Gay Erotic Stories

This started out as such a bad day. I couldn't seem to do anything right. My horse threw a shoe, when I tried to put a new shoe on her; I smashed my thumb bad enough to rip the nail off. I had to have our foreman finish shoeing that nag. I got on another horse, and I'll be damned if that stupid beast threw me. It chose to throw me into a pile of rocks. That hurt, let me tell you. Nothing went right this day.

I should tell you a bit about myself. My name is Tommy and I am 23 years old. I stand 6'1" and have copper colored hair and blue eyes. My chest is hairy, but not as chiseled as I'd like. I love tossing and slow dance with a sexy man.

Being a Friday, all the boys headed to town to have a little fun. But, since my hand and shoulder were aching (stupid horses!) I decided to stay behind. I went to the bunkhouse and decided to listen to some music as I took a shower. I put on Fly, by The Dixie Chicks (LOVE THEM), and sang along as I started the shower.

The hot water felt heavenly on my tired, aching muscles. I stayed under the hot spray for a couple songs, letting the heat ease the knots I had developed that day. I was toweling off as my favorite song, “Cowboy Take Me Away,” came on. Thinking I was alone, I pretended I was in concert as I belted out the song, waving the towel as I did a little dance.

I about had a heart attack when another voice joined in. I stopped singing instantly, and quickly covered myself with the towel. I looked toward the sound of the voice, and it was Charly. Charly was the nicest man I have ever met. He showed me how to be a cowboy when I signed on. He is also very sexy. He is 6'6", jet-black hair and icy green eyes. I have seen him without his shirt before, and his massive chest is covered in a dense rug of hair. His nipples are as big as quarters, and he has a nice six-pack.

"Don't stop on my account," Charly said as he grinned at my blushing face. "I love this song. Say Tommy, I hope I'm not wrong to ask, but would you dance with me?" I was shocked. I never told anyone I was gay. And I damn sure never told Charly how hot I think he is. But, I love dancing, so I slowly took his hand in mime and pulled him close. We swayed in perfect time with the music, our bodies moving as one.I put my head on his chest as he softly started singing to me.

I gazed up into his eyes, and I saw a hunger there that made my heart skip a beat. He slowly lowered his lips to mine and softly brushed across them. I let out a sigh as he tenderly kissed me again, and I surrendered my mouth to his moist tongue. We kissed for what seemed like eternity, but it ended too soon.

"Tommy, I want you," Charly whispered as he gazed into my eyes.

"I'm yours," I answered. He kissed my again, as if my kiss was keeping him alive. My hands began to remove his shirt as he kissed me. When I had his chest bared, I broke the kiss and began licking through his dense forest and made my way to his huge nipples. I lathed and nipped them, until Charly was moaning in pleasure.

Charly stepped back, and opened his belt buckle. He unsnapped the button, and slowly pulled down the zipper on his black Wranglers. I took his hands of his jeans, and lowered them for him. He was wearing a pair of black silk boxers, which I removed also. I looked at him in all his glory. His pubic mound was so thick you couldn't see the skin beneath. His limp penis was about three inches long, and had a long foreskin. I licked my lip and got down on my knees in front of this hairy god. I lightly ran my tongue along his dick, making him shiver. I took his rapidly rising manhood in my hands and licked his tip, just under the foreskin. I peel back his foreskin and slowly kiss the head of his now hard cock. Erect, it was about five inches long, and almost six inches thick. I had to strain to get it in my mouth, but it was worth it. I made love to his member, savoring the slightly salty taste.

After a few minutes, Charly pulled back. "My turn", he proclaimed as he pulled me to him. He removed the towel, and admired my rock hard eight incher. "It's longer than mine, but I'm thicker," he said as he engulfed my red hot rod. He took me all the way down to my base, sucking like a vacuum. After a little while, I was begging him to fuck me. He grinned, turned me around, and started rimming me. I moaned with the pleasure his tongue provided. He put the tip of his stalk at my hole, and said, "This may hurt at first, but I promise you will like it!"

Hurt a little? It felt as if he was trying to rip me in two. I breathed deeply as he worked his way inside me. When he started pulling back and pushing in, I was in heaven. I have never felt anything so good in all my life. I felt like we were connected, not just by bodies, but at the soul . I cried out as I came from his stroking, and shortly after, he let loose a hot lava flow in me, filling me beyond the top. He collapsed on my chest, struggling to catch his breath. We just held each other, sweaty and satiated, on the bathroom floor for a good twenty minutes. Then we went into his room in the main house, and made love in his feather bed. We collapsed in each other’s arms, sleeping until almost noon.

He kissed my lips when I awoke, and I knew I had found love. We went out to do our chores, not caring what anyone thought. Everyone else was hung over and ignored us. That night, as we were standing at the foot of his bed, I looked into his eyes and softly said, "Cowboy take me away" . He took me in his arms, and the rest of the world went away as we slipped between the sheets.