gay male stories and histories

Note from the author: This is story 7 in the series. You would benefit from reading the series in order, but its possible to enjoy this as a stand alone too.
Feedback would be appreciated, so that I can improve my stories.
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Chip:... and you can plainly see it's not pass interference.
Rick: That's right. Looking at it in slow motion, you see the receiver hold his hands up waiting for the ball. The safety comes in from the side and sticks his arm in between the receiver's hands to knock it away. The safety never even mak...

Here is the final chapter of the Full Moon on Friday story series. I'll level with you, it takes a weird turn at the end. As always, thank you so much for reading my work! Similarly to previous chapters, this is a gay romantic drama with mentions of supernatural elements but no actual werewolves. Ev...

The sun rose over the beautiful empty green fields of northern England on what would seem like a normal day to most. There was dew on the grass and birds singing in the trees, creating a heavenly chorus. This was the scene at Dowdales Hall, a Victorian era building that had stood in this remote area...

Diary of a bottom -- Kiptoo

The second the water hit my face, I exhaled like I had just crossed some kind of finish line. The heat soaked into my skin, rolling down over my forehead, cheeks, and jaw, and I just stood there, letting it happen. Letting it strip away the heaviness in my limbs, the kno...

As a young man in my twenties, I lived in a flat off the Finchley Road in North London. While I was tempted to call it Hampstead adjacent, it was actually Golders Green. I usually got my hair cut at one of the smart barbers in central London like Trumper's but occasionally I couldn't make it into ce...

My heart pounded in my ears as I sat nervously in the workshop room. Around a dozen men sat around me, perched awkwardly on plastic chairs, waiting for the tutor to start. The soft throb of music pounded through the walls from the gym, and the accompanying clanking of weights and pounding of feet ga...

The first stop of my book tour was the Miami Book Fair. It was a giant affair that attracted dozens of authors and audiences in the hundreds. I did a solo reading event, then appeared on a panel along side Dennis Lehane and George Pelecanos, two giants of the genre. I felt like an interloper, but th...

ASH'S POV
As the meeting adjourned and Liam dismissed us, I stayed behind to speak with Victor.
I could feel my heart hammering against my ribs as I stared at him. God he was so handsome, just looking at him made it hard to think. And, being alone with him now, all I wanted to do was curl up in his ...

Special thanks to FGS for his ideas and comments.
There is no sexual involvement of an under 18 person.
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I was raised by religious, conservative parents in one of the small villages in Tennessee. I was their only child, and they instilled in me their traditional puritan values. I was expected t...

Part 3: He Said Please. Then Took Me in His Mouth
I stared down at him.
Wes sat on the edge of the bed, legs spread, towel barely clinging to his hips. His eyes dragged up my body like he wasn't sure if I was about to slap him or climb into his lap.
His fingers grazed my thigh -- featherlight. Testi...

CHAPTER 3: A TASTE OF WHAT'S TO COME
I was still tired from the marathon of sex I ended up having with Ryan last night. The last thing I wanted to do was wake up early in the morning. So, when Ryan tried to wake me up for a day in the mountains, it was a hard pass. I probably would have slept my lif...

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...

Chapter 8 -- Inferno
Note: Contains strong language. In real life, please show respect and practise safe and consensual sex.
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After the impromptu dom/sub session, things were slightly awkward between Dan and Isaac. They made chit-chat and hung out the odd time, but there was an air of tension i...

My fourth-floor condo overlooks a fifteen-acre park in South Tulsa. It's a lovely wooded sanctuary with a creek running through it and several grassy lawns dotted by picnic areas and playground equipment. Jogging paths and trails crisscross the park, making even the forested corners accessible to th...

Magic Dick 2 My perspective
When I got home later I rewound what had happened with my best friend, how he claimed he had a magic dick that if anyone saw it hard it would control their actions until he came. Not believing him I ended up falling for the temptation and when he got an erection (which I ...

(This is one in a series of works of fiction and involves male-to-male sex, humiliation, and perversions, so don't read if this is not for you)
Magnus is a large muscular handsome black policeman. He has a deep wonderful voice and a dazzling smile and a commanding presence. Nowadays I address him as...

This spring day was the first day of my real life. I woke up, showered, rode the "L" to the Shangri-La and had my first real life sexual experience. I'd had orgasm after orgasm with the last one on my knees between the massive legs of a man whose name I did not know. When he was finished fucking my ...

At age 25 hiking has become my favorite form of exercise. The fresh air, the hot sun, the peaceful surroundings and scenery are a far cry from the skyscrapers, asphalt lots, traffic and crowds of pedestrians in the city. The stationery bikes, elliptical and chlorinated pool at the gym had become a t...

I neglected to put headings in the previous chapters, so in case the timeline is unclear: part 1 takes place in September, part 2 in November, and part 3 in March. Also, thank you for the comments on the previous parts; each one helps to refine the later installments of this nonsense. --A. S.

July
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Part 2 : He Opened the Door In Just a Towel
The click of the hotel door was louder than I expected.
Sharp. Final. Like the sound sealed something in.
Or trapped me.
I stood there in the entryway.
Not saying a word.
Wes didn't either.
He just watched me. Towel still around his neck. Water still cling...

The Author Is the Story... Again
Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Also, if you don't enjoy a story featuring humiliation and domination, this one might not be for you.
It's been a year since that weekend that almost changed my life. Four cute college guys, who were self-described superfans ...

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Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging...

I awoke with a start. It was dark and the time on the small illuminated bedside clock said ten past three.
For a moment, I forgot where I was and even what I had done. Then it all came rushing back, me sucking and fucking Rob.
I turned to my side to find Rob wasn't there. Was he so sick of me alread...

If you've read my previous stories then you will know about my fetish for underwear.
I love seeing and playing with other guys in briefs, jockstraps, etc. My favorite are classic white cotton briefs. I also love women in sexy lingerie, garterbelts and stockings and other silky, lacy things. "Granny ...

I am a college student, 21 years old 6ft 170lbs with a nice thin 6 inch cock. I have a slim build but have stronger legs and a very nice round ass. Erotic sex wrestling is something I've fantasized about for years now. I had previously had one erotic sex wrestling match 2 years ago with a man in his...

As they pulled up to the apartment complex, Lance put out his cigarette and adjusted his bulge in the passenger seat. He was gonna let his boyfriend watch him with another guy for the first time tonight. His boyfriend had always said "with a cock and mouth like that, how could I not share it," Lance...

The hum of the dishwasher filled the otherwise silent kitchen, a low, mechanical purr that underscored Cody's irritation. He stood by the counter, folding a T-shirt that didn't belong to him. The cotton was warm, fresh from the dryer, and smelled faintly of Mark's cologne--too citrusy, too smug. Cod...

Good day everyone, new commission, this time a sequel to the 'What goes around' series. Hope you enjoy and again, thanks to the requester for letting me post it.
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It's been three months since Jason and S...

Part 1: "He Was My Bully. Now I'm At His Hotel Door"
I should've skipped the reunion.
Would've been easier.
Would've saved me the headache, the old wounds, the ugly memories that kept crawling back whenever I thought about him.
Wes Carter.
My college bully.
He didn't just tease me like it was some h...