Gay Erotic Stories

I first saw him at a costume party. I was wearing a tight full-body lycra superhero suit and so was he. I love the feel of slinky spandex material on my smooth shaved skin. Nothing arouses me more then being touched while wearing my bodysuit. Mark caught my eye, not only because he was a hot guy, but also because he was wearing a similar suit. He filled the outfit perfectly and did not need any rubber enhancement to form his chiseled superhero chest, stomach, or ass. I wondered if he had the same love of lycra.

I introduced myself and we began a nice exchange of small talk. I learned that we both love superheroes, swimming, and the beach. I also discovered that he had just moved to a place very near my apartment after a nasty break-up.

An image suddenly came to me of our two spandex encased bodies sensually rubbing together. I had to excuse myself to the restroom because I could feel my excitement rising. I could tell that I would have a visible wet spot near the crotch of my suit if I did not go cool off immediately. By the time I had regained control and returned, my dream man had left. I was disappointed, but I didn’t really think that there was that much chance of us hooking up that night.

The gods fate must have been smiling upon me that week because I saw Mark again just three days later at my gym. It seemed like an unbelievable scene out of a romantic comedy. I belong to one of those all-inclusive gyms that are open all night for the professionals. I love to swim, hate crowded pools, and enjoy staying up late, so I will often visit the gym at 2 or 3 in the morning. This was one of those times.

I came out of the locker room and saw only one person doing laps and began my workout. When I swim, I am completely unaware of my surroundings. I will swim until I am worn out and then I will soak in the spa for 10 minutes to loosen my muscles. This regime helps me keep my swimmer’s physique and sleep well when I get home.

As usual, by the time I left the pool, the gym was dead. I was shocked to see someone sitting in the spa when I entered the side room. I was even more shocked when I realized that it was Mark from the costume party. My Speedo-encased member stirred and my nipples instantly hardened with excitement as I remembered his Adonis physique in the tight lycra bodysuit. I hoped he would think that I was chilled from the pool water and not realize that he turned me on. I quickly submerged myself in the tub before I started to get more noticeably wound up. It was hot and the jets felt wonderful on my smooth skin and across the slick material of my Speedo suit.

Mark was sitting on the edge of the tub across from me, so that I had a direct view of his crotch. I tried not to look, but I couldn’t help myself. He had a sculpted chest leading down to his flat stomach and finally ending in well-filled tight blue Speedo bikini briefs. His entire upper body was shaved and he looked like a Greek statue sitting there.

I was called out of my trance by his voice, “Hey, don’t I know you? Weren’t you the other sexy superhero at Jim’s costume party last weekend?”

I forced myself to look into his eyes and replied, “Yes, you’re Mark, right?” I hoped he hadn’t noticed me checking him out or the crack in my voice.

“Yep!” He paused to adjust his package. I know I was just seeing things, but it almost looked like he was becoming aroused. He broke the silence by saying, “I love lycra, don’t you? That’s why I love to swim and wear my Speedos.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. I replied probably a little too hastily, “Oh my god yes. It feels so good on my skin. You looked great in your suit and you look even better now.” I could have kicked myself. I was sure that he would run off calling me a fag.

But he just blushed slightly and said, “So do you. That Speedo suit fits you perfectly.” This time I was definitely not mistaken about the growing bulge in his briefs. I also noticed that he was checking me out and seemed to enjoy the view.

Insanely, I seized the moment. I moved across the tub so that my face was almost in his lap. I placed my hands on his knees, turned my head up, and asked, “Are you sure your suit fits correctly because it looks a little tight?” Without waiting for a response, I ran my fingers along the waistband of his shorts.

He gasped and breathlessly sighed, “They are feeling a little snug.”

I noticed that his nipples were also hard and rubbed my thumbs across them. He sighed deeply again and I said, “You must be cold. I’ll warm them up.” And I placed my mouth on his left nipple. He was obviously as sensitive as I was and began to wriggle and moan under my tongue’s work.

I soon moved my mouth down his perfect body, licking and sucking wherever I saw skin. When I reached the waistband of his Speedos, he lifted his butt in anticipation. He was so turned on that the briefs could no longer hold his immense hard shaft. The tip of his cock was peeking out under the top of his suit.

I lifted his legs and placed my tongue at the spot between his ass and balls. I licked slowly, with my full mouth, across the Speedo all the way to the top of his dick. He moaned loudly in response and a bit of pre-cum began to seep out of his head. His awesome cock and wonderful reaction were making my own rock-hard dick strain to escape my lycra briefs, but I wanted only to please Mark.

I began to suck his dick and balls through the Speedos. I left no area untouched by my tongue. Mark groaned and pleaded, “Please let it out. Please suck it!”

I tortured him a little more with my mouth and hands to let him know that I was in control. Then in one quick movement, I pulled down the Speedo and deep-throated his entire cock. I then took it out of my mouth and sucked on his tight ball sack. I placed his dick in my mouth again. I pumped his shaft in and out slowly while licking all over and tickling his head with my tongue.

He moaned louder and squirmed in my grip. He could not stand it any longer and grabbed the back of my head. He gasped, “Oh yeah, suck it! That feels so good. Don’t stop! You know you like it.” I mumbled in agreement, positioned the head of his dick in the back of my throat and swallowed several times.

I then began pumping again. His hand was guiding my head in quick rhythm and his pelvis was thrusting to meet my mouth. He was panting heavily now and when I glanced up at his face, he had on a look of complete ecstasy.

He practically screamed, “Oh my god, I‚m going to cum!” I felt the warm seamen shoot into my mouth and I drank it all down. As his penis finally stopped pulsating and he collapsed onto the side of the spa, he said, “That was the best I’ve ever had. You’re amazing.”

“You‚re welcome,” I replied. “I just couldn’t help myself after meeting another spandex lover.” I smiled and began to reach for my towel.

“Oh no you don’t,” he said forcefully. “Now it’s your turn!”