Gay Erotic Stories

By freelance0writer@yahoo.com (Steve Hendy) It was a pretty quiet weekend on the campus. Being a long Weekend, most of the trainees, new recruits and even many of the corporals had left on weekend leave to give themselves a break from the sterile buildings of the training centre. It felt like a different place without the usual crowd of active young men and their usual noises. On Saturday night after a tough workout, I investigated the massive indoor swimming pool. Finding it devoid of people, I decided to have a long and relaxed swim. I went to the dormitory building to get changed and grab a towel. As I walked along the corridor towards the swimming pool wearing only my flimsy swimmers and clutching my towel, I suddenly noticed some movement in a nearby doorway. It was Tristan, a trainee instructor for our unit. Tristan is two years older than me, and in my opinion one of the most strikingly handsome men in the entire centre. He was walking out of the showers with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. I stood and stared slack-jawed at his tall muscular body, then felt my face flush with embarrassment at my shameless ogling. "Ben! How come you didn't go home for the long weekend?" He asked me with the hint of a smile on his face. " Oh, well I suppose once you've broken out of jail....why would you want to break back in?" Tristan laughed. "Like that is it? I can understand that!" I tried not to, but I continued to stare at him; his short brown hair and clear blue-grey eyes set off his masculine face perfectly, his nose was slightly wide giving him a very boyish look and the triangular patch of soft sparse hairs on his wide chest were enough to make my quickly-growing erection obvious. I quickly repositioned my towel with a sheepish look on my face. He smirked at me slyly and a surge of adrenaline assaulted my system. Had he seen it? " You going for a swim?" "Yeah, well it's unlocked and its usually too crowded," I said. "It's a good idea. Quite a warm night." For a brief moment we stood facing each other. There was a certain, halting tension between us. "Well, I'd better get going before it starts getting cold!" "Yeah. See you round," Tristan said as he watched me walk away down the hall. The smell of chlorine had always been something alluring to me. It reminded me of men wearing next to nothing and round muscles rippling under a silky layer of water. That sort of stuff. My erection was finally subsiding, but I could not get Tristan off my mind. So sexy, handsome and muscular- nice too. For the year I had been in the centre, I had watched him in his uniform and I can honestly say that this was the image that had defined for me, in my own mind, what my sexuality would be and what I would forever see as the definitive epitome of my sexual desires. I swam in the warm water- Australian Crawl up and down the length of the pool. I lost count of how many laps I'd done. I saw something through the water and stopped swimming. Tristan stood at the side of the pool, wearing some loose jeans and an over-sized sweater. "You're quite a fast swimmer!" "Thanks. Why don't you do a few laps?" "Its a bit cold now." "I know- I don't want to get out!" "You can have my sweater when you're done!" "Thanks." I swam to a corner of the pool where some steps jutted out and sat on the top step, submerged from the neck down. Tristan sat down next to me by the pool. He took off his sweater and I found myself staring at the soft hair that poked out from the top of his tight-fitting T-shirt. "You know it's really hard to find people around here....guys," Tristan said, watching my face carefully to gage my reaction. He slowly reached out and his big fingers played with my wet hair. "Especially guys as cute as you." I was both shocked and excited. I said nothing as he leant forward on his knees and shoved his tongue into my mouth, roughly. He propped himself up on one bulging arm and reached into the water, gently fondling my soft cock. "What are you doing?" I demanded. "You must be crazy." "You don't want me?" "More than anything,- it's just that we're in the middle of the pool and everything...." Tristan didn't listen, he just kept biting at my neck softly. The feeling of his gravely stubble against the tender skin of my neck drove me wild and caused a stirring sensation in my crotch. Despite the extremely auspicious location, I found myself reciprocating his passionate advances enthusiastically. We kissed rigorously and Tristan roughly ran his free hand up and down my torso. Suddenly, he stopped kissing me and laid my towel out on the damp, plastic green turf. Without warning he reached into the pool and with his big arms lifted me right out of the water and on to the towel. I couldn't believe his strength. I felt vulnerable, lying in the cool air with nothing but flimsy swimmers on. Tristan had obviously decided to dry me off with his tongue. I thought I may explode, as my cock became as hard as it possibly could. The sound of his excited moaning as he ran his tongue along my legs and abdomen induced feelings of passion I never could have imagined. His day-old stubble scratched and tickled my wet skin and made me gasp quietly. "Tristan....the caretaker, the guards. I'm worried!" "We're inside a room that is not even that busy on weekdays! Relax." Tristan pulled down my swimmers and took my painfully hard member into the warm depths of his throat. He slid his lips up and down on my shaft for a while, and I ran my fingers through his thick short hair. "Ben, I want you to fuck me." I was surprised at his forward manner, but agreed out of curiosity. But I was also curious. "Can I see yours?" I asked shyly. He stood up and took his jeans and T-shirt off. I knelt in front of his massive frame and pulled his jocks down, exposing a nicely-shaped penis that was semi-hard. It was slightly larger than mine. I took it into my mouth hungrily and he groaned deeply. I licked his balls and softly chewed on the head of his cock with my lips. He got on the floor as I continued. His big hair-covered legs wrapped around my torso, as I increased the intensity of my sucking. I was desperate for him to reach a climax; and I kept assailing his rigid member with my mouth, like a hungry animal. He reached for my hand and coaxed it toward his ass. I inserted my finger and he reacted with low and uncontrolled whimpering. After a while, he grunted loudly and his warm, sticky juices shot out from the tip of his cock. Some of the cum arched its way over my head and landed on my back, and some surged into my face. "Now please fuck me!" He said, breathlessly a few moments later. He reached into a pocket of his jeans and handed me two small plastic envelopes. He kissed me roughly and then rolled over on the towel. He knelt forward and leaned on his elbows, letting his forehead rest against the towel. I moved into position right behind him on my knees. I pushed my rock hard member into the tight hole and he moaned deeply, telling me to go on. My penis sank as far as it could into him and then I started sliding it in and out rhythmically. He urged me to go faster and faster, and soon I was ramming my cock into him as fast and hard as I could. I was surprised to see that Tristan was stroking his cock roughly. At one stage he managed to reach right back and pushed his middle finger into my ass, which greatly intensified the sensations. I could feel my climax approaching, and soon my cock erupted deep inside of the panting man. I could feel my warm cum fill out the end of the condom. I pulled myself out of Tristan and took the limp condom off. My ejaculation was revived by the feeling of the slippery condom coming off, and I shot more cum onto Tristan's ass and thighs. Tristan was still stroking himself and he got into an upright position. He asked me to kiss him and I pressed my lips hard against his. Our tongues were winding around each others' when he sighed deeply and shot a mass of warm cum on both of our stomach's. It was the most incredible initiation to sex that I could ever have imagined. We both jumped into the warm water of the pool and explored each other's bodies, slowly with our hands and lips. We spent a few hours there in the sports building, just kissing and talking. When I was dry and ready to go, he asked me if I would let him fuck me one day. I said yes--immediately thrilled by the prospect.