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 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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  • The Preacher and his Wife

    The Preacher and his WifeWritten by HerLittlePiggy
    Elizabeth was a tall, thick corn-fed Iowa farm girl. She had short blonde hair, big pale blue eyes and a warm inviting smile. Her body was thick and strong with broad shoulders, full hips and modest b cup breasts.
    She was a prim and proper preacher's wife with a dark secret. No one in the congregation knew what she and her preacher husband did behind closed doors but if they did they'd have been shocked.

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  • Coach Able

    Coach AbleWritten by Turbidus
    "What's the problem, Rich? You forget where the exit is?"
    "No, coach. I was running over the mistakes I made in practice and telling myself to get started on my Freshman English composition."
    Rich mentally congratulated himself on staying cool. He'd been busted, sorta. He'd been stalling, desperate for glimpses of his coach walking back and forth from this office to the shower. Coach was careful. He always had a towel wrapped around his waist. Rich didn't care. He'd been stalling longer and longer and now he was paying the price. His coach had not only noticed. He was calling him on it.

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  • Daddy's Good Boy

    Daddy's Good BoyWritten by XxPrinceAnonomousxX
    Damien was a complicated man. He required things just so... he required control. He had to have complete control over his lover. He had to know that his lover depended on him for everything. He had to know that his lover worshiped him, just like he'd worship his lover. Damien was a flirty man on the outside, he didn't seem to have any serious relationships, and everyone just assumed that he slept around, but Damien couldn't.

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  • Tied To The Bed

    Tied to the BedWritten by SluttyBisexualGuy
    "Dude, I need your help, and it's gonna sound crazy, okay?" Caleb immediately said as he opened his front door to let his friend in.

    His best friend Adam has just arrived after receiving a frantic phone call from Caleb only twenty minutes earlier explaining that it was an absolute emergency and that he needed him to come over immediately.

    Caleb lived not too far away on the other side of the campus and so he quickly threw on some runners, his jogging shorts and a gray sweater and headed over to his best friend's apartment to see what was so urgent.

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  • Anal Peep Show

    Anal Peep ShowWritten by wiley4377
    It started when I was 19 and for the next five years, I enjoyed anal intercourse with several men. Two men were regular visitors to my apartment over the garage of my parent's home. I measured Bill's cock at 11 inches long and 3 ½ inched wide. George was 10 inches and slightly thicker than Bill's.
    Both parents worked until eight or nine each night except weekends. Bill and George visited almost daily between four and six. I had a part time job on weekends.
    I liked the sex so much that I installed several large mirrors on the walls so I could enhance the experience.
    Here is my story.

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  • Bath-House Surprise

    Bath-House SurpriseWritten by BiFunRtb
    To start off, a little about me; I'm an athletic guy, just short of the 6ft mark, with an extremely naughty side. What transpires here is a true story, and happened in a popular bath house located in Johannesburg, South Africa.
    After years of slowly exploring my curiosities, I became ever more confident in accepting my own desires. This lead to my first gay encounter with a close friend, who was also curious, and after admitting his curiosity, we ended up taking each others "virginity", although I will recount that encounter in a future story.

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  • Top of the Morning

    Top of the MorningWritten by JasonClearwater
    I woke with Will's sweaty heat against my back, and lay listening to him breathe. He was still asleep, his hand resting against my side, his fingers twitching as he dreamed.
    Sunlight streamed through a gap in the curtains, cutting across us both. Nearly midday, I was guessing, although I didn't want to reach for my phone to check in case he woke. In case he left.
    He's going to leave eventually.
    Everything Lucy had said the night before came back to me like a punch to the stomach. That Will had engineered our breakup. That he was poison. And Will, the anger in his voice when he'd accused me of not being honest with myself about this being more than just two friends fucking. Both of them angry, both of them willing to cut me out of their lives because I didn't know how to deal with any of it.

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