Gay Erotic Stories

I had been going to a gym in my neighborhood for a few weeks when I noticed a really good-looking guy who was apparently on the same schedule as me. It was one night after my workout I saw him in the shower. I thought he was hot with his clothes on--with them off--I was stunned. Just a really thick, sausage sized 7 inches of perfectly sculpted meat. He had his crotch shaved bald too. The next week, he came up to me in the shower and said, "You look like you need a good fuck." I pondered that for a minute. Then he said, "I mean, I saw you looking-staring-drooling--whatever, last time man. We need to make a date! My name's Tom, I'm bi. I don't do guys very often, but my girlfriend's away and from your stares, you look like you’re totally gay. Am I right?"

I sheepishly replied, "Yes, I'm gay."

"Good, why don't you come back to my place and have a few beers?"

When we got back to his place, it was cool; we were soon both buzzed and horny. He lit candles in his bedroom and told me to strip to my underwear. I did, in my little bikini. Then he turned and instantly stripped totally nude with his cock almost fully hard and dripping already. He said, "I hope you didn't mind me skipping the underwear part, I know what you're looking for and don't want to deprive you of anything…" He then got a wicked smile on his face and started looking back and forth between his raging hard dick and my face. We both were getting hot, and then Tom turned up the heat. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me toward my destiny--his gorgeous, swollen, dripping, bigheaded cock, the sweetest you could hope for. He held me in close to the dick for a second then waited. In a minute, he pushed his dick to my lips and said, "okay."

I opened my mouth instinctively and received his erotic soul. The thing all men should either give or receive. Dick. I'm a receiver, or so I would be re-taught that day. For 20 minutes, we basically bounced around his bedroom with me sucking him in every position imaginable. Then he had me on my back and told me to open wider to take in his scrotum. "Both balls baby," he told me. And boy, oh boy did he whack that cock around my face as he got his balls in. He was calling me a "cock sucking gay" and "dick lover" as he did my face.

What was kind of cool was that we locked eyes while he was tea bagging me and both could kind of tell that for that me, as a bottom type, the next step was just a short step away to a bittersweet, wondrous area that the kinkiest of us can't keep away from. I would have Tom's musky anus placed on my lips just a minute later. With him moaning up, "Oh yeah, oh your tongue, yes..." It had been a while since I'd done this but I quickly recalled how magical it is to make the anal to mouth connection. It's got to be the deepest kink in the human connection.

And some of us are just plain meant to eat ass. You'd think I was by the way he was groaning, especially when my tongue got through his sphincter. We seemed really connected then. What makes me think of the 'connection' thing is because shortly afterward, he said, "I want to make the ultimate connection with you. You are the designated bottom and I am the designated TOP. We will both have a good time and you will confirm to me as soon as you realize it, okay?"

"Yes! Yes!" I shouted back. Then I was pushed on my back and Tom ripped off my bikini bottom and he pointed out that the front was soaked with precum. He flipped me up and put spit soaked fingers to my tight hole and opened me as we both watched his fingers going into me. Tom blew my mind when he made me suck his fingers to make them wet as he said, "Your ass tastes good too, doesn't it?" I could only nod in mesmerized agreement. He had me get his fingers dripping wet, and then played with my asshole for a good ten minutes while my cock was hard and dripping.

So, very slowly he put the thick cockhead to my anus and pushed it around. On the third poke it went thru and didn't really hurt at all, which was nice. His fingers (and my saliva, mmm) had made the task far easier for the sweet prick that was making me a genuine bottom man. As he pushed in further, he leaned down close and whispered in my ear very sexily, "You're gonna be MY bitch tonight..."

"Just relax,” Tom continued. "This will take a bit, but you will get real horny to have my cock deep in your ass." Then he rolled me onto my side, pushed my right leg skyward and began a slow, methodic fuck.

I couldn't help but melt. I literally felt like a rag doll being bounced and taken and I let go in the most delightful way in my mind. Then he dug in and started kissing my the back of my neck while we fucked and he said, "You take cock well man. You’re gonna be a nice bottom guy for me" Next, Tom got me on all fours and grabbed the back of my hair and pulled back, tilting my neck up. He started giving deeper thrusts and practically shouted out, "You gay guys just LOVE cock don't you. Take it, take this fucking prick you prick lover."

"Confirmation," I panted back. "Your cock feels so damn good. I love it." I was beside myself with lust at his talk and his domination of me. He told me he was getting close and wanted it to be "special." Well it sure was, as he pulled out of my ass, he put his dick right in my face. "Lick off that ass taste man!" Tom commanded. I reached out with my tongue and got a stronger taste of my ass from his big cock. Then he grabbed my hand, slapping it on his dick and said, "Jerk me off, jerk it right now, right now."

He was almost totally out of breath. As I did what I was told there was no doubt to what was what he considered 'special.' Judging from the state of his balls, massively swollen and up against his crotch, there was no doubt that I was about to receive more--the money shot. Hey, I felt ready to take it as a good bottom guy should and then with a groan from him, the first hot shot of semen hit me square across the cheek. The next in went in my hair. I learned later that by not having sex much, he had been storing up, and whew. Man, I was face painted. Deliciously so! Tom grabbed his digital camera and got shots of my cum-covered face with his cock right in front of it.

He next ran and got a glass and told me to jerk off into it. I got about ten strokes in before I blasted a thick load forward with Tom helping me hold the glass. He teasingly put the glass to his lips and said, "Nah, you drink it, you're the gay one." He put his hand on the back of my head again and tilted it upward. He put the glass to my lips and said in a whisper, "bottom's up" in my ear. I drank my own cum down as he watched me with a smile on his face.

Tom and I lay in bed for a while afterward and he told me that his girlfriend was prissy when it came to sex. "But you are really good man, you did everything you were told with no backtalk. I like that a lot."

We got together a few times after that and one day he explained he had just broken up with his girlfriend because he found our sex so much more intense. He's asked me to move in with him and I think by summer, it's going to happen.