Gay Erotic Stories

It was a wet rainy Friday afternoon and of course it was also my day off of work so I was homebound watching television. After an hour or so I got bored watching the TV so I got up and started some light cleaning. I dusted and put away some dishes from the dishwasher when a commercial for a movie that was opening up that day came on the TV and I did want to go see it anyway so I decided that that is what I am going to do. I was going to go see a movie at the new stadium seating theatre.

I decided to leave a little early do to the rain and I figured that I would have to drive slower than normal to keep from hydroplaning. The rain was a torrential downpour. My wipers at full speed couldn’t keep up with the water on my windshield. I did drive slower than normal but traffic was nonexistent so I made it to the new theatre a little earlier then I expected. There were a few cars in the parking lot when I arrived and I figured since this was a new theatre that I would wait inside the theatre to check things out.

Before getting out of the car I noticed a gentleman standing outside the doors and I though to myself that if the doors are locked at least I will have someone to talk to, for a little while at the least. I got out of my car and walked fast through the rain. I didn’t want to look like a sissy afraid to get wet so I didn’t run. I got to the entrance when this gentleman said to me, “It’s locked.”

“Great,” I said, “I was hoping to at least wait inside to check things out. I’ve never been to this theatre. Have you been here before?”

He tells me he has and started to tell me all about it. As he was talking I was checking him out. Starting at the bottom and working my way up, he was wearing flip flops and had nice legs that ran up to a very cute ass. He was also wearing a pair of white Culottes (I think that are what they are called. Short pants that end right above the knees) anyway, a nice pressed red T-shirt tucked in neatly with a black belt.

As we were talking I noticed that he would bend his right leg up and pulling out his foot from his flip flop to have his foot exposed. He did this several times before the doors were unlocked. His foot was a work of art. I am not exactly a footman but I do like nice feet. I was about to ask him what movie he was seeing, but at that time the doors were unlocked and we walking inside the Theatre to the ticket booth. I let him go first just incase he was seeing something different than what I came to see so I could get the same ticket. As it turned out he got a ticket to the same movie that I wanted to see. By the time I got my ticket and walked through the second set of doors leading into the lobby I lost him. I looked around (it isn’t that big of a place) but no sign of him.

I had this line that I was going to use on him to assure us sitting together. I was going to say, “Since you been here before where is the best place to sit?” And he would tell me and I would return with, “Maybe we could sit together.” But he was gone. Perhaps he went inside to sit down. Oh well. I went to the counter and bought a bottle of water. I am not a big fan on movie popcorn and a Coke. Most of the time--both are gone before the movie even starts. Water I sip on and usually walk out after the movie with some still left.

Hoping beyond hope I would walk into the theater and he would be sitting there and signal me over but it was a bust. The room was empty. Just a few people in there and not one was him so I picked a seat center screen not to close but not so far back. I sat down got comfortable and he walks in. I can see him look around at first and start to climb the stairs. As he got to the empty row that I was sitting in he saw me and stopped for a second as if contemplating, “Should I or shouldn’t I.”

He chose ‘shouldn’t’ because he took another step up that’s when I flagged him over with my hand and he stopped and turned around and came down my isle and sat next to me. That’s when I laid my line on him. “Are these good seats or are there better ones?”

He told me that a few rows back are better because the screen is at eye-level and there is no neck craning to see everything. Not knowing this guy is gay or not but I have to say my gaydar was pinging off the charts on him I asked him, “Well do you mind if we move back?”

“No, not at all,” he says.

So we move back a few rows I moved in first and he followed me we again sat center screen and indeed it was a much better view of the screen. We engaged in small talk mostly about the décor, but one thing he said was that he was waiting in the bathroom. I was about to ask him what he meant by that when the movie stated; well the coming attractions that is, but we sat quietly through them and then the movie stated.

During the move I noticed my new friend (I say friend because at this time we never introduced ourselves) would cross his leg over the other one and his naked foot was inches from my leg. As I sat there and was grossly involved in the movie I felt a little brush of my pant against my leg and I didn’t turn my head, but moved my eyes down to where the contact was being made and sure enough his foot was brushing my pants.

I hurriedly scanned the theatre and it was mostly empty, do to the heavy rain going on outside, there were probably twenty other people there and all were below us. I moved my leg to meet his foot to see if he would move it back as if it was an accident or if it was something more. All the while not looking down at his foot but looking at the screen.

It was a casual move as to assume to the other as someone moving to get a little more comfortable. His foot was now rubbing up and down my calf. That’s when I looked over and he was looking at me and smiling and I smiled back. We watched the rest of the movie with him playing footsy with my leg and holding hands.

After the movie he complemented the movie and complemented me and I did likewise. I asked him if he would like to go and get something to eat with me and get to know each other a bit more. He agreed but said that he would make me something at his house if that was okay. I quickly agreed and we left the theatre.

It was still raining outside as we ran to our cars, he to his black pick-up truck and me to my silver Tiburon. I followed him, about five miles to his apartment, and followed him up to his room. We finally introduced ourselves there; he was Kevin--finally a name to the foot. His apartment was immaculate, gorgeous. He asked me if I needed a towel as he kicked off his flip flops and walked though the living room to a closet in the bathroom retrieving one regardless of my answer.

When he came back with the towel that’s when it happened. That’s when the gods said, “this is to be”. We stood looking at each other, Kevin with a towel in his hand and me wet from the rain. Kevin draped the towel around my shoulders and pulled me towards him and we kissed. It was a deep sensual kiss, my hands running though his hair his hands running up and down my back. We kissed for a minute or two when he pulled away and led me by the hand to the bathroom.

In the bathroom there was a huge spa bathtub with jets of water to shoot out of. As if reading my mind Kevin turned and started filling up the tub with water. As the tub filled we kissed some more and started to take clothing off of each other. The grand gesture was me taking down Kevin’s pants to revile a hot tube of pure Italian sausage at least nine inches long semi-hard.

The tub filled and we both are now naked we get into this great tub and settle in to the heat. It is like an inside Jacuzzi with jets of water shooting out against my back neck. I maneuvered myself so that I could get a nice jet to clean my butt hole as well as Kevin thought so also because when I ran my tongue along his ass hole it was like butter on a cob of corn, two things that are meant to be together. We soaked ourselves on opposite ends of the tub, running feet against balls and cocks all the while talking about the movie.

Finally I got up moved over Kevin and grabbed hold of his dick and stated to lick lightly around the head. His cock grew in my hand and swelled to a nice ten inches and nicely cut. I went down on him, Kevin’s knees over my shoulders giving me full access to his cock. I swallowed his dick inside my mouth and moved up and down along his shaft. After doing so for some time he got up and did the same to me swallowing my dick in his mouth.

We didn’t exactly bathe as we did soak, but we did eventually leave the tub for the bed. We hit the greatest sixty-nine position. First it was side to side but Kevin moved to a position as to where he was now on top and I was underneath him. His balls dropping down on my face as I released his cock and started to run my tongue between his ass cheeks riming his hole and licking up inside. When I started to do that he sat up and is now literally sitting on my face and I ate his ass like a Thanksgiving dinner.

After wetting his ass with my tongue he switched around and positioned himself above my stiff cock and sat down, slowly at first--a little at a time to accompany the mass, slowly easing my dick into his ass until my balls where up against his ass cheeks. Kevin was now massaging my dick with his ass and looking down at me. He then pulls out of me and moves forward so that he is now kneeling beside my head and his strong cock is inches from my mouth. I opened up and he inserts his dick into my mouth once again and I suck him to completion. He fills my mouth with his cum. Some dribbles out, some runs down my throat while some clings to his shaft and cock head to drip off onto my face.

I finished Kevin off with a mutual blow job and hand job to have him squirt on his belly. After cleaning off we did have some food and we exchanged phone numbers and we’ve been together ever since.