Gay Erotic Stories

I stared at my car in disgust. It had been parked in the airport's remote lot for the last three days under a large shady tree that appeared to be the favored pooping place for all the birds within a 15 mile radius. Even in the dim light of the parking lot, I could see that my dark grey 4-door was polka-dotted with pigeon poop, as were the handful of other cars within the immediate vicinity. "Shit!" I heard the tall, thin blond guy gazing at his shit-spotted Beemer two spaces down from me. He was dressed in a tasteful navy business suit only slightly rumpled from his time in the air. I snickered at him, "This happens to me every time I park here. You'd think I would know enough not to be seduced by the shade." "I hate LAX!" he grunted. "This wouldn't have happened if they hadn't screwed up my flight out of Orange County. I wonder if my client will reimburse me for the damage to my car. This stuff eats the paint away, you know." "Yeah, I've heard that," I replied. "There's a self-wash just a couple blocks from here. If you get it off now, there shouldn't be any damage." "I suppose that couldn't hurt," he said. "Where is it at exactly." "It's just up the street on your right," I offered. "I'm headed there myself. You can follow me there if you want." "Okay cool. Thanks," he said as we climbed into our cars. I couldn't believe how warm it was. At 1:30 am it had to have been about 85 degrees -- unseasonably warm for this time of year. I loosened my tie as I paid the parking attendant and exited the lot, slowing down so the guy could catch up behind me. Within just a couple minutes we were pulling into the self car wash. I entered the farther of the two stalls and he pulled into the other one. As I was getting out of my car, I heard him exclaim, "Shit!" "What's wrong?" I asked. "This just isn't my night, or morning, or whatever the hell time it is. This thing is out of order," he said pointing to a sign pinned to the washing mechanism. "I'll be quick here," I said as I pulled off my jacket and tossed it in the back seat. "If you wanna give me a hand, it'll go quicker, and then I can help you with yours." "Might as well," he said, still irritated. "I'm probably gonna end up getting this suit soaked. It's brand new." "Take it off," I said without hesitation as I unbuttoned my white dress shirt. "What?" he spewed. "Take your suit off. I'm taking mine off," I said as I threw my shirt in the car and removed my shoes and socks. "This time of night, there's nobody around. My boxers are basically shorts anyway." "Or are you a briefs man?" I said with a smile. "Going commando?" "No, no," he replied with just a bit of a smile. "Boxers here. I guess I've never hung around in my underwear at a car wash." "First time for everything," I replied, slipping off my pants and throwing them into the back seat with the rest of my suit. "Now c'mon if you're gonna help me. Or I'll hose you down myself." "Okay. Just gimme a sec to get undressed," he said heading toward his car, his eyes lingering on my naked torso. I dropped some change into the machine and began hosing my car down. In a minute or two, he emerged from around the wall, looking slightly self-conscious in his white boxers. He looked to be in his mid-30s, about 6'1', thin but not skinny. He sported a little bit of light hair in the middle of his chest and a dusting of the same light hair on his legs. "I'm Greg," I said offering my right hand to him. "Rich," he replied, shaking my hand and eyeing me again. At 32, I was 2 or 3 inches shorter than him, with a more solid build, and considerably more body hair. My legs and stomach were generously covered with light brown hair, and I had a bit of coverage on my ass and chest as well. We were quite a contrast in body type, but both wearing identical white boxers -- your standard issue business underwear. After wetting down my car, we set to work soaping it up with the mop-like wands dangling from the ceiling. I eyed the roundness of Rich's cotton covered ass as he bent down to scrub the tires. He moved up the side of the car and began to soap the roof. I admired the light brown hair he exposed in his armpits as he reached across the car. He was standing on tiptoe and reaching as far as he could across the car. "Shit," Rich exclaimed for the third time tonight. I looked over to see that he'd stretched a little too far and lost his balance. The whole front of his body had made contact with the side of my car, and he was wet and sudsy from chin to shins. The fabric of his boxers absorbed the water like a sponge. Clearly visible through the now-transparent fabric was a nice thatch of brown pubes hovering above a circumcised cock and nicely proportioned set of balls. I couldn't hold back my laughter at his appearance -- a bookish businessman, still in his wire-framed reading glasses, bare chest dotted with suds, and soaked boxers revealing his manhood. "What the hell are you laughing at? It's not funny!" Rich screeched. And then looking down at himself, he began to laugh as well. "Now you're gonna get it," he said playfully as he reached for the water hose. "Noooo," I screamed just as the cold water hit my chest, face, crotch, and legs. He was spraying the water up and down my body, thoroughly drenching me. When he turned the water away from me, he was laughing even harder. "Look who's laughing now." I looked down at myself, laughing and realizing that my boxers were likewise revealing all I had to offer -- dark brown bush, balls, and a cut cock that, to my horror, was beginning to move against the wet fabric. Rich was staring at my crotch, and my gaze moved to his. His cock was growing and stretching against the soaked cotton. I could feel my cock getting harder and pressing against my boxers. Now both fully erect, we stared at each other and smiled. "Guess we don't need these anymore," I said as I slipped my thumbs in the waistband of my boxers and slid them down to my ankles, my hard cock thwacking back against my stomach as it was let loose. His jaw dropped a bit, but Rich looked around for a second and then slid his own boxers to the wet pavement and stepped out of them. I moved quickly toward him and pushed him back onto the hood of my car. He eased up on the hood and instinctively spread his legs. I climbed on the front bumper and dropped my head to his throbbing boner. Feverishly, I licked at the head of his cock, flickering my tongue in his piss slit, before taking it fully into my mouth. Rich moaned with pleasure as I sucked, and he wrapped one hand on the back of my head and used the other to finger his erect nipples. I reached down and grabbed the water hose, then lifted his legs slightly and sprayed the stream at his pink asshole. He moaned deeply as the water washed over his ring, and then I pushed the nozzle closer and aimed the water inside of him. "Oh yeah, that feels awesome," Rich purred. Pulling the hose away, I watched as the water trickled back out of his ass and down the hood of my car. I leaned forward and tongued his sphincter, pushing the tip inside him. As my tongue fucked his warm asshole, I reached down and began to stroke my own throbbing cock. Rich pulled my head up from his hole and guided it up his body. I licked up along his balls, along the length of his shaft, up to his stomach, up the middle of his chest, along his throat to his chin, and then to his lips. We explored each other's mouths with our tongues, rubbed our wet chests and rigid cocks against one another. Pulling away, Rich slid down the hood under me until his head was just below my crotch. He lapped at my dangling ball sack with his tongue, rolling each ball inside his mouth. Then he ran his tongue along the shaft of my dick and pulled it into his mouth, all the while his hands squeezing my ass cheeks and his fingers grazing over my hole. Rich sucked feverishly on my cock, bobbing his head up and down along it's length. He continued to knead my ass cheeks with his hands and his fingers made more frequent and prolonged contact with my asshole. Eventually, one of his fingers came to rest inside me. He wormed it around within my hole, and I writhed against him in pleasure. Without thinking I began to move my ass downwards on his finger and down towards his crotch. He pulled out his finger as my ass bumped against his rock hard erection. Spitting into my hand, I quickly lubed his cock and then backed down against it until I felt the distinctive sensation of his cockhead entering me. With a sudden burst of energy, Rich shoved his dick fully inside me and I felt his pubes and balls against my ass. I dropped my mouth to his and we kissed passionately in rhythm with his dick shoving into my ass. Our bodies still slippery with suds and water, Rich quickly slipped from under me and was now fucking me from behind, his dick miraculously never having left my hole. He pulled me up, my back against his chest. As his tongue probed my ear and licked along my neck, he began to stroke my cock with one hand and pinch my nipple with the other. We continued in this position, with my hands pressed against the windshield, for what seemed an eternity. I screamed in ecstasy as he pounded my ass, stroked my cock, and bit and licked at my neck. Rich's breaths began to come more rapidly, his thrusts deeper inside me. I edged closer and closer to climax and he pounded me harder and faster. He stroked my cock up and down faster and faster, until it was nearly one fluid movement. Rich pinched hard on my nipple, which sent me over the edge. "I'm coming!" I screamed as ropes of warm cum spewed from my cock onto the windshield of my car. In less than a second, Rich was screaming with me, "Oh god!!!" His body convulsed and I felt the warmth of his semen filling me in rhythmic pulses. We collapsed together on the cum-covered windshield, his cock still within me. Rich kissed gently at my necked and whispered in my ear, "That was awesome." An ambulance siren in the distance brought us back to reality eventually. We finished washing my car and then did his, all the while bare ass naked. When the task was completed, we climbed still nude into our respective cars, and Rich followed me home to my apartment where we spent the rest of the day napping, cuddling, and exploring each other’s bodies in every possible way.