Gay Erotic Stories

I had known Billy for years. He was my wife Maria's college classmate, and the fact that he was gay didn't bother either of us. He was a genuinely good person. My first marriage was a cold one, which I made up for by fucking every available pussy, which was plentiful in the sexually free '70's. I had also experimented with a few gay friends, but could never get into anything but the actual sex. Kissing seemed gross to me, but the pure sexual pleasure was exhilarating. It had been years, though, since I had shared those pleasures with another man. My first lame attempt at seducing Billy occurred on a horseback ride deep in the forest. He had previously made a few vague references to gay sex between us, most in front of my wife, so we all laughed and passed it off as a joke. I could tell, though, that there was something more on his mind. At forty, he was bright and attractive, slender but toned in the gym. A few years older myself, my 6'1" frame still showed the well-defined muscle of my athletic days, just a bit of fluff around my middle. As we rode along, both of us needed to stop and pee. We pulled off the trail and went about our business. I made sure to expose my soft cock and shaved balls to him while we peed. Unsure if he had taken the hint, I buttoned my Levi's and we went on with our ride, his having made no reference to anything more. Months later we rode to a big party on horseback, while my wife and others drove to the ranch on which it was held. On the way out, we talked about his gayness and I mentioned that I thought it was completely natural to seek sexual pleasure wherever one could, adding that I thought everyone was at least bisexual at heart, including myself. The dancing and drinking went on into the wee hours, and it was after 2 am when we mounted up to return home. As we approached the stable at a gallop the cold had sent chills down our spine. We unsaddled and put the horses and tack away, and bumped each other in the hay shed. He reached around me and said "Be careful, you're likely to make me horny." Then he reached down and felt the bulge in my jeans. "Oh, I see you like the idea." "I always have," I replied. With this he kissed me—a strange feeling at first, his beard and my mustache brushing as he gently forced his tongue between my lips, but not altogether unpleasant. Billy then unbuttoned my fly and said, "I've wanted to taste this ever since that day we pissed together in the forest." "Me too," I whispered as I freed his boner from his tight jeans. He dropped to his knees and began sucking on my raging seven inches. His hot mouth felt like velvet in the cold night air, as I fervently jacked his curving six incher. "Are you sure you want this?" he asked. I responded by sucking his dick into my mouth, and telling him "What I really want is for you to stick this in my ass." Shocked, but aroused, he said "I'll give you a rim job like you wouldn't believe." Then we heard something in the dirt road in front of the stable. We quickly pulled up our pants and walked out from behind the bushes that shielded our view. There were some local kids smoking and drinking beer within 30 feet of where we had been pleasuring each other. "Hey, you kids don't need to be hanging around here at this time of night", I told them. They nodded and moved on down the road. As we walked to the house he invited me to his room. "I'll be there in a little bit, I want to fuck Maria first, then she'll be out for the night." When I got to our room Maria was lost in a deep champagne induced sleep, and I was unable to rouse her. Oh well, I thought, I have another option. I went to Billy's room and found him lying nude on the bed stroking his hardon. I quickly undressed and joined him in a hot 69. "I want you in my ass", I told him. "You're really full of surprises for straight man", he whispered. He rimmed me while I sucked his shaft, teasing his piss slit with my tongue. Try as we might, the drink and anticipation wouldn't allow him to achieve the hardness necessary to penetrate my tight man pussy. After several unsuccessful attempts, I returned to my room to check on Maria. I lay there beside her for a while and realized that although she was out for the night, I was up for something more--especially my rigid seven-inch probe. I went back to Billy's room where I tried in vain to sit on his cock and feel the fullness I wanted so. No luck. He was depressed over his inability to follow through, but I told him not worry, and lay down and held him tenderly. I reached over to his semi-erect cock and gently stroked him. It never did get hard, but I could tell by his breathing that he was going to shoot his load anytime now. Sure enough, he gasped and filled my hand with his love juice. He kissed me tenderly and thanked me before I returned to my room for an hour of satisfied sleep that was soon broken by the dawn.