gay male stories and histories

"Hello?" Styk called out in the empty ski resort, "Are you guys open? The door was unlocked so..."
Styk, a styracosaurus (a genus of the family ceratopsidae, similar to a triceratops), had made the poor decision to take the mountain pass on his drive home from an expo about 4 hours away. His hope to shave off a couple hours has turned to despair as the narrow roads were entirely blanketed in powdery snow. It was supposed to be too early in the year for freezing temperatures, but an unexpected cold front ...

Jerry was lonely. This was nothing new, he'd been lonely for a while. Emotionally, romantically, physically... so lonely. He wasn't a weirdo, he had a quiet job and plenty of friends there, he was only about an hour away from his hometown, so plenty of old friends, family. But that's not what he was looking for....

This story is a work of fiction. All characters appearing in it are 18+ of age.
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Days turned into weeks, with no relief from my chastity cage other than supervised cleaning and shaving every Friday evening. Friday was chosen specifically so I would be freshly hairless all over for weekend fun. I was required to shave my entire body other than the area blocked by the cage at least twice a week, so I usually shaved on Friday and Tuesday. My Friday releases were usually 10 minutes or less, until I was shaved, cleaned, and lotioned. Usually Thomas and Matthew came over on Saturday and almos...

When I reached Eric's office, he was already waiting for me in the lobby and quickly ushered me into a meeting room, pushed me down into a chair, and stared at me intensely while he spoke.
"Ok, Chris. If I'm going to help you, I need you to be completely honest with me," Eric began. "You say the fine is the first on your record. Are your sure that this is true?"...

⚠️ Author's Note:
The punishment begins.
But the worst blow isn't a hand.
It's the reveal.
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Ishaan drifted in a haze of half-sleep and soreness, face turned toward the dim window. His head pulsed with a faint hangover. Not sharp, but sticky and slow, the ghost of too many whiskies still clinging behind his eyes....

Billy went to bed with his baby blue nightie on the night before and spent the evening reveling in the feeling of silk. He had never slept in something so comfy and feminine, and it excited him as his early wake-up time approached. Billy wanted to be sure to get up before his brother, so he wasn't taken by surprise and woke a little bit earlier than usual. He got up and peeked out of his room to be sure his dad wasn't awake, before slipping over to his brother's room and sneaking in. Jake was still asleep, ...

I didn't think he even knew my name. We went to the same gym: small, 24-hour, no-frills spot tucked behind a strip mall. The kind of place that smells like sweat and pre-workout and plays the same ten rock songs on loop. Ethan? He was the loud guy. The hot one. Always flexing in the mirror, always surrounded by girls, always shirtless by the time he got to his last set. Straight as hell. Walked like he owned the floor....

It was raining on a summer Saturday, the second day of a weather system that was passing through from the west. I was home, bored out of my mind when I took a shower, and got dressed to head over to MJ's, a bar in Norfolk.
"Stranger Danger," yelled Calvin, the bartender, for I hadn't made an appearance in the establishment for a few months....

Joe was woken up in the early morning by thunder and flashes of lightning. It didn't come as a surprise, because yesterday had been incredibly hot and muggy, so it had to break sometime.
That got him thinking about the day he'd spent with Ned yesterday and his hand slipped down to his hard cock, as he remembered getting fucked by his buddy and the feel of his hard veiny rod inside his arse, filling him with hot cum....

Note: I ended Part 5 of What Didn't Happen Today with the statement that in my best fantasy, my friend John would have joined relative stranger Jeff and I in the sexual fun going on in our three-bed sleeping room on the boat we were all taking from Italy to Greece. A reader pointed out that I easily could have added John to the festivities, since it's all what didn't happen. I don't know why I didn't include it. So, here is a continuation of Part 5....

Stef's Story - Part One
Parker passed me in the hallway and said, "You're going to trivia tonight." I knew that that was a command rather than an invitation. Ever since we met during one of the required teacher education classes back in college, I had become accustomed to Parker's no nonsense way of talking to, or more accurately, at people....

With the federal government cutting back on anything not paying for itself, National Parks are extremely short of Rangers and staff. After reaching full social security age and getting Medicare in front of my own insurance, I am fully retired.
My plan will be executed no matter what. I paid cash for a small camper. I hooked it to my small truck for National Parks tour. I knew I wanted to see Bryce Canyon. When I googled things to see between me and there, there were many. I discovered National Parks I'd ...

Things had been a little stressful on the home front. Two kids, an unhappy wife, an endless string of home repairs, and a job that thinks work-life balance was a yoga position. With everything going on, the wife and I had been too stressed or tired almost every night, and we hadn't had sex in nearly a month. Aside from jerking it during my morning shower, I'd gotten no relief and would find myself snapping at people over nothing, my wife most of all....

Sorry everyone that it took me so long to write this. I struggled with this one, but it's finally to a place I feel good about. It's my first attempt at a sequel, so be gentle. I hope you enjoy.
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I finally made it back to my hotel room.
I had escaped from Hunter, barely, by using someone else's towel. Luckily, the maids had been in the room, so it didn't matter that I didn't have a key. I couldn't believe everything that just happened. I had to think. Hunter still had that video of me. No tel...

He's already here. His boots strike the stone floor with a final weight -- no echo, just impact. Each step lands like a stamp of authority, carved into silence.
Nothing about him drifts. Nothing wavers. He's all set, all closed -- not a wrinkle out of place, not a breath wasted. A man sealed. A verdict walking....

Author's note: This is a new story I thought I'd start publish here. It's a special one for me, so I hope that you, readers who are already familiar with my work, as well as new readers, will like it. It's meant to be more than just the usual love story you might have come to expect from me, although there will be plenty of love in it, along with heartache and drama. It contains themes such as bi-awakening, friends to lovers, and second chances....

Harry lay on his back in the center of his king bed, his thick legs splayed apart and his little penis erect. This position, supine, was the only one in which his erection actually extended past his pubic fat roll. Having thrown back the covers in his sleep, he came awake flexing his little hard-on as the cool air could be felt on the skin of his dick, something he rarely ever felt anymore since his shame was usually sunk deep in warm lard. Harry rolled over and his hand snaked back to his massive ass-crack...

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In September 2009, I made a quick beeline to Palm Springs to see Marcus get married. This was a long time coming, as he and I became friends when I lived in Los Angeles ten years prior after a miserable encounter between us. He liked black guys, and I had a thing for older, black men which made us connect, but the sex was horrible, and we learned we were better suited as platonic friends than guys with big dicks who wanted to hookup....

You're sitting at your new desk, busying yourself with paperwork, Your phone buzzes and you answer it. Your new boss's voice comes through, mature, full of confidence:
"Could I see you in my office?" It sounds like you you have a choice, you are sure you don't.
Your heart rate spikes. You expected this, of course--there's always an orientation welcome, a walk-through, or a little speech about culture at every new job....

Saturday afternoon, I'd told my wife I was visiting my cousin across town. It was a safe enough lie. My wife, Ruth, did not like my cousin or his wife. Trailer Park trash she called them. Maybe they were, maybe they weren't. I didn't judge. Whatever they were, they were the perfect alibi.
I had arrived at Master Chas and Allan's condo as instructed at 2pm, undressed, folded my clothes neatly and left them on the small side table. I walked naked down the corridor and paused at the entrance to the open pla...

Story contents:
This episode is focused highly on edging, and teasing.
I awoke to an empty bed, a food-like scent carrying itself all the way from the kitchen to my sleepy nose. I sniffed the air, slowly leaning up in bed and checking the time.
8:03.
In the morning.
My eyes went full moon wide, I threw the covers aside. Well shit, I was two hours late on the second day. Why the hell didn't I set an alarm?...

Wow. 21 years since my first story. It's wild to think how much can change, and how some hungers never go away. If anything, they grow deeper, sharper, more honest with time. This is a story for all the friends I've made here on Lit. You know over 21 years my hunger for cock would only grow. Enjoy.
My name is Eric. My wife, Lisa, is everything. Smart, sharp, fit as hell, and more confident now at 45 than she was at 28. We've always had great sex, dirty talk, late-night confessions whispered half-drunk in...

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....

Author Note: This is a Black, urban, queer story written in AAVE (African American Vernacular English). Language is authentic to the characters. Don't like it? Don't read it.
Game nights as an adult have become my favorite day of the week. Smoke cascaded through the living room, and "Timeless" by The Weeknd featuring Playboi Carti boomed through the surround sound....

Ray's Story - Part 2
Driving home from my first meeting with my new Master's Allan and Chas, I wasn't sure how I felt. Am I be embarrassed, ashamed, disgusted with myself for cheating on my wife? Or was I elated, excited, relieved that my fantasy had become reality and that I had loved every second of it. My cock twitching in my pants gave me the answer....

We enter the airplane and move towards the back, slowly finding our seats. My boyfriend Jax booked these seats, tucked away in the back corner. We're on our way to the Cayman Islands for our first vacation together. Our relationship is still fairly new, seeing each other for the last 6 months has been incredible. He makes me feel free to be my true self....

This story contains GAY INCEST and non-incest GAY SEX. If this is not your thing, please close this story and look elsewhere.
I have tried to cut down on my usual extensive bullshit that leads up to the good stuff, but there needs to be some - otherwise it's not an erotic story, it's a porn video highlights reel. Which is fine in its way, of course. But it's not what I'm going for....

Bzzzzzzzz
Bzzzzzzzz
"Harder daddy, pleaseeeeeee, I need your cock so badddddd," the computer blared.
Sam sped up with his left hand and pushed it deeper inside. Bzzzzzzz. Slap slap slap. As she moaned, Sam's cock strained in his hand. Bzzzzzzz. Sam started pumping the dildo in and out. "Pleaseeeeee baby, show me I'm yours." Sam pushed the dildo as far as it would go, praying for just one more inch. As they came together onscreen, Sam started grinding his ass against his hand. "Mmmmm," he moaned, fe...