Gay Erotic Stories

"That's all right," I smiled. "You can stay here as long as you like."

"Thanks," he smiled back.

The days went on and we went to work (him shirtless as usual). Eventually Saturday came and we were both off for the day. John decided to mow the lawn, and I watched the sexy shirtless stud push that mower around. God, I wanted him so bad! We were living together, but I couldn't tell him how I felt. He's not gay, and it would make things very awkward.

John came in afterwards, soaked with sweat.

"God, it's hot out there," he said. "Beach weather."

I thought the same thing. We went upstairs to pack our stuff. I got my costume out and saw John hadn't. All he was taking was his towel!

"You forgot something," I told him.

"No, no, I'm off to the nudist beach," he said. "Peg and I used to go there all the time, but I need to go back there to show I'm free of her."

"I'll come with you then," I said, putting my costume away. We went to my car and got in, and I drove to the beach. John took off his jeans and boots as soon as we started moving!

"I like being nude in the car," he grinned. When we got there, he ran straight to the beach and into the sea. I watched him, his arse bobbing and his cock swinging from side to side. Oh my God, I really, really wanted him!

I got naked as well and started sunbathing. I wanted to be as tanned as he was. I fell asleep soon and eventually was woken up by something on top of me. John, nude, had snuggled up to me with his arm over me and was asleep. Our cocks were touching, and both of us were hard. I smiled and settled back down.

"You two look happy," said a voice. I looked up. It was my old boyfriend, Daniel. He was wearing just his blue baseball cap and had an all-over tan too.

"Daniel! I didn't know you came here!" John woke up but didn't take his arm off me.

"Glad to see you've moved on," he said. I smiled. "No, this isn't my boyfriend. Just my friend who's living with me since his wife left him." John confirmed this.

"Shame: you two would make a nice couple. Oh, there's Eric. See ya later." Daniel walked off. I turned to John; we were still both hard.

We decided to get some beers. We walked, nude, to the kiosk, when our cocks had flopped down. A few hours later, we were the only two on the beach. Both of us were completely pissed and still nude (in fact John had pissed all over the beach!). We were laughing about something when Daniel and Eric came back. They started kissing and cuddling on the beach, and then disappeared into some bushes. I grew hard. I knew what was coming next.

John was also getting hard. He stood up, drunk, and laughed. "I wanna see what they're doing!"

I led him over to the bush, and we peaked in. Daniel and Eric were sucking each other's cocks and moaning quite loudly. They rolled about on the sand, unaware they were being watched. It was very, very hot. Then Daniel started fucking Eric. Eric was screaming, "More, more!"

John and I were both completely hard by now and I saw white stuff oozing out of John's dick. I led him away quickly to another bush and he came everywhere, giggling as he did. I stared at his dick, very tanned, very hard, and very big.

John then stumbled towards me.

"I love you man!" he said, and kissed me before falling into my arms. He fell asleep straight away. I checked to see if he was all right; he was just very drunk. I kissed him back passionately.

"I love you too," I muttered as I helped him back to the car.

To be continued in Summer Fantasy Part 4