Gay Sex Stories – Honcho

I was in a club and at that moment the music was a thumping techno beat backed by a loud and rolling keyboard playing electronic noise. Lights flashed and strobed all around as sweaty strangers bumped against each other as they undulated and danced. I know this probably sounds familiar, like you heard it before, or it happened to you before. Maybe it’s an average story and nothing special. I guess I think back on it because it happened to me and I love replaying the memory.

He was near the bar dressed in a navy jacket with a blue shirt, no tie and two buttons open, doing his best to look like he was cool and did not care about anything. It was working, at least for me. He was hot, bald with a neatly trimmed mustache and goatee, and he looked vaguely Latino. He was one of those guys who looked skinny and scrawny at first glance, but you knew that under his clothes he was muscled up despite his frame and looked chiseled like Bruce Lee. He put off that vibe that said, Just for a hook up. I thought he was hot and I had no problem with that.

I managed to catch his eye. He apparently liked what he saw, and he knew I understood what he wanted. He stepped up to me and said nothing. We went to the edge of the floor and moved and ground against each other with the rest of the crowd. No at a word was said. The dancing was just a formality.

As I turned, undulating my body, I caught sight of my friend Taffy a little further on the floor. At that moment the nameless techno electronica gave way to t.A.T.u.’s ‘Malchik Gay’, which happens to be her favorite song. She sees me and that I am with someone and gives a high sign. Taffy has hooked up with a big butchy looking girl, the kind that she likes to be with. I wave back. Each knows the other has scored, but my friend will not be leaving the club with us, although Taffy’s could possibly come home. She is looking for a relationship. I’ve been burned too many times, so for now I just want to play.

The music changes again. ‘Fireflies’. Neither my hot stud nor myself are in the mood for slow dancing. He suggest we go to the bar, the first thing said. There he orders us shots of something called Prairie Fire. It’s hot, cinnamon and burning. The jury is still out on if it tasted good or not. I have not had it again since. Although he ordered us two more and I drank the second one down as well.

He whispers in my ear, not trying to be romantic, but sly. There is a place he knows in the club that’s out of the way enough and private. He wanted to know if I thought that would be okay.

“Yes.”

We go to the spot he knows. There is a scaffold hidden by a tarp. We climb up the steps to a platform. As he suggested no one can see us. Only someone who knew it was there would even know to find it.

We kissed, hot and passionately, each groping at the other. It is the only thing that makes it feel the slightest bit romantic. Hands between us I work the buttons of his shirt. I reach in and feel his sweaty and muscled chest. His hands go lower. He undoes my belt, and then opens my pants. I sigh and rub his chest, kissing him again as he reaches in and fishes out my cock.

I pant into his mouth, eyes closed as he slowly strokes my stiffening shaft. “That’s nice, baby,” he tells me, finally something coherent.

“Yeah,” I whisper back. I kissed his ear and then his neck. As I grind my side against him as he jacks me I feel that his own cock is already hard, and very big. Read the rest of this entry »

Free Gay Sex Stories – Unexpected Fuck

My friend and I, Robbie had been friends since Primary school. We were really close. I invited him over to my house so we could play Call of Duty and have some beers like we normally do. But the night took an unexpected turn…

We’d been playing Call of Duty 4 for quite some time. He was really good at it and would beat me all the time. I had just split up with my girlfriend and just wanted to chill which was mainly the reason why I told Robbie to come over. As we were both playing, I took a sly glimpse down at his crotch and noticed he had a really large bulge. This was out of character for me as I’m straight and wouldn’t normally do this. He looked at me and I quickly looked away. We then carried on playing. I then started looking again but this time he caught me. Read the rest of this entry »

A Night in the Dutch Countryside

A Night in the Dutch Countryside

By TexasKurt

Our meeting was scheduled for Tuesday morning in one of those ultra-sleek, Dutch modern, steel, stone and glass monstrosities out on the A10. To arrive on time, we had to leave the hotel by 7:15 a.m. When we arrived, a bit early, we were met by one of those typical Dutch girls – tall, a bit severe from a distance, but an engaging smile closer up. She immediately apologized for not being able to reach us to tell us the CFO’s flight from Karachi had been cancelled and that he was not expected to be in Amsterdam until Wednesday afternoon. Could we return on Thursday? It was all a bit frustrating, but flight cancellations are a fact of business travel these days. As Brian and I left the building, it had begun snowing. It was one of those typical Amsterdam snowfalls – big wet flakes, but no icing and no build up. Brian was unaccustomed to snow, and he suggested we return to the hotel and change and take a drive through the Dutch countryside. I knew the Dutch countryside around Amsterdam was not much to see, and I also knew the traffic would be terrible. But, Brian was so excited I just couldn’t say no. We raced back to the hotel, changed into sweaters and jeans and headed out the A4 towards Haarlem and Den Haag.

After we got out of Amsterdam proper, the snow picked up a bit, and the traffic remained terrible. We pulled off the A4 at Leiden and stopped for coffee. When we came back out, I glanced over at the A4, saw cars stretched for miles, and suggested that we cut over to a coastal road. We headed towards Katwijk aan Zee. It was mistake. When we saw the sea, we both felt we were in trouble. The sky was gray and heavy, the wind was blowing strongly off the sea, there were white caps, and the ice had begun building up on the windshield. It seemed prudent to head back in the general direction of Amsterdam, so I turned toward Haarlem. By the time we had made it to Noordwijk aan Zee, the snow was building up fast and the road was turning icy. The English television stations had forecast 2 /C for Amsterdam, so I hoped this would end soon. We stopped at a caf and had a fairly typical Dutch lunch, a thick soup, some sausages and bread, and, of course, a couple of Grolisch’s each. The storm did not seem to be abating, and the proprietress came over to hustle us out so she could close. I asked if she knew of any rooms available in the area, and, as luck would have it, she ran a gasthaus upstairs and had one room left. We took it.

The proprietress told us the market across the street would be open for another half hour or so, and we ought to get provisions for the night. She doubted that she would be returning. Brian and I darted across the street and bought some snacks and beer and headed to the room. The snow and ice had soaked us. The room was standard fare – a sloping ceiling with dormers and a large porcelain stove that didn’t seem to be putting out any heat. The room was frigid, and the proprietress couldn’t be found. We kicked off our shoes and crawled under the eider down duvet. We were asleep within minutes.

About two (2) hours later, we awoke to a sweltering room. The heat had arrived. We stuck the beer on the ledge outside the window and kept the window cracked a bit. The wind was howling and the ice was hitting the window panes. When I glanced outside, the snow was falling even heavier.

In the now more comfortable room we unpacked the provisions we had purchased, Brian went into the bathroom and splashed some water about, and came out wearing black string bikinis. He paused as he passed me and gave me a long, wet kiss and a nice slap on the ass. I didn’t waste any time undressing, but I had worn only a sweater and jeans, no underclothes, so I was naked as soon as the jeans were off and the sight of Brian in his black bikinis had given me a pretty good hard-on. Brian grabbed my dick and led me to the bed. I crawled under the duvet. He dropped his bikinis and crawled over me, stopping to kiss me once again. Soon, we were both under the duvet, spoon style, with my dick pressed against his ass. Read the rest of this entry »

My First Black Cock

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I have been a cop for several years now. For a long time I thought it was my job that has cost me two marriages, but the truth is something much different. As with many men I am not with out homosexual thoughts. I chalked it up to curiosity and interest for a while. I did in collage have a one night stand with an old room mate. It was the only time that I was ever with a man but I never stopped thinking about it. I told myself it was the job that interfered with my relationships, but the truth was I just wasn’t happy with women, just going through the motions because that’s what I thought I had to do.
Until Charlie joined our squad.

I was just coming out of divorce number two and kind of lonely and sad. Enter Charlie or as the guys called him Chas. He was a medium height black man. He had rich smooth brown skin and was ripped. Big brown eyes, full lips and both ears pierced, no hair anywhere on his body, broad muscular shoulders, a tattoo on each shoulder. A tribal arm band on one side and a bulldog on the other, as well as the word peace arched over his naval. A body builder in his spare time. I decided that day to stop living a lie and be gay.
He was also the first time I have seen a man and said “I need to fuck him!”

He was on the same shift as me most of the time, we weren’t partners but we had the same shower and change room. He has this beautiful thick cut cock. I just wanted him right there in the shower.
I mulled it over for several days how to approach him, I think he caught me checking him out a couple times in the shower. I was sitting on the bench in front of my locker toweling off in nothing but a pair of fruit of the loom boxers when he came into the locker area wearing nothing and his towel over his shoulder. He looked at me and nodded. As he sat down facing the other way toward his locker. He took a look around the room to check that we are alone, then slid closer to me. I could feel the heat from his freshly showered body.

“Hey guy what’s up”

“not much Chas, you” I said trying not to make eye contact for fear I would kiss him.

“Going out later care to join me?” he said putting a hand on my knee.

“The g g guys going somewhere?” shocked at his hand moving up my leg.

“No I have seen you checking me up and down lately and thought we could, you know have a little time just the two of us. Would you like that?” he was now stroking my cock with his thumb. “I sure would like to get to know you… in the carnal sense.”

“How did you know?”

“Gaydar stud, I know when another man wants a little guy on guy action”

“well then why don’t you come by my house this evening and we can have a glass of wine and see what happens.”

“Make that beer and I will be there at seven” he said as he licked my ear.

“Not here too many people” He just smiled stood up and opened his locker. Got his cloths on and left. I had to wait a minute or two before I could stand.

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Breaking My Cherry

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Previously being a happily married 36 year old straight male I couldn’t believe after my first fleeting time man to man how much I desired more cock. My first time took me slightly by surprise as I had gone to a nudist beach to look at girls and before I knew it had found me being jerked off by this amazing stud. I wanted more and as much as I tried to resist I found my mind wondering to man to man action. I started watching gay porn and jacking off under my desk at work to it. It didn’t take long before my temptations got too much for me and my BMW was taking the winding road back to sandy bay.

I walked along the long path entering the beach area excited and nervous all at the same time. Still being completely new to this I didn’t know what to do or how to make contact but my cock was already semi hard in anticipation of action. I stripped down on the beach and walked naked along the sand towards the end of the beach where I had heard through squirt that the action happened. The freedom of walking naked on a beach was amazingly liberating. Being a fit sporty guy with well toned muscles from my daily gym workouts I noticed a few guys already giving me the eye as I walked. My excitement grew.

I reached the end of the beach and wondered what next to do. I noticed some guys going up a path into a dense bushed area and figured out that this is where the action must take place. Nervously but with excitement I started walking up the path. As I entered the bushy area I knew that I had found the right place as there were plenty of guys obviously looking for action. Being completely new to this and still rather scared I walked away from the entrance to the path further into the bushes.

Not far along a small circular path I noticed a really hunky naked guy looking at me with desire in his eyes. He looked at me and gently stroked his cock to show me that he was interested. For some reason my fear got the better of me and I walked past him. I couldn’t stop thinking about him though and after two minutes I turned around and headed back to where he originally was. As I got close to his area I heard moaning. Right there in front of me the guy that had propositioned me was being sucked off by another man. My cock stood immediately to attention. It was rock hard with excitement. I knew that I should have walked away and let them get on with their fun but I walked towards the action getting more and more excited as I watched. The hunky guy noticed me walking towards them and smiled at me moaning as the other guy sucked on his knob. In a trance of lust I walked closer and closer to the action until I was next to them guys going at it. The guy getting his pole sucked looked at me and said “you like “I got nervous and walked down the path about 10 metres where the path was blocked by another guy watching the action jerking his rod as he did. He was slightly older than and not as hot as the guy getting his pole sucked off but I for some reason I reached out and took his cock in my hand. He did the same back to me and we stood together jerking each other off watching the other two guys going at it.

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An Unfinished Term Paper

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By Crystalwind13

‘I hate college,” Keith thought miserably. He had a term paper due in Intro to Space Plasma Physics tomorrow, and it was already midnight. ‘Not tomorrow anymore, and that’s what I get for making the idiot decision to major in Astrophysics,’ he grumbled to himself. ‘Three years of college so far, wasted if I don’t get this stupid paper done tonight.’ Sighing, he sat down at the computer and turned it on, waiting for it to boot. The machine was old, however, and took nearly five minutes just to start up, and during that time Keith heard his roommate, Adrian, walk into the apartment. ‘Of course, he took Aviation as his major, so he’s been out partying all night while I sat here trying to finish the homework for that stupid Optics class…’

Keith has long been jealous of his roommate, who, it seemed, never had any serious homework to do and was always out at parties hanging out with people from around school. No lonely nights for him, and no sitting up until 5am writing term papers, either. Keith cheerfully ignored that fact that he could have started writing the term paper last weekend, instead choosing to silently bash his roomie for having a good time. Engrossed in his silent litany of Adrian’s “faults” and busy waiting for the computer to boot, Keith jumped in surprise when Adrian wandered into his room.

“Bit jumpy aren’t you? You know it’s midnight…” Adrian grinned.

Keith rolled his eyes. “Hey. No, I didn’t notice.”

“Term paper again?” Keith nodded silently. Adrian laughed and walked over to him, sitting down on the floor next to Keith’s chair. “You know what your problem is?”

“I wasn’t aware I had a problem,” Keith growled, annoyed at the turn the conversation had just taken.

“Yep, it’s a big one. Know what it is?”

“Obviously not…”

“You’re too tense, that’s your problem. Of course, you’re also an idiot for taking something like Astrophysics, but mainly you’re just too tense. You should go to more parties or something.” Read the rest of this entry »

I Lost

Gay Pool Game

By JustMe

As the party was ending I was invited to stay longer and play some more pool and have some more drinks. I was already drunk but didn’t have far to go so I decided to stay and play.

After the rest of the guests left, we had some more beer and started to play pool. There were three of us, the host, his friend later I found out room mate, and myself. To make the game more interesting we decided to play for a buck a ball. I quickly got in over my head and was in to them for more then I had. They suggested we could change the game to strip pool and they would not make me pay them back. I wasn’t real interested in seeing them naked, but if it could save me the money I figured what the heck.

We agreed on the rules being that the first looser would loose 2 items, the second looser 1 item and the winner none. Like the money, I lost everything fast and was soon naked. I don’t know why but I was slightly aroused, my cock growing and hanging down with a slight bend. I hoped it wouldn’t grow to it’s full length and stand straight to salute them. They noticed and pointed it out.

When I went by the owner of the house to get my beer, he reached out and stroked my cock. I pulled away but backed into his friend who started to rub my ass and reach under to feel my balls. The sensation was too much and I closed my eyes. He soon had my hard cock in his mouth, and I felt my self being laid on the ground and my legs stretched out on the ground spread eagle.

They were both naked now and sucking my cock, one would work it while the other stroked and then they would switch. I knew I was lost and couldn’t stop them. This was the first time ever with a guy, and there were two of them. I wanted to get up and run but couldn’t, because I was their prize…

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Coach’s Locker Room and Beyond

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By TexasKurt

I had lain on my back looking up at Coach, Chad and Nate, three (3) men, all masculine and attractive, but each in a different way. All were naked and wet from the shower and all were smiling at me in an almost sinister way. Coach was stroking his dick in long slow pulls. Chad had spread his legs slightly and was rubbing his balls. Nate had his arms crossed and was just looking. I had no idea what to expect, but I knew all three (3) wanted to cum.

Coach was the first to move. He stepped over to soap dispenser and pumped it. He took a handful of soap and rubbed it all over his dick. He stroked for a time and then got another handful and began walking toward me.

Chad sat down, spread his legs on each side of my head and lifted and turned my head into his crotch. Soon his warm, clean and still soft dick was in my mouth. Chad instructed me to run my tongue slowly from the base to the tip.

As I began to do that, I felt the warm, roughened hands of Nate pick up my hips and gently turn my lower body so that I was again flat, with my ass in the air. Nate then spread my legs, and I felt long fingers covered in foamy soap enter my ass, circling, probing and prodding…

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Using a Cock Ring on my Neighbor



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By D.M. Boss

I have to say I was getting pretty bored with sex. And my wife is one of those conveniently religious types who always wants to be prim and proper in bed, but doesn’t have many other religious values. The fact is that I think she hates sex. Might have had bad experiences with it before and stuff, but she really hates it now.

And it isn’t like I’m a bad lover. I take my time and do it right, I pay the bills, do the yard work and still, she’s all “I’m under too much stress right now,” or “You know my migraines make it impossible.” Yeah, her migraines make it impossible to suck cock, but not impossible to sit on the couch eating pretzels and watching soap operas.

So I took matters into my own hands and decided to fuck my neighbor. He’s a guy with a wife like mine. Only he has it worse because that cow he married is about as unattractive as any cow I’ve ever seen. And she has a wicked bad attitude to compliment her horrifying fat and ugliness.

So we were talking one day and I said I wasn’t gay, but I also have a kid in college and two who are close, and that I couldn’t afford hookers or a mistress, plus if I got caught, my wife would sue me out of the country. And he was nodding his head and agreeing, except his rug rats are much younger. So we decided to have a surprise cookout and give our wives day passes to a new spa that was opening, and he and I would “do some work in his bathroom on a broken sink.”

We figured it would take about an hour to fix the sink. It took thirty minutes. So we had six hours to mess around, and my kids were babysitting his kids at my place, so we were going to have some fun.

We went down in the basement, and he had a bed down there and a T.V.. Poor slob sleeps down there from time to time to get away from the cow. It was funny because we got naked as comfortably together as if we were going to fuck a woman. And he put on some porn and we played with each others’ tools for a little while.

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My First Gay Experience

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When I was 18 I was a pretty good kid. I never did anything bad and was very much a virgin. That was all about to change…

I received an E-Mail from someone I didn’t know. The address was SuckBoy and it intrigued me. In his note he said his name was Chris, that he lived nearby and was looking for a young guy to suck on. He was willing to pay 50 dollars.

I was intrigued to say the least… I’m not gay but I though 50 dollars is a lot to a high school kid… and a blow job is a blow job…

So I E-Mailed Chris back and told him I was interested. We talked a little bit over the internet so we could get a feel for one another.

After we had talked for a few days I decided the time had come for us to meet.

I arranged to meet him at a parking lot near my house where he could leave his car. He told me he would be in a yellow Mustang convertible and not to be worried, that he didn’t look gay at all; just a regular guy.

I was getting very anxious as I waited for him; neighbors drove by and waved at me and I acted as if nothing were out of the ordinary…

Finally I saw his car coming. He pulled up next to me and got out, looked at me, smiled, and got into my car. We exchanged hello’s and then I noticed he was staring at my crotch. Our eyes met, we smiled and he said, “Well, let’s go get some cum outta you.”

I was so excited I couldn’t hardly stand it! My first blow job was only a few minutes away!!!

We pulled into my garage and I shut the door. We walked very casually into my house, and up the stairs to my room.

He told me to lay down on the bed. I layed down and Chris sat down next to me. He asked me if I was ready and I said “Hell yeah!” He smiled and unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them off me revealing the boxers he had asked me to wear. He could see my hard on through the thin plaid fabric and began to stroke it. I moaned with nervous pleasure; to feel someone else touch my rock hard cock was amazing.

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