Gay Male Porn Stories Page 178
Mommy was coming home from the hospital! She had my new baby s****r
with her, too! I was home from my stay with Grandma for three days while
Daddy and Mommy picked my new s****r up from the hospital (I think they
have a machine in there that takes they baby out of Mommy's tummy, and it
takes three days), and I was just waiting for Mommy to come in from the
kitchen. We'd always had the same routine at nights, after supper. Mommy
would start the dishwasher and come in and sit down to watch television
with me and Daddy. I would get up in her lap and sit with her and she'd
hold me. Even w... Continue»
My s****r Rebecca had given birth to Sean 10 years ago. She had gone
through what our mother preferred to call "a phase," and so she didn't know
who Sean's father was. None of her current beaus at the time cared to
consider a claim, and so I had become Sean's surrogate father. Rebecca had
moved closer to where I live so Sean would be able to spend more time with
me and have a positive male role model in his life. It wasn't uncommon for
him to spend even weeks at my home during the school year. Rebecca wasn't
exactly going to win any mother of the year awards for sure.
Sean sti... Continue»
Ivan was now 15. Ever since he was about 5 years old, he's had problems
with sl**pwalking. They keep telling me he'll grow out of it. It has
lessened as he's gotten older, but I've noticed stress seems to bring it
back. It was so bad when he was younger we had to have special locks on
the doors so he couldn't leave the house during one of his episodes.
Tonight I was awoken by a sound in the living room. As I crept carefully
into the living room, baseball bat at the ready, I heard Ivan's voice
mumbling. I set the bat down and carefully approached the chair where Ivan
Going back a while ago I really wanted to know what it be like to be fucked.
So.. I logged onto a gay social site and arranged a meet.
I ended up going to this guys flat. He was around 40ish. He showed me in and we went straight to the bedroom. I was slightly nervous at the idea. But, hell I was here now.
We had an awkward conversation then went to it. He began to kiss me. I responded and soon it was tongues. Feeling around each others mouths. I went and grabbed his cock. It was already semi-hard like mine. I rubbed him for a minute or two then we stepped back from each other and s... Continue»
He called me a few days later. No, he didn’t cast me in his latest project, but was impressed enough with me to want me to attend a “private workshop” he was having,…at no cost. Of course, I was flattered and eagerly said “yes”, especially since I knew this was going to be hot. You see, my initial audition turned out to be something quite unexpected. It ended up involving me stripping down and whacking off for him, and then, upon his request, I proceeded to suck his cock and make him cum like he never came before. I left him that day amidst a puddle of his and my cum. I left the audition... Continue»
After having ben in his little padded and videosurveued prison, still chained, one of the jailers came back and began realeasing the manacles from the ring in the floor, but othervise kept them on the male prisoner.
Few minutes after, the second man appeared, together each of them grabbing their side of the victim, holding him in his armpits, they dragged him, not bothering that he's feet dragged the floor out of the prison, through a hallway to another bigger room and dropped him in on the middle of the floor, closing the door after them, but not leaving, waiting, and enjoying... Continue»
DAVEY, DAD, AND SANTA
"Davey!" my dad called from upstairs.
"What?" I yelled back, not taking my eyes off of the Christmas-day football
game on the television.
"I need help!"
"Can't Mom do it?"
"She's already headed over to Grandma and Grandpa's to help get ready for
"Okay, be right there."
I flipped off the television and headed upstairs. Larry could give me a
full replay when he stopped by later.
"What's the big...?" My voice trailed off when I crossed the threshold of
my parent's bedroom and saw Dad spread eagle on the bed with a big... Continue»
Older Black Step-b*o
My Dad left us when I was 3 years old. To be honest, i don't really
remember him much, but i do remember that it made my mother sad. Although i
never knew it, we struggled for a few years after the divorce was
finalised. My mum had me at 32, but was still a vital woman in her mid
thirties, and soon managed to fall in love again. His name was Cal Wilson,
and he was the manager at the time of a local hardware store. I remember
being 5 years old and being frightened by him. He was big, black and fierce
looking, but he grabbed me and put me on his shoulders and r... Continue»
I sat with dad and mom in the TV lounge, anxiously waiting, my mind
buzzing through thoughts like a bee over a field of flowers - last
Christmas, a few months ago, my b*****r Clarke in all of those thoughts. I
thought of him after school, in his uniform, taking off his uniform, then
switched to watching his face as he watched some TV, watching him chew -- I
loved his strong jaws, loved everything about him. . . I got lost in the
moment, and pictured him sitting beside me, and my hands wandered to the
empty seat next to me where I imagined his leg to be, and I felt h... Continue»
When he arrived the next morning he was instructed to report to John’s office. With a sigh, Daniel knocked at the door.
“Enter,” came the reply from inside.
Daniel turned the knob and went in.
“Close the door behind you,” John ordered, sitting behind his desk in a red pull-over and khaki slacks.
Daniel did as instructed and stood in front of John’s desk.
“Get your assignment done,” John asked looking at Daniel’s crotch.
“Yes,” Daniel whimpered.
“That’s ‘yes Sir,’” John corrected. “Let’s see.”
Daniel reached down and undid his pants, pushed them and his boxers down to hi... Continue»
It was late Saturday night or Early Sunday morning, you decide, I returned to Grants Hall. Yes I was some what intoxicated and staggered to the shower with my robe barely on, normally their is no one woke or around that gives a damn what you are wearing.
I managed to get into the shower room and start the water when I heard the out side door open and close multiple times. I was very much intoxicated and cared less as to what was going on with the door, I should have payed more attention to what was happening.
As I lathered up and rinsed off I turned under the cascading water fall, ... Continue»
It had been almost two years since my first experience with Dave. That was the first time a man had sucked my cock. It was the first time I had touched another cock and the first time I had sucked a cock. That day was the birth of a new me. I no longer was a homophobe. Although, I did not look at men the same way I looked at women. I did not lust after them. What I did lust for was for a cock in my mouth, loads of cocks. My god, I had become a cock-craving freak!
I did not have any guilt. Frankly, I felt proud of my achievement. BUT I had to keep this very secret though. This is a small pl... Continue»
It was a dark and stormy night! How many creepy stories have been started this way? Lots and so does this one! It was a night like no other lightning was crashing up in the sky and the thunder was so loud it sounded amplified! I was in my bed brave guy that I am wishing away the storm so I could get some sl**p but the storm raged on hour after hour I tried counting the flashes and the rumbles but got bored with that quickly then something happened that changed my life forever...Suddenly a flash appeared and it seemed to light up my whole room I was dazzled by the brightness and couldn't... Continue»
The Glory Hole and Dad
It was really the first time I had ever gone to the park
restroom and sucked a cock through a glory hole. I had
thought about it and fantasized about it, but until that day, I
had never done it.
For weeks, I had been as horny as hell just thinking about
it, but then again, what 18-year-old isn't horny at least 24
hours a day?
I'd known I was gay for the past two years. Ever
since I started to fantasize about my English teacher. I used
to go to school and get a hard-on first thing in the morning,
just thinking about him and waiting for his class to begin.... Continue»
Im not much of a story teller so pardon any problems with flow or
grammer. Im 25 years old now, but when I was 17 my mom re-married a man
about 40 yrs old. He wasn't really tall, but he was husky in build;
ex-military and not real friendly. He never had much nice to say to me.
A few months after he settled in, he caught me behind the house
smoking. He told me to get inside, and when I did he was sitting in his
chair glaring at me. He asked me if I knew what I was doing there, what I
had done wrong. I nodded yes. He told me to come over to him and pull my
pants down. I hesitat... Continue»
It was seven o'clock on a Friday night. I was home alone, and expected
to remain that way for a while. The boys were out and I didn't expect
either my eldest, Kevin, or his younger b*****r Mark home before the
wee hours. Bobby, my youngest, hadn't started dating regularly yet, so
I did expect him home, but I've learned that when he says nine o'clock
he means midnight. I was surprised, then, when Bobby came in. He was
lugging a big pile of books and it was obvious he had been at the
library again. He nodded to me and wandered back to his room after
dropping his books on the coffee tab... Continue»
Today is a very special day, my son is coming to visit me after not seeing him in sixteen years he is now twenty two years old, his mother and I divorced and she got custody of him when he was younger due the fact that I was in the military and traveling all over the world and not staying put too long in one place, My son Eric wants to get to know his father and I wanted to get to know my son, he is planning on staying the entire summer with me and we were going to bond as father and son, and not to mention getting to know one another.
Eric's plane is landing in 2 hrs and I've just finished... Continue»
It was Sunday night. My parents had gone away on vacation for the weekend
and I was in charge of taking care of my 8-year-old little b*****r,
Brett. My name is Matt and I'm 18. I was really excited about taking
care of Brett all weekend. We had been lying on the couch together
watching cartoons for about an hour when Brett suddenly pounced on me
playfully. In turn I got up, knocking Brett onto his back and then
started to tickle him, lifting up his shirt and putting my hands into his
sides. Giggling wildly he begged me to stop, but I didn't. Then he said,
"Come on Matt, please! I haf... Continue»
"PAUL, BRYAN'S HERE AGAIN. PAY THE BOY, NOW," SHIRLEY NASH SAID. PAUL
NASH, 27, WAS A TALL, STRONGLY RUGGED BUSINESSMAN. HIS WIFE WAS GOING AWAY
FOR THE WEEKEND TO VISIT HER MOTHER.
THE NEWSPAPER BOY, BRYAN, CAME UP THE WALKWAY WITH A BUNDLE OF PAPERS IN
HIS HAND. "HI, MR. NASH!" THE BOY SAID CHEERILY.
PAUL LEANED OUT OF THE DOOR AND STARED DREAMILY AT THE YOUNG MAN. BRYAN
WORE TIGHT 501 LEVI'S AND NO SHIRT. PAUL WATCHED AS THE BOY BENT OVER TO
PICK UP A COIN HE'D DROPPED.
PAUL'S HEART FLUTTERED NERVOUSLY AS HE SAW THE BOY'S ASS OUTLINED IN THE
BLUE DENIM. PAUL COULD A... Continue»
My first and most prominent memory with Uncle Gary was when I was a
toddler. I had to be barely three years old. It wasn't so much that I
remembered Uncle Gary, but because of what I remember, I can't imagine it
being any other man or father figure that was present in my life.
My parents, my aunts, and my uncles all lived in my grandparents' home.
Typical Korean culture. It was an extremely old house that was probably
built before the city was first founded close to fifty years ago. It had an
extremely spacious yard, even for a three year old, and it's rooms were
large enough for m... Continue»