Gay - Page 128

This is a story from an experience I had, hope you guys enjoy and comment. I used to post ads online looking for older men that i could dress up for and they could fuck me, but only when I got a craving for it

The ringing phone greeted me as I entered my house after school, mom called from the den saying “It’s Clyde”

The first time, it happened at school. I had stayed over after class to finish my homework. A sudden urge to pee disrupted my plans. It was often the case at eight-years-old

He was lying on the gurney, waiting for me. I'd lied to the undertaker, I'd said I wanted a viewing, open casket. I wanted him to look nice. I'd never seen him in a suit before. The truth was I just wanted to see him one last time. It wasn't as if I was planning this all along

My soon to be wife Annie had taken a job out of town and I only saw her every two weeks or so. I was so missing her. She and I had become long distance lovers. She was scheduled for a flight home on Friday night

iv'e always considered myself bi i guess and these stories are a really good release for my thoughts, enjoy. Milhouse walked across the school yard to meet up with Bart; he felt Lisa’s eyes following him every step of the way

Author’s note - Please read (at least skim) through this: The author is over the age of 18 and legally safe to write erotica/sex stories

“Let’s get going then,” Christian said, “we only have a few hours left to find a campsite before it gets dark”. Anthony and Christian saddled up their horses and continued down the mountainous trek, slowing down as they crossed a river

Hi my name's Carl. I was a black, 5'7 16 year old when the events of this story took place. My friend Cody, whose also black and about the same height as me, was 17. But we were both juniors in high school. None of us thought we would do any thing gay

Sam and Andy.2 A run in with their parents. The next morning I was awake, exercised, showered and on my first cup of coffee by 6 am. I slept so good after last night. I still think it was not real but my sheets and memories tell me different

Two sixteen year old boys get to know each other It was the summer holidays, and I had the house to myself for a couple of weeks. We were painting my mothers bedroom, and stopped to take a break

This is the true story of how I as I teenager I discovered my true sexuality (bi) with my teen boy crush in high school gym class. I have changed the name of the beautiful boy who made it possible, but the rest is completely and utterly true

"and I hated that conditioning we had to do after practice, didnt you?" said my friend. "What? Oh, yea" I replied. We were walking to the entrance of the county fair. Ready for a wild and fun night

OH DADDY He sat down next to me on the bus. A big, dark black man, with a broad nose and thick lips, he was older probably close to 60 or so. I was a white man of 23 at the time, but was attracted to older men, especially black men, and most of them were attracted to me

Desmond Riley huffed the last bit of his cigarette before stuffing it into the trash can next to him. He huddled in his worn coat, his breath fogging the air in front of him. He flexed his hands in his gloves, and yanked his cap over his sandy brown hair and ears