Gay Erotic Stories

One Very cold winter, I was driving outside in the blizzard going to my friend's house for a party. It was snowing so bad, the traffic was so bad, and plus I was getting a little dizzy staying in the car all day, so I decided to exit off the exit ramp and stopped for some gas. I got out the car and filled my gas tank up and went inside to pay for it. As I went to pick up some snacks, I saw a very tall man He looked to be 35 or 36 years of age. He had to be about 6 ft 5 inches tall, he had brown hair slicked back by hair gel, and He had a nicely trimmed goatee nicely chiseled face with gorgeous brown eyes. He had a very nice built body, with very long legs. I wanted to talk to him but I didn't have the guts to.

I saw him walk to the line and I fixed myself up. I walked up to the line and bumped into him on accident. "Oh I'm sorry", I said. He turned around and he gorgeous blue eyes glistened. "Its cool man." He said smiling. I smiled back and we stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. I guessed he liked what he saw; I'm not that bad looking at all. I'm 20, 6 ft 2, dark chocolate toned skin, light brown eyes, I am muscular because I am active in sports. One feature that really turns other men on is my hairiness. I have a very hairy chest and my legs are very hairy also. Anyways, It was his turn to pay for the gas. He turned around and paid for his stuff, walked out and took one more glance at me and walked out of the door. I smiled at him again and I took my turn to pay for my gas. I walked out the door and it stopped snowing. I went over to my car and saw a note on the window. I picked it off and it read some guys name and phone number on it. I assumed it was that fine ass man at the gas station. I smiled and got in my car and drove to the party a half hour late.

I arrived home early because the party wasn't all that hype. I changed my clothes and took out the number and read the name. "John Fredrick." I looked at the name and I kept thinking about those beautiful eyes, and those luscious lips he had with the goatee surrounding them. I decided to pick up the phone and call him. I dialed the number and it rang for a long time. I was about to hang up and he spoke with his sexy deep voice. "What took you so long?"

"What? How do you know who this is?" I said questioning.

"I remember your voice."

"I only said three words and you remember my tone." I said.

"Your voice was so sexy, I couldn't help but to remember how you sound." He said.

I blushed and we started talking to each other for a long time about everything. I never knew I would have some much in common. He was divorced from his wife 12 years with two kids left behind. He finally had it with her and her complaining about everything and even sex, She wouldn't go down on him anymore. He said he was through with women and their complaining about everything, so he was going try men.

"Well would your first man to be with me?" I asked hoping he would say yes.

"Hell yeah man, you would be my first black man I ever had. I always wanted to be with a black man, and well you finally showed up. Do you think we could ever meet up sometime?" he asked.

"Sure baby, we can meet now, I’m not doing anything now, plus it stopped snowing and I’m kinda horny anyways." I gave him the directions to my house and he said he would be there in 30 minutes.

(To be continued)