Gay Erotic Stories

The wife and I were getting ready to downsize. My daughter was already off on her own and my son was away at university and not planning on moving back. My wife had been making overtures about getting a condo so that we could travel more. Knowing that once an idea was in her head, there was no shaking it, I gave in and started decluttering. One of the first things to go for me, was an old stash of porn magazines that had been hidden in a box in the basement for years. Cd-roms and internet and m-peg files had replaced those some time ago, but I had just not got around to getting rid of them. I knew my wife might find them in one of her purging moments and so I was proactive and got them out to the trash right away. There were quite a few other boxes of junk and clutter along with some old National Geographic that were also well past prime. I felt pretty secure knowing my wife would not bother to check any of them especially once I carted them out to the curb.

A week or so had gone by and I was putting out some waste wood and odd pieces of drywall I had hanging around from various projects when my next door neighbour Steve called out to me. He asked if I could help him with some drywall he was putting up in his basement and needed another pair of hands for. Steve was a young father and always had a project on the go so I told him it would be my pleasure and asked when he needed the help. Steve told me that his wife and son were going off to the in-laws for a week and that he wanted to get the job done while they were away. They were leaving that weekend and so I told him Saturday would be fine with me. Saturday morning I knocked on Steve’s door and I heard a voice from downstairs call, “come on down I’ve already started on the ceiling. Grab that drill by the stairs and get down here.” When I got in, took the drill and walked around the stairs I saw Steve, balanced on a step ladder, with a large sheet of dry wall balanced on his head trying to get it in place on the ceiling. I laughed as I took an old bench from the corner, stood up on it and grabbed one side of the sheet and tried to balance it for him. “Nice going man, that’s not what they call using your head. You could have split the sheet or better yet, knocked yourself out. What the hell did you think you were doing?” “Cut the shit and screw in that fucking side so I can get on with this. Oh don’t tell me Mr. Perfect forgot the box of drywall screws by the drill? “Guilty as charged” I laughed and began to drop my side so as to get the screws. “I have some in a bag over here by the ladder. Get some quick this sheet is getting fucking heavy” “ sure thing” I rattled off as I dropped down at the foot of his ladder and grabbed a bunch of screws from the plastic bag. While I was getting the screws I glanced up and Steve placed a foot over against the wall to re-position himself while balancing that sheet of drywall. In his elevated spread eagle position I could not help but notice that he was going commando today. His cockhead was clearly visible and his hairy nutsack bounced as he braced his foot up against the wall. Not wanting to get caught glancing, I quickly got back on my bench and lifted the dry wall section. I screwed in my side making sure I was dead on the joists. I then turned to Steve and remarked “ make sure you get them screwed dead center. I don’t want to have to re-do your side if you fuck up” “Hey when it comes to screwing, I’m a natural – always nail it dead center – If you know what I mean!!!` `` Sure you do – that’s why the wife`s left town and your left with your right hand as your only means of entertainment`` I joked. `Hey since when did you earn the right to comment on my sex life, or anyone elses for that matter. I bet you`ve forgotten that Adrienne even has a fucking pussy. Bet that cock of yours hasn`t seen action since Tom was born. Sure you even know what do with it?” “ Fuck you – and I’ll thank you to leave Adrienne out of this. Her pussy is nobody’s business but mine! And as for my cock – well there haven’t been any complaints- and my wife is still in town.” I drilled in four screws along the edge of the sheet and moved over to get the next joist in line. ( I looked over at Steve with both arms up in the air and his feet spread to balance his load and I got an idea – I just went with it and moved over and tugged on his shorts and pulled them to his knees.) “Hey what the fuck- what the hell are you doing? I’m going to cream you when I get this fucking piece of drywall up.” He struggled to screw in his section while I laughed so hard I ended up on the ground. He finally got the last two screws in and jumped down on top of me. He sucker punched me right in the stomach and I let out a groan. Before I could respond he pinned me down and began to yank at my shorts. “See how you fucking like it.” He tugged so hard the elastic ripped and my shorts peeled off revealing a black jock strap. I was showing a very obvious bulge and turned away. Steve yelled “Not so fast buddy” and looped his hands under the straps and pulled me back. The force of the pull and my own weight snapped both straps and the jock became a belt. As I turned back to face Steve, the pouch, not anchored to anything began to rise with my straining cock as there was nothing to contain it. There was one of those awkward moments and Steve broke the silence. “ Sorry about that “, and then he began to laugh,“ You look like one of those African bushmen in National Geographic with that thing hanging there. Why the hell don’t you try regular jockeys – they wouldn’t rip like that ?” “And what the hell do you know about fucking African Bushmen? You a specialist or something? And what makes you a fucking expert on what I should or should not wear? You all of a sudden became a fucking fashion designer?” Steve blushed a little and pulled out a stack of National Geographics and much to my surprise a few gay porno magazines which I immeadiately recognized. “ I found these in your trash last week and couldn’t believe my eyes. I saw the National Geographics and pulled the box for Julie – she loves that mag. Whoa man, good thing I checked them out first – I saved your ass. “I-I-I”, I stammered. I couldn’t think of what to say “I saved your ass for sure buddy and now its mine. Show me how much you like to take cock . My cock needs a hot place to tunnel into and my balls are aching for a good draining. I want to find out if what they say is true.” Not following what Steve was saying, my mind raced at the possible outcomes – my wife , my friends , my job maybe – what was Steve going to do? “Hey buddy! You listening at all? Is it true what they say?” “What the hell are you talking about?” I demanded as my brain refocused. I was sweating with fear and my face must have shown it. “Hey man relax- its all good. I don’t give a fuck if you occasionally pitch for the other team. Hey anyway we can get some is good as far as I’m concerned and what I really wanted to know was if it was true- you know, that a guy knows what another guy – you know, likes? When I saw those mags you threw out I couldn’t keep my eyes off them and my hand and cock were sore for days with the workout- but now I want to experience the real thing – so you up for it?” “Whoa Steve – you sure about this?” “Hey Julie’s away and its just us guys having some fun – that’s the way I see it” and with that he lowered his shorts again and started stroking his gorgeous uncut cock. I moved closer and replaced his hand with mine. His slit was dripping with pre cum and I slowly spread it over his cockhead with my thumb. He moaned loudly and I quickly took my thumb and sucked on it to taste his tasty precum. Steve looked surprised and so I took his hand, guided it over his cock and spread some more precum over his own thumb and drew it up to his mouth. He took it, all be it not totally enthusiastically, but when he tasted it he smiled and eagerly went back for more. “Never knew the damned stuff tasted so good, Fuck I should have tried this on myself years ago. Does yours taste the same ?” “Only one way to find out,” I replied and removed the black pouch covering the top of my cock. I slowly pumped my cock waiting for the precum to ooze out my slit. “I always thought I had lots of precum, but compared to you Steve I’m pretty dry. Let me work some up for you.” “Hey why should you have all the fun,” he laughed as he pushed my hand away and applied his own. His eager tight fingers got some precum flowing right away and he scooped it up and stuck his fingers in his mouth. “Your’s is a little fruitier” he joked as he made a big deal of slowly licking each finger completely. Watching him slowly lick then suck on each finger made me hornier than ever so I jumped down, grabbed his cock in my hand and as I lowered my mouth to lick his glistening cockhead I laughed and told him, “ forget the fingers, I’m going straight to the tap for mine and if I get it right I’ll bet there’s a creamy topping to finish it off” and with that I lowered my hot mouth on his rigid tool. I licked slowly up and down and then closed my mouth over that grade A meat and let my lips seal around the big mushroom head. I licked and sucked and manouvered my tongue under the foreskin searching for his slit. The swirl of my tongue seemed to drive him to a new level so I played with his slit with my tongue and sucked and chewed on his foreskin. I then moved down the shaft till I had him deep in my throat. I almost gagged with the size of Steve’s cock. It had not seemed that big even when he was stroking but it was a monster now. Steve began to really get off on my deepthroat action and I could feel him tense up and his cock throb and expand even more. “AAAAHHH fuck , OH man I am CUMMMMMMing “ Steve panted,” I can’t fucking hold back. Sorry Rick” Steve spasmed and shook and let out another roar as a jet of cum pulsed out through his cock. I could literally feel it move through his shaft and spurt down my throat, but I wanted to have his fucking jizz, didn’t want it all down my throat without a taste so I pulled back quickly and caught the next spurt on my tongue. Steve surprised me by pulling out completely and spraying my face with one, two, three more big jets of hot cum and then two little drips . “ Sorry I came so fast but that was incredible “, he panted. “I just couldn’t hold off. Man I haven’t shot like that since I was in college. Fuck that was intense” He slid his cock slowly over my glistening face and said “There you go fucker- I can’t believe your smiling while covered in my spunk and I can’t believe how hot I think it looks to see your face dripping with it.”(To be continued)