Gay Erotic Stories

“Yes” she replied from the door.

‘There you are, I will be gone for my lunch appointment.” he started. “I should expect to be gone for a couple of hours.” he continued.

“Yes sir” the woman replied. A man in his mid-forties stood from behind a large brown desk. He was tall with dark brown hair. He looked like someone who took care of himself, though he was getting slightly round at the midsection. Brown eyes accented his ruggedly handsome face. He looked at his assistant, as he rounded his desk and went towards the door. She followed him as he continued his one sided conversation. The door swung closed after them.

There was silence in the room for several seconds. Then there was a quiet tap and then there was another. A vent above the desk opened, and out shot a pair of feet. The body of a man emerged from the ventilation shaft above the desk. Covered in what seemed like a second skin, a black material clung to every bulge and sank into every valley. His muscled frame mirrored the hard labor required to do his job. The best spy in the business couldn’t get soft, no he had to remain hard as a rock, in more ways than one.

The well shaped man went right to the area of the office he needed. He reached behind a painting on the wall opposite the desk. There was a clicking noise, and the painting was removed from the wall. A wall safe appeared in its absence. The man’s covered hands went to work, as the numbered wheel turned, then clicked. With one turn of the handle it opened, the contents were rifled through. The item wanted was taken, the safe closed and locked. The painting replaced, he moved back to the desk and had just leapt up to crawl back into the ventilation shaft. When the door knob turned, and the door opened.

He used everything he had to get in the shaft before the person entering could notice him. The young woman named Susan was distracted as she walked into her boss’s office to leave some mail on his desk. So she entered the room backwards facing the person she was talking to. The thief was safely on his way through the air conditioning system by the time she had completed her task and shut the door. He crawled his way back to the point at which he’d entered. Somewhere down in the basement, as he exited the open vent, he checked his watch.

He had better get a move on if he was going to make his lunch appointment. He started to peel out of his skin tight suit. He removed the head piece and mask, and then pulled it from his upper torso, revealing a glistening fare skinned chest, arms, and shoulders. His hairless upper torso was a sight to take in. He bent slightly to push the suit off his legs and feet.

“That’s good enough.” came a voice from behind him. He froze in the bent position as the stranger eased up to his exposed backside.

The naked man could feel the rough texture of polyester pants against his bubble butt. The gruff voice again, “I don’t know where you came from, but...” the sound of a zipper being pulled down echoed throughout the basement. The naked man felt the plopping thud of a monstrous cock hitting his exposed hole. He looked back in order to see it, but he couldn’t. “When you find a naked man bending over in front of you,” he continued and stroked his cock to full hardness; “you know what it wants…” he trailed off, as he punched his hard dick into the naked thief. The thief screamed as the man’s hard club of flesh drove deep into the masculine hole. “To be filled” he said through clinched teeth, as his organ sank in balls deep.

The thief could not do much, except relax and enjoy the ride. The pain of entry began to turn into wave after wave of pleasure; the pile driver thrusts of the raping penis caused the rough material of the pants to rub the thief’s well formed cheeks. It was a new sensation to say the least. The strange man was pounding hard, sweat dripped off him and on to the back of the naked man. The thief knew he must use all of his training in order to get out of this situation. He looked towards the bag he had left at the start of this mission, and with every lunge of the rapist he reached for the handle.

After the third try he grabbed it, and pulled the bag to him. Once he had what he wanted, he began to push back into the raping monster cock. He groaned and moaned, and started to milk the unwanted intruder. He clamped down on the positioning tool, and felt every vein, and the flared ridge of the head. The man was babbling incoherently as he began to pick up the speed and strength of his thrusts. The thief knew the man was nearing the point of explosion so he pulled out all the stops to make sure the guy came when he wanted to. The fucking was so intense at this point the sounds of slapping flesh could be heard along with the sounds of a man ready to pop. The man kept sliding his hard rod in and out as tried to keep the cum from spilling too soon.

He wished that the ass taking his cock would stop squeezing him like that because it was bringing him to a quicker end than he wanted. A few more short strokes and the man knew he was done for; the thief could feel the dick inside him grow larger. He knew it was time to receive a hot load of rapist cum. The man in the pants shoved his member as far as it would go, and shook as his orgasm blasted into the strange hole in the basement. He removed his prick while it was still shooting. Most of the load landed on the back of the naked man. That is when the thief struck; the guy in the pants was wallowing in the afterglow of his unexpected fuck, and didn’t notice the guy he raped turning around. The next thing he knew he was inhaling something sprayed into his face.

His dick still puffed up, and leaking from the fucking it gave, as he slumped falling to the ground. The naked thief cleaned himself up and got dressed quickly, once dressed he pulled the unconscious man into a corner and hid him from plain sight. The thief was off, he checked his watch, and was amazed a how little time passed. He still made haste to make his appointment.

To be continued.