Cocktales

Hot erotic stories of men on men. Anonymous hook ups, bathroom encounters, first times to lovers.
Cocktales are a  variety of short and long homoerotic stories from professional and amateur writers, that are collected from the internet.

  • The Farmer's Sons

    The Farmer's SonsWritten by rae121452
    Running out of gas in deep country can be wonderful. I was driving down I-75 and it had literally become a trip through hell on earth. A trip that would normally take 8 or 9 hours had stretched already into 13 with no end in sight.
    I had left Detroit that morning at 6 AM and I'd been on the road ever since. I had told my cousin that I'd arrive in Nashville in the early afternoon but it was 6 PM and I was still on the road, somewhere between Lexington and Richmond in Kentucky.

     

     

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  • Belfast Sauna

    Belfast SaunaWritten by TheJuicer
    An evening of Irish cock fun in a Belfast gay Sauna. I was looking forward to my business trip to Belfast. It had been a couple of years since I was last there and I was up for a visit to Pipeworks Gay Sauna. Several past visits had been very rewarding evenings with some lovely Irish cock to play with. I checked the opening times online to find that the place had closed a few weeks before. Gutted doesn't cover it but I did remember there used to be another venue, I had a browse and sure enough, Outside was still open.

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  • Roger the IT Guy

    Roger the IT GuyWritten by TheJuicer
    Unexpected gay office bromance with the straight IT guy. Roger had joined the company as head of IT around ten years ago. Though we worked in different departments, we had worked on a few projects and over time had become good friends at work but not really having any contact outside of it. More recently, changes in the company had meant our working relationship was much closer.

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  • Waiting in the Dark

    Waiting in the DarkWritten by Popper_Papa
    This is a story of how I started hosting a gloryhole. I am naked... vulnerable...defenseless...sitting in the dark of my house waiting for a stranger to come over. He is coming over so I can suck his cock. I have never met him. I don't know what he looks like. He says he has an 8 inch cock! The stranger answered my ad on Craigslist about a private Gloryhole. I have it here at my house.

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  • Billie's Sore Ass

    Billie's Sore AssWritten by erectus123
    Billie's Sore Ass: Sexual Fraternity Hazing Of course I am gay, just look at me; tall and slender, long bleached blond surfer boy hair, a redone bobbed nose, a bit of dental cosmetics to cure an uneven saw toothed smile and an earring in my right ear. I love to wear tight spandex muscle t-shirts with the 'V' neckline as if I had tits. I do have nice pecs and a great ass if I must say so. I wear long tight pants that show off my legs and ass. Baby, I can talk the gay lingo with those important pauses and inflections when I want too without resorting to the limp wrist. You know what I mean?

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  • Tales from Schooner Street: Don

    Tales from Schooner Street: DonWritten by kurrginatorX
    It all began with me responding to a post on Facebook. Some really misinformed guy wrote saying that sex and gender were the same thing and that everyone needed to stop making up new ways to define people. According to him, if one was born with a penis, then his gender was male, and if one were born with a vagina, then her gender was female. "And forget about these trans-testicles or whatever they call themselves," he wrote. "They're nothing more than faggots in drag." His diatribe knew no bounds, and he was unrelenting in espousing it.

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  • I Sucked The Phone Man

    I Sucked The Phone ManWritten by ronwan1010
    Several months ago I moved into a new place and I had to get the phones turned on. I was between jobs and off and at home all the time so I told the phone company to send someone out when they could. Just to let you know, I am not a cruiser. I know very little about the gay life style. I can count my gay relationships on one hand with the other hand tied behind my back. So, when the things happen to me like events I am about to describe, it freaks me out. Kind like, where did that come from?

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  • The Swim Team

    The Swim TeamWritten by Kent100
    I was 19 years old when Cindy told me she was pregnant. We had both just finished high school together and had been dating for over two years. Cindy was absolutely gorgeous, a total hottie and we were both heads over heels in love with each other. I felt so lucky to have her, as I really thought she was out of my league, and did not look at her revelation as bad news. While I loved her and planned to marry her after college, the news however was life changing for me.

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  • The Straight Guy's Secret

    The Straight Guy's SecretWritten by Lupinity
    So there's this straight guy I've met at the club a couple of times. Handsome, toned, he plays soccer. The last couple of times we've met at the club he's been really charming and low key flirting a bit. He was out with his friends, and we met at the bathroom. I'm pretty open about being gay and that I'm a very sexual being. So I was joking around with him about hooking up because I always do with hot guys just as a "joke", but if they're into it I hope for the best you know. Anyways, he was laughing and joking around with me, but nothing happened that night.

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  • Trapped

    TrappedWritten by TheNakedGinger 
    Needless to say, I didn't expect what happened today. No one ever does I guess. I was working in my garage while the wife and kids were out running some errands. I cleaned out a bunch of things from the attic above the cars and piled the boxes near the front of the open garage. Having gone up and down my ladder with boxes (while not super heavy) all morning left me pretty fatigued and sweaty. It was still the middle of the afternoon and I was hoping to finish up, shower, and maybe jack off before the family got home. Three kids later, the wife wasn't as generous with sex anymore so I re-learned how to take care of myself. Not that I don't miss the passionate sex we used to have, I just gave up on getting a blowjob ever again, sad as it is.

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