Gay Erotic Stories

He sat at home, alone and in just an A-shirt and boot socks. Almost into the television, but much more into the memory about the hot time with the guy who’d left an hour or so before. The growling of his stomach soon put him in the kitchen, still in recall, but he prepared his pork chops to be seasoned. A few minutes after he put them in the oven, he heard a knock. He went and slipped into a pair of shorts, and then he went to the door to see who was there. Behind the glass he saw the only man that could have started his thigh buddy to rise again so soon. The instant after the six-foot tall, solid built, 160-pound brown-haired man stepped through the threshold, his blue eyes locked on his host.

“Hello, how are you doing?” He asked with a grin.

“Really good, Larry. And yourself?” Griffin replied.

“Surviving, you know how it goes.”

Griffin couldn’t help but look down at his friends’ crotch, being that he’d dropped by so that Griffin would suck him off. They talked for a bit, during which time he told Larry about his dinner plans. He also leaned forward and groped the long dick in Larry’s pants while he sat on the chair. Then asked if he was willing to stay until he was finished, and invited him to share his food. Larry agreed to stay, declined dinner, and talked a bit longer, and then he excused himself to the outside for a cigarette.

Upon his return, Larry, Griffin and his dinner soon adjourned to the living room. Though the host had expected his visitor to sit close to him, he took a seat on the other side of the room. Griffin didn’t mind for it gave him a better view of that crotch. He stared blatant at it as he ate and conversed, with a look into those blue eyes on occasion just to see the heat that waited to be released. After he verbally proclaimed himself finished with his meal, Griffin wiped his mouth with his napkin, tossed it on the coffee table and then locked eyes with Larry. Who gave him that conceited grin that turned him on, but yet he hated so. He told his guest of his hankering for his cock, Larry suggested he come and get it.

“Comes with terms and conditions, does it?” He asked as he stood and walked across the room. Larry gave a quizzical stare. “Terms are, I want that cock, the condition is that I gotta come and get it. And not that I mind.” Griffin explained to have his buddy laugh. From there, all it took was a touch, and the personally affective guest wanted to see his bedroom.

To watch Larry undress was an act Griffin could never tire of. It was done in a manner, which showed his full intent to not only share the mansex, his cockiness gave him a bit of an edge over his buddy. Once that cock was exposed to his greedy brown eyes, Griffin saw and heard nothing else while it had his attention. Eight full inches long, two and a half thick and uncut. Oh how that veiny, throbbing cock made his mouth water! Made his knees weak in his willingness to drop before it. As they stripped, he told Larry how he’d wanted to suck his cock when they’d seen each other the day before. Larry dropped his shirt on the floor as he admitted that his cock had begun to get hard before they were close enough to speak. He also added that it throbbed right hard on the way over that day. Griffin said he was glad Larry had followed his cock and dropped by. Then he stepped from his jeans, climbed on the bed between those hairy thighs, spread ‘em, and licked first over those hairy balls.

His guest sucked in an icy inhale, let it out in a heavy exhale and immediately began to talk to him. He told Griffin how much he liked his tongue on his balls, and just how good it made him feel to be there. Griffin only groaned and growled to it all while he slid all ten of his long fingers over that manly body. First across the trim and lightly haired belly for a bit, then he moved up to Larry’s built and masculine chest. With the single finger that touched the nipple, Griffin sent his stud muffin into head-thrown-back gasps, then slid the other hand further up his form, so as to feel the movement of that prominent Adam’s apple when Larry growled and preformed the needed swallow. He called Griffin baby, grazed hands and fingers over his head, and whatever other part he could reach of him without having to sit up. He’d waited a week to get where he was.

All the while he licked and lashed tongue over those balls, Griffin felt that cock occasionally graze over his forehead. He was quick to reach up and help it along, gave it a gentle stroke on occasion to get more precum from it. It all felt so good that he soon spit out those balls, changed position and engulfed and cleaned the dick that throbbed in his hand. Larry sat up after one of those long throat holds and again reached all over the trim, 140-pound body of his six-foot host. All the while he talked him into a state of horniness that saturated his soul.

Griffin, meanwhile, fully enjoyed the cock that slid so fluently in and out of his oral cavity. He moaned, groaned, hummed and even attempted to talk around the mouthful. He eased Larry back into a prone position, freed that meat and continued the physical assault on his body. He got up his knees, crawled a step closer on the mattress and began to rub his cock over Larry’s, then got them both in a grip, seethed and stared into those beautiful eyes while he jacked them awhile.

Before he knew it, he was atop Larry, eye-to-eye, cock-to-cock. He grunted, buried his nose in that neck and he gripped those broad shoulders and humped that tight body like a dog in heat. Larry got hold of his host’s ass, groped, pulled and caressed the mansex-tensed flesh, and all the while, he loved the feel of that cut, nine-inch black cock as it was being ground into his body. He got a few fingers on one hand between their trim bodies, and played them over the head of that cock upon a forward thrust. The longer and more forceful Griffin ground that cock to Larry, the more he applied grip and pull to his ass. He even eased a finger down between those cheeks and played over the hairy, dark and inviting hole. He wanted to fuck it, as Griffin well wanted the same, but being that their orgasms were just a bit pressing…

Griffin eased back down Larry’s body, orally retrieved that cock, played a hand in the light hair that dusted his trim belly, then over the muscles that tensed up when he’d play hard over them with a few fingers. A need for a better angle of swallow made him move slightly further down, a move that put his hands on those trim hips. Griffin got anchor grip on them and went to that cock possessively. He took it fast for a while, then slowed to proficient leisure when things got too speedy and hot. More than once, Griffin brought that blue-eyed fucker to the brink of blowing that load. In stave, he’d either slow his action, or cease it altogether for a few seconds. Larry could do no more than show him what he wanted. Put forth every sexual sound and gesture that let his host know he loved his hot mouth, and only wanted more of it. He groaned, practically whined, and did all he could to persuade Griffin to let him get that cock off in his mouth. He soon found out that his host had other ideas.

Just because it was so close, Griffin returned the grip and caress on Larry’s firm and hair-dusted asscheeks. Larry raised his legs a slight bit, his host followed suit. Slid hands down the front of those stocky body supports, then up the backside till he reached that ass again. To touch it sent Griffin’s mind into a sexual frenzy. Damn how good it felt! So soft, yet the light hair gave it a wonderful rough and masculine texture. The more he groped that ass, the more he wanted to see it while he did so. Larry only coaxed him on; his host groaned loud and long, then released that hard cock from his oral grip.

Then he asked Larry to turn over so he could get a look at that ass. He happily obliged then his host was in heaven. He kissed one cheek of that ass and applied grip and grope to the other. Grazed both hands down the thighs and calves, then up the trim torso again to apply light massage to Larry’s solid back. Griffin worked those areas with a passion as he talked his buddy into a passionate frenzy. Larry in turn talked back, told his host what he wanted, called him ‘baby’. His hands went to Griffin’s scalp-cropped curls, tried to get that impossible grip and hold so he could get that cock back in that hot mouth. He told his fuck buddy to take that cock back and suck him off, his buddy said he wanted to, but added there was something about him that had his oral attentions otherwise occupied.

He had slid a hand down where Larry’s cock and balls were pressed to the sheet. While he enjoyed the feel of the thicker amount of hair that covered his perineum, the hand had encountered those hairy nuts. Something about the way they lay there had set Griffin’s mouth to again water, and he was eager to again service them. Larry was eager to feel it again, figured he’d have to change position to give him access, but his host showed him otherwise. He simply spread those legs, got between them, crammed his nose into that perineum and wagged out his tongue and enjoyed a taste of those balls. It was quick that Larry got up on hands and knees to give his host total access to his rolling low-hangers. Griffin turned right on over onto his back, shoulder-crawled up the bed to get between those legs, and then he slurped both those balls in.

Larry began to moan, call his host by his name, baby, or whatever other ones came to his sexually charged mind. He tried even harder with that hand to get that grip on Griffin’s head, and praised him when he moved as he instructed. After he watched for a while and loved how that mouth loved his nuts, he moved closer to Griffin’s chin, reached behind himself and began to work the sensitive nipples. When Larry played a hand from a nipple to and over that long cock, then on to that sensitive ass hole, his host made a change. He let a hand leave Larry’s nipple, raised his legs and put his feet over the strong shoulders. His blue-eyed buddy’s action got Griffin to doing a fine, left handed stroke job on his own cock. Made him want Larry to finger-fuck him a while longer, then turn him over and push all eight-inches in his hole.

“I know what you really want, don’t I?” Larry huskily asked to have his buddy nod. So back he went to both those nipples, pinched, pulled and slightly twisted them. His host only called for more, licked those nuts and ground his whiskered chin into Larry’s perineum.

Larry stroked his own cock while Griffin watched with full zeal. He reveled to watch the handwork, for he knew each new stroke brought that stud ever closer. He hoped his wildfire gazes upward helped his blue-eyed buddy along, for he wanted nothing more than to see, and maybe even feel that load as it traveled out of that uncut meat. It soon came time, and Larry asked where Griffin wanted that load. His host released his balls, got before that cock and simply opened his mouth and wagged his tongue out. While his own load covered parts of his belly and Larry’s back, Griffin took every shot of that load, then took the head in and washed tongue over it till it was clean.

They lay in silence long enough to let calm breath return to their lungs, then stood so Griffin could clean his cum from them. After he wiped cum from Larry’s back, Griffin began to chuckle when his guest exhaled with relief several times while he got dressed. He told Griffin how much he’d enjoyed what they’d shared, to have the compliment returned with an invitation to drop by again. Larry agreed to return another night that week, then his host walked him to the door, groped that cock one last time, smiled then watched his ass bounce as he walked down the stairs.

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