Gay Erotic Stories

The house next door had been vacant for about a year. Many prospective buyers seemed to look at it but no takers. Toward the end of last year a lady bought the house and moved in. Great, I thought. Never saw much of her. Couldn't really tell you what she looked like even. Seeing I am gay, I really had no interest and never really paid any attention to the coming and goings of the house. Winter came and went, finally. One day while driving by the house on my way to work I noticed a couple different vehicles in the driveway. Didn't really think much of it at the time. On my way home, I once again went by the house and I noticed two guys standing outside moving some boxes. Hmmm, I thought, this could be quite interesting. I did some checking and found out that the lady had moved out and rented the house to her brother. Wow, two guys renting a house together. First thing I thought is that they were gay. One guy was tall and blond, slim build and somewhat attractive. The other was mid height, very toned and Italian. Damn... I have this thing for Italian's. Once again, my bubble was burst when I found out that the girlfriend of one of the guys lived there also. Or at least was there quite often. The girlfriend belonged to the blond guy so maybe there was still a chance on the Italian one. I asked around and someone said they thought the one guy's name was Sylvario. They called him Sye for short. Damn, the name even made me hot. The two guys must work opposite shift of one another because you never really saw the two around together much. One day, as driving by Sye was outside washing his truck. My god, what a sight that was. He had on a pair of khaki shorts and white sneakers. All I could see was the backside of him; I slowed up hoping he would turn around but no luck. His butt stretched the fabric in the back of his shorts. I could only imagine what the front looked like. I decided to take another spin around the block to see if I could get another glance. On the second pass he was gone. This is usually the way my luck goes. About an hour later I decided to take another swing by. Just as I passed his house he was getting into his truck. He had on a white T-shirt and dark glasses. Once again, I missed him. A few days had passed and no sign of the Italian god. I came home from work one afternoon and thought I would go out for a walk to try and wind down. When going by the house I noticed a lawnmower in the front yard, but no one around. As I turned the corner of my street I could here the whir of a lawnmower. Much to my delight, Sye was pushing the mower around the front part of the house clad in a pair of denim shorts and work boots. I stopped in my tracks and stared. His body was a work of art. He had jet-black hair, big brown eyes and the start of a goatee. His chest was covered with a medium dusting of black fur. His nipples were brown and could been seen through the forest of hair. The hair was matted to his body from the sweat that was forming on his body. His stomach was taut and was split down the middle by a trail of black hair that circled his navel and disappeared into the waistband of his shorts. I could feel my dick stir in my shorts as I soaked in the image. I walked passed him and our eyes made contact he smiled and raised his arm and gave a wave. I waved back. I continued with my walk. Needless to say, it wasn't helping me clear my mind after seeing that sight. I went to the end of the road and turned back. My dick stirred again as I approached the house. No longer could I hear the whir of the lawnmower in the distance. Damn! With the luck I have... The lawnmower was sitting in the driveway. Not really paying attention to my surroundings I was startled when I heard him say that it was a beautiful night. I turned and saw him sitting on the front steps of his porch. "Hey there" I said. "Lawn looks great and yeah it is a beautiful night." He asked if I would like something to drink and I said sure. He got up and went into the house. The denim of his shorts was soaked and clung to his ass. I walked on to the porch and waited for him to return. After a couple minutes he came to the screen door and asked if I wanted to come in. He said it was much cooler inside, which it was, but not for long. He leaned against the counter and took a drink from the glass. His pit was dark and moist and you could smell the musky aroma as it was exposed to the cool air. He had to have noticed the tent in my shorts because I could feel it straining against the fabric. Silence filled the air. "So, are renting this place or did you buy it?" Knowing already what the answer was. "Hell no, my roommate's sister owns the house and we are just renting." I see. Finally, he picked up my torrid glances I was making at him. "Would you care for anything else to drink?" No thanks; I should probably get going. "What's the hurry?" I have nothing else going on. He ran his hand through the hair on his chest fluffing the moist hairs. "I'm sorry. I really have to go." I turned to walk out the door and I felt his hand on my shoulder. "Wait, no need to run off before having some fun." His other hand cupped my ass and began kneading my cheek. He pressed himself up against me and I could feel the bulge in the front of his shorts. I began grinding my ass into the front of him. Man, can this be for real I thought. He placed his arms around me and leaned me against the counter. Our lips met and our tongues explored each other's mouths. I ran my hands down his back and tried to place a hand inside his shorts. The fabric was too tight. He stepped back and unbuttoned the top button of his shorts. He pulled down the zipper and separated the fabric exposing a white, cock filled jock. Black hair spilled out the jock from every possible opening. The tip of his uncut cock was pocking its way out of the top. In one movement, he removed his shorts and jock. His dick sprang up and a trail of precum became attached to his stomach as it bounced off. His balls were hanging low in his hairy sack. He eased back and sat on the kitchen table. His ball sack sagged over the edge. He had this shit assed grin on his face and asked if I like what I saw. How else could I respond but by taking his Italian sausage into hand and giving it the attention that it needed. He laid back onto the table giving me more of an area to explore. I paid close attention to his cock for quite awhile. I savored every moment of it. I worked down and began licking his massive balls. Paying close attention to each one. He spread his legs a little more wanting me to go further, I surmised. I placed a finger against his moist crack; a soft moan came from within him. With that approval, I found my mark and inserted a finger deep within him. I could feel his muscle tighten. Slowly I worked it in and out. Soon, replacing it with my tongue. The area was moist from his workout and my bath. He spread his cheeks a little more wanting me to go deeper. This boy was more than ready to be fucked. He placed his hairy legs onto my shoulders. I ran the tip of my dick along his crack and placed it at his opening. Slowly I eased myself into him. I could feel the head pop through the first ring of muscle. It was tight, but damn it felt good. I buried myself into him, my balls slapping against his ass. I stopped for a moment so we could enjoy the moment. Sye must have been enjoying it because he reached down and took hold of his dick and began jerking off. I brushed his hand away and told him that it wasn't time yet. I lay on top of him. His hairy chest rubbing against my skin was so hot. Our lips met and we began kissing once again. I worked my way down neck, his salty skin tasted so great. My tongue began exploring his forest of chest hair. He raised his arm above his head exposing his furry patch. I buried my nose into his pit inhaling his manly scent. I located his nipple and began chewing on it. We were both really getting off on this. I couldn't believe it when I felt his dick beginning to stiffen and he shot his load. He must have came three to four times. Our stomachs were glued together with his hot cum. I couldn't stand it any more and pulled myself out of him and jacked myself off onto him. His stomach covered with strings of my cum also. He sat up onto the table and we embraced. He pushed me back and capped my still hard dick. Running his tongue over the head of it, cleaning it off. Oh my god I thought. I couldn't wait to see what round two would be like.