gay male stories and histories

Warning: humiliation, age difference, dirty feet.
Josh and Bryce joined their friend Shane on a warm Saturday afternoon to watch an important game. The three former jocks had been best buddies in high school, and they had not seen each other in months. In their mid-thirties, their once tall and fit bodies had lost a little bit of shape, and gained a good amount of weight, and now they carried a certain rugged masculinity....

The scent of sweat, cologne, and paint thinner lingered in the wide, sun-drenched art studio. The tables had been cleared, lights set up, and a large white backdrop stretched against one wall. It was quiet, save for the occasional shutter click and the soft hum of the space heater -- someone had insisted the players not "catch cold" in their minimal clothing....

I awake and have a hard-on. I live in a body that does what it wants. I need to take a piss. I'm bursting. I flip back the blankets, and slip out of the bed. The hard-on between my legs is sticking out. I look down at it, my perfect penis swaying from side to side as I head to the bathroom. My naked body is erect, slim, hard, smooth, and youthful. I'm a catch for any pretty cunt that needs a fuck. My penis is quivering like a stationary balloon as I bend it down to point at the toilet bowl, and internally l...

SERIES: GASLIGHTING LIAM
(college, mast, dom, big cock, auth, sub, jock, teasing, manipulation, cum denial, humiliation, feet, armpit, sweat, mindfuck, gym, gooning, straight to gay, nipple play, pheromones, primal, sloppy, edging, pre cum, edging, condescension, consensual non-consent, praise kink, ass play, rimming, anal orgasm, public, big sub small top, piss, cum play, brainwashing, public, caged)...

Henry walked into the front lobby of the university. He went up to the front desk and was informed by the secretary that, due to a higher-than-expected enrollment for the spring semester, he would be getting assigned a roommate to his dormitory. Henry rolled his eyes. He generally preferred solitude but given the amount of rent expected living off campus, living in the dormitory was more financially feasible. As he stood their going over the details of his paperwork, he noticed the secretary occasionally st...

Warning: heavy race play and offensive words.
all characters are 18+
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"Dude, I don't think I want to wait a hundred years for a shower. Look at this place," Stefan said. He showed up behind me as I finished up my set. He was right. The gym was packed on that Friday afternoon. "Wanna hit the shower in my place?"...

*Everyone in this story is 18 years of age or older.*
A half-hour later, I was walking down the hall toward Professor Avery's office. The door was ajar and a soft glow of warm light spilled from the opening. I took a deep breath, two deep breaths, and then knocked.
"Come in," said a deep voice....

I could've escaped; I could've popped the dildo off the bed frame and unfastened the hook securing my face in place and the toy in my throat. But I didn't. Not only did I have nowhere else to go, but something inside was telling me to stay. Accept my punishment for disobeying.
This toy wasn't as pleasant as daddy's cock. The toy was smaller than him, slightly, but I think the situation made it more difficult. I was gagging and clamping down with my teeth from time to time. My ass still stung from the bea...

I was looking forward to this weekend all year long, the first time my parents left me home alone, now that I was eighteen they finally trusted me to be home alone. So I just turned eighteen this year, I graduate from high school in the next two weeks, I am single, white gay male. No I am not out, I can't wait for college so I can spread my wings so to speak, growing up in a small town I never had an opportunity to ever have sex with anyone....

I'm Darren, 31 Gay and single at the moment. I am 6'3" and slim, slightly muscular, some would say I have a swimmers body.
I work in in large company and manage a team of salesmen, they're all very confident and cocky, so I have to lead them with a rod of iron. I'm not there to make friends, so it doesn't bother me that they dislike me....

"Patches..."
For the second morning in a row, I woke up with his name on my lips. Heaven help me, I had no idea if he was even still alive, not after that horrible article in the newspaper about a homeless man being found murdered a few days ago.
Believe me when I say, I used all my contacts possible in my arsenal, in trying to find out the name of the victim and when I eventually did, I could only thank God that even though, whilst it was damn tragic that a man had died, that at least it wasn't Patch...

I opened my eyes as warm Caribbean sun beatdown on my face. I looked across to see my soft hand pressed against a hard pec, a man I recognised as my new husband, Marc. The memories of the night before rushed back into my mind, the feel of lips that kissed, the sound of ecstatic moans, and the taste of fresh cum filling my mouth....

ASH
I had expected to wake up next to Victor but when I opened my eyes and looked at his side of the bed, it was empty. My heart began to race as my anxiety began to rear its ugly head again but I quickly brushed it aside. My panic subsided when I looked at the clock and saw that it was 11:30 in the morning. Victor had probably woken up and, not wanting to wake me, slipped out of bed and gone downstairs....

(This chapter was a bit of a challenge because it needed to have a good enough surprise - I hope you'll like it.
If you haven't read the previous chapters, I would recommend to start at the beginning. First awesome gay sex that evolves into bisexual fireworks - Enjoy and let me know what you think)...

The two were moving as one, AJ was not going to miss the opportunity to ride the O train with Scott -- "Sam, I'm close." "Ride the train, I'll be there with you." The two men were writhing in pleasure, as AJ blasted into Scott's ass, Scott soaked the sheets in front of him. As they came down from their orgasms, they drifted off together....

I slammed the door shut and leaned my head against the window. My elbow anchored on the doorframe. Waiting.
The engine started. Gravel cracked beneath the tires. We left the campsite, silence buzzing between us.
I observed the scenery outside. The forest slid past the windows, painted in mist and early sun. Trees covered in rusty tint were spelling fall's arrival....

"You fuckin' faggot. Yer gonna take my dick every fuckin' night." Slap, slap, slap. "Look at you, faggot, yer milkin my dick with that pussy."
The mysterious bear figure spread my cheeks.
"Get it sloppy and loose. Fuck yeah, fuck you bitch, you love this. Fuuuuuuck!"
I came. Darkness, then a light....

The sex was unforgettable. The aftermath nearly destroyed me.
If only you knew what really happened when I got to Atlanta and why it's taken me 2 years to update this story. I'll also explain why it ends here and now.
If we were sitting together right now, maybe on a balcony with the city glowing behind us, a glass of wine in my hand and too many thoughts in my head, I'd lean in and whisper this next part. Quietly, slowly and like a secret I've never told anyone properly....

Billy left Homeroom to head to the gym, worried about what was going to happen, assuming the coach was calling the boys down to the office because of what happened yesterday. It only took him a couple of minutes to get to the gym through the locker room. When he arrived, he could see that the office door was open, and the coach was sitting at his desk. Coach smiled at him and held his hand out indicating he wanted him to sit at the same bitch he sat on the day before when he sucked the coach's dick. Just a ...

This is another cheating (bottom) boyfriend story. For starters, all my stories going forward all will have some heteronormative dynamic with my tops being more traditionally masculine than the bottoms. Don't read if you don't like it or find it offensive.
The story will not go straight to fucking. There will be a buildup to that moment. It will be separated into two parts; with both parts having at least some sexy parts....

Another story from Jake. Bender and breaker of straight boys as a hobby. He leaves them happy, wanting more, and examining their sexuality. Dominance, curiosity and big dick is usually enough to break them in and in the end they become a slave to cock. They're free to stop at any time but something inside changes and forever makes them a slut. Not a skill I can put on linkedin but it doesn't matter. Prime tail > social media....

I can't thank Literotica enough for giving me the opportunity to share what I love to do. I'm a horndog like the next man, and may not be the best writer, but I always aim to entertain. Some of my stories might be far-fetched, and some of them are based off real experiences: just not mine, per se. Blame my mind fed to my shell by divine right, and a nine inch cock attached to a huge pair of black balls that can't seem to stop refilling. You could attest this to Ray, a sweet, older white bear man from Burban...

All characters are over eighteen years of age. Please enjoy and feel free to offer your comments and suggestions for future stories.
I blame my older brothers. It's their fault, I swear it is.
All three of my older brothers, each of us born a year apart, had knocked up their prom dates and missed out on college to get a job and raise kids....

Pretty As a Painting
Part 6 of Only In Dreams
Curled against Greg after his massage, Alex eventually allowed himself to relax. And then smile up at Greg with gratitude.
"Hmm," Greg murmured. "I could eat. You?"
Alex nodded.
They made breakfast together. True to his word, Greg didn't let Alex cook, even though the menu consisted of a simple plate of eggs and toast. Alex, however was allowed to make the drinks - tea for himself, and a "dark as night, Dear" cup of coffee for Greg. They talked co...

This story was originally written for the Literotica Nude Day Story Contest 2025. If you are moved to do so, please vote and comment. Thank you.
My thanks to TheRedLantern for her continual writing support. My thanks also to Zeronix for his encouragement and feedback. If anything feels off it's probably because I didn't use all of their suggestions....

Debbie, Cas and I were invited to a party at Jim's place. Debbie is my legal wife and Cas is our unofficial wife. Debbie and Cas are both bi-sexual as am I. Debbie is 26 years old, is Five feet six inches tall 140lbs, with Blond hair and blue eyes. She has c-cup breasts, and has blonde hair around her pussy. Cas is 25 years old, she is five foot seven and 135lbs. She has brown hair and eyes. She also has c-cup breasts, but they are on the bigger side of that size. She has dark hair around her pussy. Current...

The new guy, Abe, spun a kitchen table chair around backwards and landed on the wicker seat like thunder. He rested one beefy arm across the chair back, and with the other reached across the table to snag a biscuit directly from the serving dish. He ate half in one bite, gulped down the remainder in a second and slapped the chair back. "DAMN that's good!"...

2025
I'm a 22-year-old male and I've had many beautiful girlfriends. Girls have always thought of me as cute and nice. I stand 5'5" with a slender build and a firm butt. After my last girlfriend broke up with me suddenly, I begged her to tell me why a few weeks later. She wouldn't say at first, then she told me she prefers guys with bigger cocks. I sadly thanked her for her honesty and hung up. Then things began to make a lot of sense, and I realized most girls broke up with me shortly after we had sex....

⚠️ Author's Note:
It's been nearly seven years since Goa.
They thought they'd moved on.
But a wedding in the hills, a room with two beds, and one thin sheet of silence between them?
Note 1: This story is connected to and a sequel to my previous series Goa Nights and One Last Sleepover. While those stories provide deeper context, this series stands on its own and can be read independently....

The Doctor Will Take You Now
Summary:
Jim, a shy and curious 21-year-old college student, visits a new clinic after struggling with a strange, aching pressure he doesn't understand. What begins as a routine exam spirals into something far more intimate--and far more revealing. Under the experienced hands and quiet authority of Dr. Angelo, Jim's first prostate exam awakens hidden desires and blurs the line between clinical and carnal. Bent over the exam table, vulnerable and exposed, Jim discovers sens...