Gay Erotic Stories

I have always enjoyed long walks on the beach. Living on Long Island gives me a chance to indulge this nearby walking, collecting shells and general relaxation after a long week. The North Shore has several beaches that are at the bottom of fairly steep cliffs and have an extra element of solitude. The beach itself has smooth uniform sized stones and gentle surf and lies on Long Island Sound. Across the water lies the Connecticut shore and its New England towns. It was mid October the Sun was bright and I had been shopping the wineries on the North Fork. I was feeling sorry for myself having just broken up with a promising young artist. He had found someone several years younger and with a Downtown attitude that curled my hair. In other words I was feeling seriously sorry for myself. I parked near a lighthouse and wandered through its little museum, and out onto the cliffs. a few couples walked along the edge looking down but I didn’t see any going down the steps to the water. I walked down carrying my tatami, a bottle of Long Island Merlot some cheeses and a paperback, the cliff seemed higher from the base and I walked down the beach to find a friendly spot. Finding a niche I spread the tatami opened the wine, book and slipped out of my sandals. A few sips and pages later I was feeling less sorry for myself and enjoying the warm sun and breezes. As I sat reading and feeling my glow, I heard a noise. Looking up I saw a young guy standing on one of the rocks skipping stones into Long Island Sound. His shape was terrific, muscled tight, tan and poured into his shorts and tee shirt. Of course that brought back my depression again but it was offset by a wonderful erection that pressed against my briefs. I stroked my shorts and watched his body as it moved arching and throwing the flat stones. The wine had its effect and I was feeling bold enough to slide the zipper down on my shorts certain I was hidden in my niche spying on the young Adonis. Leaning on my elbow I alternated between sipping my wine and stroking my erect cock. It was a sweet experience. My mind wandered, wondering what he would look like, talk like and feel like. I controlled myself so I wouldn’t come too fast and destroy the moment. Then he turned sideways and, pushing his shorts down over his hips. He lifted out a wonderfully shaped cock and began to urinate between the rocks away from the tide. The thick yellow stream arched into the boulders and I stared at the beautiful source. As he finished I saw him sneak a few strokes on the thick shaft. I was really controlling myself at this point wanting him to leave so I could finish masturbating without being too quite. However instead he jumped down from the rock toward my hideaway. He stopped and stared as he landed, a wide smile crossed his face. He had that tousled outdoor look of beach boys, ski instructors and camp counselors. “Well what are you doing and what did I you see?” He laughed and sat next to my tatami and smiled as I had the paperback located strategically over my erection. “Is Willy enjoying the novel?” I laughed and moved it, letting him see my erection. “I guess it’s only fair I did see you on that rock watering the sand.” he looked down, “I’m not usually so forward but..” Smiling back, “I’m sure you aren’t that’s what nice about beaches like this is the privacy.” He nodded and slipped off his well-worn Keds boat shoes. Squatting on the edge he looked straight into my eyes, ”You aren’t that erect because of watching me now are you?” His mischievous smile flitted over his face and I watched his grey blue eyes crinkle at the corners. Then he reached out and stroked my face his fingers were rough but the touch was exactly what I needed. I began to get watery and he saw it, but it didn’t embarrass him one bit. “I don’t want your name I want you, right now and I don’t care who is waiting for you or who just hurt you I want you because you are a special person.” I hadn’t heard anything like that in ages. And I grabbed his fingers and leaned towards him letting our lips meet. I tasted the salt on his fingers, lips as he tasted the wine on my tongue and we hugged tightly enjoying the moment. His hand found my cock and began stroking and making me feel wonderful as I found his bulge and felt the outline of his. We broke for a moment and slipped out of our clothes. Each of us watching the other, enjoying that first view knowing you will be involved with that other person. Ads we placed out clothes to the side we snuggled together kissing and hugging on the bamboo mat hands went everywhere as did lips and tongues. Time passed and the glow of wine was surpassed by the heat of passion. His fingers probed between my cheeks and I knew what he wanted I kissed his ears whispering it was fine and I moved between his legs to suck on his thick cock. My tongue swirled around his mushroom tip tasting and stroking the length of it. Meanwhile his fingers probed and loosened me. the stimulation was terrific. I tasted the pre cum from him and lifted my mouth from him looking at him, I nodded. He passed me a condom and I slowly slid it over him and enjoyed the feel of my fingers on him as his stroked me. I moved and he positioned himself behind me I raised my rear off the mat and felt him move behind me. Again his fingers played and moved me until I felt the heat and width of his cock pressing against me. His fingers moved to my hips as he moved against me. I pressed back trying to slow his entry into me enjoying every inch of penetration. I groaned and wiggled onto him feeling him guide me so he could go as deep as possible. He reached around to stroke me, as we searched for that rhythm two lovers find. It seemed to last all afternoon him inside me and my cock at the bursting point, of course it wasn’t but the impression was more important. As a cool afternoon breeze washed over our bodies he began thrusting harder and I met every move with my own wanting to, bring him to an explosive ending. My own cock bounced and danced hard and hot his fingers finding it to tug and pull on the swollen head. He groaned and wiggled into me pulling on my tight sack. I pressed back feeling him swell and tighten. I felt him burst into me! the warmth and pressure deep inside of me, suddenly I gasped and felt myself start to ejaculate over the mat gobs of my cum almost in unison with this mysterious lover. I felt tears but was bursting with happiness too! As I felt him collapse onto me and laughing reach for the wine. His mouth was kissing me and I thought the B&B might not be lonely tonight.