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Gay Stories
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One dare had me streaking down the hallway naked.
Another had them stripping—until all three of us were standing there, bare, hard, and curious.

That’s when it really started.

Full uncensored story? Check my bio.
July 31, 2025 at 5:19 AM
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That night we went to a party. Drinks, music, and another swimmer—tan, cocky, and just as hot.

We ended up back in our dorm, playing Truth or Dare.

It started innocent. Then it didn’t.
July 31, 2025 at 5:19 AM
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Then I met my roommate.

I opened the door and there he was: blond, lean swimmer’s body, bent over in a tiny speedo.

“Uh… hey,” I stammered.

He smiled, tugged the speedo into place. “Hope you don’t mind.”
July 31, 2025 at 5:19 AM
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The RA checking me in? Cute. Tall. Smirk like he knew something I didn’t.

He slipped me my welcome packet… with his number on the back.

“Text me if you need anything,” he said.

Orientation hadn’t even started and I was already blushing.
July 31, 2025 at 5:19 AM
Wow, love this! This could be a scene out of one of my stories!
July 31, 2025 at 4:14 PM
One dare had me streaking down the hallway naked.
Another had them stripping—until all three of us were standing there, bare, hard, and curious.

That’s when it really started.

Full uncensored story? Check my bio.
July 31, 2025 at 5:19 AM
That night we went to a party. Drinks, music, and another swimmer—tan, cocky, and just as hot.

We ended up back in our dorm, playing Truth or Dare.

It started innocent. Then it didn’t.
July 31, 2025 at 5:19 AM
Then I met my roommate.

I opened the door and there he was: blond, lean swimmer’s body, bent over in a tiny speedo.

“Uh… hey,” I stammered.

He smiled, tugged the speedo into place. “Hope you don’t mind.”
July 31, 2025 at 5:19 AM
The RA checking me in? Cute. Tall. Smirk like he knew something I didn’t.

He slipped me my welcome packet… with his number on the back.

“Text me if you need anything,” he said.

Orientation hadn’t even started and I was already blushing.
July 31, 2025 at 5:19 AM