gay male stories and histories

Trigger Warnings: F-slur, bullying, pleasurable sex work, extortionist business practices, and all manor of kinks one might charitably call 'distasteful'. Please be advised.
Document type: Medical log, belonging to Dr. Robertz Riche at Gyrecht Medical Center.
Date: August 24th.
Patient (here referred to as John Doe) reported difficulty urinating. Penis was swollen and painful to the touch. Heartbeat was elevated as was body temperature. Mr. Doe reported a rash appearing on his underarms and between...

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....

Disclaimer: There are drug use and nonconsensual elements to this story. Of course, it is never okay in real life to give someone drugs or have sex with them without their consent. All characters are 18 years of age or older.
Still jet-lagged from my flight, I knew I should have been thinking about bed, but instead, I decided to go out for a beer. I'm a professional horse jockey with a reputation for working with difficult horses and helping them win races. I've always said that my job was part horse joc...

This story is a myth-inspired, literary erotica drawing from Homeric tradition. It contains themes of consensual BDSM, ritual degradation, emotional domination, and power exchange between male characters. All scenes are grounded in mutual desire and mythic intensity.
"Now all the other gods and warriors on the plain lay sleeping, wrapped in shadow and silence,...

It was about 3 in the afternoon when I heard my phone ping. I picked it up and saw I had a message. When I opened it all it said was "Tonight". I knew what it meant.
As soon as I got home from work I began the ritual. A strong enema, shave and shower. Grab a couple shots of courage before it was time. With 15 minutes to go I made sure the door was unlocked, I was naked, blindfolded and face down on the bed....

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Disclaimer: This is a fictional story, none of the character details are real. Each character is over 18 yrs of age and are engaging consensually.
Mike has moved across town into a more rural setting. This requires him to cover more distance via e-bike to meet his tops. It is once again summertime in Mike's neck of the woods. The warm temperatures are driving Mike's libido to unusual heights....

After Joey and Kevin left the gym, Coach sat back at his desk while Billy collected himself, making an effort to clean up and be presentable for class.
"Now, Billy," the coach said. "I know you have gym class next period. I'll send for your bag and books from your English class while you wash up in the shower. I know today was a lot for you, and I'm sure your mind is racing about some of the changes you are feeling, so I don't want you to feel rushed or upset. I don't have anyone coming in right now, so ...

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Please be ruthless if you notice a fucked up comma, or italics. : D
This part is a double because I didn't feel like publishing two separate things. See if you guys like it better as a double chapter instead of a single.
Getting close to the end here. Ch 10 should be the last one....

I met this woman on a senior dating website and she seemed perfect. First mistake, nobody's perfect, especially me. I'm a S. O. B.
Anyway we got along pretty good for five years or so. When we started she was still sexual and her grandson was fourteen. In those five she dried up and sex became non-existent, and her grandson became of age....

As a visitor from conservative India which has only one shady ass Gay bathhouse (which is also shut now btw), I was quite surprised to see that New York, while without Gay bathhouses of top quality, have some seriously amazing Gay sex parties.
I entered the complex at around 3pm -- walked in, took off my clothes and hung them in the shower rack. Around 3/30. The place was full of naked men, all of them with hung cocks hovering about in the darkness. Some were seated. Some were on a sling. I was in Disney...

I showed up to SkyGym on Monday. I'd been on the compound for a week, in addition to PReP and DoxyPEP medication so that contact with any fluids would be safe for me as well as the patient. I've been instructed to call them patients, though I suspect to me they'll be more like "dudes who are sitting on me."...

PROLOGUE
The Venable Home was established in 1942 at the outset of US involvement in World War II, to accommodate unplanned pregnancies of young women--not ladies, obviously--who gave into base desires as their beaus or even handsome strangers went off to war. Whereas common wayward girls might be sent to an asylum for gestation, girls of families of means whose values had temporarily lapsed were afforded more exclusive destinations suited to their station in life. At the Venable Home up to five girls at...

Savannah Affair Part 06
Bo and Joshua Return to Howellwood
This story is fiction--as any student of the history of the Civil War will attest. I strongly suggest that you read the first chapters before this one. This story is all about character--a young man originally very sure of himself, but with confidence shaken by defeat, and an older, less sophisticated Puritan, who is in denial, but has been seduced into the world of man-o- man sex. It has rocked his world. All characters in this story are over...

That night was the loneliest I had spent in my whole life. Soaking and wet, the autumn night chilled me to the bone. I tried to work at my bonds, but the ogre knew his knots, and there was no way to get my hands free. Weak and hungry, pry as I might, I knew I could not get the binding to budge. Tied up, damp, it was impossible to get comfortable there on the wooden floor. On the bed was a ragged blanket. With one foot, I hooked it free, and covered myself as best I could. It was small comfort, but it was al...

This is a continuation of my first gay story but can stand on its own, so I separated the two stories. In a nutshell, I had met guy through work, and we had developed a friendship. My wife had clued in and told me he was gay long before I had any idea. We had started to meet and become friends and had talked and just started to explore sex with me having only just touched his cock once. This story picks up with the first time I got to play all day and experience my first man-2-man sex....

James felt the sweat slowly start to form on his body as he sat in the sauna, his eyes closed. He was at a local spar with is platonic female friend Hailey, both of them needing to relax after some hard weeks at work. They had come on a weekday, and had been enjoying the quietness of the spa, using all the facilities....

Premature Help Ch. 04
"I am so dumb, dude." Daniel said. "I have spent so much time asking you to help me with getting jerked off as if that would solve all my problems and I never considered what a blow job, let alone, like, sex-sex would be like for me with my problem."
"Well, we made good progress with the jerking off, there is no reason to assume you can't also build up other areas as well. Maybe it would be best if you like dated a girl regularly, like a steady girlfriend and told her about this ...

Last week my work schedule gifted me a 3 hour break in the middle of the day. I zoomed over to the health club for a nice workout, knowing well the place would be empty. My peaceful yet productive workout earned my traditional ending with a steam.
The steam room at the health club is spa quality, though typically packs it in during busy hours, which makes it less relaxing....

In Hindsight Pt.1
By Seki
"Sshhh, be quiet. You wouldn't want your neighbours hearing you now, do you?" he growled into my ear, his pelvis slamming into my ass so hard I had to hold on to the long chair under me just to steady myself. He was fucking me so deep I instinctively leaned forward to bite the towel I knew rested in front of me, desperate to muffle the screams ripping through my throat. I felt his hand on the back of my head, gripping my hair tight, pushing me further....

cw: this story involves a family member witnessing the events
Danny had a special power. He could stimulate any man's prostate with only a thought in his mind. He didn't have to touch them, he just had to concentrate and make it happen.
Our story begins innocently enough. 18 year old Danny, a high school senior, was waiting for his friend Willy after school. Danny was a relatively good-looking guy. He had an athletic build, messy dark hair, hazel eyes, and olive skin. Today he wore black shorts and a ...

My First Time--Part 2

At the end of the workday, I found myself struggling to go home. I remained conflicted by what transpired with Jerry and the night partying at the gay club in general. I had behaved differently from any other time in my life and Jerry and I spent the night together, had sex and showered, and had sex again in the morning. I surprised myself but strangely I was not upset by what happened; what has been troubling me was that I was unsure what to expect going forward. Scenarios floa...

Alex has a nipple fetish, I swear. He's lying on top of me licking one and gently brushing the other with his fingertips. When he's teased one nipple to a point Alex lifts his head to blow cool air over it. Then he switches. I don't stop him because even though it's kind of strange, it feels really good....

My stables are now packed, five new ladies and one new gentleman. Business is booming. I have no time to ride, which pisses me off. I feel like I'm in management. I hired a guy to help out. He's very different than the last stablehand.
Zeb is a rescue. Age nineteen. QAF. Kicked out. Strong and silent. Might be fragile in other ways. I get the sense he might've been abused. Stays up at the bunkhouse....

I work at a finance firm. When I'm not writing stories or hitting the gym, my brain's buried in numbers. Honestly, those are the three things that make up most of my life right now: gym, writing, and spreadsheets. Yeah, I know. Weird mix. But it is what it is.
Work's been chill lately, though. And some of these guys I work with? Let's just say they're the reason this story exists....

*****The following story is a work of fiction. All characters in the story are 18-years-old or older.*****
Friday
I walked through the front door of the house and the first thing I did was check the mail. As I sifted through it, I called for my son, Hunter. But there was no answer. I sighed and tossed the mail back in the bin....

After Joey and Kevin left the gym, Coach sat back at his desk while Billy collected himself, making an effort to clean up and be presentable for class.
"Now, Billy," the coach said. "I know you have gym class next period. I'll send for your bag and books from your English class while you wash up in the shower. I know today was a lot for you, and I'm sure your mind is racing about some of the changes you are feeling, so I don't want you to feel rushed or upset. I don't have anyone coming in right now, so ...

Helping Out the Boss
I was just back from the convention. Upon my return, I got my clothes in the wash and dry cleaning ready to go. I was piddling around my place, going through the mail and answering emails that I had ignored while gone. I had been at home for a few hours when my boss, Clarence, called me. I answered, and he asked if we could get together for supper, his treat. I agreed, so he said he'd meet me at our usual place....

Getting gangbanged side by side, hand-in-hand with my beautiful Delilah was most definitely one of the the hottest experiences of my life up to that point. But in some deeper way, I think it may have traumatized me because, for the next month or so, I really had a taste for cock and so did my asshole. I didn't just want to play around with guys more often, I actually became lightweight obsessed with pleasing cock and being a bitch. That was the lane I wanted to explore. As such, getting fucked or gangbanged...

Chapter Thirty-One -- My Guardian Angel
His eyelids seemed to have turned into heavy weights and he was incapable of opening his eyes. A constant beep had entered his dreams, and it punctuated the passing of each moment with unnerving precision. Hudson struggled and finally managed to open one of his eyes. As he brought a hand up that was being held back by something long and wiry, he realized that the eye remaining closed was actually bandaged. Funny thing, he didn't recall how that had come to be, alth...

Part of this final chapter was inspired by comments on previous chapters. Thank you!!
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For our next date, we went to a water park! I checked; the water slides didn't have a height maximum.
We finished the day on a double tube in the wave pool. It didn't hold his weight fully, so he just put his arms through it. To balance it, I actually laid fully in the donut hole....