Gay Erotic Stories

I thought that Jeff was sexy from the first time I saw him. He was larger than me (more than a foot), with a big solid build. He was far from overweight, having that rounded, beefy muscle of a footballer or weight lifter. His chest stomach and legs were covered in dense blackish brown fur, his head buzzed, and a full goatee on his face. Being a sexy fellow anyway, he had started to wear denim shirts (loosely buttoned) and a blue baseball cap after work, which made him even sexier. When I first saw him, I made the mental note to myself that he was mostly likely straight or if he weren’t, he wouldn’t be interested in my small, slightly hairy body.

He had started dropping by to hang out lately. He was a friend of an ex-friend of mine. We had met this mutual friend online, and he had turned out to be a real ass to us both. This friend had turned on us both, creating various lies about us. Jeff and I didn’t go in for all the drama this “friend” had been cultivating. We both began to ignore him, deciding it was better to move on. We both had started to hang out together, having this experience in common, and due to the fact, we really didn’t know many other people. We had both just moved to town, and really hadn’t had the chance to meet many people because of work. Jeff and I had gotten along very well, and had found out we enjoyed a lot of the same things. I never assumed he was gay or even bisexual. I did know he was an all-around good guy, and I enjoyed his company. However, I secretly lusted after him, in reality, but appreciated the friendship he gave me.

One Wednesday, we had both gotten of work early had decided to go out and have a few drinks, deciding we could get home at a reasonable hour for work the next day. I decided we’d go out to the local gay club, which Jeff said he was comfortable with doing. He had on one occasion admitted to me he considered himself a “liberal, alternative person.” I had replied, “Does that mean you’re bi or gay?” “Let’s leave it at ‘alternative’,” he replied to me. I laughed and just left it alone, but in my mind, I thought about unzipping his khakis and sucking on his noticeably large package . We were out for a good while, drinking and carrying on. After a few hours, this cute twinky boy started to talk to me, and Jeff told me he was going to wander over to the pool table and play a game. The cute boy eventually wandered off, and I went to find Jeff. I couldn’t find him anywhere, I figured he had gone to take a leak, or get another drink. I decided to walk outside for a quick breath of fresh air. I walked outside the bar, and walked around the corner. Still being relatively early in a small city, there weren’t many people around. I stopped by a light post and leaned against it, taking it a large cool gulp of air. Then I realized that I heard a groan behind me. I heard it several times - very soft, faint. I realized it was coming from an alcove, where the bar met a nearby office, behind me. Being the voyeur I am, I wanted to see what was going on. I rationalized it by telling myself someone might be hurt.

I looked into the large alcove and saw two figures. Imagine my surprise when I saw Jeff’s face in the twilight. His eyes looking straight into mine. A muscular half-naked boy was turned away from me, Jeff’s hands running up the muscles in his back. Neither was wearing their shirts, and the boy’s jeans were loose, most likely unbuttoned. Jeff’s back was against the brick wall. The boy’s face ground into Jeff’s chest, licking his hairy nipples. Jeff winked at me as he pushed his hands into the back of the boy’s jeans, gripping his buttocks with his fingertips. He boy groaned on and on.

Jeff grinned at me. I was frozen to the spot. He pushed the boy’s pants down with his thumbs. He rubbed a hand over the boy’s hard ass, on hand working in the crack; one finger rubbed his twitching hole. Jeff motioned to me with his free hand. I slightly shook my head no. I gently rubbed myself through my pants. Jeff smiled back, and the boy shook under him as Jeff’s hands pulled on his ass.

Jeff bent forward slightly, looking at me as he licked, then nibbled the muscle boy’s earlobe. The boy gasped, he hands rubbing across Jeff’s buzzed head. My heart beat fast as Jeff whispered to the boy. One hand coming, making its way up the boy’s back to his curly black hair. Jeff gently pulled the boy’s hair, causing his head to turn, forcing him to see me. I gave the young man a lewd grin; he licked his lips in a grin. Jeff pushed his head back, whispering something else, and then licking the side of his neck.

He turned the boy around to where the boy was facing me. As the boy stood looking at me, his jeans now resting on his heavy boots, I could see how beautiful he was. His thin, muscled body shone bright and smooth in the evening’s light. He looked in his early twenties, with lean look of soccer player. He had a little patch of hair under his lip, with an aquiline nose and dark eyes. My eyes traveled all over his body. Catching the glint of the boy’s two nipple rings, I wanted to take them between my teeth and pull. My mouth watered as I caught sight of his large erect cock, and low-hanging balls. Jeff’ had already gripped the boy’s member, slowly rubbing up and down the length of it. Jeff still whispered to the boy, who looked at me with a wide grin. Jeff was louder now.

“I wanna fuck my Italian stud’s ass so bad with my big horse cock. Does my boy want this cock?” I could tell Jeff was rubbing his cock across the boy’s ass, the boy jerked and stiffened up, closing his eyes.

“Yes, sir,” he hissed. He moaned, as Jeff pushed forward. He gasped, his hands moving backward to Jeff’s waist, trying to grab him.

I pulled my cock out feeling the wetness on the head, as I watched Jeff enter the boy. The boy’s cock jumped, his balls tightening up. The boy licked his lips, looking at me with half-closed eyes.

Jeff bit the back of the boy’s neck as he pumped into the boy’s ass. As the boy bucked back against Jeff, the shiny precum oozing from the boy’s cock formed strings in the night air. Slivery threads floated in the cool air, like bits of spider’s web. Jeff’s hands grabbed the boy’s nipple rings, pulling them away from the smooth muscular chest. I had never imagined Jeff to act like such a crazed animal. I was so turned on listening to him growl, as he shoved his cock in the hot boy’s ass.

I saw the young excited man stiffen and his cock spasm as he released his load. Several volleys shot at me. Jeff’s hand covered the boy’s mouth as the boy yelled into it; even so, you could still faintly hear the primal, throaty scream. His other hand grabbed the boy’s black curls. The boy had pulled Jeff further into him. I saw Jeff’s face tighten- his teeth clenching so hard they almost shattered. One hand dropped to the boy’s stomach pushing him hard against Jeff, whose body jerked quick and hard against the boy. Watching the scene, I felt my own cum rising in me. My legs went weak as cum flooded out over my hand, the other hand rubbing against my chest under my shirt. I looked down, at the white goo shining in the moonlight, as it dripped to the ground.

I looked up. Jeff had turned the boy around, kissing him. Jeff’s hands massaged the boy’s ass, shining with the wetness of cum. Jeff’s fingers ran through the shining wetness, wiping across the boy’s dimpled ass. I stuffed my softening, wet cock into my pants, zipped up, and walked back toward the bar.

I went back in, and found the men’s room. Afterwards, I went to get another drink, my heart racing thinking about what had just occurred. There at the bar, with his back to me stood Jeff. I walked up to him. He looked at me and grinned. I smiled back, not exactly knowing what to say to him.

“You know something? He said to me, “ It’s getting late. I think we need to get on home.” He ran a hand over his goatee. I felt his other hand run across the ass of my jeans, grasping a cheek firmly.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” I said, grinning.