GayDemon's Stories: On this page you can find erotic fiction where you can read about men having gay sex with other men & tales of male sexual adventures.
Trapped on a fraternity retreat, Wyatt’s double life is closing in. A persistent hookup threatens his secrecy, while forced proximity to a fellow pledge exposes a new vulnerability. At school, a Grindr exchange with a baseball player offers a dangerous escape, tempting him with a transaction that could shatter his carefully constructed world.
The door to Professor Pritam’s office washroom swung open, breaking the intense, private world he’d built around us. My heart, already hammering from his brutal fucking, seized with a new kind of terror. Who—?
I was content to stay this way, not wanting to go anywhere, as I experienced a deep personal connection with Paul. The feeling was warm and comforting, and at the same time alien and strange. My mind raced, and I could hear my heart beating as I accepted the feelings washing over me.
Steve and Gerry are archaeologists with a job to do. Dig an exploratory trench at an ancient barrow. Simon, a woodman in the New Forest, happened to pass by and, seeing the two PhD wearing nothing but their briefs, he invited them to the ancient stone circle nearby for a few beers, history stories and something to eat. What could go wrong?
I looked down the narrow aisle at the comically small door of the lavatory. I looked back at his six-foot-two, solid-muscle frame of 240 pounds. “In there?” I hissed. My 57-year-old retired police officer with the daring rejuvenated freedom of a teenage delinquent lately with the physique of a Roman gladiator grinned. How could I say no?
This is Augie's Tinder date with a large-frame, perfect teeth, confident lovemaking beauty of a man who fucks him on the floor in a huge shower cabin under the tropical rain mode.
Our professor gets a Tinder message from a guy who sounds polite, courteous and distance; after a day of being English gentlemen, the President of the local English Club gives our professor a passionate fuck over the armrest of a huge armchair.
“Got room for me?” Aldo's deep voice added as he moved in around Dom, holding his cock in his hand, hiding it from sight as I took in his darker looking body. Dom was all smooth and a bit thicker in build compared to his brother's more defined muscular build with a splash of hair on his hard pecs and that sexy line leading down over his abs.
The cross above the chapel hadn't changed.
Neither had the brick steps leading up to it, or the way the stained glass bled color across the front pews when the sun hit it just right.
But I had.
Ten years away had a way of doing that to a man.
Kade bit his bottom lip. He moved across the room and pressed his lips against Emory’s soft lips. He enjoyed the taste and feel of those juicy lips. They began to kiss. Kade parted his lips, and Emory slipped his tongue inside the man’s mouth.
Jess Carter has always felt that people just look past him. He doesn't consider himself good-looking or even interesting. He desperately wants to be in a long-term relationship. When Cole Blankenship walks into the bar, Jess is sure that Cole will not be interested in him at all. A couple of gin and tonics later, Jess's life will change forever.
Blindfolds snap on. Hands cuffed. A stranger’s tongue owns Derrick’s hole while Gus’s monster cock breaks a whimpering VIP across the room. What starts as a paid gig spirals into a two-hour assault of impossible positions, a savage double-fuck, and five loads forced down Derrick’s throat.
The photos did not do him justice as the masculine married mechanic I had blurted out to pointed a thick finger sideways. Ivan Volkov was standing with his back to me, bent over the engine bay of a classic Chevy pickup before he heard me and turned, and my first, purely intellectual thought was: So that’s what a mountain looks like in coveralls.
After a semi-relaxing Holiday weekend, Noah takes Taylor home for Sunday brunch and to meet the family. Taylor is nervous about meeting the family, this was a first for our hot loner. Noah knows how to put him at ease.
I saw Theron approach. He did not charge. He simply stood, his presence a challenge in the still air. I could not hear their words, but I saw the set of Theron’s shoulders, the unyielding line of his spine. I saw Brasidas turn, his laughter a silent, ugly gesture that I felt in the pit of my stomach. My heart was a frantic drum. Don't.