Gay Erotic Stories

I'm a middle-aged, married college teacher whose main sexual excitement usually comes from looking at, but not touching, the body-builders at the gym where I work out several times a week. However, my real fantasy is to get into bed with a fully natural body...the kind that men develop through hard work...like construction. I am particularly fascinated by men over forty who really know what they want and have gotten by all the hang ups. I will drive miles out of the way to pass a construction site and stop to fanaticize. Of all the construction workers, those who fascinate me most are the cement men and I have spent many hours watching them work...and wishing. So when it came time to get a new driveway, I knew immediately which team I wanted to do it. They were a group of local firemen who worked three days on and three days off. They did cement jobs on their days off. I insisted that the work be done in July. I wasn't going to pay all that money and get a cold day when they would work covered up. I also sent my wife to Pittsburgh to visit her sister when the time came. On the first day, I moved my camp chair to the lawn and awaited their arrival. Which team would they bring? The boss was a bright faced redhead named Brian who was about 45. The obligatory Italian stallion was Tony...in his thirties and meeting all the requirements: dark curly hair, big brown eyes, a body to die for and a hairy chest. He wore highly abbreviated cut-off jeans and nothing else. Lorenz was an amazing black man well over six feet tall and with a perfectly proportioned, smooth ebony body. But the one that really caught my eye was Moose. He was in his early fifties and had premature gray hair and lots of it. Beneath the flowing mane were sparkling blue eyes and beneath them a magnificent chest covered with gray hair. He was huge and powerfully built and had the nicest teeth I had ever seen. I stayed outside in my camp chair all day and had even packed a lunch to eat out. Not more than an hour into the day of back-breaking labor removing the old cement, Moose approached me and asked to use the toilet. Eagerly I escorted him to the one off the kitchen and sat down to wait for him. He didn't close the door and I was treated to the sight of his huge ,flaccid member. Throughout the morning, each of the team members came in lto use the facilities and all left the door open except Brian the boss. Tony even let his brief shorts fall to the ground and gave me a view of the whole, magnificent body. At the end of the day, when each member of the crew had been in and out of the bathroom several times, the last "customer" was Moose. He lingered when he had finished his business and struck up a conversation. "You live here alone? Whatever you got in the oven sure smells good. Nice house! Gonna be just laying around here by yourself all evening? Got any beer? Wanna little company for a few beers tonight?" You get the drift. So did I and so did the erection in my pants. So at the end of the day when all the crew members headed home, Moose lingered. "Gee, thanks for inviting me to eat with ya. I live alone and don't get a good meal too often. Divorced from my old lady. Still paying support for the kids but never see any of them. Real pain in the ass. Like buyin a ticket and not getting to see the show. They get most of my pay so I can't go out to the bars, but I don't get any nooky in return. You know what I mean? A man's got needs, ya know?" He was running his hand over his well filled basket as he spoke. Then my heart skipped a beat as he asked if he could take a shower. I led him back to my bedroom where he got naked faster than anyone I ever saw and headed into the bathroom which adjoined my room. The sight of his radiantly ;mature body made my head spin. He stepped into the shower and then turned to me and said, "No use wastin water. You might as well come in with me and lather my back.” I almost passed out, but stripped and jumped in not needing a second invitation. What a thrill it was to run my hands over that broad, powerful back and down to the crack between the perfect globes that were his tight buns. I soaped that back and those buns thoroughly. Then he slowly turned to face me and said, "Don't stop there. There's lots more where that came from." He leaned against the shower wall and I started to lather his powerful, hairy chest while gasping at the perfectly formed, circumcised erection that stood upright against his stomach wall. I felt myself trembling all over and couldn't believe that my hands were traveling all over that manly body. I leaned forward and began to lick his nipples which were already erect and then started to eat my was past the perfect pecs to the washboard stomach. I parted my lips to lick the head of his large cock when I felt his strong hands under my armpits raising me up. "Lots of time for that later," he said. "I got all night and three nights off if you want me." How could I not want him? He held me close to him and I realized that I was so hot I was about to climax. I tried to pull away, but he held me tighter and grabbing my buns lifted me tight against his body and gyrated. We were both screaming as we shot our wads all over each other. "I'm sorry," I said," I didn't mean to do that." "Don't apologize," he said. "I ain't that old. I got lots more where that came from. But let's get cleaned up and get to that casserole you got in the oven. Man I worked up a real appetite today. An appetite for all kinds of things!" We sat in the kitchen naked and ate the meal I had prepared a couple of days earlier so that I wouldn't have to look away from the cement men when they came. Little did I know how much I would see or how often they would come! jimbocle@aol.com CONTINUED IN PART II