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            <title type="text">Gay stories: Bondage games of a special kind</title>
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                                            Bound and gagged, he squats there. His muscles are tense. He seems to be expectant. His vinyl pants have a zipper. I open it and examine his now naked ass. The buttocks are round and crisp. I don&#039;t want to caress, I want to bite into it....
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                 My sex life is pronounced and fancy. I love to tie up other people. I am a strong man and always want to show what power I have. I also like to inflict pain. I do not want to hurt the delicate sex. I am gay and only like men. To me come only real powerhouses who can also withstand a little bit. 
 Delicate creatures have no place with me. The reason for this is that I go for very special bondage games. I&#039;m only too happy to let my stainless steel floor pillory come into play. 
  Normal sex can anyone - I expect more 
 Honestly, anyone can have normal sex. Even if you are gay, there are many possibilities. But I like BDSM and expect more. My stainless steel  floor pillory  is a horny set. My gay stories are therefore simply different.   [emotion emotion_id=&quot;375&quot; ] 
 I live out my gay existence with muscular men. These look strong, but often want to take rather than give out. So it happens that sometimes a real bodybuilder lands on my floor pillory.   He lies on his stomach on the device made of cold stainless steel. The head down, a tight gag in the mouth. 
 Around his neck he wears a  collar , his hands are fixed with straps downwards. The legs are also tied. The strong man suddenly has no power anymore. He is trapped in the doggy position. He can&#039;t get away, he can&#039;t defend himself.   
   
  Powerful thrusts until complete exstasy 
 Oh, what pleasure I get from subduing bodybuilders. You are not powerful and strong, you are my poor victims! Bound and gagged, he squats there. His muscles are tense. He seems to be expectant. His vinyl pants have a zipper. I open it and examine his now naked ass. The buttocks are round and crisp. 
 I don&#039;t want to stroke it, I want to bite it. That&#039;s exactly what I do. Strongly, but not to the point of blood. My teeth marks are clearly visible. He likes it! It&#039;s a good thing that I also have a sieve strut at hand. Without warning and careful approach he gets to feel the leather straps. His buttocks turn red, the blood flow is stimulated. 
  My pants are almost bursting with pleasure. I can&#039;t wait any longer. I unwrap my erect member, dispense with  lubricant  and dive right in. His anus is tight. It gets even tighter as he tightens his buttocks. A lustful moan can be heard through the  gag . I dive in completely, pulling back a bit to thrust even more forcefully.   
 Quickly, powerfully and rhythmically I move in him until complete exstasy. I do not unload in, but on his horny ass. 
     
 Next please 
 I loosen the shackles and the gag. As if from a dream world, the man looks at me. He has also come and is now completely exhausted. But he is not allowed to stay. I had my fun with him. Now the floor pillory is first cleaned and then the next one can come. 
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                            <updated>2022-09-22T11:00:00+02:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">A gay story with a happy ending</title>
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                                            Most gay stories that are out there are about pure sex and how awesome it is to be gay. My story, however, is a little different. Because what if it&#039;s actually about love and thoughts about the future? Not every homosexual has only swinger parties and wild SM games in his head...
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                 Most gay stories that are out there are about pure sex and how awesome it is to be gay. My story, however, is a little different. Because what if it&#039;s actually about love and thoughts about the future? 
 Not every homosexual has only swinger parties and wild SM games in his head. Sure, a bit of SM or BDSM is also quite nice, but in real life, it is actually much softer. However, this does not mean that I have no fetish at all. For example, I prefer very special jewelry. 
 It began in the park 
 My fate, whereby I speak here of a positive fate, began on a beautiful summer day in the park. I took my dog Spooky with me, and a nice big blanket. Just lying in the park and doing nothing was the plan. Spooky could run without a leash, he never ran away, and he never hurt anyone. 
 Moreover, he was so ugly that no one would steal him from me either. Despite his ugliness, I loved this four-legged friend more than anything. He was also pretty much the only thing I owned. Not even my family I had more. But I will come to that later.   So I made myself comfortable on my blanket and let Spooky do whatever he wanted. 
 I took off my white shirt and let the sun shine on my already tan skin. I&#039;ve always been an athletic guy. So I was able to show off.     Not far from me, a couple of boys were playing soccer. Yeah sporty guys ... very nice, so I had something to look at. At least until I got the ball with mega much momentum against the skull. Immediately one of the young men came running towards me. 
 I actually saw stars for a few seconds and threatened to faint. Apparently, I got hit really bad. Well, instead of falling over, my vision quickly cleared and I looked into the brightest blue eyes I&#039;ve ever seen! 
 I felt like I was looking straight into the depths of the sea. His gaze was concerned. I wondered what for. Now I noticed that his shapely lips were moving. He was talking to me and I was responding so zero. 
 This explained the worried look. My smile, which I now gave him, seemed to reassure him. &quot;Hey, you&#039;re obviously fine. I&#039;m mega sorry about the ball,&quot; he said. &quot;Ah don&#039;t worry about it, I&#039;m a tough guy,&quot; I replied with a smile. &quot;Okay, maybe you&#039;d like to play? 
 Just just for fun, no rules, physical contact and all?&quot; he asked with an outrageously wide grin on his face. I agreed. At that moment Spooky came running. The blue-eyed guy was startled and looked ... yes, how did he look? Maybe a bit disgusted. But then again somehow amused. 
 Aggression was already rising in me. If it was about my ugly dog, I understood no joke. But then the man knelt down to him and stroked him! All right, this will be my husband! We went to play soccer. 
 Until the sun goes down 
 We played soccer for 2 hours straight. Wild, laughing, pushing and just having fun. His buddies then had to leave, but Sven stayed with me. Sven, a wonderfully fitting name for the handsome man. 
 I was already floating in seventh heaven. We sat down on my blanket and Spooky snuggled up to Sven. That was new! My dog rarely liked anyone, but apparently he was just as in love with Sven as I was. Was this actually going to be a real love story? 
 After all, I didn&#039;t even know if he was Gay. I asked how long he would stay and got the answer: until the sun goes down. He winked at me and the question whether he was gay was unnecessary with this small gesture. A short time later not only the dog was cuddling with him, but I was too. 
 My head on his lap I looked at the clouds in the sky. He gently stroked my black curly hair and I enjoyed this touch. My whole body tingled and prickled. Involuntarily I got a hard-on, which could not be hidden with the best will in the world. 
 Sven began to giggle, but did not take any distance from me. At the back of my head I felt his penis growing. Nevertheless, we remained until sunset. After that, I asked if he would like to join me. 
 Direct entry into the future 
 As it turned out, Sven felt the same way I did. He was 19 years old and had just come out to his family. They threw him out and he was practically sitting on the street. 
 I knew this fate. It was even worse for me, because I came from a Muslim family and was the firstborn. I gave him shelter and let him move in with me completely that very evening. That night we enjoyed wonderful touches of every kind. 
 I had the best sex of my life and Sven felt safer with me than ever before. We created a realm in which we could both be ourselves. With all our quirks and sexual preferences. We both love variety in bed. Not in the choice of partners, but in sex itself. 
 BDSM was now not our thing, even if we actually tried it. It was a disaster and the bondage play ended not with ecstatic passion, but almost with bitter tears.   Nevertheless, we did not completely renounce horny toys. We acquired various dilators and challenged each other with them. Already, when he carefully introduces it to me, I can hardly control myself. This feeling of being dilated in front, this burning ... Oh I could come directly.     We liked shopping in the BDSM store, but always invoked the softer means. Our engagement ring also came from the store. Because we now both wear a cock ring with personalized engraving . 
 His penis now wears jewelry with my name and my cock is provided with his name. So the sucking is much more fun. 
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                            <updated>2021-09-11T11:30:00+02:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Gay stories: A hot vacation at the lake</title>
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                                            Vacation at last! I let my tense shoulders circle and looked tiredly into the sun. Yesterday evening I had arrived late at my vacation home on the lake and could hardly wait to lie down in my hammock. I put the cool beer, which I had put last night still in wise foresight cold...
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 Vacation at last! I let my tense shoulders circle and looked tiredly into the sun. Yesterday evening I had arrived late at my vacation home on the lake and could hardly wait to lie down in my hammock. 
 I put the cool beer, which I had put last night still in wise foresight cold, next to me and made it comfortable. Satisfied, I groaned and enjoyed the sun on my skin, the wind in my hair and the sounds of the small waves that sloshed against my jetty at regular intervals. Life could be so beautiful. 
 Slowly a sweet heaviness settled over me and I dozed off. Suddenly I was rudely torn from my daydreams by loud music. A hard bass drove into my bones and made any thought of sleep superfluous. Annoyed, I looked around for the source of this unpleasant disturbance and discovered a man in swimming trunks on the neighboring property, who could easily take on actors and models. 
 He was well built and had not a gram of fat on his body. I could admire his six-pack even from a greater distance and with his ass you could easily crack coconuts. My mouth remained open and I forgot my anger for a moment. But quickly the noise brought me back down to earth and I decided to give the beau a good talking to. 
 
 Relaxation or hot sex - the agony of choice 
 &quot;Excuse me, could you possibly turn the music down a bit? You&#039;re blasting the entire street. The people here would like to relax. Two steel-blue eyes looked at me puzzled and the unknown beau grinned cheekily in my face. &quot;Oh, what a pleasant sight,&quot; he said after a long moment of silence. 
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 &quot;I thought here were usually only pensioners and families with small children on vacation. Then this can be a good time here after all.&quot; He let his examining look wander demonstratively over my whole body and I noticed how I became red.   I tried not to be distracted by his good looks and reiterated my desire for more calm. 
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 The guy relented and even offered me a delicious long drink as an apology. He turned the music down to a tolerable level and asked me to take a seat on his cozy patio. I sat down indecisively on a bench and he took a seat quite close to me. Casually, he put his hand on my thigh and stroked me barely noticeably. I got goosebumps and suddenly felt hot. 
   &quot;Watch this,&quot; Jonas, as he had introduced himself to me by now, said to me. &quot;Here&#039;s the thing. I think you&#039;re pretty hot and I&#039;m really horny right now. What do you say we have a little fun together? Alternatively, of course, you can just lie back in your hammock. But to make your decision a little easier....I just blow divine.&quot; 
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 At this, Jonas winked at me with a smile and I was speechless. I had to think only a short moment and nodded mutely. Jonas didn&#039;t have to be told twice and knelt down directly in front of me. Impatiently Jonas opened my shorts and pounced as if starved on my ever-growing cock. 
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 He had not promised me too much and took my spanking deep into his mouth. He played around with his tongue on my glans and sucked gently on my balls. The fact that we could be seen by vacationers or sailors swimming by turned me on especially. 
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 I felt like I was in a bad gay porn movie, but the situation was just incredibly hot. I pushed my tube as deep as I could into Jonas&#039; gullet and he then spoiled my shaft with his tongue. I could have exploded now and spread my juice in Jonas mouth, but Jonas had more full with me. 
 Pants down and let&#039;s go 
 Jonas detached himself from me and whispered softly &quot;fuck me here and now&quot; in my ear. To confirm he gave me a passionate kiss and jerked my latte. Slowly and lasciviously Jonas took off his swim trunks and stretched his tight ass towards me. 
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 Between his ass cheeks I discovered a shiny stainless steel butt plug. So the whole time Jonas had already pre-stretched his tight ass for me. I could hardly wait to sink my pipe into him. Jonas bent over his garden table and accidentally knocked over our drinks. 
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 He dipped his finger into the remaining puddle of drinks and then let me lick his finger. I took my flat hand and gave Jonas dream ass a hard slap. He moaned loudly and I took the butt plug out of Jonas ass very slowly and with pleasure. Again the well-built guy moaned at me and I nervously looked around for a condom. 
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 Shit, I was so ready to get going, but had nothing with me. Jonas grinned at me and reached down next to him on the bench. As if by magic, a condom appeared. Impatiently, I put the condom on and penetrated Jonas&#039; tight ass. He began to jerk his boner while I fucked him and I gave it to him hard and deep. 
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 We quickly fell into the same rhythm and I realized that this fuck would not last long. Just before I came, I quickly pulled my cock out of Jonas to cum on his plump ass. Jonas also climaxed now and together we pumped our lats empty. How good that I had decided against my hammock. 
 
 
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                            <updated>2021-06-15T07:00:00+02:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Gay stories: Hot number in the gym!</title>
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                                            I work six days a week in a sought-after club. I stand behind the bar and mix cocktails for rich, spoiled people. I do my job well. I keep meeting new people who want more than just a cocktail from me. It&#039;s hard to believe, but it&#039;s the guys who come across as the most arrogan...
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 I loved to work out after work and was delighted that my gym was still open late in the evening and at night. 
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 This gave me the opportunity to really work out at 10 or 11 p.m. in the evening. Another advantage of working out so late was also that I usually had the equipment to myself at that time. But tonight, for a change, I had company while I worked out. 
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 I had been eyeing the newcomer for a while now because he was exquisitely attractive and also damn well built. His tight shirt clung to his muscular chest and as I worked out with the weights, I couldn&#039;t take my eyes off the muscles in his arms. 
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 The guy was really a visual treat, but that he was gay I doubted. Because so far, the trained Adonis hadn&#039;t returned a single one of my glances. Sighing, I finished my workout, grabbed my towel and looked forward to a refreshing shower. 
   Horny surprise in the shower 
 I quickly slipped out of my sweaty clothes, grabbed my shower gel and hopped in the shower naked. It was incredibly soothing to have the warm water splashing on my chest, back and head. I closed my eyes and lost myself completely in the moment, when suddenly I heard a noise. 
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 The hot guy from the gym was standing in front of me completely naked and grinning cheekily at me. I was completely speechless, because up close he looked even hotter than I thought. With pleasure I let my gaze wander down his body and was amazed. Because his best piece was quite handsome and stretched out to me already completely hard. 
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 With a smile on his face, the stranger registered my look and pressed me very determinedly against the cold tiles of the wall. With his right hand he embraced my throat and with his left hand he purposefully grabbed my cock. The fact that he just took what he wanted turned me on immensely. 
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 While the trained Adonis jerked my cock, we kissed passionately. Our tongues quickly found each other and I lost myself completely in this kiss. Even that my shower partner squeezed my neck quite violently, I did not mind. 
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 On the contrary. His dominant way turned me on totally.   After a while, the muscular guy grabbed my neck and instructed me to follow him into the locker room. He sat down on a bench and demanded that I kneel in front of him. As if remote-controlled, I followed his instruction and found the scenario totally surreal and incredibly horny at the same time. Passionately I blew his latte and spoiled his balls with my hands at the same time. 
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 My playmate, whose name I did not even know, now moaned louder and louder and pushed his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. With my tongue I played around his glans and stroked his hard abs. With such a well-built guy I had really never had what. 
 I am spoiled 
 
 &quot;Now it&#039;s time for you to be spoiled a little by me,&quot; the dream of every gay guy said to me. It was the first time he ever spoke to me. He pulled something out of his locker and I was incredibly curious to know what he actually had in mind for me. 
 &amp;nbsp; 
 The Adonis had a black toy in his hand, which turned out to be a prostate vibrator. Very gently, my playmate began to knead my ass and very slowly felt his way to my butt hole with his finger. I knelt down on my towel and couldn&#039;t wait to feel the vibrator inside me. 
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 But before I had this privilege, the athletic guy hit me with the flat of his hand so hard on my ass that it just clapped. A silent scream escaped me, which was due more to the shock than the pain. Now the Adonis finally reached for his toy and introduced it to me carefully, almost tenderly. 
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 The toy filled me completely and it already felt fucking horny inside me now and it wasn&#039;t even turned on yet. My sex partner finally turned the toy on and a lustful tremor ran through me. After a short time I felt a huge wave of pleasure building up inside me and I was already threatening to explode. 
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 I noticed how the trained grenade rubbed his hard cock against my ass while he did it to me with the vibrator. &quot;I want you to cum with me,&quot; he moaned softly in my ear, interrupting my building orgasm by slowly pulling the vibrator out of me. 
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 Instead, he shoved his hard spanking up my ass and it just felt heavenly. We quickly fell into the same rhythm, moving slowly at first and then faster and faster. &quot;Harder,&quot; I gasped with the last of my strength and my sex partner pounded into me like out of his mind. 
 &amp;nbsp; 
 Our hands intertwined and together we orgasmed violently. I squirted hard and my partner&#039;s cock pulsated in my ass. We remained in this position for a little while longer, until the trained dream guy slowly detached himself from me. 
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 Completely exhilarated by the spontaneous sex, we looked into each other&#039;s eyes once more. &quot;It was my pleasure,&quot; the athlete said to me as we parted and went back into the shower. I heard him turn on the water and was glad I had still gone to the gym tonight. 
 
 
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                            <updated>2021-04-10T11:00:00+02:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Gay stories: Private party behind counter</title>
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                                            I work six days a week in a sought-after club. I stand behind the bar and mix cocktails for rich, spoiled people. I do my job well. I keep meeting new people who want more than just a cocktail from me. It&#039;s hard to believe, but it&#039;s the guys who come across as the most arrogan...
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                 This is my job 
 I work six days a week in a sought-after club. I stand behind the counter and mix cocktails for rich, spoiled people. I do my job well. I keep meeting new people who want more than just a cocktail from me. It&#039;s hard to believe, but it&#039;s the guys who come across as the most arrogant who stay until closing time. 
  They want to enjoy my very private party behind the counter . Of course I get paid well for it, but what the heck it&#039;s even fun for me. I&#039;m gay and live out my passion right in the club after work. 
 Sucking behind the bar 
 Whoever comes behind my bar can suck my penis directly! Behind the bar only the bartender has something to look for. The guests have to stay in front. Who does not keep to it, must live with it to make my best piece happy. In my case, it is rather the men who are in demand. I am gay and not interested in women. 
   Just last week I had another young man behind the bar. He came up to me and went straight to his knees. With skillful hand movements he opened my pants and grabbed my testicles. I&#039;m totally into it when it gets a little harder. I even use ball stretchers. I already have a whole collection of them at home. 
 My favorite is a leather ball stre tcher with weight. 1 kilo extra weight hangs then on my balls. I started with a small stainless steel ball stretcher. This I have now passed on to the young man from last week. 
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 Gay SM for beginners 
 The guy who grabbed it so courageously was still really inexperienced. He wanted hard sex, but did not know how. I helped him very well. After I pushed my penis deep into his throat, he already knew how it goes. I got to call the shots and he got to obey. I reached into his perfectly styled hair. Thus held his head really tight and moved it jerkily back and forth. 
 The man had no chance. He had to take him completely in the mouth and adapt to me. When I had enough of his mouth, I pulled him up by his hair. Yes, just because I&#039;m gay doesn&#039;t mean I only have soft sex stories to tell. 
  I opened his pants, pulled them down and grabbed him by the penis.  I pulled out my ball stretcher and attached it to his testicles. Unasked and without showing for long what it was. He had to deal with it. He looked uncertain, looked at me questioningly. But his member shot up  straight as a die in  the meantime.     [emotion emotion_id=&quot;382&quot; ]    His penis was big and strong. His glans would feel wonderful in my butt. But first I wanted to thrust powerfully. I turned him with his back to me. He willingly bent forward. Since I often make such a small private party behind the counter, I also had lubricant directly at hand. Generously applied, my penis slipped into his tight anus as if by itself. 
 [Emotion emotion_id=&quot;387&quot; ] 
  It was tight, warm and felt wonderful.  My thrusts were gentle and careful at first. I didn&#039;t want to hurt him and have fun with him for a while longer. But at some point I couldn&#039;t stand it any longer. With a lot of momentum I thrust several times. He began to scream and moan lustfully. Faster and faster I became more and more violent. The last thrust made us both almost fall over forward. 
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 What a wonderful penis 
 Now it was his turn. I wanted to feel his penis deep inside me. I held my tight ass out to him demanding. He was still wearing the ball stretcher. He had taken a liking to the toy. His glans felt wonderful. I noticed how  the tip of his penis pressed against my anus . His powerful shaft was seductive. He had an impressive length. 
 I would definitely feel this penis very well. The glans opened my anus and slid inside. He  pushed his entire member  in and remained that way for a few seconds. I felt a slight burning sensation. His shaft was wide as hell. He was widening me enormously with it. I enjoyed this gentle pain and immediately got a hard-on again. 
 I would surely be able to get rid of it again afterwards. His thrusts were even, rhythmic, almost like music. I really sank into a trance and enjoyed this hot gay sex like never before. 
 Small gifts keep the gay friendship 
 I gave the stainless steel ball stretcher to the guy afterwards. My little thank you, for the  particularly horny sex . He would come again, we were already planning the next meeting. Next week he would be behind my counter again. He still wants to try a lot of new things. Let&#039;s see, maybe I&#039;ll bring a leather ball stretcher with testicle weight. 
 My today&#039;s date to the private counter party likes there completely different things. My gay horny ass I wrap afterwards in tight latex pants. The whip is ready and my penis is already pulsating with pleasure. 
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                            <updated>2021-03-30T11:00:00+02:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Gay stories: Delivered and Taken</title>
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                                            We are gay, but therefore far from squeamish. The fuck machine must sometimes really give top performance with us. It is a small compact fuck machine. It can be set up quickly and is also stowed away very quickly. It is our horny secret. It has ...
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                 I live in a small village. The fact that I am gay is no longer a secret. In the beginning I was afraid. I was afraid of being excluded. Even bigger was the fear that the villagers might hurt me. Well, I didn&#039;t know at that time that things could get pretty wild in my little village. I always thought I was the only gay guy here in town. 
 But this is obviously not true. There is a whole &quot;nest&quot; of men who are into men. So after my coming out I became involved in numerous gay stories quite quickly. My life has become particularly erotic since then. Once a month there is a secret meeting in my place of residence. They are sex meetings in which we let off steam with the Fickmaschine Compact. 
 Our horny fucking machine 
 The Fickmaschine Compact is a hardcore device. It belongs already a little bit in the SM scene. We are gay, but therefore far from squeamish. The Fickmaschine has to perform at times really top performance with us. It is a small compact fuck machine. It can be set up quickly and is also stowed away very quickly. It is our horny secret. 
 [Emotion emotion_id=&quot;398&quot; ] 
 It features a convenient, secure stand. We put the thing down, put an attachment on it as desired, and we&#039;re ready to go. Every month I&#039;m at the mercy of this machine and I&#039;m really put through it! 
  I need to be f***ed! 
 Why should we always just enjoy each other&#039;s penises when there are more fancy options. Always just simple sex with a man is just not enough for me. In addition, the condition of the men is often not enough. The fucking machine is set up, I lie down, stretch my butt slightly upwards and let the machine start. 
 The Fickmaschine Compact is controlled with a wireless remote control. I myself do not hold this in my hands. I just close my eyes, grab myself into position and wait. The remote control is passed around, everyone gets a turn. Which rhythm, which tempo, is determined by the others. Sometimes they start pleasantly soft. 
 But sometimes they start right away with full power. I just decide which attachment is used for me. As a rule, I decide on a particularly powerful dildo. 
  We upgrade 
 Our little machine is great. But now we want to upgrade. To position ourselves and let others take over makes especially horny. But how horny will it get when a bondage set is added? Tied up on the big bed, completely powerless! Absolutely at the mercy of others.   [Emotion emotion_id=&quot;395&quot; ] 
 Just the thought of holding the remote control of the fuck machine in my hand and taking another through with it almost makes my pants burst. But first I want to be strapped in front of the horny part! 
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                            <updated>2021-03-30T11:00:00+02:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Gay stories: Hotel meeting of a special kind!</title>
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                                            It was the first time that I got involved in such a sex adventure. I had met Phlipp through a casual dating website and arranged to meet him tonight at this hotel. After the end of my relationship with Tim, I finally wanted to put my long-held erotic fantasies into practice. F...
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                 It was the first time that I got involved in such a sex adventure. I had met Phlipp through a casual dating website and arranged to meet him tonight at this hotel. After the end of my relationship with Tim, I finally wanted to put my long-held erotic fantasies into practice. 
 For a long time I dreamed of meeting a strange man in the hotel and having hard sex with him. Especially turned me on by the thought that I and Philipp had never exchanged a word with each other before. Our contact had so far only been through messages. 
 We had agreed that I should wait blindfolded in the hotel room for my sex date. According to my wishes, I should stand in the middle of the room with naked torso and blindfolded and wear a neck cuff with leash. Afterwards, my master would take over the lead. So much for the plan. 
 The game begins 
 With soft knees and shaky hands, I stood in the middle of the hotel room at 8pm as arranged. I had left a room card at the reception for Philipp, so that he could enter the room at his own discretion. 
 I waited impatiently and could not believe that after all these years with Tim I would get involved in such an adventure again. Suddenly I heard footsteps at the door and my heart raced like crazy. The buzzing of the door announced the arrival of my date. 
 Quietly, Philipp closed the door behind him and I imagined how his gaze fell on me. I heard Philip slowly approaching me and his breathing quickening. I felt a gentle touch on my neck and had the suspicion that it was his lips that were caressing me. Tantalizingly slow, Philip explored my body with his hands. 
 He played with my nipples, caressed my belly and pecs, kissed my neck and gossamer touched my cock. Although we were only at the very beginning of our adventure, my cock was already hard as a rock. Suddenly it was over with the tender caresses and Philipp struck a completely different tone. 
 &quot;On your knees,&quot; he barked at me in a low voice. It was the first time I heard his voice and I must say that I liked it extremely well. Without hesitation, I followed his instruction. I remained on my knees and felt that Philip was circling me. 
 The tension and uncertainty totally turned me on. Philipp took my leash and led me towards the bed. On my knees, I followed him. He instructed me to lie down on the bed and take off my pants. Again, I immediately complied with his request and undressed. 
 &quot;Turn around&quot; he ordered me, pulling hard on my leash. For a brief moment I was left breathless and my lust increased almost immeasurably. I lay down on my stomach and my hard spanking pressed into the soft bedspread. With his fingers Philipp played around on my ass and penetrated me with one of the fingers. 
 &quot;I&#039;m going to shove an anal plug up your ass now,&quot; Philipp announced and I felt a cold and hard object enter me. The pressure of the plug made me totally horny and my hands automatically moved to my cock. All of a sudden, Philipp slapped my hand and startled, I pulled it away from my best piece. 
 Serve me! 
 &quot;Did I allow you to touch yourself?&quot; I shook my head silently and braced myself for anything. &quot;As punishment, you&#039;re going to have to suck my cock now. On your knees!&quot; Excited, I knelt on the bed and waited. &quot;Open your mouth wide,&quot; I heard Philip&#039;s voice. 
 &quot;And woe is me if I hear even a peep from you&quot;. He was already ramming his spanking down my throat and pulling on my leash at the same time. This caused his best piece to land even deeper in my mouth. I had great fun blowing Philipp&#039;s latte hard and it made me incredibly horny to feel and taste him inside me. 
 With each of my movements, the anal plug in my ass also stimulated me and through my blindfolded eyes I perceived everything even more intensely. Faster and faster Philipp moved now in me and I had trouble to take his big cock completely in my mouth. 
 But I was absolutely anxious to satisfy him. I asked for permission to suck his balls and Philip granted me this pleasure. &quot;I want you to touch yourself too,&quot; he now said to me as I continued to devotedly suck his balls and cock. &quot;Let&#039;s cum together&quot;. 
 With one hand I jerked my own boner and with the other I kneaded his balls. In addition, I had all the time his beating in my mouth. This was really a uniquely horny experience and exactly what I had imagined in the last few years. 
 &quot;I&#039;m about to come,&quot; Philip said now. &quot;And I want, no I demand from you that to also cum&quot;. This announcement was the last straw for me. I felt Philipp&#039;s cock throbbing and pulsating in my mouth and how my own climax was approaching at the same time. 
 I came as I had never come before and at the same time received Philipp&#039;s sperm in my mouth. I enjoyed this moment to the fullest, which was perhaps also due to the fact that I was still blindfolded. Wow, this hotel date had really not disappointed me. 
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                            <updated>2021-02-18T11:00:00+01:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Gay stories: I was a bad boy</title>
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                                            But that day I didn&#039;t feel like having normal sex with my lover, I needed his hardness, his rigor, I wanted him to dominate me. &quot;I need real trouble from you today, I was very bad in the office. I had to fire someone.&quot; Mark knew I hated moments like that at work. While I wasn&#039;...
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                 In my job as a manager, I have responsibility for numerous employees. Sometimes I have to make uncomfortable decisions that can really turn my employees&#039; lives upside down. 
 This responsibility and the associated consequences often hit me on an emotional level. That&#039;s why I&#039;m very happy when I can let go in my private life and relinquish power.     When I got home one evening that I had to terminate one of our long-time employees for operational reasons, I was totally frustrated and just wanted to let myself go. After turning the key in the lock, I felt this very special atmosphere.   My partner approached me with that certain smile that always made me feel downright will-less. He saw directly that my day was hard. After giving me a quick kiss, he started to unbutton my shirt. 
 His tongue took up space in my mouth while his hands slid over my body on an exploratory tour. I dropped my briefcase, let Mark push me against the wall to feel his hardness and enjoyed his caresses.     But that day I didn&#039;t feel like having normal sex with my lover, I needed his hardness, his rigor, I wanted him to dominate me. &quot;I need real trouble from you today, I was very bad in the office. I had to fire someone.&quot; Mark knew I hated moments like that at work. 
 While I wasn&#039;t always the sweet boss that employees could deal with however they wanted, being fired was enough to make me sick to my stomach. My friend knew exactly how to raise my spirits. Still at the front door, he pushed me down to my knees. He unzipped his pants and shoved his hardening cock deep into my mouth. 
 His hips moved, leaving me no choice but to blow him. My pants were getting tight too, I wanted to free myself from the gray suit pants, but Mark&#039;s stern look wouldn&#039;t allow me to do anything but caress him with my mouth.   I enjoyed sucking the big cock and satisfying my partner until he suddenly let go of me.   &quot;Enough you whore, now you will get your punishment&quot;.     He went ahead to our shared bedroom. Some time ago we had discovered our passion for bizarre eroticism and treated ourselves to some bad boy toys. We both enjoyed to let ourselves fall in the respective roles and to be able to hand over the Mach over our desire, respectively to be able to control the power over the satisfaction with the other.    This anticipation, now again in the role of the bad boy to be able to rise, let me become even hornier. What punishment had Mark chosen for me today? I enjoyed sitting on our slave chair while the horny fucking machine penetrated me. But I was not allowed to make myself comfortable on the slave chair, but was led by my boyfriend to the other corner of the bedroom, where he had already set up our floor pillory. He ordered me to undress and examined me in the process.     He had chosen the floor pillory, I had assumed when ordering that I would be allowed to take it from behind, after I would have tied him kneeling in front of me. But he had changed his mind and enjoyed it when I was at his mercy on my knees, ass stretched backwards so he could take me as he pleased.    But before I got into position, he slipped the shiny satin bondage scarf over me so I would be blind to whatever he had in mind. As he put the mask on me, he whispered in my ear, &quot;You were so bad today, I think a big punishment is needed. Kneel down!&quot;   I did as I was told and leaned over the support to get my feet and hands into position for the restraints. After he lashed me down, I didn&#039;t feel anything at first. I heard some rustling and felt Mark moving from one corner to the next in our bedroom.     A while passed and suddenly I felt a hot pain on my back. I didn&#039;t know at first if he had given me a blow with the crop, Mark loved the little black leather crop I had given him for our anniversary, or if he had punished me in some other way. 
 As something wet ran down my back, I knew what had hurt me. He had doused me with candle wax, which was now running hot and wet down my back. The moment I realized this, hot wax dripped onto my body again. I let out a scream, which my lover acknowledged with a derisive laugh. &quot;You deserve this, bitch,&quot; hot candle wax was already dripping down my back again, down to my butt.     But after the pain, Mark showed his tender side, he had also undressed, I noticed, as he lay on top of me. I felt his warm body on mine. His hands were now gently stroking my chest like feathers, his mouth was caressing my neck and throat. I wanted to touch him, to caress and stroke him as well, but he would not let go of my bonds.   His hands slid forward, caressing my cock, which quickly grew to full size in his hands. He massaged me, driving me crazy. I wanted him to continue, but he knew exactly what I liked, and didn&#039;t allow our erotic game to come to an end yet.     Just before I was about to explode, he let go of me and started rubbing me with lube instead. He enjoyed massaging me with the slippery gel and regularly incorporated this ritual into our lovemaking. He began to pinch my butt over and over again and then slid his finger inside me to stimulate me further. 
 This cat and mouse game he enjoyed very much, but it made me freak out. Then he suddenly let go of me completely again, I didn&#039;t know what he was up to now. I heard no noise and became more and more impatient. Suddenly he pushed into me, hard and so suddenly that I was frightened. 
 He rode me like the devil, so wild and hard I had hardly experienced him before. But I enjoyed how he pushed mercilessly into me and became hornier and hornier.   In between I got to feel his crop, on the ass or on the back I felt the welts that would remind me of this horny evening for a long time.     After he came, he made sure that I could also pour myself. The alternation between merciless Dom and loving lover had my darling well on it and could thus make our love life always new and exciting. 
 After I was put in the pillory by him today, I was allowed to look forward to the next time in which I would literally wear the pants. Fortunately, I had found a partner who not only wanted to share life with me, but also enjoyed the love for the bizarre sides of eroticism. We are only at the beginning of the special erotic game, which we would like to explore together even further. 
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                            <updated>2021-01-13T11:00:00+01:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Gay stories: Seen, in love, married</title>
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                                            Many gay stories consist only of sex, many different men and have a great lack of sentimentality. Our story is a little different. If you still believe in true love, you will love our story! Our names are Ringo and Stefan and yes, we are gay.
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                 Many gay stories consist only of sex, many different men and have a great lack of sentimentality. Our story is a little different. If you still believe in true love, you will love our story! Our names are Ringo and Stefan and yes, we are gay.  I myself knew it very early and didn&#039;t even try women, except for a single kiss. Stefan, on the other hand, was involved with women for years and even has a son. He found out relatively late on that he actually does like men.    Both of us were registered on a singles exchange and that&#039;s how we found each other. After a lot of writing, we had our first meeting after about a month. 
 The older, the better 
 I met very consciously with Stefan, because he was already a bit older. I was very young 18, he was already 32 years old. Young things always have sex on the brain and rarely stick to just one man. At least this is the popular opinion. So I didn&#039;t even try it with a young man.  Our first meeting was supposed to be a visit to the cinema together. At the meeting place, I tended to hide. I was afraid, shy. But Stefan walked confidently towards me. He knew directly that I was his date. Escape was now impossible for me!    So, eyes closed and through! My heart was racing like crazy, but calmed down very quickly when he took my hand and went with me to the cinema. You can&#039;t talk much in the movies, but looks say a lot. Moreover, he didn&#039;t let go of my hand for the whole movie. No, he didn&#039;t wander down to my penis to stuporously grope at me. He just held my hand. I loved it! 
 Falling in love made easy, but can the world know? 
 Stefan made falling in love really easy for me. He is such a great man, has heart, has soul, and as I also found out after the third date, he has a lot in his pants. It no longer remained at holding hands and tender kisses. Now what ran properly with us. No one could keep his hands off the other. We were downright addicted to each other. Even when we visited my sister, we couldn&#039;t resist touching each other secretly in the most intimate places. At that time, my sister did not know that I was gay. How was I supposed to tell her our gay story. Would she disown me if she found out? I was very afraid of my outing. So far, no one knew about it.   At least, I had believed that no one knew. We were barely out the door at my sister&#039;s house before she wrote me a note saying she knew and that she thought it was great. I didn&#039;t have to be afraid. In the end, she also helped me tell our parents. My mother accepted it, my father had a hard time. Even today he still has a hard time with it and shows it clearly. However, for me this is not a reason not to realize myself. 
 The years pass, love grows 
 Every relationship has ups and downs. Of course, Stefan&#039;s and mine do, too. We got to know each other better and better over the course of numerous years and I loved him more and more every day. We built a life together. Professionally and also privately we stuck firmly together. 
 We both worked in the background of a renowned theater. This was simply our passion, our vocation. After work, we enjoyed some company. By now we were quite a large group of friends of gay men. We talked openly about sex, yet each kept to himself with his partner when things got intimate. 
 Changing partners was out of the question. Nevertheless, it was very exciting to hear each other&#039;s bedtime stories. Some were into pissing each other off. We tried it out. I didn&#039;t like it that much! Others were into hardcore sex, really SM or even BDSM style. 
 But this also pleased neither me nor my friend. Fun brakes we were in bed but still not. We had all kinds of toys that we like to use. For example, I love my black cockstrap with testicle holder. I also own a real pocket pussy. Apart from that, the prostate vibrator is also very popular with us. 
 Just the thought of using it makes my best piece rise up again. When my boyfriend touches me, nothing can stop me. 
 Happily ever after? 
 I am now 31 years old and still together with my Stefan. We even got married! We are still extremely happy, which might also be due to our unusual wedding rings. We have namely opted for  cock rings with engraving . I wear his name in my private parts and he wears mine. 
 They are the hottest wedding rings in the world! The sex is even more intoxicating than usual. I wonder if we won&#039;t get bored at some point No, we are creative gays. We always come up with something new in bed. There is not the fast rumble with us. We still take time for tenderness. 
 We like to kiss each other, to feel each other&#039;s lips all over our bodies. Up to the penis tip or also gladly times at the anus. Our hands are used a lot, but not each on himself, but always on the partner. Tender caressing, massaging with light pressure, squeezing, until almost the explosion ...    And not to forget, we also always have a few toys in bed. Not only a horny anal gel is with us on the nightstand, but also one or the other dildo, vibrator and recently even a pretty, chrome dilator. I have to get used to the latter a little and like to let Stefan take precedence.    This burning in the urethra. It fascinates me, but is almost too painful for me. Let him use it and give me a horny rimjob instead. That&#039;s more what I&#039;m into.    Whether we will be together happily ever after is written in the stars. However, it will never be boring with us. 
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                            <updated>2021-01-06T11:00:00+01:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Gay stories: The first time with a man</title>
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                                            My name is Max and I like men. I never thought that this sentence would flow so easily from my fingers. And I would like to tell you how I discovered that I am even more attracted to my own sex than to the women in my life. 
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                 My name is Max and I like men. I never thought that this sentence would flow so easily from my fingers. And I would like to tell you how I discovered that I am even more attracted to my own sex than to the women in my life. 
 First curiosity - first contact 
 I was single for many years and slowly realized that I wanted to have sex again. So I chose the easiest way and searched on relevant sites for suitable ladies. But again and again I stumbled over an ad of a Dom who offered his services in a nearby BDSM studio. 
 The topic of BDSM had fascinated and interested me for quite some time. And something about this man fascinated me. I looked at the pictures again and again. Day after day. And at some point I took my heart in my hand and picked up the phone.    I was more than nervous, but the conversation gave me hope. We talked on the phone for a long time, asked about my limits and my ideas, and then made an appointment. 
  The visit to the studio - discovering new worlds 
  The buzzing of the door handle snapped me out of my thoughts. With my heart pounding, I went up the narrow stairs. Tom was waiting for me there. In real life he looked even a little better than in the pictures. A firm handshake, a deep look into his eyes. 
 Quickly the monetary was done and Tom led me into the bathroom. I should take a shower and then press a bell. He would then pick me up.    As fast as I can I peeled myself out of my clothes and got into the shower. Afterwards, while drying off, I took a look in the mirror. Slim, athletic, though not muscular. The chest still hairless smooth and also around my best piece I provide by shaving for more visibility. 
 I like the look of it. But what will Tom say to my body? What will he do with my body? I would find out yet. And with this thought I pressed the bell. 
 Condemned to inactivity 
 The bathroom door opened without notice. Tom was standing in front of me. He came into the room and put a collar on me. His hands touched my skin for the first time and shivers ran all over my body. With a click, the collar closed. There was a leash hanging from it, which Tom held in his hand. 
 He walked ahead and I had no choice but to follow him. We walked down the hallway. It was dark and narrow. Then Tom opened a door. Bright light streamed towards me. Dive now together with me into this new world for me.    The room is surprisingly bright. It is more like a clinic studio and not an SM room. I am surprised, but Tom leaves me no time and no room for reactions. Still without a word, he pulls me towards the examination chair. 
 He turns me into the right position and pushes me backwards. I am now standing with my bare bottom against the cool seat. Surprisingly, Tom grabs me and lifts me onto the chair. He is much stronger than I would have ever thought. HE pushes my upper body backwards. 
 I lean against it. I feel Tom put a belt around my chest and strap me in.   Now he grabs my legs and lifts them into the supports. Again, my thighs are connected to the chair. I am practically motionless. Tom smiles at me. The smile is reassuring, yet enticing. 
 What will happen now. For the first time in this room, I hear his voice.   &quot;So my little one. Let&#039;s get comfortable and see what we can do for you today.&quot; With these words he steps between my now wide spread legs. He feels for something with his foot. 
 I feel the chair move under me. He moves up and my pelvis tilts forward. Tom grabs my hips and pulls me in his direction. My butt is now hanging freely over the edge of the chair. I feel open, exposed, yet curious. 
 The fun begins 
 With a loud snap, Tom pulls on gloves. They make an interesting contrast to his dark skin and dark hair on his muscular forearms. 
 His hand slides over my inner thigh to the center of my manhood. This is the first time I&#039;ve felt a man take my cock in his hand. The grip is so different from women. He knows exactly how I want to be touched. 
 Suddenly the blood shoots into my privates, so that it grows to full glory between his hands. He changes the hand and now strokes my best piece with the left. The right hand now wanders deeper and first plays around my balls. 
 Then Tom abruptly turns away from me. He fetches things from the cupboards behind him. In my position I cannot see what he is doing there. Then he comes to me again. Again a grip on my member. Short, testing. Still hard. Tom puts a condom on me. 
 Man&#039;s mouth and man&#039;s finger 
 &quot;Now I&#039;m going to surprise you a little.&quot; Says Tom, grinning at me with his gleaming white teeth. Before I can even ask what he means, he dips his head lower. I feel his lips sliding very slowly over my glans. 
 Feel his tongue gently playing around the tip. Then finally my member dives deeper into his mouth. He is much too skillful. I feel like I&#039;ve never enjoyed a blowjob so intensely. 
 But in the midst of these feelings, I sense something else new. A cool, wet feeling against my rosette. Twisting, writhing and massaging, Tom&#039;s wet finger penetrates me very slowly. A new feeling for me. Interesting and exciting, arousing and scary at the same time. 
 But with every inch of penetration, the play of Tom&#039;s tongue also becomes more intense. I want to brake Tom, but he feels exactly what is going on in me. He releases my best piece from his mouth and now concentrates entirely on his finger. 
 He turns it inside me. He pushes it carefully back and forth. Dips again and again in fresh cream. 
 A climax of a special kind 
 I no longer know what happens to me. But then Tom pulls his finger completely out of me and strips off the glove. He opens the tight pants he has been wearing and lets them fall to the floor. I see his member. It is large and frighteningly hard. 
 He smiles and slips a rubber over it. He won&#039;t, will he? But Tom takes his time. He creams his hammer thoroughly. Right in front of my eyes. I can&#039;t escape, can&#039;t react. Satisfied, Tom comes between my legs again. 
 He moves the chair again into another position. Pushes my legs up a little. I lie as if my legs are about to press against my chest. I feel open and defenseless. 
 And then I feel Tom move even closer to me and feel a cock at my asshole for the first time. &quot;Now relax and just let Tom do it.&quot; I hear Tom whisper. Then I feel pressure, feel myself opening up more and more. 
 Feel a slight ache and then a whole new and unique feeling as Tom&#039;s cock pushes inch by inch into my bowels. As he does so, he pushes to a point where my cock begins to twitch. Tom knows exactly what he is doing. For he now begins to thrust at that very point. 
 I scream. I moan. I twitch. I don&#039;t know what&#039;s happening to me. Then Tom reaches for my cock. Just a few movements are all it takes for my juices to pump buoyantly into the rubber. Tom, too, speeds up. He too is approaching climax. 
 I feel the twitching of his cock inside me as it also shoots its load into the rubber. 
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                            <updated>2021-01-06T11:00:00+01:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Gay Stories: My adventure with the lawyer</title>
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                                            My marriage had failed. I had to face this fact at the latest the moment I sat in the waiting room at the lawyer&#039;s office. My wife and I had been living separately for about 8 months now, and I wanted to go to my family law attorney now to find out what was in store for me in ...
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                 My marriage had failed. I had to face this fact at the latest the moment I sat in the waiting room at the lawyer&#039;s office. My wife and I had been living separately for about 8 months now, and I wanted to go to my family law attorney now to find out what was in store for me in the divorce proceedings. 
 Our marriage had existed for a long time only on paper, since I had finally admitted in recent years that I was actually into men. A secretary now led me into my lawyer&#039;s office, snapping me out of my thoughts. 
 A real dream man 
 It was very hard for me to concentrate on the words that came out of this hot man&#039;s mouth. He had great full lips, straight teeth and striking features. His pronounced cheekbones and piercing blue eyes didn&#039;t fail to make an impact on me. 
 I watched his mouth move and imagined what else he might do with it. Suddenly Mr. Sexy looked at me expectantly through his glasses and I knew that he expected an answer from me. I nodded hesitantly and realized from my lawyer&#039;s reaction that this was not the expected retort. 
 He raised his eyebrow mockingly and had a small smile on his lips. He got up to get a file from the cabinet and that gave me the opportunity to take an extensive look at his tight ass. It was really not of bad parents. 
 I had probably stared a moment too long at his buttocks, because again the dark-haired dream man gave me a mocking look. &quot;Your wife states that your marriage failed a long time ago because of your sexual orientation. Do you agree with that assessment?&quot; 
 I nodded mutely, a little embarrassed that my lawyer was getting to the heart of the matter so quickly. We talked briefly about when I had moved out of the shared marital home, who had kept what furniture, and what I could think of in terms of alimony.    As the lawyer once again walked quite close to me because he was looking for some documents, his scent wafted towards me. He smelled seductively of cedar and somehow smoky and that was the last straw. My body reacted immediately to this handsome, clever and excellent smelling man. I hoped very much that he would not notice the effect he had on my best piece. 
 It goes to the point 
 But this hope was not to come true. Looking back, I guess I can say, &quot;Thank God.&quot; As my lawyer was about to go back to his desk, his gaze lingered on my steadily growing crotch. He made a soft noise of surprise and looked at me with a grin. 
 Suddenly he went back to the door of his office and locked it. He came back to me very slowly and stood right in front of me. Since I was still sitting rooted to the spot in my chair, my face was exactly level with his cock. He was also slowly showing something under his cloth pants. 
 The dark-haired lawyer unerringly took my hand and placed it on his hardening spank. He felt incredibly good and I impatiently took his cock out of his pants. I enclosed his pipe with my hand and jerked him first very slowly and then faster and faster. I stroked his shiny glans with my thumb and elicited a soft moan from him. 
 I would have loved to take his pipe immediately in my mouth, but the lawyer still held me back. He detached himself from me and went to a cupboard. He rummaged around in one of the drawers and fished out two items. One of the items was a pair of shiny handcuffs with a short connecting chain. 
 He looked at me questioningly and I nodded hesitantly. This unexpected erotic encounter in a thoroughly respectable law firm totally turned me on. I folded my arms behind my back as instructed and tenderly the man in the suit put the handcuffs on me. 
 Now he took out another shiny object, which after a brief moment I recognized as a stainless steel penis ring. With the cock ring on my dick, the best piece of my counterpart looked even harder and more seductive. My mouth was watering. I absolutely had to feel this man inside me. 
 Simply everywhere. As if he had read my thoughts, the lawyer grabbed me roughly by the hair, forced me to open my mouth and vigorously shoved his bulging spanking down my throat. He pushed his cock impatiently and hard into my mouth, as if he couldn&#039;t wait to place it there. 
 I wanted to spoil his balls additionally with my hands but had to painfully realize that my hands were still fixed behind my back. Meanwhile, the lawyer rammed his cock deeper and deeper into me and I had to try very hard not to gag. 
 Although I had never experienced such a violent and deep blowjob, it turned me on totally. I found it extremely horny that the lawyer just took what he wanted and did not even undress for this purpose. 
 The grand finale 
 I felt that my lover was not far from his climax and prepared myself for a proper load. But all of a sudden, the lawyer pulled back and helped me stand up. He made me bend over his desk and quickly pulled my jeans down to below my knees. 
 He gave me a tender slap on my ass cheeks and then went to his closet again. His phone rang, but the man in the suit didn&#039;t let it rattle him. He quickly put on a condom and generously spread lube around my rosette. 
 Briefly, he let his finger slide inside me to prepare me for what was to come. Roughly, he grabbed me by the neck and without warning pushed his big spanking into my tight ass. It felt indescribably good how he filled me completely. I wanted to moan with pleasure, but the lawyer closed my mouth with his hand. 
 Outside in the hallway the daily hustle and bustle and the ringing of phones continued and in here I experienced the fuck of my life. It all seemed so unreal to me. Harder and harder the lawyer pushed him in me and I realized that my cock wanted to discharge powerfully. 
 Without warning I came and sullied the desk the lawyer. Thereupon I got to feel his horniness even more violently until he also poured twitching in me. Such a lawyer appointment I would like to experience again.   
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                            <updated>2020-12-07T11:00:00+01:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Gay stories: The lifeguard</title>
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                                            Gay stories are always the same? I may doubt this! Yes, there are many stories with hot bartenders or masseurs. But my story takes place on a beach. Without a bartender, without a masseur, but with a really hot lifeguard!
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                 Gay stories are always the same? I may doubt this! Yes, there are many stories with hot bartenders or masseurs. But my story takes place on a beach. Without a bartender, without a masseur, but with a really hot lifeguard!     Lifeguards are always very popular especially with the ladies. In Miami this is just like in any other country. I spent my vacation in Miami and of course did not miss Miami Beach. The beach was indeed teeming with women, as they are known from television. 
 Made bust, taut brown skin, great bikinis. However, something like that does not appeal to me, because I am gay. Unfortunately, women have nothing erotic for me. Men, on the other hand, all the more so. What lies on the beach in Miami, however, could rather be described as shriveled whales. Most of the men there are anything but handsome. Apart from the one or other lifeguard, of course. 
 Now here is certainly expected one of many gay stories in which the homosexual almost drowns and is saved at the last second by the muscular, strapping lifeguard. Sorry, I have to disappoint you. I am a very good swimmer. I have a very defined body and know how to use my muscles. So I&#039;m not likely to drown. Apart from the fact that I could have drowned in the eyes of Mike. 
 Sexy for women, but only available for men 
 Mike was the absolute favorite of women on the beach in Miami. He was almost six feet tall. Every one of his muscles seemed permanently tense. His swim shorts weren&#039;t loose enough to hide what any woman, or guy for that matter, would call a handsome manhood. His lips were full and seemed very soft. 
 I wanted so badly to feel them on my cock! His eyes were at least as blue as the sea and his brown hair went down to his shoulders in waves. I watched day after day as the women pretended to swoon or even drown. 
 Mike knew that almost every one of the women was faking to feel his body in some way.   Mike put one woman after another back on their feet and fished each one out of the water screaming for it. But he barely acknowledged their sexy bodies with a glance. He never engaged in flirting, nor did he return unnecessary touches.     I approached Mike on my sixth day at the beach. I casually asked how he could possibly get away with it day after day, letting the ladies hit on him. What made it so easy not to seduce the ladies? The answer came unexpectedly honest, because he told me directly that he was gay. 
 He was never interested in women and that would not change. That&#039;s why he was the only lifeguard on the beach in Miami who was absolutely sure of his job. Because all the other lifeguards sooner or later fell for the seductions of the witches. Sex with bathers was, of course, grounds for dismissal. Mike didn&#039;t even come close to being targeted. 
 Sex under the beach bridge 
 Since Mike could do whatever he wanted on the beach, we took advantage of the opportunity for us. He pleased me, I pleased him. Few words, many actions. That was what we both wanted now. Mike had finished work before sunset. He locked up his observation tower and disappeared with me under the beach bridge. 
 The beach was still full of visitors, but the bridge provided great shade, into which we both literally disappeared. In the shade it was cool and damp, hardly anyone came here. The risk of being seen made the adventure for me but twice as horny. Before Mike was allowed to drop his pants, I absolutely had to test the softness of his lips. 
 I stroked my glans over his lips and he opened his mouth slightly. His lips were so soft, so warm, so deliciously full! I had to restrain myself very much not to push into his mouth with full force.   To avoid cumming directly, I withdrew my already trembling penis from him and pulled down his swim shorts. What I saw there made me pause for a moment. What was that? A chastity belt? Could he get horny with that thing? I asked, but Mike just told me to find out for myself. 
 Something heavy and silver clutched his testicles. With a firm grip, the iron ring seemed to squeeze. Somehow the sight made me horny. I found out that it was a testicle ring he was wearing. Crazy guy I thought! But the sex was already great. Every now and then I felt the cold steel as we just did it with each other. 
 I get to know new things 
 The next day I went to the beach again. I lay down in the sun with my bath towel, closed my eyes and relaxed a bit. Suddenly, someone covered the sun and plunged me into a cool shadow. It was Mike. He put a steel ring on my belly and said that the  ball stretcher was for beginners  . I should just test it out and let him know how I liked it. He himself was already wearing the  stainless steel Ballstretcher with 50 mm height and 900 g !!! 
 [Emotion emotion_id=&quot;382&quot; ]  I retreated to the bathroom with the thing and put it on. A tightness, a force, but it was nice. A wonderful feeling. I left the ball stretcher on until Mike got off work and we could enjoy the special steel toy together. 
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                            <updated>2020-04-25T08:30:00+02:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Gay story: Pablo and me</title>
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                                            I was so angry and ashamed of what Pablo did to me and of his immature behavior that I simply told him: I don&#039;t want to see you in my life anymore, I don&#039;t want to know anything about you. And he left angry and cursing, just like I did.
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 I was so angry and ashamed of what Pablo did to me and of his immature behavior that I simply told him: I don&#039;t want to see you in my life anymore, I don&#039;t want to know anything about you. And he left angry and cursing, just like I did. 
 I am gay, but I prefer the word gay. Three weeks passed since I broke up with Pablo and he didn&#039;t call me or look for me, nor did I know anything about him. My pride told me not to call him or deign to look for him, which I did. 
 &amp;nbsp; 
 But I felt sad and desolate without love. Four weeks passed and I knew nothing about him. I was already thinking about not expecting him. At the same time I tried to forget him. I continued with my normal activities, work and studies, telling myself that I must take advantage of this time alone. 
 A month passed 
 A month passed and I started going out and having fun with my friends. I came to my house very late almost every time I went out with my companions. One of those nights when I arrived home - guess who was standing at my door waiting for me: it was Pablo. 
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 He looked happy and radiant. When I came up the stairs to go to my apartment, he took my arm to stop me and said, &quot;Why didn&#039;t you visit me?&quot; I just pushed him and said, &quot;We&#039;re done, I don&#039;t know why you&#039;re here, please leave.&quot; And sure enough, he left.    That night I couldn&#039;t sleep. I thought about the good times we had and how happy I was by his side. What he and I had was more than sex: it was love, and that tormented me. But the next day I went to the university to attend classes, and when I left the lecture, I saw him. 
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 He was waiting for me. He came up to me and said, &quot;Forgive me, I&#039;ve been a big jerk, just give me a chance to work things out.&quot; I said, &quot;It&#039;s okay, but somewhere else. It&#039;s not the right place or time to discuss this.&quot; I saw a smile on his face when he heard what I said.     We arranged to meet at 6 p.m. at my house. No one was at my house at that time. He came on time. We started talking and he was extremely nice in every way. He started telling me, &quot;I need you, I feel lost. 
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 You&#039;re the best thing I have and I&#039;m losing you with my stupid things.&quot; So I told him, &quot;I can&#039;t forget how beautiful we had it, but I don&#039;t know what to think of you. One day you are wonderful in everything with me and the next days you are a real asshole. 
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 I have put up with your jealousy, your frustrations, and your obsession with sex. I put up with you wanting to fuck me all day and all night. If it were up to you, I wouldn&#039;t work or study just to please you in bed and play your whore.     He got serious and I said, &quot;Everything I&#039;m telling you is true and I&#039;m tired of being in this situation with you again.&quot; I then lied, &quot;I feel very good right now. Being alone is good for me, and I need time to myself.&quot;   He then said to me, &quot;Then you are not giving me the opportunity to change. I want to prove to you that I love you and that I can be different. 
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 Really.&quot; At that, I softened. I couldn&#039;t keep up the facade anymore. Pretending I didn&#039;t care about him was just way too hard.     I told him, &quot;It&#039;s okay, let&#039;s start over.&quot; After all, once were happy together. A tight knot loosened in my heart and I felt like he felt the same way. We started kissing wildly, not caring about anything. 
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 We just wanted to enjoy the moment. He tenderly licked my ear, kissed my eyes, mouth, nose, everything my body gave. I was more aroused than I had been in a long time. I had the feeling that he wanted to possess my whole body. He tore my shirt and clothes and carried me. I clung to him and he took me to my bedroom to fully possess me.     I just wanted to enjoy the moment. I started kissing and licking from his feet to his fleshy lips. I was ready to leave everything behind. And I just wanted to satisfy my ever growing lust. We continued kissing wildly and he started to put a finger in my little hole. 
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 I liked it very much. He kept doing it wildly as we kissed. I didn&#039;t mind giving him a good blowjob on his big penis that I loved to taste so much. So I bent down towards his lap and played with his balls. He enjoyed it to the fullest and moaned loudly. I stopped only to massage my hole and put some lube on his penis.     Finally he had his penis where he wanted it inside me, just before my back entrance. And that filled me with chills and pleasure. He and I looked at each other intensely while he put it in and took it out again. We kissed tenderly and he told me in my ear to give myself more. I did. In that moment, I did everything he would ask of me, no matter what. And for me, in that moment, sex became something that was pure and intimate.     We did it slowly, then quickly again until we climaxed at the same time. Suddenly I heard the keys making noise in the front door. My mother was coming home from her shopping. She called for me, saying that I should help her. 
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 She couldn&#039;t have appeared more out of place. So I ignored her and concentrated on my new-found friend. I kissed him, starting at his neck and working my way down to his belly button. I looked at him. 
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 His face was still flushed. And so we stayed for a while. Luckily, my bedroom door was locked. After two hours of cuddling and a second round, I finally unlocked the room door. I then introduced him to my mother as a good friend. 
 
 
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                            <updated>2020-04-25T08:30:00+02:00</updated>
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            <title type="text">Gay stories: Like wild animals</title>
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                                            There were three of us. One was my friend, the other was a stranger. His skin was pale, colorless like snow. He had a three-day-old mustache, and best of all, he was gay. His expressionless face highlighted his fine pink lips. He stared at me with his imperious gray eyes. I ha...
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                 There were three of us. One was my friend, the other was a stranger. His skin was pale, colorless like snow. He had a three-day-old mustache, and best of all, he was gay. His expressionless face highlighted his fine pink lips. He stared at me with his imperious gray eyes. 
 I had never known anyone with a sallow and vampire-like appearance, and yet I was attracted to him. He fixed his gaze on me. He was gay and beautiful. His name was Ayrton. He said, &quot;Don&#039;t be shy.&quot;    His voice color was clear and deep. Those three words had me under their spell. And without understanding what the strange boy wanted, I impulsively looked at my other friend Bolivar. He indicated with a hand gesture the place in the room where I should go. Automatically, my feet led me to the vampire-like stranger. 
 He did not mention a word, but the position he had taken helped his provocative intent. Then he wanted me to kneel and bow before him.    So I knelt down in front of him and put my head at his feet. His feet were long, hairy like a rabbit&#039;s. They were not wide, which gave him a sophisticated appearance. His bones were very pronounced, and in the skin of his mid-foot he had long black hairs that extended toward his legs like grass. 
 As I kissed his feet, curiosity to see his whole body turned me on. At this point in the game, I realized that I had to earn it to feel him inside me.    He was playing a sort of monarch, deciding the rules of this game. He had sat down to indulge his whims. I was at his mercy. He measured his foot on my face, started beating me with his feet while I was supposed to lick his feet. I managed to catch one, and little by little I opened my mouth. 
 He subtly moved the foot I was sucking until he pulled it out and slapped my face with it. He now pushed his other foot into my mouth. But I bit at the same foot with my teeth as a sign of rebellion. He hastily removed his foot and kicked me in the face. I looked at him defiantly. He stood up and Bolivar commented, &quot;Ayrton, do you want me to help you?&quot;    I had read that the meanings of names are very important to a person&#039;s personality. They determine our character traits. Ayrton translated meant &quot;the flexible, skillful and seductive.&quot; And yes, his body was seductive. And although his posture and appearance were blunt, the sexual charisma he had overshadowed his odd mannerisms.    Ayrton replied, &quot;No, wait a minute. Let me make him a little more submissive. It&#039;s only fair to everyone involved.&quot;   Ayrton grabbed me by the hair, and while I was kneeling, he pointed my face at his face with arbitrariness. He slapped my face three times hard. From then on he smashed my head against the floor and almost crushed it with his big feet. It hurt, but it was incredibly turn-on. Ayrton gruffly ordered, &quot;Take off your pants!&quot;    I tried to take off my pants. But my attempt was absurd: I couldn&#039;t just take them off in the position I was in. The longer I took, the harder he kicked me. Now I was definitely sure that this boy had no intention of being gentle with me.    His foot went from my skull to my neck. Slowly, his fingers also went into action. He took two of his fingers and slowly guided them into my ass. Ayrton was now yelling, &quot;Hold your little ass up. Now I&#039;m going to really get to know you.&quot; A lustful tremor filled my body. Ayrton started thrusting his fingers into my ass so fast that it hurt my anus again.    Last night was my first time with Bolivar, the third in the threesome. It hurt to spray his cock in my ass. For a moment I even thought about ending the sex act because Bolivar was very aggressive during sex despite my inexperience. But I decided to ignore the pain.    I watched Bolivar enjoying his friend putting his fingers in my ass. Suddenly Bolivar grabbed my head and guided it to his penis. Ayrton was so insatiable in his lust that he now stopped with his fingers and pushed Bolivar away. 
 Ayrton tried to put his whole penis down my throat, pushing with momentum against an inner wall in my mouth. He placed my head so that I could look directly at him. When I closed my eyes, he took his cock out of my mouth. My face was wet and my throat felt hard. I moved my head away from him to cough and breathe.    He went back into action. He pulled his cock in and out so fast that my mouth was flooded with my own saliva. And finally, he held his cock as deep as he could get it in my mouth while covering my nostrils with his testicles.    I stared at him and opened my mouth wider to breathe. I struggled for about fifty seconds until I coughed up a large amount of saliva, which I expelled intensely toward his balls. I was relieved because I could breathe now. Ayrton saw how slimy his whole pelvis was. He took off his t-shirt. 
 What was to be seen? A completely hairy man, a wonderful Roman sculpture. Everything was consistent with his way of handling sex. He excited me so much that I rushed to kiss his abdomen, but he only pushed me back, which only excited me more.   Ayrton sighed, &quot;Hey, hey.... Calm down. Who told you to kiss my body? Your job here is to lick feet, suck cock and offer your ass.&quot;    Ayrton laid me on my back. Without hesitation, he penetrated me. A pleasurable pain assaulted me. I moaned out. At the same time from pleasure and from pain. He smiled. &quot;Come, it&#039;s just beginning,&quot; he said.   Ayrton did the same again, without compassion or understanding of the pain. He forced me to hold my spine up so he could thrust his fat cock into my ass once more.    Adonis in vampire-like form punished me one more time. He really looked like an animal. Because when I saw his completely naked body, I realized that he had the facial features and the slender figure of a wolf, a really big wolf! 
 This wolf with the body of a man injected a strong load full of sperm into my anus after a few minutes. When he came, he moaned so loudly that I was about to come myself. Finally, he let go of me.    I followed his cock with my eyes looking for more, even though I didn&#039;t want more. His orgasm had been my satisfaction. Suddenly, Ayrton smiled at me. &quot;You have proven yourself worthy,&quot; he said. &quot;Here comes your reward.&quot; And then he willingly lay down on the sofa, stretched his ass out to me and said, &quot;Your turn, my little sheep.&quot; 
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