Gay Locker Room Stories Novels & Stories

The room spinned as I clenched my teeth hard while my cock shot out loads of sperm. Then the door swing open, “Oh my god, Jake!”

Brock’s hand stayed firm on my lower back as he led me through a side door of the fire station two hours later. The building was mostly quiet, the night crew already out on another call. My legs still felt shaky from everything that had happened, the fire, the rescue, and what he’d done to me in the back of the truck. “Stay close,” he murmured, guiding me down a hallway. “No one should be here for a while.” The second we stepped into the locker room, he locked the door behind us. The space smelled like soap, sweat, and metal. Rows of lockers lined the walls, benches in the middle.

*New Collection **Story Synopsis** Queen bee Madison and her two hottest friends corner the shy school nerd Jay in the empty locker room after a cruel dare. What begins as vicious public humiliation quickly spirals into something far darker and more addictive when they uncover the massive secret he’s been hiding beneath his baggy clothes. ...... I couldn’t stop grinning as we shoved Jay the nerd boy through the heavy metal door of the boys’ locker room. The whole place smelled like old sweat and chlorine, the lights buzzing overhead like they knew something filthy was about to happen.

And that is how locker s*x turned into angry s*x. “Ah Kyler ! Fuck !!” I spoke through gritted teeth when Kyler suddenly pinched and twisted my n*pples pleasurably hard and went King Kong with his Big Gong inside my tight chute. I did not know which was more arousing- his dirty talk or watching his thick pink sausage thrust in an out of my squelching hole in front of the locker room’s long mirror. Grrrrr. Oh shit ! I just realized that I was into and had a major kink for it, coz it did not take long before I was disobeying my furious mate and creaming all over his joystick just because of it.

I’m not that desperate to see him. I had to do something, though. With a racing heart and a stupid idea. I pushed the locker room door open. The locker room was bigger than I thought. I marched into a room full of naked men! I came face to face with some firm ass. Their dicks were out and their boxers flashing for the world to see. Dripping wet men were everywhere. It smelled like wet boy in here. Which wasn’t entirely bad. They spotted me one by one in slow motion. Their eyes widened, and the room erupted into chaos. It’s too late to turn around now.

“The way he talks about it, he certainly has had much more sex than me –“ “Has he really?” I ask quietly, eyes still wide. “Wait, when do you talk about this sort of thing?” “I don’t know, Warrior Track stuff, I guess. Locker rooms.” “And not around me!?” Jackson drags his hand away from his eyes and smiles down at me. “Yes, Ariel. Explicitly away from you. I have a feeling that your brother and your cousin are quite eager to keep their discussions of sex away from you, and especially as they know they’d involve both of us, I don’t think they’d want to hear your stories either.”

"Big and thick. Fill me completely." He thrust steady at first, building speed. The locker room echoed with our sounds. "So warm and wet," he growled. "Grip me tighter." I wrapped my legs around, urging deeper. Pace turned frantic. Skin slapped, sweat mixing. I came hard around him, crying out. He followed, pulsing release. We panted afterward, foreheads touching. "Intense session," I laughed softly. "Best kind," he replied. Talk turned personal again. He understood grief, shared his own losses. The connection felt genuine.

A thick gush of his cum poured out of my gaping hole, soaking Lyra’s sheets even more. When we both came down from the high...“Go back to your room,” he whispered, "and be on your best behaviour, because this… we’re definitely doing this again.” I nodded weakly, legs barely holding me as I pulled on my shorts. Cum soaked into the fabric immediately. I slipped out of Lyra’s room on trembling legs, I entered the shower and cleaned up a little, then quietly entered my own room, sliding into bed just as Lyra stirred. “Leo? You’re home,” she mumbled sleepily.

He pulled his tongue out of her pussy and licked her clit again. The room spun. Lara struggled to remain upright. Raymond slid two fingers into her pussy. He didn't stop licking her clit. He curled his fingers against her G-spot. Lara’s legs trembled violently. Her full breasts heaved as she panted. The sloppy sounds of his mouth on her pussy echoed through the empty lecture hall. The fear of getting caught had vanished. “Please. Don't stop. I need to cum,” she begged. “Raymond, please let me cum this time. . ."

he muttered, as he shot the door behind. “Liam… this isn't safe here”, I voiced out. A little smile appeared at his lips “And why is that,” he muttered as he got closer to me. “We can't practically have sex in every damn place.. This is the locker room,” l murmured, my voice barely above a whisper. “What makes it different.. we have done it before here,” he whispered, his now teasing my hair down to my face. “That was…” “Bathroom or locker room.. It isn't the place, what matters most is you,” he muttered as he cut me off, which sent a shiver down my spine.