Gay Erotic Stories

It all started when I and my lover moved to Denver. I had been transferred by my company and he was just out of college, so after much planning we decided to move our 1 year relationship to the mile high city. Quite a change coming from the east coast to a western city. Lots of new faces, new places, streets, and a whole new gay scene to get acquainted with. We were anxiously soaking up the new territory when I met Eduardo at one of our new friend's parties. He was strikingly handsome yet beautiful at the same time. He had strong angular features, yet a developed a cute dimple when put on his boyish smile. He towered over most guests, being about 6'5" and around 215 lbs--quite a hunk. Eduardo seemed to be the focus of the attentions of most of the party guests. Our hosts had us in tow and we circulated among the guests. Eventually we met up with Eduardo. That's when the fireworks went off. Our eyes met and stayed fixed on each other. My lover moved on and that left Eduardo and me in an interesting conversation. Coincidence in schedules allowed our next meeting three days later. We met up after work in a local watering hole, had an impromptu dinner since my better half had a business meeting. In short, that was the beginning of a close and valued relationship that continued for the next three years. Time flew by and so did our respective careers. Then came the inevitable, my lover announced he was being transferred back east, and did I want to join him! Ugh. Problem. My company was not too understanding, and I had to choose career over relationship. I elected to stay behind for a few months then planned to join him back east. Eduardo and I became closer and found ourselves doing more and more together. I had to sublet the apartment, and finally when I was able to succeed, he offered to share his apartment with me until I relocated. That first night, we celebrated the unloading of my apartment. We went out clubbing and had a great time. Intoxicated by the evening, companionship and a few too many drinks, we decided to call it an evening. Parking was a premium in Eduardo's neighborhood, so we were faced with a 2-3 block dash during a surprise thunderstorm. We arrived at the apartment soaked to the gills, cold and shaking, even with the amount of antifreeze inside us. A hot shower cured that. Eduardo let me take mine first, I put on a fresh pair of jockeys and slipped into bed. I remember seeing the bathroom light go out, and a dark figure slip into the other side of the bed. I felt a warm hand on my chest, then another on my thigh, drawing me close--Eduardo was naked. HARD! and naked. Eduardo had always sported a nice bulge but I was not prepared for the size I was confronted with--it had to be about 9 inches, fat and made of steel. My jockey shorts became an instant prison for my now throbbing manhood. Eduardo silently slipped them off for me and then I felt his warm lips around my cock. I followed suit and soon we were in a wonderful 69 position, exploring each other's cavities with our fingers. I knew I was versatile, but what in the hell was I going to do with that monster? Eduardo relieved my worries first, allowing--coaxing me to fuck him. After several weeks of an absent lover, I was primed and ready. The point of no return came and I pumped him with gusto! Spent, but aware of his needs I nervously offered to reciprocate. Eduardo was gentle and the seemingly unimaginable monster slid into me slowly. The fireworks of nerves subsided and soon I couldn't get enough. I had never experienced such pleasure. When the morning light hit the room, I woke and was viewing this terrific Texan. His eyes opened, he drew me to his lips, we kissed, fondled, explored our now intimate friendship to the limits. Around noon, after a short nap following round two, he rolled over and whispered into my ear ..."I love you... I think of that night with Eduardo every morning as I look out the window and contemplate the Rockies and the Denver skyline! Eduardo usually appears shortly thereafter with the morning coffee. As for my lover? He lives happily, I trust, in Philadelphia.