Gay Erotic Stories

It was incredibly hot now and Matt was eternally thankful that they were going to take a two-hour break before moving on and shooting the next scene. As he made his way to his trailer, the crew shouted their congratulations on a scene well done. He closed the door to his trailer and turned on all the fans. Damn, it was hot. Matt took off his shirt and took a moment to look at himself in the mirror. He smiled his trademark grin. Yep, he was one sexy guy. He dropped onto his bed, realizing that while he was sexy, he was lonely. It had been nearly two months since he and buddy Ben Affleck had fucked each other. Ben was like his brother, and they fucked every chance they got. He missed Ben and his huge dick. His missed Ben's commanding voice and moans of pleasure. Not that Ben was the only person Matt missed. He was dying to have another go with Leonardo DiCaprio. That boy was a beast in bed and had the cock to prove it. He also would never forget the one night stand he had with Ricky Martin. Sighing and smiling, Matt relived all these experiences in his mind. He casually undid his pants--being no one was looking--and shook them off. He took a moment to gaze at his soft 4 inches. He wrapped his left hand around his flacid cock and began stroking, slow at first and then faster. He closed his eyes and licked his lips, his right hand playing with his nipples. "Oh, Ben," he moaned. "Uhhhh.....oh, yeah....stick it in me.....mmmm....Leo...yea.....oh baby..." Matt was so into this self-pleasure that he didn't see hunky co-star Will Smithwalking towards the trailer. Matt's hand was moving fast now and when Will opened the door, Matt sat up in shock. "Yo, yo, Matty D, where are you, man?" Will called. Then he turned and saw Matt sitting on his bed, pants around his ankles, dick erect and pointed at him. "Oh, shit man, I'm sorry bro," Will stammered. He found this funny, but somewhat appealing too. "That's okay," Matt breathed heavily. "Just....just don't tell anyone, all right?" "Sure, sure, no problem, bro." Will watched Matt as he went to pull his pants up. "You know, I figured a good lookin' boy like you wouldn't need to be playin' with himself. I figured you got girls all over the place." "Funny what you learn, isn't it?" Matt said dryly, still quite embarrassed. "I'll leave if you wanna finish," Will offered. "Yes, thank you, Will. I'd appreciate that." Will could tell Matt was pissed off and didn't want to talk to him. Suddenly, Will thought of an idea to make his co-star happy again. "Hey Matt," Will said, resting a hand on his own enormous package. "It's okay, buddy. Everybody does it." "I know." Will licked his lips as Matt put his shirt on. "Which hand you jerk with?" Will asked. "What?" "Which hand do you jerk with?" Will repeated. "The left," Matt answered after some hesitant silence. "And what do you do with the other one?" "Nothing really." "So you got a free hand while you spank it?" "Yeah. So?" "Nothin, bro. I just thought maybe you'd like to keep that hand busy." With that, Will Smith dropped his pants and his throbbing 10 inches of black manhood was free. Matt was tying his shoes and looked up to see the gigantic cock right in front of him. "Oh my God..." Matt stammered. "So whadda ya say, Matty?" Will asked. "Wanna finish up?" TO BE CONCLUDED