Gay Erotic Stories

I met Ben the first time when I went to school the first day last year. I'm a teacher, and Ben is too. He was fresh out of college, about 25, and teaching in place of a woman who was taking a year off for a maternity leave. His class was the second grade, one of three, and I was across the hall, teaching third grade.

Now I've got to tell you, I am very discreet about my sexual orientation, especially in this redneck tiny town, where gossip is accepted as fact, and people with strong opinions can ruin a career in an instant. Of course, I had been in this town for many years, and had had my share of male lovers, and knew that I could keep a secret, and most of my lovers did too.

I shook hands with Ben the first time I met him and was struck by the muscularity of his hand and arms, and by the fine fur he had on his hands, fingers, and forearms. He was wearing a tight white T-shirt, it was, after all just a work day. Tufts of hair jutted out the tight neck, and his biceps showed large veins and true signs of being a fit, well worked stud.

But the thing that caught my eye the most was Ben's face. He had the most beautiful crystal clear blue eyes. His nose was small, but his lips were thick and looked experienced. Around his mouth was a neatly trimmed goatee, and the rest of his face looked like several days of unshaven stubble. And on his face, almost constantly, was a radiant smile. His beautiful white teeth shined, and there was constantly a genuine smile on that gorgeous face.

I attributed the smile to the fact that Ben was finally working, making money instead of paying out to go to school, but I found out later that he was generally a happy person, loved his work, and enjoyed life always.

We worked well together, and Ben was a natural in the classroom. He never gave me any indication that he was interested in guys, but he didn't seem to have any girlfriends or a long distance relationship with anyone either.

About a month into the school year, early one morning, I arrived and went to greet Ben. He was sitting at his desk, not smiling, looking down at his paper work, but not really looking at it.

"Ben, is something wrong?" I inquired.

"Oh, yeah. My landlord wants me to move because his daughter and son-in-law are coming back to town and need a place to stay. But I've looked and looked and haven't been able to find another place that's reasonable or that isn't a complete dump. I don't know what I'm going to do, and I need to be out by Saturday." He looked totally dejected, and sounded even worse.

"Well, you know, I have a spare room. You could stay with me until you find something else," I offered. Secretly I couldn't imagine living with this stud bear cub in the same house and keeping my hands off, but hey, I'd give it a try. I'd be willing if he'd be willing.

His face brightened immediately. "Really? Hey that would be great. I don't need much room, and I'd be a really accommodating roommate, especially living in your house."

I'll bet you can be accommodating, I thought to myself.

I could hardly wait until Saturday. I had never seen any more of Ben's body than his arms, but I was certain there was a well honed, fur covered body under those clothes. As he moved boxes in from his truck, the sweat started to run, and he shed his T-shirt. I was right. Ben's shoulders were broad and well worked, muscled in a way. His chest was slightly oversized for his height, and his pecs were round and well defined. They were covered, as I suspected, by light brown, almost reddish, fine hair. He was hairy front and back, but it was light in color, so it wasn't totally obnoxious. His torso was totally v shaped, going from chest to tiny waist, with a very visible six-pack of abs, and a fine line of hair continuing down under the tight fitting jeans and the boxers, which were above the belt line.

Ben had the boxes under control, but my dick was definitely out of control. I headed for the bathroom where I did a quick whack off. When I came back he was in the midst of unpacking in his room, so I left him to his misery. I went into the kitchen to prepare our dinner, which I had told him I would do tonight to celebrate our new arrangement.

Dinner was a hit, and not only was Ben easy on the eyes, he was also easy to talk to and be with. I found out that he had been out of college for a couple of years, not wanting to move due to a long term relationship with his high school sweetheart. He had worked at a gym, thus explaining his well worked body. His girlfriend was unfaithful, and he was burned by that, and wanted to move as far away as possible.

"Is that the only reason things didn't work out?" I asked.

"No, not really. We were, well, just not compatible in a lot of ways," he said.

The wine I served with dinner was starting to really loosen us up, and we moved into the living room and both sat on the floor. I decided to get really bold.

"You know, Ben, when I saw you without your shirt on this afternoon, I got really turned on. You have a fantastic body, and your covering of hair really gets me hot," I said.

"Yeah. I was hoping you'd say that," he said smiling.

"What? What do you mean?" I asked innocently.

"Do you think people around town don't know about you? They do, and they talk quietly, and people told me you were gay. Don't get me wrong, they don't think it's bad, because you are such a great teacher, and people really like you. But I knew before I put on that little pouting act the other day. I wanted to move in with you because I think you are the hottest daddy I have ever come across," he confessed.

I reached over and pulled his head toward mine and gave him a long, hot passionate kiss. My tongue explored the inner regions of his mouth, and his thick lips reciprocated in ways I had never experienced before. My hand found its way to his thigh and I could feel the outline of his cock. It was already hard, and thick, and probably as long as my nine inches. I leaned him back against the floor pillows, and started undoing the buttons on his tight fitting jeans.

The hair on his abs continued down into his pants, and this time there were no boxers! When I got all the buttons undone, I could see the head of the helmet of his cock forcing its way out. I was right. It was very thick and at least nine inches long. Slowly I pulled the jeans off, and looked breathlessly at his huge lower body. His thighs and calves were those of a bodybuilder, but covered with hair. He reached down and pulled up the tight fitting T-shirt, and was stark naked. My own cock was screaming for release, but I wasn't ready to let it go yet.

I took Ben's huge, thick cock into my mouth and started giving him expert head. He tightened up immediately, as if he'd never been sucked before. I was sure he hadn't, as he blew in just a few seconds. I was able to capture most of his cream, but there was an awful lot. He was reeling, light headed from the wine, but also from his first man suck.

Slowly I unbuttoned the flannel shirt I had on. I decided to treat him to a little daddy tease. I did a little exotic dancing in college, and could remember a few moves. Slowly I stripped, and when my man meat was released, I heard him gasp.

"I'm not sure I know what to do with anything that big," he said nervously.

"Hey, it's no bigger than your!"

I guided his head over the tip of my dick and told him to just play with it with his tongue. He did, and brought out the clear, salty pre-cum. Then I helped him take it into his mouth.

I loved seeing the hair of his goatee surrounding my cock as it went in and out. "Suck harder," I yelled. He did. I was so turned on by his hot, hairy body, his young, muscular manhood, that I blew the load of loads. He choked a little trying to get it all, and I knew he wouldn't. It dripped down both sides of his beard, and I bent over and slurped it up with my own tongue.

Of course, by this time, Ben was hard and ready again. I had to give him a little instruction on where to enter, and how hard to push, but my ass was quite experienced, and I didn't need much preparation.

"Ben, it's a little like fucking a woman, but more satisfying," I promised. "Just push and push, and get your rhythm, and I'll help out some."

Well, he did, and I did, and before long he was not only unloading in me again, he was wailing and carrying on in such a frenzy, I was sure we were going to alert our neighbors some half mile down the road. I tightened the muscles of my ass to keep him hard and in a little longer, and to settle him down, as daddies often must do with unruly children. Ben settled and collapsed behind me on the floor.

But I was hard and ready to ravage his virgin ass. He seemed a little tired, but I told him to just lay back and let me do the work. He did, and I did. My fingers soon turned into my fist, as his anus stretched to accommodate me. I was in, and taking it slow, because I want my fucks to last. He was receiving me with a smile on his face, and I was getting more and more turned on. My slowness became a steady ramming, and before long I too was in the same kind of frenzy Ben had exhibited, only I was not nearly as noisy.

I came, collapsed chest to chest on him, and held my dick in his ass as long as I could. His strong arms surrounded me, and I wondered who was daddy to whom here. Still, I had a lot to teach him, and knew he would be a willing learner, as well as a teacher.

After a while we retreated to the shower, and decided to use one bedroom for our bedroom, and the other as a king of office and exercise room. Ben shares my king sized bed to this day. We had a little scare near the end of his first year teaching because he was only hired as a temporary teacher. But when one of the kindergarten teachers moved away, he was hired permanently to replace her.

This could last a long time, and I could be the daddy he needs, and he the bear cub I crave.