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So now the world knows I'm gay

by Glen morris


If I was ever going to get laid, I had to get away from my overprotective mother. That's why I went off to college. Not to pursue higher education, but to get laid, That may sound ridicukous, but it's the truth.. A room in a dorm for gay men would be mine, I was told, and I jumped at it, no questions asked, said goodbye to a poor self-image, and got aboard the next bus. The only one I came to fear was a Senior who drank. A big guy. A great looking ass was a great looking ass, he said, and he was determined he was going to fuck mine. Reese, a young Frenchman , became my roommate and protector, but wanted my ass as well and one night showed up with a Camcorder to record the moment.. "I don't know about this," I muttered through my nervousness, but too late his dick was in me in another second and he was up over me pumping hard. All that we got on tape looked pretty good to me. It would have been terrible if it didn't and he let others view it. Oh, but he did and one who liked it put it on a website called Gay Tube. So now the world knew I was gay. I didn't get a call from my mother, but did get e-mails from boys asking if it was really me in that video getting fucked. I took another look at it to be sure and, yeah, it was me all right. Hoisting my ass to get the whole of the boy's cock in me before he came.


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37 Gay Erotic Stories from Glen morris

A Bottom's Best Days

Summer vacation was spent with a cousin out on his daddy's farm and in his barn every day he fucked me till the cows came home. In college I was

A real jaw dropper

At school I stopped to help a boy pick up books he dropped and noticed he held a brochure describing the housing available to gaystudents.'I'm lost,

A virgin no more

A guy I met at Walmart, he figured me to be a college student and asked if that was where I was headed.

abused by dad and older brother

Danny was a liitle guy who had to wear --- oh, what the heck do they call them --- bottle glasses, his eyesight was that poor. Kids at school called him Dr. Cyclops and teased him unmercifully. So did his dad and older brother.That's what steered him nextdoor to my place, the abuse he was getting from his dad and older brother.

Ain't Misbehavin'

A car accident took the life of a buddy of mine and to say that I was inconsolable would be an understatement, Thankfully, I was never left alone. Someone drove me to and from school and stayed with me until my mom got home.One boy slept over. If she suspected we were in bed doing what her and her boyfriend were doing in bed, she never let on. When it became obvious we wereand not

An affair of the heart

I made porn films back in the 80s. A lot of them. They paid money that enabled me to pursue an education I would never have been able to afford otherwise. Twenty years later those films came back to haunt me and a nephew living with me found out about them. Repackaged on DVD with pictures of how I looked back then, they were displayed in the adult section of most video stores.What

Beginning again

I;m the kind of guy who jumps into a relationship with another guy with both feet. That's what I did when I moved in with a friend. He promised me he would keep our relationship quiet, never tell anyone about it, but he talked his head off. I couldn't take the heat I was getting from his family.. I had to break away. I was better off in San Diego iiving with my uncle.My

Biker Sex

If I hadn't crashed my bike that day, I wouldn't have met the boy and none of this would have happened. I only skinned an elbow, but he thought it was serious enough to take me into his house and treat it.

Blanket on the floor

Getting home early, I grabbed a shower and floppedon my bed for a nap before getting dressed to go out. A buddy found me, sat down beside me on the bed, and began playing with my butt. Seeing me stir he lay down beside me..

Breaking Them In Right pt. 5

Lifting his head from his pillow, the boy looked around Darryl wasn't there, only me staring at him. ,

Breaking Them In Right, pt 1

The plan was for our two families to meet there at the house first, then go Christmas shopping together at the mall. I made some excuse for not going and went back to bed..In through the door and Into my arms came my cousin, Lloyd. .

Breaking Them In Right, pt. 2

Taking it from behind got me in deeper and I think he liked it better than face to face; I know I did

Doing the best we could.

Dad took Mom's death hard. I didn't know how hard until his brother broughthim home late one evening and asked for a sit-down talk with meThis was the second night he came home and found Dad drunk on his doorstep, he said. .

Flight of the Gone Goose

In military school I was in for harsh punishment if I so much as looked at another boy sideways. Military school was not a good place to be if you were gay. In college I was just brave enough to flirt with the cuter Freshmen. All one had to do was show he was interested and I was a gone goose. Really. I did everything I could to win him over. The shy one, especially. He couldn't say no

Fucking a new roommate, pt 2

Mine was a journey less lonely because of a gay roommate. The times hecame in with a boy he wanted to fuck he brought another boy for me. He had a Camcorder hidden to tape everything the four of us did for later playback at dorm parties. If I didn't come up with some smooth moves I would never hear the end of it, he warned. But at those parties every eye was on him. He was the center

George Did It

:What am I going to do?

Hail to thee, alma-mater

Visitors day , a group of high school Seniors touring the campus invadedmy dorm and caught me in the showers. All but one left, a boy stayed to watch me bathe.

High School Reunion.

It was scary how much eight years had changed guys and gals I knew in high school. The gals had put on so much weight I didn't recognize any of them. And the guys ---my god! Fat balding, boozers, every one of them. .Even my best friend Billy. At 25,-26, he looked near 40At 18, he was a hunk and mine to fuck, Where we picked up an interest in the school's sports program, i don't

Jarheads, Pt 4.

It got so that I depended on the next Marine my mom brought home to help me get over the one who left. Like the cutie who wanted to leave with some

Jarheads, pt. 3

Not having heard from my two young Marines in some weeks, I was againstmy mom bringing home any more. It was too painful to have to give themup not knowing if I'd eve hear from them again.But one evening in she came with this 18- year-old,

Jarheads, pt. 5

Young Marines without a family continued to show up for dinner and I was no good at pretending I was straight, I just wasn't. Not with gorgeous young things sharing my bedWhat comes to mind now when I think of them is how many really got off on the intimacy we got into waking up together in the morning.. That 18-year-old. My god! His full weight upon me pressed our bodies into one

L.A.'s No Tell Hotel pt 10

After walking by my open door and getting a look at me on the bed wrapped in a towel, he walked back by again for another look, then stepped into my room..fighting for courage to meet and greet.. Asking for a cigarette wasn't difficult and there I was with a light and an invitation for him to come in and watch TV with me.. Of course, there were no chairs for sitting, only the bed where I lay

L.A.'s No Tell Hotel 14

One boy who came in was so nervous he couldn't get three words out. until he had a cigarette.

L.A.'s No Tell Hotel 7

Matt was one of these actor fellows who worked hard to become famous, then wore dark sunglasses so nobody would recognize him.

L.A.'s No Tell Hotel 8

In the window of a shop on Hollywood Boulevard, there is a large painting of a naked man carrying a youth naked up some stairs to a bedroom. I don't know what the painting sells for, but it sure draws interest. What bothers me are the guns being sold in a gun shop across the street. Almost every day now, all across the country, there are reports of shootings, killings, mass murders. It's

L.A.'s No Tell Hotel pt. 11

I was lucky, I never had to wrestle with the truth like other boys, it came from having more fun with other boys than with girls. A cousin showed me how to use a comdon and lubricants. Rimming I picked up my own. Getting my tongue in a cute boy's ass before getting my cock in was a special treat.Getting my tongue in my cousin's ass before getting my cock in was a

Looking back

Sports kept me out of trouble. If I wasn't playing volleyball with guys at school, I was on a basketball team somewhere. Until I met Gary, a computer geek who moved in nextdoor, I was never much interested in anything else. I had to get a computer,, he said, so we could E-mail each other. We saw each other every day, why did we need E-mail? So we could talk to each other at night when

My dad was an ally

You would have loved coming over to my house. A high fence around the backyard encouraged nudity at the pool and Jacuzzi. Still, the last thing you would have heard me admit to was that I was gay. You knew , of course, in the Jacuzzi when my fingers wrapped around your cock, and you knew right where we were going to fuck --- on a mat there next to the Jacuzzi..

Pictures worth a thousand words

A buddy of mine in the hospital asked me to come visit him, he wanted to giveme his laptop.

So now the world knows I'm gay

If I was ever going to get laid, I had to get away from my overprotective mother. That's why I went off to college. Not to pursue higher education, but to get laid, That may sound ridicukous, but it's the truth.. A room in a dorm for gay men would be mine, I was told, and I jumpedat it, no questions asked, said goodbye to a poor self-image, and got aboardthe next bus. The only one I

Switch Hitter

Sally was a bitch. I don't know how I ever found interest in her. She didn't like this about me, she didn't like that about me. I don't think she liked anything about me.

Tennis with my dad

So there I was with my dad in the steamroom at his club when in walked these three gorgeous boys together bare-assed naked..

The Mating Game

I had been living in the college dorm about a week without a roommate and was beginning to wonder if I would ever get one. Then in walked this little guy like myself and he seemed nice enough,but right away started moving my things off the shelves and around to accommodate his own. I didn't have a lot of things, so it was really upsetting to see him come in and just takeover.

Wild Stallions

The first boy had a car to take me places. That right there was reason enough to sleep with him.An uncle who was gay took me in when my parents split and you can guess what kind of relationship that tuned into. To put an end to it I went off to college and hooked up with a gay roommate, cold and uncommunicative until I started buying the beer then one of the nicest,sweetest guys

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