Gay Erotic Stories

Danny had heard of the Arnold Classic, the biggest bodybuilding show in the world, but he never realized that it was held in Columbus. Besides the competition itself, it was three days of guys showing off their muscles, and it dawned on him that where there were muscles, there would be guys lusting after other guys with muscles. He couldn’t afford tickets to the pre-judging or the main event, but tickets to the expo were only ten bucks, and that got you in to over six hundred exhibits, which meant also hundreds, maybe thousands of bodybuilders checking out those exhibits. Danny could easily pass for a bodybuilder and he figured he could attract his share of attention.

He told his parents simply that he was going to the expo. But he had more in mind. He wanted to see how much he could rake in. He dressed up in a pair of snug-fitting jeans that he had nearly outgrown and a thin, black, body-hugging shirt that molded to fit his physique. The neck band hugged his neck and the sleeves were so short that they reached up to his shoulders. He could barely get his butt packed into the jeans. He topped it off with boots and a baseball cap and a silver choker necklace. Yeah, he could pass for a bodybuilder, easy. Not one of the freaky guys with bulging veins and bumpy skin, but a smooth build with the veins showing in his arms. Danny entered the huge exposition hall with an excitement that he hadn’t felt in a long time. He was in a sea of muscle. He knew the key was eye contact. If a guy made eye contact with you, it meant he was interested in what he saw. He made a lot of eye contact, but too many of them timidly glanced away when he met their gaze. A couple of guys nodded and when Danny smiled back, they spoke.

“Hey, man, how’re you doing?”

“Good. You?”

“Nice arms and shoulders,” the man said. “Nice everything, in fact.”

“Thanks,” Danny said. “You, too.”

“Nice shirt, too. It shows off your body real nice.”

“I try,” Danny said. “Looks like you do, too.”

“Do you know where the booth is that’s selling fruit protein shakes?” the man asked.

“No, I didn’t know there was one.”

“I’ll buy you one if we can find the booth,” the man said. “We could go back to my hotel room and drink it, talk workout routines and stuff.”

“Uhh…okay, but I, uh…well, I’m sort of my own walking exhibit,” Danny said. “Oh, you’re working the crowd.”

“Trying to,” Danny said.

“Well, you should do okay, you got my attention and I’ve seen some other guys looking. But I’m not in the market to pay.”

“Sorry.”

“So am I. Good luck.” Danny wedged his way through more of the crowd. Squeezing in between people it was impossible not to feel solid muscle all around him. It felt good. It also felt good to openly look at other guys without anybody thinking you were nuts or gay. Going down another aisle, he was smashed up against a young guy about his own age, definitely a bodybuilder. “Sorry, there’s nothing I can do about this,” the guy said.

“Nothing to apologize for,” Danny said. “We just go with the flow of people.” The crowd wasn’t moving and they were practically smashed together, facing each other and they didn’t try to avoid it. “This could get real interesting,” the guy joked.

“Yeah, it could,” Danny agreed. But he didn’t figure the guy was good for any money.

“Did you go to the pre-judging?” “No. I couldn’t afford tickets to anything but this,” Danny said.

“Yeah, me too. You get to see most of the big guys here anyway, and you can talk to most of them. I like that better than the big show.”

“Looks like you’ve got a good collection of photographs,” Danny said.

“Yeah, plus a shit-load of freebies,” the boy said. “Hey, if we ever get to the end of this aisle, I was headed out to get something to eat. You wanta join me?”

“Sure.”

It was twenty minutes before other worked their way through the crowd to the open space at the exit. “Hey, my name’s Justin,” the boy said, putting out his hand.

“Danny.”

“You here by yourself or are you with someone?” Justin asked.

“By myself.”

“Where are you from?”

“Right here, Columbus,” Danny said.

“Lucky bastard, all you had to do was take a cab, huh?”

“Where are you from?” Danny asked.

“Denver. I’m with three other guys; we’re sharing a hotel room.”

“Welcome to Columbus,” Danny said.

“Hey, do you want to grab lunch and take it back to my room, get out of this crowd for awhile?”

“Sure, but what about your room mates?” Danny asked.

“They’re all locked into this mess too. If I get back to the room first and hang the tag out on the door they won’t bother us. It’s an agreement we made.”

It was the first Danny dared to think that the guy was interested and the prospect of climbing in the sack with him was exciting as hell. He hated to bring up the money issue.

“Look, just so you understand, I’m here, more or less, on business,” Danny said.

“Oh, you’re manning an exhibit.”

“I, uh…I’m my own exhibit.”

“Oh. I see,” Jusstin said with a smile. “How much?”

“Two hundred,” Danny said.

“Whew! That’s out of my reach; that’s the reason I’m sharing a fuckin’ room with three other guys and not going to the big show,” Justin said. “What’re you doing, working your way through school?”

“Trying to get enough money to get into school,” Danny said.

“Well, dammit! I’ve had my eye on you for the last two hours. Every time I saw you I was visualizing you without that shirt, then without your jeans.”

“I could really go for it myself, but…”

“Hey, maybe we could work together, if you would consider taking on a partner. You know, do a dual performance.”

“I don’t know if I’m going to find somebody who’ll lay out four hundred bucks for two of us,” Danny said.

“Make it three, I’ll only take a hundred,” Justin said.

Danny had to think about it for only a moment and Justin could tell he was going for the idea. “If you find somebody, call me on my cell phone,” Justin said.

“I don’t have a cell phone,” Danny said.

“No problem.” Justin unsnapped a dual pouch on his belt and took out what Danny thought was a cell phone. “This is a walkie-talkie. Just push this button and you’ve got me.”

“You don’t even know me, and you’re going to trust me to walk away with half of your walkie-talkie?”

“Why shouldn’t I? Are you planning to steal it?”

“No, of course not.”

“Then there’s no reason not to trust you,” Justin said. “And I sure as hell want to get to know you.”

They separated and Danny went to work on eye contact again. He was surprised when he met the eyes of Jake Wentworth, a young, up and coming bodybuilder who was blowing away his competition in everything he entered in the teen class. He wasn’t sure who smiled first but Jake’s smile widened and he nodded a quiet greeting as they came closer in the crowd. Danny thought maybe he was nodding and smiling to someone else and he glanced over his shoulder but there was no one there who showed any recognition. He turned back to find Jake right in front of him. All two hundred and thirty pounds of him, his muscles bursting the seams of his T-shirt.

“Hey, how’s it going?” Danny mumbled, still not sure that he’d made any connection with the big stud.

“Good. You?” Jake said.

“Great. This is quiet a show, huh?”

“Incredible. You get to meet all the big guys,” Jake said.

Danny laughed. “Sorry for laughing, but in case you hadn’t noticed, you ARE one of the big guys,” he said.

“Oh, hell, I’m nothing compared to most of these guys,” Jake said, looking around.

“Well, you’re enough that I would like to have my picture taken with you, if it’s okay.”

“Hell yes, its okay,” Jake said. “Now I’ve got two fans. You and my Mom.”

“Not your girlfriend?” Danny said.

“Don’t have one.”

“That’s hard to believe,” Danny said. “I would think you’ve got girls climbing all over you.”

“I guess I could, but they always want to get involved, and I don’t have the time for it.”

Danny asked a guy to take their picture then stood beside Jake. He wasn’t surprised when Jake put his heavy arm across his shoulder; it was a pretty common gesture. He was surprised when Jake dropped his arm and lowered his hand to the small of his back, and then he let his hand slide lower, just over the curve of his butt. Maybe it was just a casual move that didn’t mean anything, but Danny could’ve sworn he gave his butt a little squeeze.

“Are you with anybody?” Jake asked as they stepped apart.

“No.”

“Then would I be out of line if I invited you up to my hotel room?”

Danny swallowed hard. Geezuss, Jake Wentworth was inviting him to his hotel room, after he’d just squeezed his butt! Dammit, he hadn’t counted on this; being able to connect with real live, gorgeous bodybuilders who wanted the same thing he did. He was almost ready to abandon his trade.

“No, it wouldn’t be out of line,” he said. But his voice lingered on, giving rise to Jake’s questioning look.

“There’s a but in your tone,” he said. “Not as nice as the butt I had my hand on, but…”

“Well, actually, I’m, uh…sort of…working the place. If you know what I mean,” Danny said.

Jake laughed. “I guess we’re in the same business,” he said.

“Hey, I would be willing to forego business,” Danny said. He couldn’t let this big stud slip through his fingers. It was all he could do to keep his hands off of him right there in public.

“I wish I could…I would like to…but I bought a one-way ticket and I’m trying to get the money to get back home,” the youth said.

“I understand. Well…it was close,” Danny said.

“Fuckin’ close, dude,” Jake said. Danny was ready to forget the reason he’d come to the convention hall and just enjoy himself. That was the second time and Jake made him break out in a sweat. He half wished he’d asked the guy how much he was charging. Maybe he would. But he couldn’t see him in the crowd. He turned to go on and smashed hard against another man. “Oh, sorry.”

“No damage done,” the man said.

Danny knew instantly from his sing-song voice and then the expression on his face that he had a prospect. “Are you enjoying the show as much as I am?” the man asked, his eyes raking up and down and back and forth over Danny’s body. “I…I don’t know, it’s hard to say,” he stammered.

The man worked his way to one side of the aisle, in front of an un-manned booth. “Stud, if you’re not available, just tell me to get lost. If you are, tell me how much.”

“Two hundred,” he said.

“Done,” the man said without blinking an eye.

“Three if you want my partner, too,” Danny added quickly.

“Where’s your partner?” the man asked.

“I’ll try to get him on my walkie-talkie if you’re interested.”

“What does he look like? Is he anything like you?”

“Well, I’m just gym-built; he’s a true bodybuilder,” Danny said. “I don’t know anything else about him; it’s the first time we’ve worked together.”

“Tell him room 338, the Addison Hotel,” the man said.

As he followed the man through the tight crowd, Danny called Justin on the walkie-talkie. There was no answer. He tried again and again, till finally Justin answered.

“I’ve got one,” Danny said.

“Aw, fuck…so have I, only he don’t want two of us.”

“Well, go for it, maybe later,” Danny said. He clicked off the walkie-talkie. “Sorry, he’s tied up,” he told the man. They were near the doorway leading out. Suddenly he thought of Wentworth. “Listen, there is somebody else I might be able to get if you wanta give me a chance to find him.”

“Can you call him?”

“No, I just met up with him. Jake Wentworth.”

“THE Jake Wentworth? The teen bodybuilder?”

“Yeah. I just had my picture taken with him.”

“Well, he shouldn’t be too hard to find,” the man said. “Are you sure you can get him to come along?”

“Absolutely sure. But I don’t know what he charges.”

“I don’t CARE how much he charges,” the man said. “In fact, there’s an extra hundred in it for you if you can get him.”

“Okay, if I can find him, we’ll both be there. If not, are you willing to settle for me?”

“Gladly,” the man said, squeezing Danny’s arm.

“Okay, room 338.”

He found Wentworth surrounded by a bunch of giggling, swooning girls having their pictures taken with him. He was enjoying the hell out of it, letting them blatantly feel his arms and his abs. Danny motioned for him and he broke away from the girls and made his way through the crowd.

“What’s up?” Jake asked.

“I’ve got a job for us if you’re interested.”

“Hell, yeah.”

The two muscle boys shouldered their way through the crowd to the exit and out onto the street. “He’s at the Addison,” Danny said.

“Good, that’s walking distance,” Jake said.

“We didn’t come to terms, but he said he didn’t give a dam what you charged so I’m guessing its wide open,” Danny said.

“Okay, we don’t give him a price,” Jake said. “We tell him to give us what he thinks we’re worth, afterwards.”

“You don’t think he’ll try to put the screws to us?”

“Look at you, look at me. Would you try to put the screws to us?” Jake asked. “I’ve operated this way before,” he went on. “If money’s no object, they’re usually generous with tips.”

They took the elevator up to the third floor and found room 338. Danny knocked and they waited. The man was all smiles when he opened the door.

“Oh, I see you found him,” he said.

“He’s not that hard to find,” Danny said.

“Well, come in, and make yourselves as comfortable as you like,” the man said. “My name’s Gregory, by the way.”

“I’m Danny, and you know who this is,” Danny said.

“Yes, Jake Wentworth. I can’t believe I’ve go you in my room,” Gregory said.

“I’ll try to make a believer out of you,” Jake said as he started getting comfortable. Gregory watched as he stepped out of his shoes and pulled his jeans off. His massive legs bulged under his weight as he balanced on one leg then the other. “God, you’ve got great legs,” Gregory said. “And I love those briefs,” he added.

“Yeah, when they made those, they didn’t have you in mind,” Danny quipped.

“There’s not as much to them as it looks,” Jake said as he turned around to show his bare butt. The briefs were a thong.

“They ran out of material, huh?” Danny said as he took off his shoes.

“Let’s see what you’re wearing,” Jake said.

Danny took off his jeans to reveal the deep burgundy hip briefs he was wearing. They dipped low in front with the weight of his manhood and he wondered if he or Jake would be the biggest.

“Getting those briefs on was stretching it, I would say,” Jake said. “Take off your shirts, I can’t wait to see your muscles,” Gregory said. They both took their shirts off and stood for the man’s inspection. He gasped and had to catch his breath. He put his hands on Danny’s abs and on Jake’s pecs. “Godd, you guys feel like you were carved out of rock,” he said. He let his hands fall to their briefs where he cupped the bulging weight of their manhood. “Oh, my god, two young stallions,” he said hoarsely. When he started to reach his hand inside Jake’s pouch, he stopped him. “Huh-uh, not till you get out of your clothes, too,” Jake said.

“I’m going to feel so inferior in front of you guys,” he said. “You look like you take good care of yourself,” Danny said.

“But you two are so intimidating.”

“Just remember, we’re here at your pleasure,” Jake said. “It don’t matter what you look like, you’re calling the shots.”

The man was stripped on no time, not because he as anxious to show off his body, but because he wanted to get inside the boy’s briefs. Besides, he wasn’t in such bad shape. A thin layer of softness covered but didn’t conceal what was once a well-muscled body. Not bad, Danny thought, for a guy old enough to be their father. He thought, what would Jake think if he saw his dad.

Still, Jake wouldn’t let Gregory touch his pouch. “Turn around,” he told him. When the man was turned around, Jake peeled his thong off and tossed it aside and motioned for Danny to do the same. Danny wasn’t sure if he should feel inferior to the teenager or not. He was big and thick, and heavy, but he wasn’t hard yet. Danny took his briefs off.

“Shit, man,” Jake said when he saw Danny’s manhood.

“You, too,” Danny said.

“We’ll see, I guess, in a minute,” Jake said.

“Can I turn around?” Gregory asked anxiously.

“Yeah.”

He turned around with a gasp. “Oh, Godd…Ohhh, the gods are smiling on me today. You are beautiful! Oh, how did you grow such big cocks at your age?”

Jake pulled on his own cock, and then he surprised Danny by reaching out and pulling on his cock. His surprise showed.

“I guess I didn’t ask if this is a three-way, or if he’s going down a one-way street with both of us,” Jake said.

“It’s a three way if you’re willing,” Danny said.

“I’m willing,” Jake assured him. He looked at Gregory then. “So, how do you want us, what do you want us to do, or what do you want to do?” he asked.

“Oh, I don’t know where to start,” Gregory said. “I’m almost afraid to touch.”

Jake reached out and took Gregory’s hand and put it on Danny’s cock. It throbbed in his hand and grew another inch or so. Gregory reached for Jake’s cock, too.

“How big are these things going to get?” he asked as he pulled on both cocks.

“Looks like he’s going to beat me,” Jake said, nodding to Danny’s cock.

“The race isn’t over yet,” Danny said. “Wait till we both get hard.”

When they were both hard, Danny won by about a half inch and some girth. Jake’s head was bigger, though. “Fuck, it looks like somebody stuck a baseball on the end of your cock,” Danny said.

“Yeah, well, you’re carrying the bat,” Jake said.

Gregory urged the boys to the bed where they lay across it. He crawled between Jake’s legs and took hold of his cock. He wet his lips then licked up and down the tall shaft to get it wet, then took it in his mouth.

“Ohhhhhh, I love that first feel of a mouth on my cock,” Jake moaned. Danny hunkered his cock up through Gregory’s other fist. “So, you wanta mix it up a little?” Jake asked Danny.

“Yeah.”

With that, Jake reached over for Danny’s head and turned his face toward him and kissed him. Danny squealed with pleasure as the young bodybuilder’s tongue snaked into his mouth, lashing around for his own tongue. Just then, Gregory went down on his cock and he groaned into Jake’s mouth. And suddenly he didn’t care what they were going to get paid.

Danny’s dad wasn’t as pleased as Danny thought he would be when he showed him the money he’d made at the bodybuilder show. The man knew what the boy had done to earn it. Gregory had given him and Jake five hundred each and then Danny picked up another guy who wanted to be fucked by a teenager. That was another two hundred for about twenty minutes work.

He could have fucked him longer but the guy got so excited that he shot off and didn’t want to be fucked anymore. He got a third proposition standing at the urinal in the men’s room. The guy was about thirty, good looking, and built and when they were standing there alone for a moment he bluntly asked Danny if that thing he’d hauled out was available for a three-way, with his wife! The man took Danny to the parking lot where his camper was parked. His wife was waiting. The guy was straight. He was simply finding cock for his wife. Danny fucked her eyeballs out for nearly two hours before she begged him to stop, she couldn’t take anymore. The man gave him three hundred dollars. Danny thought his dad should be happy with a thousand dollars for a days’ work.

“I thought we quit,” Jim Hollander said to his son. “We’ve got the house, the car, I’ve got a good job, we’re living a pretty god life. You don’t have to sell yourself anymore.”

“I didn’t sell myself. I rented my body out for a few hours,” Danny retorted. “And I would call it pretty high rent.”

“But you don’t need to,” Jim said. “There’s an opening at the warehouse and they said I could bring you in for more hours.”

“Will I be making a thousand dollars a day?” Danny asked.

“Dammit, I knew it was a mistake, letting you come along that first night,” Jim said.