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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 69
The Library
It was the mid 1970s and I was a 20 yr old virgin who had left home after high school and moved to a city out west. I had kissed girls and made out but not gone all the way. While I found pretty girls nice to look at I found myself looking at men more and more with growing gay desires. I worked in a factory then from Monday to Thursday 10 hour night shifts. Later I would go back to school and get into a profession but at that time I was a manual laborer.
On Fridays I went to a library to read books and browse. I started checking out books on homosexuality to satisfy my growing curiosity. There was an older custodian there who I would notice cleaning shelves and walking around. A couple times I had the feeling he noticed the gay books I was looking at and lingered around. For a few weeks he hovered around and I saw him checking out my small ass one day. At first I was self conscious when he was around then I began enjoying his attention.
One afternoon he moved close to me and whispered in my ear. " Come downstairs I want you to see sonething". I looked at him. He was in his late 60's,bald and chubby with glasses and full lips. He was not attractive but for whatever reason his look soothed me. Initially I was wary of going with him but the weeks of glancing at these gay books instilled a growing horniness in me.I followed him to the basement where there were various storage rooms I presume. He unlocked a door and went into a small room with an old couch,table and chair,counter and coffee machine. It was a room to take breaks in. He had me sit on the couch and sat beside me. I was nervous as he smiled at me. He reached beside the couch and pulled out a magazine. He handed it to me. It was a gay magazine. He asked me to look at it. I did as he asked and saw pages of naked men with their cocks hanging out some of them fully erect. My own cock got hard and my heart started pounding. I was turned on. His hand began roaming my leg as I turned the pages excitedly. He found my bulge and unzipped me. Soon he had my hard cock out stroking it. It felt so good. I put the magazine down. His head went down into my lap and those full lips encircled my cock. He sucked me in and began bobbing slowly on my cock. I felt pleasure more intense than when I masturbated. He kept sucking until my cock exploded in his mouth. He sucked me dry. I got nervous after worried someone would knock on the door. I got dressed and hurried out as he watched me. I left the library flustered. That weekend I masturbated reliving that encounter.
The following Friday I felt compelled to go back to the library. I got there and within a half hour he saw me. He whispered in my ear to come downstairs. I whispered back that I was worried about being discovered. He then told me he got off work in an hour and we could go back to his place. I thought this is getting into unknown territory but I agreed. I went outside to nervously have a cigarette as I smoked in those days. As I smoked my cigarette images of his head bobbing on me flooded my brain and my cock got stiff. Later he saw me in the library and together we went to the parking lot and I got into his old car. He drove us to an old apartment building. I followed him to his apartment. Inside he made us a couple stiff drinks. As I sipped the booze he felt me up on the couch. Our eyes met and lingered. His old face began looking sexy to me. I thought what is happening. There was a growing surrender to his advances. This time he kissed me softly. It was so different to a woman. I liked it and the kiss opened me up further. My mouth opened to join his and we frenched deeply tongues and lips intertwined.
I was soon naked with him in his bedroom. His naked soft body all over mine as we kissed passionately. He sucked again and made me cum. That night he made me orgasm 3x in his mouth. I spent the weekend and sucked his short stubby cock for the first time loving its feel and texture and swallowing the little spurts of salty cum. After this weekend I was at his apartment every weekend. He and I became more and more loving as the sex went beyond oral. His cock entered my ass and he took my virginity. He preferred to top me and I got used to being the receiver craving that fat little cock inside me. My coworkers kept asking me if I had met a new girlfriend and I coyly hinted I had not telling them an old bald man was now my boyfriend. We never went on public dates just had sex at his place as I slept over. I felt strangely content and loved. One weekend 1 year later he told me he was in love with me and wanted me to move in. This scared me because I was also now in love with him but had no intention to live in a gay relationship that sooner or later would be discovered. It was that fear of social stigma,of others seeing this slim young man with an old guy that finally made up my mind. I left the city.
On Fridays I went to a library to read books and browse. I started checking out books on homosexuality to satisfy my growing curiosity. There was an older custodian there who I would notice cleaning shelves and walking around. A couple times I had the feeling he noticed the gay books I was looking at and lingered around. For a few weeks he hovered around and I saw him checking out my small ass one day. At first I was self conscious when he was around then I began enjoying his attention.
One afternoon he moved close to me and whispered in my ear. " Come downstairs I want you to see sonething". I looked at him. He was in his late 60's,bald and chubby with glasses and full lips. He was not attractive but for whatever reason his look soothed me. Initially I was wary of going with him but the weeks of glancing at these gay books instilled a growing horniness in me.I followed him to the basement where there were various storage rooms I presume. He unlocked a door and went into a small room with an old couch,table and chair,counter and coffee machine. It was a room to take breaks in. He had me sit on the couch and sat beside me. I was nervous as he smiled at me. He reached beside the couch and pulled out a magazine. He handed it to me. It was a gay magazine. He asked me to look at it. I did as he asked and saw pages of naked men with their cocks hanging out some of them fully erect. My own cock got hard and my heart started pounding. I was turned on. His hand began roaming my leg as I turned the pages excitedly. He found my bulge and unzipped me. Soon he had my hard cock out stroking it. It felt so good. I put the magazine down. His head went down into my lap and those full lips encircled my cock. He sucked me in and began bobbing slowly on my cock. I felt pleasure more intense than when I masturbated. He kept sucking until my cock exploded in his mouth. He sucked me dry. I got nervous after worried someone would knock on the door. I got dressed and hurried out as he watched me. I left the library flustered. That weekend I masturbated reliving that encounter.
The following Friday I felt compelled to go back to the library. I got there and within a half hour he saw me. He whispered in my ear to come downstairs. I whispered back that I was worried about being discovered. He then told me he got off work in an hour and we could go back to his place. I thought this is getting into unknown territory but I agreed. I went outside to nervously have a cigarette as I smoked in those days. As I smoked my cigarette images of his head bobbing on me flooded my brain and my cock got stiff. Later he saw me in the library and together we went to the parking lot and I got into his old car. He drove us to an old apartment building. I followed him to his apartment. Inside he made us a couple stiff drinks. As I sipped the booze he felt me up on the couch. Our eyes met and lingered. His old face began looking sexy to me. I thought what is happening. There was a growing surrender to his advances. This time he kissed me softly. It was so different to a woman. I liked it and the kiss opened me up further. My mouth opened to join his and we frenched deeply tongues and lips intertwined.
I was soon naked with him in his bedroom. His naked soft body all over mine as we kissed passionately. He sucked again and made me cum. That night he made me orgasm 3x in his mouth. I spent the weekend and sucked his short stubby cock for the first time loving its feel and texture and swallowing the little spurts of salty cum. After this weekend I was at his apartment every weekend. He and I became more and more loving as the sex went beyond oral. His cock entered my ass and he took my virginity. He preferred to top me and I got used to being the receiver craving that fat little cock inside me. My coworkers kept asking me if I had met a new girlfriend and I coyly hinted I had not telling them an old bald man was now my boyfriend. We never went on public dates just had sex at his place as I slept over. I felt strangely content and loved. One weekend 1 year later he told me he was in love with me and wanted me to move in. This scared me because I was also now in love with him but had no intention to live in a gay relationship that sooner or later would be discovered. It was that fear of social stigma,of others seeing this slim young man with an old guy that finally made up my mind. I left the city.
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