Gay Erotic Stories

After a seven year and three bad relationships it was time for a change. So my gay brother offered me a chance to move north to Yonkers NY and stay with him. He said "Georgie you’re only 25 and it would be a great place to start over and find a real hunk of a man". I arrived around noon on a Monday. It was a hot day so I went into the spare bedroom and unpacked. I jumped into the shower, it took me 30 minutes to get more than half of Kevin Dean 12 + dildo deep inside of me. It was about the same size of my three ex-lovers and it always helps me blow a big load. After drying off, I quickly got dressed and I asked my brother where I could find work. He said, "Well, you have experience as a short order cook, so you should have no problem finding a job here.” He gave me directions to where there were tons of restaurants. I just needed something quick to get some money in my pocket until I could find full time work. I told him I would go get some applications and be back before 4o’clock. It was around 3:00 when I stopped at an Italian restaurant. It looked really expensive and I figured that the pay and tips would be good. I walked in and there were no customers. "Sorry, we’re closed today for inventory" A handsome young guy said from behind the counter. I asked if I could have a application to take with me. He said, sure! And he went into the back room and brought one out, and then asked me, "Could you to fill it out here? The manager wants to read it when you’re done. I think he might interview you today.” ”Yeah!” I said I thought, I wasn’t dressed for an interview. The only thing I had on my 5’4 155lbs hairless frame was a pair of old sneakers, T-shirt, basketball shorts and a jockstrap. I filled out the application and after he read it, I was hired right on the spot. He said, "You will be working full-time with Victor. He is the head chief. If you want, I would like for you to start today… We could use the help finishing up our inventory.” I figured if I helped out with the inventory, it would help me get to know where everything was. I forgot about being back at my brothers before 4:00 and said, "SURE". He brought me to the big kitchen to meet Victor. There in the back stood a Magnificent looking Italian stud. He was standing there with his back to us, he had a red and black plaid sleeveless shirt on tucked into tight jeans. The manager yelled, "Big Vick"! When he turned around, I could see that he had several buttons of his shirt opened and there was a tremendous amount of silky black hair sticking out. As he walked over to us, I noticed how big and tall he was. His muscular frame towered over both of us at 6’6. I thought to my self…(He is so fucking big and hairy!) I reached out to shake his hand. As he took my hand, I noticed how small mine was compared to his. The top of his hands and knuckles were cover with black hair and big wrists, his forearms were the size of my thighs and were covered in thicker black hair. His upper arms were enormously developed and smooth, unlike the rest of him, but they were in proportion of his broad shoulders, massive 54"chest, 38"waist and 20’ neck. He had long thick eyelashes that out lined his dark brown bedroom eyes. His jet black curly hair was all slicked back, his thick mustache was outlining his large pouty lips, a chiseled jaw, high cheek bones and big strong chin. I thought to my self, with his solid over sized features, he must be big boned. With the enormous bulge in the front of his jeans and the large out line of his cock running down his leg, I knew he was big boned in the cock department too. He smiled at me and he had a dimple in each cheek, with his big movie star smile that could melt anyone. ”Hello!!” he said with a slight accent. “My name is Victor, but you can call me Vick.” I stuttered out, "HI! I’m George.” The manager said, " George will be helping you out, so be gentle when you break him in!!". He smiled at me and left. Vick laughed. "So Gorgeous George, you’re gonna be under me?" My mouth opened a little and my eyes looking into his, and I said in a shocked voice "Excuse me?" He then said smiling, “What I mean is, you’ll be my assistant.” The shocked look on my face turned into a smile and I said. “Oh…Yes and I’m sure, I will enjoy working under you. He was so big that standing next to him I felt like a 18 year old in high school. Then he put both hands on his hips, it showed off his flat stomach and large chest. He looked me up and down, with a raised eyebrow and a half smile on his face said. "Yes… I am sure I will enjoy myself too." I looked at the large basket in his tight jeans, and it appeared to pulsate as his cock got bigger. As he showed me around I followed behind him, because of the height difference his ass was at good eye level. My eyes were fixed on his tight jeans that covered his plump bubble butt. I watched his muscular ass cheeks flex as he walked, they were big and they sat on top of two big thick tree trunk legs. He told me he was 4 when his parents brought him and his two older brothers over from Italy about 28 years ago. We walked in to the back store room and he said that he only had the top two shelves left to check in this room, then he would be finished with the inventory. He told me to wait while he got the ladder. When he returned, he put it in front of one of the shelves and then explained how to read the bar codes off of the boxes and write them down. I got halfway up the ladder and it started to shake. He grabbed my ass with his big hands. I looked down at him. He was smiling and said, "I didn’t want you to fall" and winked at me. I told him to hand me the pad so I could write down the sku’s. After giving me the pad, he put his hand back on my ass. As I wrote them down, he firmly held me in place. He helped me down and moved the ladder to the next shelf. When I climbed up this time, I went up a extra step. When he reached up to hold me, his hands slid up the legs of my baggy basketball shorts and he cupped my bare ass. I felt the warmth of his big strong hand on my smooth hairless ass as he squeezed it. I took my time on this shelf. I had just finished writing down the last box of over stock when he said (in a soft deep anxious voice) "Are you almost done yet?". I yelled down to him "YA!" He then slid his hands out from under my shorts and I climbed down. He turned around and started heading for the door. I asked him where he was going. He turned and said, "It’s hot back here so I’m getting something to drink…Do you want something?" Yes! I said (thinking to myself…your ball juice is not on the menu.) I looked at his crotch and his big cock was hard, it ran down his leg and stopped above his knee. With my mouth drooling at the sight of his big hard cock I said …"I’ll take a cock…I mean a coke…! He smiled then turned and walked out the door. He returned with two soda’s and I noticed that he wasn’t hard anymore, but you could see the outline of his cock through his jeans. It was getting dark early and he said, "We’re going to have a severe thunder storm, If you want, I’ll give you a ride home. I looked at him and with a enthusiastic smile YEAH…Thanks! He then asked me " How far do you live from here?” I told him only a few blocks. I thought to myself (my ass could use a ride and I knew he had the dick to do it) We arrived back at my brother’s place around 5:30 PM. There were no lights on in the apartment. I looked at Vick and said, "OH SHIT! I didn’t get a key…I hope he’s home." Vick said he would wait for me while I went up and checked. I went up and knocked and there was no one home. I went back out to his Bronco and told Vick that my brother must be out for dinner. He said, "If you want, you can come over to my place and I could whip you up something to eat.” I hadn’t eaten all day, so I said, “Yes!”