Gay Erotic Stories

I live in a great neighborhood. Sure it’s a little rundown; the houses are around 80 years old and the neighborhood’s changed a lot over the years, but the trees are huge, the neighbors are nosy, but nice; and there’s an ethnic diversity which gives a great advantage when boy watching. There are more than a few hot studs that hang out at the corner bar, and more than a few of the Hispanic ones are extremely hot!

Anyway, there is a Mexican family (or two) living in a house across the alley from my garage. I think only one of the men speaks English, because he’s the only guy who ever says anything to me when our paths cross, which really isn’t that often. His names Chuey, he’s about 30 and acts very straight. I still like to chat with him occasionally just to check him out. Hispanic guys sure like to touch themselves when they talk to you! Chuey had this habit of rubbing his dick when he was puzzling out certain words in English. Needless to say I always enjoy those brief chats!

Last May 5th, Chuey had a party. There was a great smell from the fajitas grilling on the barbeque, that and the load music was what got me peeking out the back door. It was a great day for a barbeque, extremely warm for early summer, and there were coolers full of ice by porch. As soon as I noticed the five hot guys standing in the driveway and drinking beer I decided that “that gardening that needed doing’ needed doing immediately! So while ogling these studs and pretending to be busy cleaning up the yard, it suddenly dawned on me that I could probably see just as well from the garage window, so I eventually sauntered over that way and made my way inside.

Now I gotta confess, I’m one of the biggest voyeurs you’re ever likely to meet. I love to watch guys work and play. I get off their easy camaraderie and casual contact with each other. I started watching these guys from a side window where I knew they wouldn’t be able to spot me and started rubbing myself through my jeans while undressing these hombres in my head when…OH SHIT! Did He see me? One of them breaks off from the group and starts heading straight toward my garage! But wait…

He stops by the dumpster in the alley directly across from the window, and with a quick glance around unzips and proceeds to whip out 6 thick inches of Mexican man meat! This guy’s pissing not 10 feet from my window! It’s like he’s o stage with an audience of one.

It really started to turn me on! I’m not into the “piss- on- me” thing, but I wanted to reach out and hold it for this amigo. I started fantasizing about seeing him naked in bed as he headed back to his buddies, detouring or another beer along the way. Another hombre from the group starts strolling over my way!

I kept thinking, ”This is too good to be true”! This one had a stout stocky build. He was short in stature but with a fairly well developed chest and arms. He had wavy black hair and a thick mustache. He was probably in his late 20’s. He whips out a nice stubby uncut cock that looked about 2 inches thick. I watched him tug at the foreskin exposing a juicy purplish head and his piss started to fly in a ribbon toward the side of the dumpster. My mouth was watering as I thought about wrapping my lips around that thick dick. And walking up is another one! Don’t these guys care that they’re pissing out in a public alley were a car could pull down any minute? Hell, I’m standing here watching them from my garage and if the old lady that lives next to Chuey looked out her kitchen window, she’d see them too!

This new guy is HOT! He looks fantastic! A muscle-T and cotton sweats that show there’s definitely something big on the left side! As the stocky guy shakes and zips, this seeming Hispanic god saunters up and they exchange a few laughs. The hunk starts massaging his bulge in anticipation of a good piss as he finishes his beer and the other guy heads back to the party. Hot damn it looks like it’s getting even bigger! He’s really rubbing it as he sets the bottle on top of the dumpster, then without further ado hooks his sweats down under his balls and I behold a good 6 fat inches of thick chorizo! I’m practically swooning as I stare at his fabulous cock!

Somebody yells something to him and he tips his head back and laughs, spouting off an answer in Spanish. I shot my load just watching his hands on that glorious cock; watching his laughing eyes and that smile on his face. He was beautiful. Magnificent! I imagined that look on his face as he was enjoying fucking my ass with that glorious tool! He was so well built I would… I Froze!

He was looking straight at my window… the piss was still flowing…. but I knew he KNEW! He’d seen me! Oh god I’m caught, I thought, with my hand on my dick and jizz on the floor. I was gonna die…if not from embarrassment, then from 20 Latinos kicking my gay ass in for watching them at their private outdoor urinal!

He…smiled! I couldn’t believe it! I was struck numb. He gave a sharp nod in my direction and with a sly smile, shook; practically swung his dick a few times and tucked it back into his sweats. He stopped by the house to grab another beer as he headed back to his buddies. I just kept thinking, “ I can’t believe this!”

He must have told his buddies. I saw a few glances over at my garage and laugh. But the kicker is. Most of them didn’t seem to care! The ones who did just moved over to the blind side of the dumpster! In fact, most of them seemed to be putting on a bit of a show on my behalf, rubbing and stroking o a little as they came to piss. Some of them seemed to get a bit harder, knowing I was watching and glancing over at my garage with shit eating grins on their faces. I hoped they were getting something out of it because I sure was! I was hard the whole afternoon and I saw my horse hung buddy piss three times! I was in voyeur heaven!

As dusk started to arrive I saw him come back toward the dumpster once more. He whipped out that fine cock and pissed a little, then held it out of the way to scratch his big meaty balls. Then he held his dick in his hand and looked straight at the window and cocked an eyebrow and smiled. I couldn’t be the voyeur any longer! I reached up and put my hand up the glass and pointed to the back of the garage. My knees were weak. I was afraid I was flirting with disaster. I’d had a good three hours of watching beautiful men handling their cocks and now I was going to invite the hottest one of the bunch into my garage! I was a little scared.

He was sooooooooooo polite! I just couldn’t believe it! I was a little afraid if being beaten and raped for being this muscle stud; not that I wouldn’t have deserved it for being the degenerate gay voyeur that I was (classic example of good ex-catholic guilt) but he was so fucking polite!

He knocked on the garage back door, and when I opened it (finally having put my dick back in my pants) he introduced himself as Carlos Mendoza, Chuey’s cousin. I stammered out my name and couldn’t think of anything to say but, “Great music at his party” I felt like a fool. What do you say to a Mexican god who comes over after showing you his fat cock in an alley! So he took it from there and asked if he could use my phone for a minute, because Chuey’s sister Lulu was tying up their line. “Sure, no problem” I muttered as he followed me out of the garage and across the yard to my house. I still kept thinking when we got inside he’d cold-cock me and rob me blind and I wouldn’t be able to report it. But we get inside and I show him the phone and he smiles and says, “I won’t be long, I promise” He actually made the call. I think he was inviting someone else over. He was standing there in my kitchen and then he leans back against the sink and starts massaging his bulge through his sweats. He watches me watch, and then pauses in his conversation to give me a smile and wink. Do you really have to twist my arm or what?! He leans over toward me as he reaches to hang up the phone, then he rests his hand on my shoulder and smiles. “Amigo” he says and with a smile and nod, and a little added pressure guides me to my knees before him. I reach up, still hesitant and look into his beautiful brown eyes as he nods again and flashes me that perfect smile. I rub my hand over his massive bulge, feeling the outline of his thick dick beneath the fabric. My other hand wanders up to cup his big balls as my mouth finds the head of his cock through the cotton. I hear him sigh heavily as he loosens the drawstring and lets his sweats fall to his ankles. He is absolutely glorious! His dark skin is soft to the touch and his scent is strong but clean. His shaft glistens with my spit. And his cock is getting fuller. I think… “Shit if this guy wants to fuck me I’m in big trouble! I can barely handle his meat in my throat!” I handle his big dick as best I can but I still gag. He grins down at me and tells me to slow down and take my time. “You rush…You will never be able to take all of it if you rush; my friends won’t miss me soon… We have time.” He stepped out of his sweats and grabbed my hand to lift me to my feet. He kissed me deeply and passionately then led me into the living room. He sat and pulled me down with him onto the sofa to continue our kiss. I practically swooned. I could feel my cock raging inside my jeans, feeling trapped. He kissed me deeper, forcing my tongue to fight with his for room in my mouth. God what a kisser! He was so strong…so firm…yet so gentle! He pushed me back slightly and started to undo my pants. With a little help I was soon naked, half under him on the couch. I could feel his magnificent dick slide between our bodies as he kissed me like I’d never been kissed before.

I felt his smooth hands rub my cock and knead my balls. I so wanted to shoot, but I had to satisfy him first, so I pushed him away slightly. He grinned… he knew the score. I wanted that dick of his in my mouth again! He leaned back and I knelt before him and started sucking. I gave it my all. I started slowly, working the foreskin back and forth over his head with my lips. I wanted to take all that cock down my throat, but I knew he’d been right when he told me not to rush. I had to relax a little so I wouldn’t gag on his 10-inch tool. I rocked slowly back and forth taking more and more of him into my throat. The pressure in my own cock was fantastic. I was doing it!

I started to feel his heavy balls slap against my chin with each thrust. I heard him moan and mumble some Spanish and glanced up to see his eyes rolling back in his head as I dove for the deepest thrust yet. I gagged, but that was enough for my hombre. As my throat constricted around his huge cock, he groaned, and I as eased back I felt the pulse and surge from inside him. He grabbed my head… Not forcing me back down but refusing to let me retreat any farther. Half his dick was still down my throat as he whimpered and shuddered. I felt the warm gush as the first stream hit. I’d never felt anything like it! His hot cum slamming like a jet stream down my gullet triggered an explosion in my own cock. All I could do was swallow and dive onto his cock. My eyes were watering as I looked up to see him squeezing his nipple, a snarl/smile on his face. He noticed me watching and his smile returned in full.

I released his softening cock from my mouth and he leaned forward and pulled me up to kiss him. A trail of his spunk dangled from his lips as he sat back and stared into my eyes. “Amigo,” he said, “ I really must be getting back to the party” I felt crushed. “But I really would like you to join us. My friends and I were planning on spending the night at Chuey’s. More than one of them could use a good blowjob like that, if you are willing.” Willing? Willing? My mind was boggled. “You are more than welcome to join us, or if you prefer you can go back to your window and watch as you will. But my friends will be very jealous,” he winked. Need is need in any language and you don’t have to communicate anything if there’s a hard dick in your pants! I broke through the cultural barrier that night and found myself among some very tender and passionate friends. My new amigos! And what a fiesta! The food was fantastic! And I’ve been invited by Chuey personally to his next “Cinco de Mayo Party”.

Oh and by the way…He is straight, but Chuey is now my favorite neighbor! He comes over for a “visit” twice a week!