Hot Gay Short Stories

Hot Springs Love Aaron is a 28 year old with dirty blonde hair, average body, generally a nice looking guy. He lives alone with his lazy, mixed breed dog he named Jax, he got form Animal Rescue a couple of years ago. They live in a small house on 4 acres of land in central California, down a long dusty drive just outside of Sacramento California. Aaron works at a hospital in the area in the pharmacy filling prescriptions for patients of the hospital, it’s a great job but Aaron gets bored doing the same thing everyday then goes home alone to Jax. I’ve got to change my life. Aaron thinks as he drives the 20 minute commute home, I’m tired all the time, no…. I think I am just in a rut and getting older, hell I’m alone and I’m tired of that. It’s been months since he had sex and that was with a guy he had met at a bar in Fresno, the guy turned to out to be a jerk, just wanting a one night stand and kept calling Aaron “Alfred”. Aaron pulls his red Jeep soft top into the Safeway grocery store...

I don't really know what I am doing as this is my first blog. I only know that I like to write gay stories, short or long. My intent is not to offend anyone, so if you do not want to read explicit text close this blog now. I hope you enjoy them and leave me a message on what you think. Pass the link on to your f riends and if you write also, I'd be happy to post your story on my blog too just send it to me in e-mail and may end up on here with your credit on it. If you want to send me something that you do not want on the blog, just let me know and I will not post it. Please read my story "Hiking into your heart". Thanks Seth

Walking along the hiking trail alone enjoying the beautiful wooded hills, listening to my tunes with ear buds firmly in my ears. I love being outside walking and listening to music, I am 25 years old, decent looking short dark brown hair and brown eyes, nothing special but a bit of the boy next door look. I rounded a tight corner on the trail not hearing the approaching bike and rider bearing down on me from the opposite direction because of my tunes. I was surprised, but not as much as the guy that slammed into me knocking me right off the trail and down the hill about fifteen feet. The rider throws his bike down, running down to me, asking all the way if I am ok? and stating that he is so sorry and that the didnt see me. The blonde roughly 26 year old leans right over my face looking so scared for my well being, "are you ok? don't move, just lay there for a minute and make sure your ok before you move" he said still with a panicked look on his very sweet and cute face. ...