Gay Erotic Stories

A look was all it took to get me to follow him up the stairs. My greedy eyes watched his muscular ass as he climbed the steps ahead of me. My lusty mind wished he’d let me insert my already throbbing cock up his warm and tight butthole. I wanted to let it soak in his ass until I was able to shoot my hot sauce into him.

It was nothing more than a dream. So, I quickly dismissed it from my mind. We were now in his bedroom and he stared at me with those beautiful blue eyes. “Take your clothes off!” he ordered.

I complied immediately and was standing nude before him within moments.

“Get in that fucking bed!” he further ordered.

Once there, I watched him disappear from the room. My fears and desires, in that order, increased the second he returned. His attire was enough to grab my attention. He wore the leather ball harness I so fondly remembered from our first meeting - pull string and all. Then there was the thin brown leather tie, which hung so nicely in the jet black of his chest hair.

He sat on the bed beside me and laid one of his large, but unbelievably soft hands on my face. He stroked it gently and he told me how much he wants to take possession of my slim body.

“Well,” I said. “What are you waiting for?”

In less than a heartbeat, he was beside me caressing my body. He stared into my brown eyes, letting me know his wishes, without saying a word.

I began by kissing his sensually delicious mouth. This action sends my taste buds into overdrive and nearly takes the breath from my panting lungs.

He takes notice of my excited state, using it to his advantage by pressing his mouth just that much harder against mine. He knows damn well that I’ll open my hungry mouth wider to accept his thick probing tongue.

I feel hands again, this time on my stomach. They slide gently over my tight abs. I’m wracked with the most pleasurable sensation I’ve experienced in a long time.

My burning tongue goes to licking slowly over his left nipple until it’s hard enough for my teeth to lightly bite. His deep, guttural moans ring in my ears.

I look to see his head is now upon the pillow. His face is a grimace of erotic passion. I proceed further down to his hairy navel, delving deeply with my dripping tongue into it in trying to reach its end.

My man’s had more than he can stand for the moment. He holds my head in his strong grip and gently pushes it toward his visibly throbbing and oozing cock. When I put up the slightest bit of resistance, he increases the force, finally getting my mouth within a quarter-inch of his meaty cock. He knows I want as badly as he wants me to have it.

Instead of following my desire and going down on it, I stop and stare at this amazing slab of manhood. I watch it ooze. It makes my cock-hungry mouth water more than ever before. He begins toying with my senses. He wants to see how long I can resist his throbbing tool before I go all out to suck the sweet man-juice I know is within its length.

Naturally, it doesn’t take too long. I love the taste of his cock. I slowly swallow it inch by inch, until I’m able to feel the gentle scratch of his pubic hair on the end of my nose.

I whiff the sweaty smell of lust rising from his sperm-filled balls. I attack them with an unexpected gentleness. His moans and the rubbing of my head let me know just how much he appreciates my tongue upon his orbs.

To his surprise, I cease my oral action to fondle his thick and hairy thighs. I can’t wait to get my head trapped between them. He places his hands on my head, lifting it and our eyes lock in lust. The heat is mounting.

He rolls me over and sucks my cock into his hot mouth, sending me into hair-gripping, teeth-clenching enjoyment. I finally calm myself, so I’m able to watch him slurp on my black nine-inch throbber without getting too wild. Effortlessly, he begins to suck, throating it without a hint of having gagging.

He releases my turgid cock from the warm confines of his mouth and slurps my balls into his hungry maw. He gently sucks and licks them until I grab his head. I turn his gaze up to me, staring for just a moment into the heat of his blue eyes. He smiles at me through his hunger and then goes back to licking my balls. His moans are as deep as he was down on my cock.

To my horny surprise, he eases a thick finger into me, softly stroking my quivering asshole. Before long I feel it ease pleasurably into my hole. The anxious finger sends hot waves through me. I want his cock up my ass. While reaching for his twitching meat, I beg him to push the probing fingers deeper within my now flaming hot hole.

“You want this cock in you, don’t ya?” he asks with a malicious grin. “Yes!” I cry, with a voice I didn’t recognize as my own.

He only has to touch them before my legs are on the way up to be resting on his broad shoulders. My ass is wide open and willing to accept his cock. I relax the second he removes his fingers. I’m ready to take his ramrod up my not oft fucked hole. My relaxation affords him entry on the first thrust. At least half his pulsing manhood sinks in. I gasp then beg for more meat. This is the one cock I told myself would never fit up my ass. Deeper and deeper he goes.

It doesn’t take many strokes before he has all that cock in me. I can’t believe it. It’s all the way inside! Now, my only thought is of having him ride my ass until we reach mutual orgasm.

To my surprise, he blows his load in my hole within just a few strokes. But, I’m not satisfied in my need to be fulfilled by that bear of a man.

“I want to see you shoot that load!” he demands.

I was already beating my cock, practically praying for release. When I cum, I hear his voice telling me that was what he wanted. I also hear a satisfied ringing in my ears.

After cleaning up, we dress and head downstairs to the living room. He turns on the TV and asks what I want to drink. Rum & Coke is my reply.

Although my freshly fucked ass is tingling, I know I’d be a bit sore the following day. But, it was worth it! I thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of being wrapped up and held close to his hairy, masculine body. He notes that I’m paying more attention to his face than the TV program. He asks if I’m alright.

“Yes,” I said slowly. Then told him I want to service his bearishness again in the near future. He placed my hand on his cock. “It’s yours to service anytime you want.” He assured. “And by the way, you’ve got a sweet little ass on you.”

I smile and thank him for the compliment. Soon, we’re sucking each other’s tongues like madmen. He cut that short and pulled me closer. I hear him exhale in a heavy, excited way. The blue eyes carry his wishes like lasers, directly to my brain. He senses the methodical throbbing of my cock.

“Want something?” I ask, trying not to smile or divert my eyes from his already hard cock.

Spreading his legs, he reveals a three-finger wide hole dead center in the crotch of his well-worn Levi’s. I move closer as I stare into it. I’m able to confirm that it’s his hairy, slow-rolling ball I see. Not even an inch to the right sits his cock head, visibly pulsing and begging for release.

“I want you to suck my cock,” he says in the low tone that always makes my knees weak.

I get down on them and hobble the few steps to him. With just a tongue’s length to go, he slides back from me and then moves to the counter. He opens his legs. I quickly crawl there, mouth open, tongue out and ready to taste his sweaty balls.

He places a thick hand on my head and commands, “Stop!”

I halt and stare up at him in wait.

“Watch,” he whispers. It’s mesmerizing to see him insert two fingers in the hole and carefully pull his thick drooling cock out of the opening. My mouth waters as I watch a drop of hot juice fall to the floor. I wished I’d tasted it instead.

“You wanted that?” he asks.

“Yes,” I say immediately. He grips his meaty cock and says, “Don’t worry. I have more here for ya.”

I beg, “Can I have it, please?”

He clasps his hands behind my head to make sure he has complete control of it. I watch the incoming meat, opening my mouth wider as it gets closer. Just before the head goes between them, I lick my lips, insuring that it slides smoothly all the way down my open throat. I get in three slurping strokes. Then my mouth is empty. I open my eyes to see him standing before me, a beat-all grin across his face. “Was it good?” he sneers.

“Can I have some more?” I say breathlessly.

“What?” he asks.

“Please.” I say yet again.

“Come and get it,” he commands as he grips his rigid tool and shakes it at me.

As I get to it, he slaps my face with his heavy prong. I moan when I feel the cock juice streaming down my cheek and across my ear. He puts a hand on my head, using the other to grip his iron rod. He fucks my face like it should be done. Somehow, I free my aching fuck-meat, stroking it slowly.

“Damn!” he seethes and takes my joy away once again.

I stare at him, only to get another slap of hot cock and precum across my cheek.

“I don’t want to shoot yet,” he orders. “Open your mouth!”

He begins to fuck his stick in and out of my mouth. My ears are filled with the pleasurable sounds of icy inhalations and a grunted exhales each time I press my tongue against the underside.

The hairy balls come next. First, my mouth devours his heavy testicles until they’re dripping with saliva. Next, his low-hangers cover my nose as I ream out his hairy asshole. He grinds it down on my flickering tongue and relaxes the aperture so my tongue can gain just enough entry to taste his hot manliness.

He’s got fingers tight in my hair, pushing, pulling and rolling it to where and when he desires sensation the most.

Feeling his legs shaking, he rises from my face and returns it to his hardness. I gulp the meat into my throat.

“Eat that cock!” he orders. “Yeah. Eat it. You know how much you love it!!” His commands send my mind into meltdown and my throat opens fully.

I’m still slowly beating my oozing cock, barely able to retain the orgasm pressing hard for release.

I strain to watch the rapid-fire motion of his thrusts. My efforts are short-lived. I feel his pubes on my nose and my eyes close in rapture. I moan as my load jets out in streams, splattering across the floor and on my jeans.

“Yes! Shoot that fucking load!” he heaves. “I’ve got a load coming for you right…now!”

I pull back just an inch or so, and open my eyes to watch this phenomenon. The first spurt arcs straight down my throat, leaving me barely a taste on the back of my tongue. The second spurt splashes onto my closed lips and runs down my chin. I recapture the head a moment before the final spurt flies. Carefully I slip my tongue over the head to make sure I get a taste.

Oh, how sweetly salty it is! I wait for the plentiful dribbles to cease and for him to remove his still stiff cock from my mouth. Before standing, I slowly swallow his cum and thank him for it. He uses a thick finger to scoop the cum off my chin and plunges it into my mouth.

“That’s right,” he says. “Eat all of your leather daddy’s cum. You love it, don’t you?” I nod slowly, still sucking on his finger. My eyes are locked on his.

Sure, I’m impatient to have it happen again. But I can wait. It’ll be more than worth the wait to serve that bearded fucker again!