Gay Erotic Stories

Collin sat at the desk, idly playing with his crotch through the pocket of his pants, his fingers slid over the base of his free rod; he smiled as he thought about going commando for the day. That one hot sonofabitch who came by earlier still had him rock hard. It wasn't much to say that the lining of his pockets were more than a little wet by now.

Those sparkling blue pools of hued color stared at the monitors in front of him. The one good thing about the night shift, no one was there to watch Collin jerk-off. Unfortunately, all of the hot business men in the building were gone too. Collin sighed and fished his hand out of his pocket, now pawing the thick bulge from the outside of his khaki security uniform. He wasn't a small boy in any terms, for a white guy, he was bigger than a lot of the guys he hung around with in his old place by the Bronx.

His old set of friends had this thing with whipping out their dicks when people walked by and screaming at the top of their lungs. Collin never dared, not wanting them to see the throbbing nine inch boner they gave him every time they did it.

Now, completely mindful of what he was doing, Collin stood up, and dropped his security pants to the floor, kicking off his black sneakers along with them. He laughed lightly as he looked at the clock at the bottom of the monitor screen. It was around 11 and he had the whole night to himself. Fishing through his bag he pulled out one of his skin mags and threw it open on the panel in front of him.

Those spindly digits wrapped around the shaft, barely able to make it all the way around. He slid back the skin around the head of his boner and played his fingers around the tip. He let out a shuddering sigh, it had been a while since he had been able to do this with his schedule being fucked up, but oh well, he'd enjoy the moment now anyway.

His strokes started off slow, moving down the veiny shaft and then back up, applying pressure to the head as he moved back down. He began to speed up a little, applying now an equal pressure to his whole dick. As he played with his rod, his other hand started to play with his balls. His hands wrapped around them, rolling them in his fingers, applying a little pressure to each one.

Collin let his head slide back against his chair as he jerked, his eyes closing. He didn't see the other guy standing in the door way now; the way he stroked himself through his jeans or how his eyes were focused on Collin's prick. The only things that alerted Collin to the boy's presence was his moan that came out with a shudder.

His eyes sprung open and he sat up, not even trying to hide his hard-on. He stared right at the kid, took him in, and liked what he saw. It was the kid from earlier. He had come in for a job interview and got it, and stayed to look around. And this is what he found.

Collin stood up, his prick straight out, and walked toward the kid. With each step, his dick swayed side to side. Now he stood right in front of the kid, looking into his chiseled features and green eyes. The boy smiled and grabbed Collin's dick, looking him right in the eyes.

"What's you're name kid?"

"Zac. Mind if I join you?"

Collin laughed. "You got balls kid."

Zac smirked. "Wanna see?"

Without even waiting for Collin's reply, Zac's jeans and Calvin’s were around his ankles. Collin took in the sight, gauging his response carefully. He smiled as he looked at Zac's swollen member and smiled to himself. Zac watched Collin and started to stroke himself, running his hands over the many veins, slowly and just made Collin even harder than he was before. Collin smiled and reached over, knocking away Zac's hand and taking over the job, pulling him closer; like his prick was a handle. Zac moved forward without hesitation.

"You having fun?" Zac watched Collin's hand move along his shaft, licking his lips and then looking into his eyes. He reached over and took hold of Collin's manhood and rolled his thumb and forefinger over the head and under. Collin shuddered once and bucked under Zac's movements, Zac just laughed lightly. Collin bent forward first. His lips pressed against Zac's as the two played with each others prick. The two shared a deep, penetrating kiss for about a minute before Collin groaned. Zac knew what was gonna happen and let Collin's dick slap down. He smiled and pressed his hands against the security uniform, slowly sliding it down Collin's shoulders. Zac kissed down the skin that he revealed with each inch he moved the shirt down.

"I wanted you the moment I saw you walk past my office kid."

Collin grunted and pushed Zac onto his chair, swiveling it around to face the monitor and closed the door. He turned back to Zac, his dick still throbbing. Zac could see it pulsating with his heart beat as he walked towards him, and Collin positioned his dick at Zac's lips. He smirked at the boy sitting in his chair. Without being told, Zac leaned forward and lapped at the underside of Collin's prick with his tongue, running it over the sides and down to his balls.

A groan of pleasure rose from Collin, one that was almost primal in sound. Zac leaned in closer and speared his throat with Collin's dick. All nine inches slid right down into Zac's throat without a problem. Collin pressed his hands into Zac's back as he humped the boys face, reveling in the feeling of Zac's throat muscles grabbing his dick and milking it with each stroke.

Collin grabbed the sides of Zac’s head and let out a roar as he thrust once more into the boy’s throat. He shuddered as he came, sending thick streams of cum down into Zac’s throat. He smiled as his softening dick slid from Zac’s lips. Collin wiped a little bit of cum from Zac’s lower lip and leaned in to kiss him.

Zac tried to stand up, but Collin pushed him back into his chair. Collin fell onto his knees in front of Zac. He buried his face in his crotch, slowly wrapping his fingers around the length of his throbbing dick. He lapped at each of Zac’s nuts, lifting his legs up and propping them on his shoulders. His tongue trailed from his balls down to his crack. Collin’s tongue stabbed in between his ass cheeks. Zac moaned softly as Collin began to lick his hole, trying to push himself onto his tongue. Collin began to tease his hole, slipping his tongue in part way, then pulling back. Each time he did this he pushed in a little further. Zac groaned and wiggled as Collin began to tongue fuck him; faster, deeper. Collin’s other hand began to slowly stroke Zac’s cock, using the pre-cum that dripped from his head as lube. His tongue soon was replaced by one of his other fingers, probing Zac’s ass. Zac’s groans got louder, and soon began to boarder on whimpers. Collin watched Zac’s face and smiled.

“You want me to fuck you, don’t you?”

Zac nodded, his breath short now, Collin had brought him almost to the edge.

“I want you to beg me…beg me to fuck you boy!”

Zac blinked. He never begged before, but then again Collin was definitely the hottest guy he’d seen in a long time. So, he swallowed his pride. “Please…fuck me. I want that big dick in my tight ass!’

Collin grinned and pulled Zac forward. He positioned the head of his dick by Zac’s ass and started to push in. Zac cried out slightly from pleasure. Collin smiled as he stopped his entry, leaving just the head in. He flicked his dick, sending jolts through Zac’s body. Zac wasn’t one to wait, and he tried to push himself further onto Collin’s dick. But Collin held him back. He pushed in further, but just a little, and flicked again. Zac was whimpering completely now, and Collin knew he had him. So, Collin pulled all the way out and the rammed back in. He started off slow, thrusting in and then pulling almost all the way out, slamming Zac back into the chair. Zac wrapped one hand around his dick and started jerking himself off, and the other was wrapped around Collin’s neck. Collin grunted with each thrust, bringing him closer to his second load.

Their sweat covered bodies slapped together as Zac let out a groan, “Oh yeah, c’mon, fuck me…I’m gonna cum…fuck me…” Zac then let out a loud moan as he began to blow, ropes of thick cum shot from his engorged head, his muscles contracting around Collin’s dick.

Zac’s spasms brought Collin over the edge and he roared, releasing his load inside Zac. Spent, Collin fell down onto Zac, and smiled. They stayed like that for a few minutes before getting dressed, and Zac left. For the subsequent months, while Zac and Collin worked for the company, that night’s events became routine. Zac would work late, and then when the rest of the employees left, he and Collin would repeat their encounters…sometimes on desks, or the copy room…even in the boss’ office.