Gay Locker Room Stories Novels & Stories

I was 6'4" and healthy, a big guy covered in tattoos and muscles that usually made people step aside. I walked toward my locker, completely naked, not giving a single fuck. In this room, we were all the same—meat and bone, sweat and scars. I reached for my bag, but a sudden change in the room’s energy made me stop. The locker room was usually loud and messy, but the laughter from the far end near the equipment closet felt different. It wasn't the usual friendly teasing. It was harsher. Crueler. “Please... I’m just trying to finish the floors,” a voice whispered.

He stared back at me a second later, then at Deej and gasped with his eyes widened. “Oh my God! Were you guys watching p**n!” “No, hell no! Why the hell would you say that?” Deej flared up,almost disgusted at the thought. “Shut up, Deej. You both were totally watching p**n. You are all sweaty and I could see your nipples poking out of your bra top,” he chuckled. “Chris…” I stopped, tilting my head for a second. “You do know you've had sex in the boy's locker room. I think we can watch a little p**n if we are horny,”

“Oh! God I'm sitting completely nude on my brother's lap as he kneads my boob and his friend is touching my core. God ! Please forgive me for my sins.” Nicolas finally slid two fingers inside my core and started moving it back and forth earning a moan from me. “Ahhhgh…” I moaned. Clover was licking all over my back. Nicolas started nibbling and sucking my nipples while he fingered me and soon Clover stripped off his pants. Nicolas removed his fingers and Clover slipped his manhood inside me in one go. “Ahhhh….” “No…No. Clover isn't wearing any condoms.” “Don't worry sis, we already got the contraceptive pills for you.”

Her body is also well-proportioned, a seductress that all men who happened to meet her by chance will stop by and have such dirty thoughts. Bang! A loud bang that came from Angelo locker after it was closed harshly echoed inside the locker room and can be heard faintly outside, the people inside the locker room got startled after the transferee guy did that. They scrunched up their brows and prepared to scold this brat when Angelo was the first one to say, with a sadistic smile and the phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously saying, “You can’t ganged up a little girl like that, cowards” for some unknown reason, the inside of the locker room temperature dropped, but everyone didn’t notice it becaus

The cozy suburban home of your best friend Mark is quiet midday, since Mark and his dad Tyson are out visiting old friends at a gay bar and staying there for a few days to catch up. You swing by with the spare key to grab your forgotten laptop from Mark's room, packed with explicit hentai videos and pornographic images of busty milfs getting railed by massive cocks, creamy cum shots dripping from stretched pussies, tentacles fucking every hole.*

Richard let out a raw, guttural roar, his body stiffening as he buried himself to the hilt, pouring a fresh wave of heat deep inside me. He stayed there for a long time, his weight pinning me to the bed, his heart thudding against my shoulder blades. He didn't pull away immediately; he stayed buried inside, pulsing, making me feel every dying twitch of his release. The room was silent again, but the air felt different. The "Human Messy" truth had finally settled in: I wasn't just a widow. I was the prize in a game I didn't yet understand. Richard finally pulled out and stood up, but as he reached for the last of his cloth on the bed , he stopped. He looked at the door, the one that was still

All characters are 18 years or older. This story can be read as a stand-alone. If you would like to read more about the main characters, please check out "In Love With A Lesbian Episodes" in the First Time category. This story contains elements of anal, exhibitionism, group (mmf and mff), mild reluctance, toys, lesbian, and of course lots of sex. Austin, Alanna and their housemates play Strip Poker on a rainy day and everyone gets frisky.

Justin and Stanley were also hoping to get their cocks back into the pretty blonde's ass or mouth frequently in the future, and they knew other men in the dormitory would feel the same, once they had experienced the young twink's sexual capabilities. Although nothing was said aloud, Lester would have hoped they were right, if he could have read their minds. Thank you for reading this story by me, Boxlicker101. Here is an URL to many more of my stories: h**p://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=207952&page=submissions

"Well, it's gotta have some threesome action, and I've got it in my room...let me go get it...it'll be perfect!" Sitting in the living room and watching gay p**n, the three of us were buzzed on liquid courage and horny as fuck. We sat in near silence for like ten minutes, watching this hung jock getting spit roasted in a locker room. He was moaning into a big alpha cock, and getting pounded in the ass by an equally big jock.

Rumors of students doing odd stuff in the locker room was a scandal back then, especially adult stuff. “There’s no one here.” Adrian said as he ran his hand through his hair, looking around the room. “Wh–” My phone beeped again and it cut me off. I picked it and read the message aloud. “Open locker Twelve?” I looked up and saw Alex sprinting across the room for locker 12. “Wait Al–” it was too late and he already opened it. He paused, staring inside the locker. “What is in there?” I asked. Arnold and I were going closer to it slowly. We got there and my jaw dropped. There was bold writing written on the wall of the locker.