gay male stories and histories

Magic Dick
My best friend and I were sitting around one afternoon and talk turned to our sexual exploits. I have always been fascinated by the fact that he seems to always get a girl to sleep with him while my success rate is way below his. He's not ugly or unattractive in any way but his success rate is way above his appearance....

I just completed a 28-day work shift and now had a couple of weeks off. I was just hanging out on my front porch watching the neighbors doing their yard work. I had someone take care of mine since I wasn't home very often. I had noticed the house across the street had been sold while I was working and wondered who bought it. I hoped they would be some chill people....

Eli floated somewhere between exhaustion and bliss, tucked against Marcus's broad chest on the bed.
His body was a mess--sore, sticky, still trembling from what they'd done to him.
Three older men had turned a simple shared hostel room into a filthy playground where they had stretched and filled him until he was wrecked in ways he hadn't even dared to fantasize about....

It felt weird driving without any pants on. I was doing the speed limit as it would be hard to explain why two guys were naked from the waist down and going fishing. I looked over at Bruce, his cock flaccid between his legs but still wet at the tip. I licked my lips thinking how it would be nice to have it in my mouth again. Bruce looked at me and reached for my cock....

So I have been crossdressing in private for years and I have just now been able to admit to myself that I want to be feminine, I want to be a woman, and I now really want to be with a man. I have been playing with a few toys in my bum and it feels wonderful.
With new fashion styles and more unisex offerings, I've been wearing some less than masculine clothes to work and I do think some people notice. I just want to go full on fem someday and I wish I had the guts to do it....

I'd just started at the sports shop, my first job since getting back from a year of travelling. It wasn't one of those chain stores on the high street; this place had character, tucked away off a quieter street. Geoff, the owner, was chilled, older. He'd been a professional footballer back in the day and let us wear whatever team shirt we wanted, giving us a huge discount on kit. It felt more like a clubhouse than a shop....

Trenches.
That's where he spent his days, nights, and every moment of his life for the past six months. When their army had pushed into the fortifications, they had hoped to capture the heights quickly, as they had done at Champagne, and force the French to commit their reserves to retaking the position. Instead, what was meant as a quick offensive bogged down into the longest, filthiest battle of the war so far....

****The following story is fiction and the characters are all over the age of 18*****
Brief Encounters Anthology
Chapter 16
Taming the Beast
In life, there are many antithesis--rival factions, oppositions, such as Democrats and Republicans, Cats and Dogs, The LA Lakers and the Boston Celtics, and the classic, Nerds and Bullies---always at each other's throats. However, with the bully, they are the dominant side, oppressing the weaker, more fragile, side. But very rarely do the tides turn. Rarely...

"Just let him take you while your car's in the shop."
I can barely hear her over the rush of water coming out of the showerhead. "Shouldn't you be going with me?"
"You're the one with free time during the day," Chrisette says dismissively. "Just look at the main ranch house, and then it's only, like, one minute east to see that barn that the owners said we could rent for half."...

Part VI - The Slow, Sensuous Slide
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As Juniper sought pleasure, he couldn't help but loop the facts of the situation through his mind on a delicious repeat. Cory is blindfolded, his wrists tied to the bed. His ex, Evan, is on our bed with us, and all of us are down to underwear. I'm biting Cory's ex, my fingers rubbing between and around both their lengths. Cory is blindfolded, his wrists tied to the bed. His ex......

"Hey, I got two large, a "Cheese Pleaser" with black olive, pepper and tomato, and a "Big Meaty." Of course, that was a must for the occasion.
Adam came to the door, opening his wallet, "I got it, it's my turn to pay." He was wearing a white speedo and showing a hint of a semi, but the speedo was the dress code for Swim Meat Night....

I am a walking cliché - a bi-married man in a sexless marriage. Unlike many married bi men, I am not in the closet. While the topic rarely comes up in my everyday life nowadays, I was upfront with my wife about being bi-curious before we married. Her acceptance and support were part of what attracted me to her in those early days....

You Peed on my Foot, Man!

To my utter amazement, he had just peed on my foot. I halted my peeing and looked at my right boot, dripping with urine, incredulous to see what had happened. I looked up and saw it was Barry, our handsome graphic artist at the urinal next to me. He was taller than me, and I'm over 6 feet tall....

Chapter 7 -- Testing the Waters
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Dan and Isaac were lounging on the couch watching a random series about serial killers on the TV. The Sunday afternoon sun gently shone through the windows. It was a mild autumn day. The earthy scent of coffee billowed around the room from their coffee cups on the table....

Eli had finally made it to the hostel as he pushed open the heavy door to Room 6B with his duffel bag swinging awkwardly against his hip. The air inside was thick with the scent of saltwater, clean laundry, and something muskier, older. He stopped short just inside the threshold, blinking.
Three men looked up at him from various spots around the room....

It was just a few weeks after my 35th birthday when I experienced two life changing events. First, my wife and I hit the lottery, winning enough for an after-tax lump sum payment of over 6 million dollars. The second came shortly after we cashed the lottery check. Jenny, my wife of 10 years, told me she wanted a divorce. She didn't love me romantically any more, and our new financial freedom gave her the opportunity to leave. So, we went our separate ways, me staying in the house and she leaving to travel t...

Author's Note: Hi again! I know my usual line is "every story is stand alone, blah blah blah," but this really, really isn't. There's too much world building to repeat it all and still be interesting. Go read Blind Faith first <3
Sorry I've been gone. I'm queer and not cis in the US south. It's hard to write right now. This probably needs a part two, but there's a whole story arch in this part. You won't be left on a cliffhanger....

Wednesday came quickly on what would be my first shift at the Paradise Hotel.
I had been blackmailed into providing sexual services to the Motel manager and his guests. My instructions were to show up at 7 pm, be super clean and have a butt plug in my ass. Dave reserved the right to use me as he pleased and I was warned that insubordination would not be tolerated....

Too much stress can only be relieved by sex
Rong Pei couldn't help but make up his mind to walk in as he passed the store for the third time, which didn't look at all conspicuous.
He still had a piece of paper in his pocket, an invitation slip that he had picked up while wandering the streets one depressing afternoon. He wasn't one for picking things up either, it was just that the naked man printed on it caught his eye, making him stop in his tracks in a god-awful way and reach out his hand to pick u...

I came back home to Houston for one thing, and it had nothing to do with dick.
"Terrance! You better not miss church," my granny yelled. "You partied all night and shook that thang in front of them girls, but you gon' clap and shake it for the lord this morning."
Jeanie Battle at 67 years old had the loudest mouth in the south when it came to praise and worship. I was asleep, and in my old bedroom upstairs with the door closed when I heard the shrillness of her voice....

Disclaimer: There is drug use and nonconsensual elements to this story. All characters are 18 years of age or older.
Introduction: I haven't written a second chapter to one of my stories before. It can feel repetitive to revisit a storyline, but based on your comments and suggestions, I started to wonder what might follow Eric's wild bondage weekend. Suddenly, it felt like there were new, horny possibilities to explore -- so another chapter was born. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you as always for your favo...

3rd Chapter in Series: The Journey of A Submissive Bottom
Chapter 1:
Nick is home alone and bored so he decides to go to the gym instead of jerking off. He does a work out as the gym is closing, noticing only the night manager is there as the other gym goers have left.
The night manager, Vince waited until Nick went alone to the locker room and made him an offer. He could stay in the locker room till he has him front desk employee leave and Vince can fuck his plump ass, or he could leave and never ...

Gabby's Bar was pretty noisy, yet after we got our pints, Caleb leaned over the table so that he could whisper, as if he feared someone might overhear. One of his black curls slipped over his left eye, and his cheeks flushed a gorgeous blush.
"You're making me gay. I can't come over to your place anymore."...

What is said in lust rarely survives the light of day.
Although Darius and I had agreed on going exclusive, it was impossible as long as him and Hanna worked and lived together. The idea seemed beautiful at the time, however, we would have to remain secretive for the foreseeable future. Of course, this did not stop us having some naughty fun, and when it was more daring, it felt so much more exciting....

This is the fourth chapter of my series, Summer Rental. You should read the first 3 chapters before this one. Your comments are always welcome.
Josh's POV:
Derek and I fell into a nice routine. We each had our own lives and lived them during the day. I would work at the diner most days or hang out with a few friends who were also staying in town for the summer. He would tend to his various properties around town. I also helped with the yard work at our apartment and with the other properties, as my wo...

⚠️ Author's Note:
They cross the line, fully.
Samay rides. Shubham ruins. And neither of them can pretend anymore.
This is not just about release. It's about who they're becoming.
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That night, the silence between them was thick with what hadn't been said....

It had been a nearly two weeks since we met at his office.   The thoughts of that rendezvous still swirling in my head, and so many questions unanswered.   Did I really enjoy being used, being violated by that thick cock, did I enjoy feeling his cum fill my stomach, did i do a good job, is he going to want to see me again? I spent those 14 days staring at my phone, checking for messages and almost praying that he would call me. I felt like I had been  waiting for what felt like ages, debating if I should ca...

The first time I saw him I wasn't particularly interested, although I liked his eyes, deep brown and intelligent. A few curls of red hair escaped the sideways baseball cap, and his freckles were adorable. It was the first time meeting my neighbors since I moved into my house in this quiet suburb. They were loading up the minivan to take their son to his second year of college. He stood awkwardly between his parents as they introduced themselves, adjusting that baseball cap while we chatted. Behind them, the...

Everyone is 18.
**Chapter 1: Moving In** 
I clocked his big dick the day he moved in. I was a horny teen that was turned on by a slight breeze and Brock was an athletic hunk two years my senior. His wavy, light brown hair covered his ears, and it was messy that day with some sweat. I was helpless to avoid staring when he sauntered past my room in his sweatpants carrying a big box in his muscular arms.   ...

I sit back in the barber chair as he slips the cover-up around my chest and buttons it at my neck. I'm overdue for a haircut but life has just been too busy to stop. Until today. I'm heading down to meet friends in the City this weekend and figure I should clean up just in case a little magic strikes when I'm there....