gay male stories and histories

FOURTEEN YEARS AGO
"Sorry, Miss Lancaster?"
Suzie Parker, employed as a teacher for the lively bunch of seventh graders at Harmony Primary School, looked up from where she was busy packing up her stuff after a long day's slavery in front of the whiteboard, in which she just hoped to God that these thirteen years old had taken ANYTHING in of what she had tried her best to teach them....

As a teenager, most evenings I would catch the bus from the village where I lived to the nearby town to have some beers with friends and hopefully hook up with one of the horny girls who would be on vacation there.
The only problem was that the last bus left way too early about 9:00pm but being young meant a walk of nearly 5 miles was the price I happily paid for my evening of fun....

Keep Him Company was a story concept that a reader requested. After I read their message, I knew I had to write this story! It's super cute and low stakes. It's a bit of a slow burn with a good amount of character development. I hope you enjoy it!
All characters involved in sexual situations are over 18 years old....

The suspense was absolutely killing me.
I had been talking on and off with James for a couple weeks. I had tried a number of times to find someone off of dating apps to meet up with, but everyone seemed either a troll, weird, or just not for me.
We hadn't exchanged nudes at all, which I kind of liked the suspense of, but normal pictures and I liked what I saw, we had a lot of similarities physically and shared a tonne of similar interests....

Justin is offered a temporary consultant mission to help a large marketing firm lower its environmental impact. It is meant to be a couple of months (bullshit) job and he has no expectation over it... Until Joshua, a former college classmate, suggests he moves into his suburban house for the time of the mission....

Thursday morning. Oscar woke and stretched. His eyes blinked open, taking in a clear blue summer sky. He knew it'd be another hot one in Sydney today, and without bothering to check the weather forecast, he confidently predicted yet another storm in the afternoon. He looked across at the cute boy sleeping on the other side of his hotel bed. As quietly as possible, he extricated himself from the covers. He wanted to get a few laps in at the pool without disturbing the furniture....

The Human Bearer
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Xana was long gone, yet he still lay on the floor, unmoving. The strangest thing, love, Riordan thought, as the sensations of intense pleasure felt at the hands of his former master faded, only to be replaced by the usual hurt, now familiar to him. No wonder these aliens found it such a difficult idea to grasp. He couldn't understand it, either....

Night Time Fun in Public
I wrote this in the same world as my other stories, a world where no one needs to worry about diseases and infections, where conception is of no concern and the need for enemas and preparation doesn't exist. Hope you enjoy it.
"Oh for fuck's sake not now. Not fucking now!" were the last words I said before thick black smoke started pouring from under the bonnet of my shitbox of a car. "Last time I'll buy a second hand french piece of shit."...

If you are just joining the story, I want to alert you that the time frame of this series is 1972.
As we approached my dormitory both Mr. Ashton and I could see that the storm had taken a bit of a toll on parts of the campus. Two of the traffic lights were completely out as we got closer to the main campus and the area around my dorm building was totally without power. Some students, bundled in hats, gloves and winter coats made their way down the winding sidewalks obviously searching for buildings that ...

When I was 25 and about to get married, I asked my buddy Jay to be my best man. We'd been close for years, and there was no one else I trusted more. That meant he was in charge of planning my bachelor party.
I told him I didn't want any strippers or over-the-top shenanigans--just a bunch of friends, some music, and a mountain of booze. At the time, Jay was still living with his parents, and since they spent most weekends "up at the trailer," we had the whole place to ourselves. Perfect setup....

*This is a fantasy; obviously, everything done IRL must be agreed to by people capable of consenting.*
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I am laying comfortably in my bed as I begin to drift off for the night, just on the border between waking and sleep, when a large hand suddenly clamps down over my mouth. My eyes flash open, wide and terrified, and I struggle, trying to squirm sideways, pure reaction with no idea what is happening. Before I can get anywhere, a strong arm scoops under me and flips me o...

*Everyone in this story is over 18.*
Part One
An hour later, I found myself pacing my apartment more anxious than I think I had ever been. I couldn't bear to respond to Avery as I was leaving the locker room, so I ran back to Tucker and halfheartedly finished my workout. My mind raced the whole time. After we were done, Tucker and I hit the showers and I eyed him in much the same way I had eyed Avery, but found that it didn't affect me at all. Tucker was certainly not unattractive with his blonde hair...

I'd ordered Brock to rub tanning oil on my back, and the next thing I knew, I was naked on a towel in my bedroom, covered in oil. Most of it dripping between my cheeks.
Such was summer I guess.
He rubbed forcefully but gently over my hole. However he touched me was exactly what I wanted, needed....

Bear went back down on Kelly's cock. They'd both cum a lot that afternoon and while Kelly was hard in Bear's mouth, he placed a hand on Bear's shoulder. Bear looked up, cock still in his mouth.
"Let's take a break from that and talk about meeting the others."
Bear closed his lips around Kelly's shaft, trimmed pubic hair tickling his upper lip and then slowly drew his mouth up along Kelly's hard shaft, pausing at the head to run his tongue around the crown before letting it pop out of his mouth....

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In my high school there was a strictly enforced caste system, or there was when I was there, in 1980. I never thought that made my high school unique, among schools or civilizations. But I was mindful of it.
Unlike the other parents who had country club memberships and careers, mine had chores to do and mere jobs. Someone has to repair the cars and work in the grocery stores, right?...

TITLE: Zack & his Ex's Dad - VERSION ONE
PLOT: A young man runs into the father of a former girlfriend on the street.
This story has been split into two versions. The opening and starting first half are the same - the second half of the story is what changes in the dynamic of the couple involved. I hope you enjoy!...

*Elliott*
It was hilarious seeing Spencer so overwhelmingly uncomfortable and trying so fucking hard to hide it. I think he scowled after every bite. He didn't care for the place--big surprise--but this? This was exactly where I needed to be tonight. And the fact that he was here with me?
That made me happy. Genuinely happy....

Billy didn't know how much time passed before he realized what had just happened. It had to be ten minutes or so as his knees were getting tired and sore. He stood and went to the mirror over the sink to see what state he was in. His face was covered in a mixture of cum and piss with thick globs in his hair and neck. Not entirely sure what was motivating him, he started collecting it with his fingers and licking them clean. The flavor of Joey's cum once again filled his pallet, triggering him to moan to him...

Mark Shuntice was a dad. Not a particularly proud dad, but a dad nonetheless. He was also a brother. He hated being a brother, specifically he hated being Dominic's brother. Dominic was a strange man, different from Mark in every way. Mark never swore, and always dressed modest; Dominic had a sailors mouth and didn't own shoes. Mark still remembers the sight of his brother's bare feet propped up on his desk in psych 101, back when they attended the worst college in the state together, Moody Tunwik's Art and...

The weather might have made my mood foul, or it could be that I had been waiting for over an hour for someone who had no thought for anyone but himself. Right now I don't care much about him, either. Maybe I'm grumpy because it took longer than usual to lose my tails.
I raise a cigarette to my lips, my first all day. I know I shouldn't, not before meeting, but I feel like telling the whole world to fuck off. I snap open my lighter and raise it to the tip, only to have the cigarette flicked from my lips....

I encourage you to read previous parts to understand characters and context
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I awoke Saturday morning with a feeling of apprehension. I was becoming comfortable, and accepting that I am a bisexual cock sucker and was looking forward to sucking Don's beautiful cock again, but knew he was planning on fucking my virgin ass. I had mixed emotions. I was curious to experience it, but feared I would love it, and that would definitely define me as gay, at least it would in my mind. But wha...

Feedback encouraged in the comments.
Please be ruthless if you notice a fucked up comma, or italics. : D
Also I am unsure if people prefer smaller individual parts like this or or me to upload a couple chapters together at a time in one bundle.
Trigger/Content Warning:
This story contains themes of religious guilt, emotional repression, family trauma, and queer yearning. It's a slow-burn gay romance with a dumbass himbo and a beautiful femboy. It also explores the internal struggle of growing de...

My straight roommate brad asked me to tongue his hole, and I went for it... no hesitation. After deepthroating Brad like a pro, Cody slides down between his legs and starts licking, slow and wet, getting Brad moaning right away. With the camera rolling, Cody spits, swirls, and tongue-fucks Brad's hole like he's done it a hundred times. Brad keeps filming, stroking his cock, and finally admits that he can't cum without something in his ass. Cody just grins. Guess he knows what's coming next....

Thank you to Oldbroad76 for proofreading.
"I have a present for you." Arabella said.
I was between her legs, and my face was soaked from having just made her cum. I looked up to see her smiling down at me wickedly.
"For me?" I asked.
Arabella got up, closed her undressed legs, and walked to her wardrobe. When she turned around, there was a red box in her hands, which she handed to me....

Part VII - The Pace of Pleasure
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Between Cory and Evan on the bed, Juniper felt himself harden further as that distinctive rush of sensation slid up his cock, his pelvis, and low belly mercilessly, demanding action. Juniper took a shaky breath as Evan began pulling Juniper's boxer briefs down and shifted his knees in an effort to be helpful. Beneath him, Cory hummed, likely enjoying the sound of the clothing sliding down skin, his ears more attentive on account of the blindfold. Cor...

My wife's bull is also my daughter's live-in boyfriend. But Lisa, my 19 year old daughter, doesn't know this. Sheila, Roger and I keep this a secret from her.
For Lisa ignorance truly is bliss. My daughter goes off to Glasgow University every term time, which makes it easy for Roger to make good use of my wife / her mother. But even during Uni holidays Roger royally rogers Sheila when Lisa is away at the city reference library....

We got a custom request from a fan named George; he wanted a classic jock-tutor roleplay, complete with a full script where dumb Brad flunks his test and takes it out on his strict little tutor. But when the cameras started rolling, I decided to flip the script. Because if Brad was gonna play the dumb jock, then I was gonna make him earn that passing grade by fucking some knowledge into him....

CHAPTER 6
After the wild threesome with Dan, my hookups with Mark were really different. The intensity level went up and I was more dominant with him, now that I knew I could be. And Mark seemed to enjoy being fucked even more, if that was possible.
Now my being more in control and pounding him harder seemed to make him that much happier, after he had admitted he liked me dominating him. Sometimes I manhandled him a little, and a couple of times, after fucking him hard, I gave him a facial. I love doi...

I have peroneal tendonitis, a painful inflammation of the peroneal tendon that runs outside my left leg.
I do a decent job of keeping it under control, but occasionally suffer flareups, best treated by a massage. This condition has caused me to try most of the massage places in my area, as when I need care, an appointment for the next week won't work....

We went skateboarding at the park one evening to record each other doing tricks and finished by eating the sandwiches we had made for a late dinner.
"What should we do now?" I asked as I licked the mayo from my fingers.
Brock grabbed my hand and finished cleaning off my fingers in a very suggestive way. "We could go to your place."...