Gay Erotic Stories

The following is a sexually explicit fantasy I’ve had about one of the guys at my command. He’s not all that tall, but he is built. Massive chest, arms, legs, and from what I can tell well endowed. It was a warm humid day at my command, I had duty and was just through with afternoon muster and was headed back to my office. On my way I passed the dive office, and remembered that one of the guys had a trouble call in on his computer. Since the door was open I thought I’d stop in and check to see if he was around. I walked in and saw him over some cabinets, in front of his computer. I got a good look at the screen. He was watching some kind of all-male porno. I walked towards him, and he heard me, turned around and had the "oh-shit, I’m busted" look on his face. Hey man. What you doing? I asked. Like I didn’t know. I could see him straining to get his big cock back in his pants. Uh-uh, just a minute. I said hey, don’t worry, I’m not going to bust you. He stopped and looked and me with strained relief. I pulled up a chair and sat next to him, his dick still mostly out of his camouflage pants. His green tee shirt was pulled out of his waistband, and I could see a well developed six-pac under a light dusting of hair. He was seriously buff, and strained his tee shirt with his over developed muscles. "Your not going to bust me?" "No, but I may want to borrow that CD". He looked at me and grinned. "Look" I said "I’m not trying to get one over on you, but since I first saw you, I was interested. If you don’t want to have anything to do with me, just let me know, and I’m cool with that". "You mean you’d like to suck my dick?" he asked, not believing me. "Dude, you have a hot fucking body, and if you want me to, I will." He got up, closed and locked the door. As he was walking back he pulled off his tee shirt revealing a massive chest, with slightly more hair than was on his stomach. I watched his pecks flex and ripple under his tan skin. It made me rock-hard just watching. He came up to me, and put is arms around me, and looked up. I bent over slightly and kissed him. He put his hand behind my head and pulled me even closer. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths. I moved a hand up and felt his chiseled pecks. They were like metal bands covered skin and fur. His hands pulled at my shirt and tee shirt, lifting it up and over my head. We held each other embracing, letting our bare chests grind against each other. I pulled back and looked at the serious piece of beef in front of me. He was hard again, so I knelt right there and undid his belt, opened his fly and pulled down his pants and shorts with one motion. His dick hit me right in the face. It was easily a good thick eight inches, and not even fully hard. I wasted no time. I licked his piss slit, making his dick even harder. I then pulled him closer running my tongue under the sensitive part of his head. All I heard was him grunt. I kept pulling him closer to me, shoving his massive cock down my throat. Each tug to pull him closer made him grunt and sigh. I could feel his cock straining on the back of my throat as I moved my mouth up and down his velvet smooth, steel hard shaft. All I could here was him breathing hard then "Oh, I’m gonna…" with that I pulled him close, and rammed my nose into his pubic mound, smelling his clean scent. Then I opened my mouth just a bit more, and started liking his balls. That was it for him. I felt a huge load of sperm hit my throat. Then another. I tongued his balls and felt another load go down. I slid his cock slowly out of my mouth, pausing a couple of times and slightly bobbing my head to see if it’d make him hard again. No such luck. He stood there looking a little dazed, cammo pants down around his ankles, and a good sized cock hanging there limp. I held him in my arms and kissed him, and he started shaking. I led him over too the couch, and pulled him down on top of me. He was kind of heavy on me, but it felt good. He was so spent he didn’t resist. He was relaxed and almost drifting off to sleep as I played with his pecks, and ran my fingers through his chest hair. After a couple minutes he started snoring. I let him lay there for a while, pants still around his ankle, and me sporting a massive hardon, from playing with his buff body. I reached down and fondled his dick and balls, that woke him up. He sat up, pulled off his boots and pants. He knelt in front of me, undid my pants and gave me one of the best blow jobs I ever had. We then dressed. As I was leaving his office he said "Man, any time you have some time to kill on a duty day, let me know".