Gay Erotic Stories

I’ve always said that the one guy I’d love to get my hands on is Andy. He was a year above me in class so we never became proper mates but as our parents were good friends we ended up spending a lot of time together out of school. We messed around loads but never in a sexual way, though I always fancied him and envied the girls he went out with. Andy is the type of guy who just naturally has a fantastic body: tall with broad shoulders, a full chest and chunky arms and thighs. Best of all is his ass: really firm and rounded, the sort that gives me a hard-on with one look, the way it stretches the fabric of his trousers and shows off his big packet at the front. I wanked over the thought of touching it, licking it and fucking it for years. We’d never discussed my sexuality; though he knew I was gay by the time we left college and went to separate universities. One Easter holiday when we were both at home I decided to pay him a visit, I just wanted to get a look at that ass again for some wank material. It was a warm afternoon when I walked over to his house; he looked as horny as ever in a pair of beige shorts and a baggy white T-shirt. He seemed a little surprised to see me as we hadn’t talked much for ages and it was awkward at first. "How’s things?" he asked as he got me a beer from the fridge. "Fine," I replied. "It’s good to see you." "And you," he said. We sat in the living room to watch some telly. His mum was at work and his dad was asleep upstairs after doing a night shift. After talking for a while about life at university - living away from home, our studies, all the parties - the conversation dried up. We had been glaring at the screen for ten minutes or so when he suddenly asked me if I had a boyfriend. I was shocked. "No," I answered coyly, "not at the moment." "You getting plenty of sex though I bet." "Yeah, I guess so, more than most of my mates." I was one of the best looking guys in the year so I had no problem getting laid. For some reason I felt too shy to ask him about his sex life. "The only advantage I can see about being gay is that you get your ass licked," he said, smiling over at me. "Don’t straight people do that?" I asked, feeling smug. He shook his head. "One girl did it to me a couple of years ago, it felt so good I kept pushing her to do it again and again but she wouldn’t. Since then no girl would even consider it however much I lick their pussies." There was a pause as I pictured him fucking a girl, his gorgeous ass riding up and down as he worked himself up to squirting his load. "I love licking ass," I said, trying not to sound too suggestive in case I freaked him out. "It’s my specialty." He went quiet for a few seconds, looking down at his beer. I felt my cock stiffen as I imagined pulling down his tight shorts and tucking in. "Perhaps you could help me out, show me what I’m missing?" His request seemed so unreal I almost laughed. "Sure, I’d love to," I told him. He glanced around the room as if to check we were alone then put his beer down on the floor. He got up off the chair and without looking at me he turned around and took hold of his tight shorts. By now my cock was rock hard and tingling to be played with. I watched eagerly as he began sliding down the fabric revealing the backside I had longed to get my hands on for years. When his butt cheeks were revealed I sat forwards in my seat and stared at his ass with wide-open eyes - it was as delicious as I’d imagined - a meaty, rounded bubble butt, lightly covered with dark hair. He bent over and pushed his shorts down to his ankles, stepping free of them to become completely naked except for his T-shirt. He knelt on the chair and leant over, positioning his thick, muscular thighs a foot or so apart. I moved onto the floor behind him and gazed at what I was about to taste - it was incredible, the perfect athletic body, every gay man’s dream. I ran my hands over his strong legs and up to his waiting crack. I then rubbed his butt cheeks, massaging them and enjoying the feel of the firm flesh. He began pulling on his big hairy balls that dangled underneath. "Stick your tongue in," he said, wanking himself. Slowly I sank my face into his ass, running my tongue up and down the groove. It tasted warm and sweaty. I placed a hand on each side and pulled him apart so I could get in deeper. "That’s it, lick right in my hole," he ordered, looking back over his shoulder at me. He couldn’t wait to get a good rimming. "Yeah," he sighed, "get in there….mmmm that’s good….I want to feel your tongue inside me." I made his ass really wet and slippery as I forced my tongue in and out and rubbed it round and round his sphincter. "Open your legs wider," I told him. He immediately spread himself across the chair so that his knees were on each armrest. I could hear him wanking and his breathing becoming faster as he got more and more turned on. I licked up and down whilst stretching his cheeks far apart to expose the middle of his tight hole. Soon he was moaning, sticking his ass right up in the air for me to eat and squirming with the pleasure of my probing, hot tongue. "Oh that feels so good," he groaned, "really get in there, get your tongue deep in my hole." I could feel him pushing back onto my face as I pleasured him and it was making me horny as hell. I couldn’t believe I was finally getting to play with his beautiful butt and he was loving every minute of it. "Play with my balls and cock," he asked, so I reached under between his spread legs. I wrapped one hand around his thick, hard cock and with the other I tugged on his hairy sack. He took over holding his cheeks apart, pulling them as far as they would go so the red of his hole was visible. His luscious ass tasted so good I could feel my pre-cum soaking the crotch of my jeans. "Let me fuck you," I said, "I need to cum in your ass." By now he was so turned on he needed me to keep working on him. He knelt on the floor in front of me and bent himself over the chair. "Spread your cheeks again," I said, unbuttoning myself. My throbbing cock sprang out, the big, bulbous end dripping with pre-cum. I rubbed it over his stretched hole and waited for him to ask for it. "Push it in, come on fuck me." Slowly, I slid my stiff 8" tool into his ass and with several small strokes sank the whole length of it into him. He gasped at first and pulled away a little but soon found the pleasure of feeling me inside him. "Aaahhh that’s good, yeah fuck me, aaahhh yeah fuck my wet ass." His tight ring felt amazing gripping onto me as I thrust back and forth whilst holding onto his hips. He moaned wildly, playing with himself begging me to fuck harder. The two of us found a fast rhythm, bouncing off each other, grunting and gasping. The sight of me going in and out of his perfect backside drove me wild. "Do you like that?" I asked. "Yeah, that’s good…it feels so good having you rubbing up and down in my ass hole." "So you like having your ass fucked, do you son?" a voice suddenly came from nowhere. I fell back onto the floor and Andy spun round and sat looking up at his dad. The two of us froze: we had been caught, our full erections shiny with pre-cum. "I wondered what all the noise was about." Andy’s dad always scared me when I was younger: he is a big guy, over six foot and heavily built, and really strict compared to my father; he often gave Andy a good beating. At first I was expecting to get thumped and kicked out the door but then I realised he was wearing nothing but an untied dressing gown and he was slowly wanking his own hard cock. I had never seen one so thick: he couldn’t get his hand all the way round as he pulled the foreskin on and off his huge knob. It was really wide, fatter than a beer can, and about 8". "Get back over that chair son," he instructed, "I’ll give you something to moan about." Andy looked terrified; he eyed his dad’s massive rod of meat and gulped. "Be careful dad," he said. "Bend over that chair and stick your ass out!" There was no escape. "Not too hard dad!" Andy pleaded, getting back into position. "Shut up," he said. He threw off his gown and dropped down behind his son. "You should have told me you liked being fucked up the ass, we could have done this years ago." I sat back and watched Andy’s dad force his fat cock head in and begin working in the shaft. Andy threw his head back and gasped from the pain of being forced so wide open. He tried to move away, further up the chair. "Get back on your dad’s prick!" the man yelled pulling powerfully on his son’s hips. "You’re gonna take it until I’ve filled you with my spunk, boy!" The sight of the fat shaft going in and out of Andy’s horny ass made my cock return to full stiffness. I grabbed hold of it and began pleasuring myself again whilst getting a good view of the rough fucking beside me. Andy grimaced and groaned each time his dad rammed into him, making his son take the brunt of his hard fuck action. "Yeah, that’s good son, your ass feels good on my dick." After a minute or so I could tell Andy was enjoying taking all of his dad’s length and thickness. "Aaahh yeah," he yelled, pushing back to take it, "that feels nice dad….yeah….fuck me…fuck me as hard as you can dad…aaahh…" He reached round and pulled himself apart so his dad could get all the way in. Andy’s dad ordered me to pull on his balls and stick a finger in his ass whilst he fucked. I did as I was told and watched as the two of them as they writhed and groaned with ecstasy. Several hard, deep strokes later they both gasped as they approached orgasm, then simultaneously they shot their hot loads of cum - Andy spurting jets of spunk over the chair and onto the floor as he wanked himself, his dad squirting wad after wad of thick cum deep into his son’s spread asshole. They collapsed in a heap, leaning on each other’s sweating bodies. "That was one hot fuck, son!" the man said squeezing the last drop of cum from his own cock. "Yeah dad, that felt great," Andy said as he got his breath back. "Now I want you to eat his cum," his dad said, looking at my throbbing erection. "Suck on his dick." I lay back and with immense relief watched my cock disappear into Andy’s mouth. His dad pushed his head down further so he gagged a bit as the last of it slid past his lips. The feel of Andy’s tongue and wet mouth rubbing up and down over me quickly made me shoot, streams of my cum shot into his throat and over his face as I bucked about on the floor releasing the pent-up desire. "Yeah, that’s it son, lick it all up, there’ll be more where that came from, let’s all go up to my room, we’ve got at least four hours until your mother gets back." Obediently, Andy and I got up and followed his dad up the stairs. I watched Andy’s butt move in front of me and imagined taking his dad’s dick in my own ass and knew I was in for a fantastic afternoon. Email me if you liked this mneilsont@hotmail.com