Gay Erotic Stories

With bag and stolen item in tow, the thief made his way to a service elevator. He got in and rode it to the ground level. Once out he reached into his bag and produced a disposable cell phone. He dialed a number, an answering service came on. “Thank you for calling Global Construction, please leave your message.” The monotone voice ended with a beep.

“This is zero, six, nine; item is waiting for transport.” he said into the phone. He ended the call, and as he walked past an alley, he tossed the phone in that direction. When it hit the ground, it disintegrated.

A ring came from his coat pocket; he produced another phone. This was not a one time use, it was his personal phone. “This is Manly.” he said as he answered. He walked towards the street, just as a cab pulled up in front of him. Manly ended the call, and got in the back seat of the cab.

“Where to?” asked the cabbie.

“The imperial gardens restaurant,” Manly instructed.

“The scenic route?” the cabbie inquired.

“Shortcut if you will,” Manly said.

Suddenly the bulletproof glass separating them became opaque. A small video screen appeared and a symbol with the words 'the construct' on it. The word ‘identify’ came across the screen. “Agent 069 Dick Manly,” he said

The screen flashed, and then a square appeared with the words retinal scan underneath. He placed his eye to the screen and there was a red flash. “Ah, I see you were successful Dick.” a voice sounded. “Does he suspect anything?” the voice asked.

“Not as long as I can make it to the restaurant on time,” Dick replied. A small drawer appeared next to the screen. Dick placed the small item he stole from the office in the compartment. It closed as the voice instructed agent Manly, “Keep your cover until we can decipher the codes you gave us, end transmission.”

The screen disappeared as the glass cleared. The cab pulled in front of the Imperial Gardens restaurant, and Dick got out and walked in. Soon he was seated at a table across from a ruggedly handsome man. The man smiled, as his hand reached out. Dick took it and they shook, holding it longer than needed.

“Are you hungry for anything on the menu?” asked the man in a sensually deep voice. Dick knew what the man was getting at, he also felt the man’s foot rubbing his cock.

“Not unless they serve cream of some hot guy.” Dick answered in a flirtatious tone.

“They’re not, but I am,” the man replied. He then motioned for the waiter, and informed him they would not be staying. The man took a cell phone out and made a call. “Susan?” his voice boomed. “Something’s come up.” he gripped and massaged his stretching pole as he spoke. “Cancel my appointments for the rest of the day.” he said then hung up the phone, and put it back in his pocket.

Dick and the brown haired man left the restaurant and got into a waiting limo. Once inside the sexual energy that started to rise in the restaurant took over. They were all over each other. They kissed passionately as hands roamed. Soon both were naked and Dick had the man’s dick in his mouth.

Dick wanted to make sure the man was enjoying the sucking. While he was on his knees he bobbed his head up and down, at times he would pull off and swirl his tongue around the head. Dick noticed it had a strange taste to it, as he continued to bring the brown haired man pleasure. He began to feel a little light headed, but continued his task. The man started moaning as he grabbed Dick’s head to take control of the oral action. Slurping sounds filled the back seat of the limousine. The more he sucked the cock down his throat; he could feel himself losing a battle to keep his focus. His vision spun, yet the man kept shoving his cock down Dick’s open throat.

Dick began to wonder why this feeling was coming over him; could it have something to do with the chemical taste the prick had? Dick could barely hear the man’s breathing getting heavier, and the man’s thick flesh growing stiffer and bigger. It nearly cut off the air flow to Dick‘s lungs. The man was now fucking Dick’s face very roughly, and he kept saying things like, “Yeah, take it bitch, this is the only thing you will ever take from me again.” Dick could not believe what was hearing, but by now his mind was so cloudy he wasn't sure what was real. The man finally tensed up and shot load after load into Dick’s throat, which filled up quickly enough to spill out of the corners of Dick Manly’s mouth.

As the convulsions ceased, the brown-haired man knew the tranquilizer was taking effect. “Did you think you were safe?” he asked Dick. “You should have never come to the restaurant; now the spider becomes the fly.” He chortled as he lifted Dick’s limp wrists and placed them in a pair of hand cuffs. The man tapped on the divider window, it rolled down.

“To headquarters.” he barked. The limo sped off with Dick passed out in the back.

To be continued.