremy's arm. We step through the threshold and into the party. Everything is the same as it always is, football jocks everywhere, hot chicks, drunk idiots.
Yet this time my role is different.
My heart is frantically thrumming in my chest, feeling the panic building as the first guy steps towards us, his hand outstretched as he pats Jeremy on the back and asks, "Who is the chick?"...

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"... Or you can follow me and we'll see about stretching that tight cunt of yours some more~." Jayden says before wrapping the towel around his hips and sauntering out of the room. "Don't keep me waiting, slut~." He adds with a giggle as he closes the door behind him....

Charles was jealous of me since I took the reins of becoming a circuit court judge. I did it in less time than him. I wasn't originally from Portsmouth, Virginia, or anywhere within 200 miles of the city.. I was in local circles that he, a Portsmouth native, should've been a part of, but just couldn't cut in. The issue with him seeing a short, Italian boy from the dirt poor part of Philadelphia was internal, and I wasn't the least bothered simply because I was genuine in all I'd done....

I woke up the next morning, Jack still lying on top of me. He was still asleep, his messy, beautiful hair splayed out across my chest. I had forgotten he wore a dress on our date, and it was still on, though one of the straps was off his shoulder, which was so sexy for some reason.
Not wanting to wake him, I laid still, only turning my head to get a look at his bedroom. It was decorated very differently from the rest of his place: he had framed posters of various artists and musicians, some of which I ha...

Some of us little dick males have been born with a desire to experience a big cock in us. For some reason unknown to me, I have felt the magnetism of a big cock. Shame washes over me when I get hard thinking about how much I want to give myself to a big cock. My benign temperament allows men, I'm talking about real men to see my weakness and take advantage of my desire to serve them. Many of you reading this have the same desire to give your all to a real man. Those like me, watching him pleasure our wives ...

I run a stable operation that's part of a larger ranch. It's located in Colorado, not very close to anything, a good twenty miles to the closest burg. A bunch of horny folks live and work here.
It's a big plot of land. We have a lodge, my stables, fifty acres of flattop land where various grasses grow, six hundred or so more acres of hills, part of a mountain and canyon, three semi-high garages and a barn with farm equipment in it, and a long building with apartments and bunkhouse rooms for the hands. Th...

CHAPTER 1: KICKOFF
There was this rush of excitement in the air. I felt it in my bones the second we stepped out of the car. The summer night had a beautiful chill. That chill only added to the celebratory event if you ask me. I had just gotten my certification as a Doctor of Physical Therapy (DPT). It was the first time in six months all four of us were together. A night with my besties from college. What could go wrong? We all met freshman year in college, and became the best of friends. We were the fo...

Tess O-Meter -- Green.
You can dip in and out of this unexpected series, but for a richer read and character development they are best when read in the order of writing.
Therefore, I would suggest, if you enjoy this, then go back to the beginning.
Correct order is, Broadway Lust Story, Broadway Love Story, Broadway Luck Story, Broadway Beginnings, Broadway Bust, Broadway to Vegas, Broadway Betrayal, Broadway Battle, Broadway Break, Broadway Threat, Broadway Baby, Broadway Darling, Broadway Moves, B...

I am not a writer. This is just an old man writing down a few things from my life. Standard disclaimers apply.
OUCH! Damit that hurt I screamed as I rubbed my busted knuckles. This old Thunderbird is going to be the death of me. Why I decided I needed it is beyond me. Well, this is a perfect time for a beer break. I grabbed a cold one out of the fridge and had a seat on the porch of my shop. As I was enjoying the sunshine I could hear what sounded like a bush hog running deeper in the nearby property. It...

The sunlight awakens me the next day and again I see Jeremy laying there, half exposed and snoring to himself.
When he wakes up again he mentions how awesome the party was but says nothing about what else happened.
The next month follows much the same, every week or so Jeremy will say my name in that tone, always sending shivers down my spine, before asking me to give him a hand job....

Every light in Marcus' brain turned on when his cock pushed inside Jeff's ass. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before. Pushing past the cheeks, his cock was already being cushioned from every direction. Even the sight of himself being sucked into it was taking his breath away.
But then, he felt the pressure of his cock opening Jeff's hole like a blooming flower and it made him groan. Like a key in a lock, it fit perfectly even though he still only had the head in....

Call me George. I'm your average guy: 6 foot, not fit, but not fat, average looking, worked the same, steady job for about six years, eat the same thing for lunch every day, boring type of guy.
I live in a pretty quiet city in the Western United States, population about 50,000. All the modern amenities without the hustle and bustle. The best place for me, honestly, because any more excitement than that would probably make my head explode....

Savannah Affair Part 03
Hank and Bo "Spend Time" Together
This story is entirely fictional--as any real student of the history of the Civil War will attest. Warning: I have done only a little research to ensure the accuracy of the history or the geography. All characters in this story are over 18 when the actions described took place.. © Copyright, 2025, Brunosden....

Chapter Three: Comparing
The door creaks open and Eric walks through with his towel tied low around his hips. Droplets of water slide off his collarbone and down his sides before settling in the V-line of his abs. His body is so incredible and I'm having a hard time trying to uncross the wires of wanting to be him or to be with him. I'm again so lost in my own thoughts of his body that I don't realize he is saying something....

Chapter Thirty -- The Lovely Eye
Keres sat half-turned from him as if looking out the window could help him recollect those memories of a different time. Hudson looked the same way briefly. The sun was going down; soon, it would be evening. What was taking them so long?
"I've always believed myself to be a redoubtable opponent, regardless of the conflict I was engaged in," Keres began. "My accident that I told you about didn't happen like that. I crossed the people I was working for at the time. They ...

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At half past ten am Buck emerged from the bathroom into the set, an airy atrium, where natural light centered on a king-size bed. He'd increased his training and it showed -- his warm ivory skin, unmarked by tan lines, stretched taut over testosterone-laden muscle. His thick cock, too noble for any measure as crude as inches, swayed rhythmically over his heavy balls with each step, his posture that of a young gamecock....

The Cure for a Sore Throat (bi)
My wife, Eleanor, complained like a child, that she was coming down with a sore throat.
I grabbed my crotch, "Come here. I've got something strong for you." I guess I should have had more sympathy.
"Every time I have a sore throat you say that crude line and I'm fucking sick of it. If I try your 'cure' and it doesn't work will you stop?"...

Eager to prove himself, Kyle has always wanted to go on a risky undercover mission. Finally, the police department has found the perfect job for him. The straight jock will have to play the role of a male stripper to infiltrate a drug cartel. Little does he know that this is only the beginning of his (hot) journey....

Study Buddies
Nate-
Looking around the classroom I realize just how much of a misfit I am among this group of future medical professionals. Why is a right-side-of-the-brain artist like me in this class surrounded by left brain geniuses? Well, maybe they're not all geniuses but they're all pre-med. And way smarter than me. Taking an anatomy class was my art instructor's idea and I'm beginning to think his logic was flawed....

3rd Chapter in Series: Mike's Married Men
Chapter 1:
Mike finds an online site that allows him to find new male sexual partners. What started out as intrigued turned into more as Mike found out he enjoyed dominating men and having them service his big cock.
Through the app he found Chad, a married man, but hiding a sexual submissive side for men. After chatting they planned for Chad to come over to Mike's. Once there Mike received some very good head, he had Chad on all fours begging for his cock....

After some time I came to love love love Daddie, due to his feminisation of me. They way he made me feel girly left butterflies in my stomach. a deep desire to giggle and spend endless hours twiddling my hair. Generally my main way of moving about the house could be describes as a flounce.
One day I was sorting his wardrobe out as his arms had become too big for some of his tops. So he had asked me to sort through them and donate them to charity. As I went about this I felt fluttery knowing he would neve...

For the backstory to this one see The Start of the Affair - Connection
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After my night with Marcus, Rosy and I stayed in touch. I found it exciting that instead of Marcus communicating with me directly, Rosy was always the one to tell me about Marcus.
She told me that Marcus had given her the dish on our fucking session and told her how much he had enjoyed being fucked till he came without touching his useless cock. She sent me daily snaps of Marcus shaving his legs, or taking a shower, or laz...

Double Exposure

I silently sat looking at the pencil sketch that I had been working on for the last three sessions of an evening drawing class. I looked up at the model on the platform, a handsome young man, naked, and wondered what I was missing that precluded me from making more progress. The latest version of the sketch on my pad was not bad but the instructions that we were given specifically asked us to create something that was not a literal representation of the subject. Each time I looked at ...

Content warning: words sterotypically defined as "feminine" are used regardng the trans man's genitalia.
"Good boy, you've been a good little pet while Papa was gone."
"Look how wet you are. So shamelessly horny. So desperate for Papa's permission to cum. But still so much to do."
"Did you enjoy watching yourself beg pet? Look at how hard you're panting when Papa stops touching you with the wand....