Gay Erotic Stories

[Some stories are easier to write than others and are therefore more of a pleasure to relate. Although this one is not 100% true as some of my earlier stories have been, it is realistically based on actual people I have met and places I have visited and situations I have seen. --- Bob]

It was later in the daytime when I put my feet down at the Round Point Surf Club. It bad been a long, lonely overseas flight; that plus the steamy tropical heat of Barbados was having its toll on my body. I checked into my previously arranged single ground floor room facing the bar and restaurant with the ocean about 60 feet away.

I had visited this little jewel of a windsurf hotel a few months earlier and I was so impressed by what I saw here that I made a commitment to return before the season was over. Not that the windsurf season is ever over in Barbados as the easterly winds blow almost constantly. This attracts people from all over the world. Also unique is that most of the people here are young, single and in good physical shape, and have a passion for the ocean waves and "post windsurf partying". Hmmmmm -guess you know where I'm going with this.

It was getting on in the day (about 4:30 p.m. local time & the sun sets around 6) so I decided to just take it casual and have a drink while catching some last rays of the Caribbean sun.

I stripped from my travel attire of casual wear shucking my almost formal VK shirt, Bugle Boy slack and Versace bikini underwear, cleansed deliciously in the familiar steamy full shower, and immediately put on my new sexy blue and white high cut French bikini style suit. It fit quite snugly but with comfort holding everything snugly in its place.

As I looked in the mirror I was gratified that I had gone to my local tanning salon for the past few weeks to get rid of the paleness that was returning to my skin. What I saw in the mirror was a very good looking guy with long, smooth, swimmer legs, flat midriff, blond shoulder length hair, dimpled chin, and a decent set of pecs. I had very little hair on my body, indeed just a fleecy line of blond fuzz from the top of my swimsuit to my navel.

First stop was the bar to pick up a "rum punch" and then to a padded lounger to relax and take in the scenery.

It felt really great to finally relax and "come down" from the flight and the frenetic weeks at work. The rum worked very rapidly to soothe me from the long overseas flight. My head started to feel a bit foggy as people moved by me on the way back to their rooms from the beach. I noticed that the clientele was mainly good looking guys, some very darkly tanned, some blonde and tanned, many speaking foreign languages, most of them young, and some very cute!

Sleep overpowered my senses and I drifted off for a short while --- though I'm not too sure how long it really was. When I awoke I had rolled to my left side on the lounger and when I opened my eyes I was peering directly at the mid-section of a young, incredibly good looking guy on a lounger about 10 feet away.

He had extremely long, slim, smooth legs which were pulled up to brace a book he was reading. He appeared to be about 6'1" tall, maybe 160 lbs. in weight; long blond streaked hair tied in a ponytail, wire rim glasses, and a great face. He was sporting what looked like an expensive long gold chain with a pendant around his neck. His tan was not quite "there" yet, so I could tell that he was a recent arrival like myself. He could have been anywhere from 18 to 25 years old.

The book he was reading had a German title so I put 2 and 2 together and figured he was probably from Germany, maybe Scandinavia, certainly from Europe. His most prominent feature was the very high cut and skimpy red and white floral bikini that was just barely covering his package. The sides were only about 3/4" wide and his cock was bulging out very predominantly. The material tapered and disappeared around his cute butt.

It in fact looked more like a high cut "T-Bar" style than any I had seen recently. That got me "stirred" right away. I could feel good things in my dick and felt it grow a bit in the tight nylon fabric of my suit.

As he was reading he ran one hand over his chest and he grazed first his right nipple and then his left. He took great pleasure in running the tips of his fingers around the darkened areas and then gave them a little pinch before going on to the next one. After a few minutes of this they were standing out like two dark peas - my own tits were aching as I watched him do this to himself. My cock had extended almost to its full erect 7" curved size by now. It was almost moving the fabric of the waistband away from my body. I felt a tiny bit of wetness down there so I looked and sure enough a drop of precum had left a little dark area on my suit. In fact, with the dampness and the thin material I could see clearly the predominant mushroom head of my cock.

I raised my head up and guess who was looking right at me and smiling? Yes he smiled, gave a little wave and then settled back into his book. Now was it my imagination or did it look like he also had a raging boner imprisoned in that tight, shiny, thin material? In fact his suit was also so thin that I could make out a definite shape of a cock hood outlined there. His free hand moved from his chest down to his right leg that was crossed over the left one. He did a little scratch among the fine blond hairs midway from his knee to his thigh. My eyes must have bulged as his hand slowly moved up to his package and then gave himself about 3 gentle strokes over his bulge before moving on. I'm sure I saw his cock flex a few times while he did this. He started to laugh a bit and smiled at me again -- I could tell he was having fun with me.

My cock thought so too as it continued to leak seminal fluid into my bursting suit. This vividly reminded me of experiences, which occurred many times in my past with other guys on the high school swim team, and as a counselor at a summer camp. Many of the young guys were very hot, horny and were into intimate style underwear and swimwear and experimenting with each other on a nightly basis.

He raised himself off the lounge and started to walk my way while extending his hand to me in friendship. I got up awkwardly as I was fully erect (as was he) at this point. We shook hands and he introduced himself as Andy and said he was from Finland.

With that business out of the way he gazed slyly down to my groin area and said, "So I see you're having fun here already!" After visually inspecting his equipment I replied "Looks like you are, too!" We dissolved into laughter and ended up in a warm embrace of camaraderie, mutual respect and friendship. A little jolt of ecstasy went through my loins as our privates fleetingly touched for an instant. Andy said not to worry as most of the people here were gay and it was quite common for two guys to be intimate together.

Andy told me that he was here alone and that he had a unit on the third (top) floor of the place. He also remarked that you could see a fair ways out to sea from there and would I be interested in going there for a late afternoon drink? Would I ever!

So I grabbed my towel, Andy got his towel and book and we headed for the stairway. As I followed Andy the fluid rotating motion of his hips mesmerized me as he climbed the stairs. The long sexy crack of his ass was very defined in his tiny suit! It was turning me on more and more.

It turned out that the view from his room was spectacular. We had a clear view of the beach and the wind surfers. It was a bright room with floor to ceiling windows with a door exiting to the balcony and a large overhead tropical fan clattering away. In the background, on the local radio channel a steel drum or "pan" band had frenetic music throbbing into the early evening airspace.

Andy didn't waste any time or mince words. As we entered the breezy bed sitting area he looked me seriously and straight into my eyes as he asked "So do you want to have some fun?" I said "sure, but what is your idea of fun Andy?" "Ever heard of frottage?" he replied. I'd heard of it, but had no real idea of what it was about. The air in the room was almost crackling with sexual tension as we ogled each other's young, man bodies.

I will never forget what happened next. Andy carefully reached over and gently placed one hand on the front panel of my bikini swimwear and then started slowly but gently to rub my turgid cock through the shiny material. His other hand went to my shoulder and traced a line down my ribs, waist, and hip making me shiver.

My pelvis started to tilt out to meet his hand - it was a very hot experience as my cock ached to be free of its tiny, taught nylon prison. He took my hand and placed it on his special place where I could instantly feel an urgent quiver from his cock that was as hot as a soldering iron. Then I took the same delirious pleasure with his cock! Our fingers then tentatively explored into the waistbands of each others miniscule suits and slowly we both pulled them down off our straining and waiting bodies with eager sexual anticipation!

Our engorged cocks spilled out of our tiny suits at the same time and "slapped joyfully" together. We were so close to each other physically (and spiritually) that both our tools were striking together as if they were dueling. I couldn't quite take my eyes off the sight of Andy's monster cock. It was at least 7.5" uncut, slightly curved upward, and the bulging head was glistening with tons of pre-cum. My arms encircled his upper body and we hugged tightly. I bussed his nipples with my lips and was met with the wonderful torrid taste and essence of salt, sea, tanning oil and young man. I bent over and diverted my sex-starved lips to his tight inward coil of naval and darted my tongue hungrily in and out. He shivered audibly and quickly pulled me up to face him. Our lips met and parted and out tongues started thrashing in a hungry kiss. My hands were on his well rounded butt and his on mine, trying to get as close to each other as humanly possible without being one person.

I could feel our cocks quivering together, mashed between our bellies; our nuts slapping together and the delightful feel of his pre-cum on my body. Hungrily we kissed, hugged and rocked back and forth in an intimate dance of first time love and passion.

Andy asked me to lie on the bed on my stomach. Gladly, for this guy! I turned my head and saw him reach for a tube of k-y jelly. He leaned over and squirted a fair amount of this cool stuff into the crack of my ass causing me to jump. As he was doing this I greedily reach behind me and grabbed his cock which had a lot of its own lubrication.

I relaxed as he mounted me. The hair from his bush and his upper thighs bristled, touched and rubbed along my sensitive buns, upper thighs and legs, almost driving me wild with passion. Slowly, but with a purpose in mind, he drew his excited throbbing cock up and down the external crack of my ass. He was quite into this and it felt really good for me as well. Even though there was no penetration I could feel it deep and close in my gland. I turned my head the other way and saw our reflection in the wall mirror. This excited me even more as I could view his body working continually on my butt with his thriving cock.

Also when he bore down, the tip of his heavy, long gold chain kept "spiking" me in the middle of my back at the spinal area thus adding to the overall wonderful ecstasy of the moment.

My cock was drilling fervently into the mattress and Andy was straining deliciously with every downward thrust of his wide, muscular hips. It was so natural that I could picture him in a "rocking-chair" position doing this to me! I was getting badly in need of getting off and thus couldn't tolerate this intensely pleasurable and prolonged teasing any further. I quickly but gently flipped over to my back and met my Andy boy face to face. Our lips parted, our legs and straining cocks met and intertwined seductively. Our white bikini outlined areas of skin began sliding back and forth, up and down in a grand mixture of precum, sweat, and k-y jelly. Our bodies were glowing with heat and desire as we struggled passionately to get enough of each other!

I reached down and took our boiling, purplish cocks in my hand. This drove Andy quite wild as he thrust and bucked his hips faster and faster against my willing young body. His loud breathing really got very ragged, (so had mine) and he was moaning like he was in extreme pain. He stiffened for a long instant and then I gratefully felt first one small bit of cum followed by a huge rocket of hot white boy-juice spurting through my fingers and up over both our bellies and chests.

Within a few seconds I also started to erupt with a loud grunt and a massive flex of my enraged cock. Now we had boy cum everywhere! Andy must have shot ten or twelve times as I started to add my hot sticky load to the scene. My third and biggest pump landed under Andy's chin and the next shot onto his left nipple. Gradually we slowed down and eventually relaxed together with that vast pool of hot wet boy cum between us. Andy raised his head, met my lips, and we gently caressed, and then we slept. My last thoughts were that tomorrow would certainly be another exciting day in this paradise of an island.

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