Gay Erotic Stories

In my younger years sex was not even thought of due to heavy brainwashing and religious indoctrination and I was a very late bloomer to enjoying the pleasures of sexual activity. I had a part-time job working for a florist over busy holidays. My first day was Wednesday of Holy Week and it was mainly to show me what I will be doing. The shop was a one-man operation although there was a part-time van driver for deliveries and the owner's girl friend helped serving customers on the counter. My job was strictly in the work room where orders were prepared for pickup or delivery. The store closed at 8:00 p.m. and the owner (George) said he would always drive me home as he didn't want me walking there at night. That Wednesday went quite well and I reported the next morning at 7:30. It was a very hectic day and we worked until 9:30 that evening.

George said he was going upstairs to shower before he drove me home as he wanted to stop for a beer at his club. He lived in a small apartment above the store. I followed him upstairs into the living room and I had a seat on the couch as he stood in front of me removing his clothes and talking about how busy we will be the next day. He was a tall slender man, thinning light brown hair with, very little chest hair. When he got down to his white briefs he grabbed his clothes which he had thrown onto a chair and went into the bedroom. I had never seen a naked man before and felt a bit uncomfortable but I realized I like looking at his body. I also noticed that there was a large bulge in his briefs.

After putting his clothes in the bedroom, he returned to the living room on his way to the bathroom, he was naked and his cock looked half hard, the first time I ever saw another man's cock. It was big, a lot longer and thicker than mine. It also looked different at the end as it was uncut something new to me. He continued into the bathroom and I soon heard the shower running and after a few minutes he returned to the living room drying himself and telling me "next". His cock was now fully erect and I could not keep from staring at it to which he took notice. I stripped and headed into the bathroom, showered, then not finding any towels I returned to the living room to ask about a towel. George was slouched in the middle of the couch, legs widely splayed and he was stroking his hard cock. He said "my cock always gets hard when I shower and I like to exercise it to keep it in shape". I asked for the towel but he stood up from the couch and started to dry me with the towel he used. He was standing in back of me and started with my hair then working down my body paying particular attention to drying my butt and crack which felt pleasureable as he dug down to the bottom of that crevasse. He was standing close enough to me that occasionally his hard cock would bump into my butt. Then he spun me around and dried my face, arms, chest down to my feet, then returned to my crotch. He kicked my legs apart so he could dry the area behind my balls, then he was very gentle when he dried my balls which were very hairy at that time. My cock was fully erect by this time and he slid the towel over the hard shaft to dry it, I shivered from the pleasure. Then he casually dropped the towel onto the floor and his hand was now stroking my hard cock. This was the first time my cock experienced hands that were not mine.

He looked me in the eyes and said, "looks like we both have a problem and I think we should take care of it. Do you want to touch my cock, it won't bite." Having hesitated a bit, he grabbed a hand and put it on his cock. "Now stroke it just like I'm doing to your cock." This felt so good, a pleasure which was new to me. Neither of us uttered a word as we stroked away. After a few minutes, I said "I'm feeling funny, I need to sit down." He said, "No, you are doing ok." I soon felt a rush of pleasure traveling through my body from my feet to my head. My legs were shaking a bit like they were rubber, my toes were moving, then I felt my cock seeming to get harder and some white stuff shot from it and over my hand on George's cock. That triggered his cock which shot its load onto my chest running down onto my belly.

We just stood still for a minute or so to recuperate from our orgasm. Then he took his hand and scooped some of my cum off his cock and licked it off his hand. After that, he scooped some of his cum off my belly and held it up to my mouth and told me to lick it off. Without thinking I licked it clean. It was a new taste to me but not a turnoff, a bit salty and a bit strange. He said he always eats his cum as it is healthy to do so. He then explained what happened when we orgasmed and told me the proper name of cum was semen. After a few minutes he grabbed the towel and wiped the cum off our bodies. Then we dressed and headed for the van and home for me and the club for him.

On the way to my home we were rubbing each other's crotch and were hard but we didn't get off again. I went right to bed as I was really tired but woke up about two hours later, cock was hard, I stroked off another load, eating most of it, went back to a deep sleep and woke again at 6 to get up and to the store by 7:30. My cock was hard again but I resisted getting off although I did stroke it a few times and enjoyed the pleasure from that. There is much more to my introduction to M2M sex which will cum in part two.