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Filthy Gay Stories (Paperback)
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Free Gay Erotic Story: Gas Station Fillup!
Erotic Gay Stories play an important role in the development of the LGBTQ+ literature. Gay stories are often more than purely focused on sex, but tell a picture of desire, verb, drama, but also liberation.
That's why we are so proud to be able to share the stories of Samer Bo, an Egyptian author, who grew up in a country where homosexuality is still stigmatized.
So without further ado, let's dive in the world of Samer and enjoy the 2nd short Gay Erotic Fiction Story: Gas Station Fillup!
By the way: you can find much more sexy free stories here on filthybooks!
Just screen through our free story section, where you'll also discover The Painting Crew - the 1st free Gay Erotic Short Story of Samer.
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Check out these three quick , hot gay sex stories here on filthybooks:
#1 The Painting Crew
#2 Gas Station Fillup
#3 Hayseed - comin soon!
I used to block at a gas station on the side of the way I took to college every morning. it was easy to get into and ba
Filthy Business
Brad is pretty typical of the type of degenerates who use my services. They all manage to be white-collar business types; men in their late thirties to ahead fifties; stressed to the max with their "str8" careers and "st8" lives with very little free time to indulge in their real fetishes. These suits are always watching the clock, always racing to appointments, but also anxious for sex and always living double lives; your typical American male masochist.
Walking sperm banks yacking on cellphones, balls bloated to overflowing always thinking about quick warm relief as they move about their "jobs". They're not young enough anymore for the waiting game in the bars or video arcades, but still young enough to be on the bone all day with no place to really get taken care of; by an experienced guy who knows how it feels and what they really call for. Horny masochistic closet-cases that need to be treated like fucking dirt by an older sweaty guy who will degrade them for an hour or two until get their nut. Around 40 when they've become more soph
Third Period. I was sitting next to none other than Dan. We were sitting in the very back row, supposed to be doing a writing assignment. I could never get anything done in that class. Dan had his arms stretched out and crossed on the table, stretching his adj plain white t-shirt over his strong back. The arms of the T-shirt were short, so I was able to verb his light brown armpit hair jet out past the fabric. A musky fragrance surrounded him, turning me on even more. He had strong arms, not ripped, but sturdy, like the rest of his body. He was wearing kaki shorts that reveled his extremely hairy legs. There was a thick light brown fur covering them. He wore sandals with no socks. He picked his head up, I quickly looked away. He looked at me and said,
"What period his it?" He said in his deep voice. Since our English noun didn't have a clock in her room anywhere I wore a watch.
"We have about 10 Minutes." I said, turning my head to look at him. He had a very masculine face. Chiseled jaw line, piercing dusky blue eyes, a noun goatee, and messy illuminated brown hair.
"Do you