Gay Erotic Stories

I had just turned 18 and had just graduated high school only a week or two before - so this took place in late June 1973. I was a weekly Friday regular at a laundromat not too far from my house at 93rd and Lex. It was a warm day and I was wearing running shorts, sneakers, and a tee-shirt. I was sitting on the steps outside the laundromat waiting for my clothes to dry when a good looking older guy, in his late 50's, walked by. He smiled at me and nodded and I did the same. He was nicely dressed in dark trousers, a dress shirt, and an expensive looking suede jacket. He walked halfway up the street and stopped to look in a store window but as I watched him I noticed he kept looking back down the street at me. He came back down and we started chatting about the weather, the neighborhood, etc. He got to the point quickly and asked me if I lived nearby and whether I had some time to kill. I told him I had all afternoon free, lived with my parents (so no place) but needed to bring my laundry home first. We agreed to meet around the corner from my place and plan to head to his apartment, so I dashed home to drop off the clothes. He was waiting as planned and suggested we hop in a cab to save time. He gave the driver an address on 72nd Street just off Central Park and as we sped across the park he leaned over, stroked my thigh, and whispered "Kid, I'm going to make you feel so good".

He nodded an hello to the doorman and we went to a beautifully decorated apartment in the rear of the ground floor. I commented on the decor and he mentioned that was in the interior design field. As he locked the front door, he took my arm and gave me a hot wet kiss. His large hot tongue slipping roughly into my mouth. As he kissed me he grabbed my hardening cock through my shorts and as he broke away said "Strip. I want you nude.". I was naked in a flash (not much to take off) and as he undressed he told me to hop on the bed. As I lay back, with my cock at attention and my legs wide open he asked me how old I was. When I said I had just turned 18 he broke into a big grin and just said "Perfect".

When he was naked he climbed up onto the bed, got between my legs, and started to devour me. He licked my balls and sucked my teen cock until I thought I would explode. He stopped just short of making me cum and climbed around to move into a 69 position. He was quite hung and his cock was long and very thick. I had trouble fitting it all into my mouth but did the best I could. As I got closer to cumming I could feel the pressure building in my balls. He was giving my face a good hard fucking and as I started to cum he unleashed a torrent of spunk down my throat. We lay there spent and he asked if I liked it. I told him I did and that he had probably the biggest cock I had up to that point. He asked me if I'd like to get my cherry busted as he would really love to put that monster up my virgin ass. I told him I wasn't ready for that and he understood. We hung around in bed for a bit and he eventually sucked me off again (notihng like the "reload" ability of a teenager!).

He told me he was hosting a cocktail party for a few close friends the next night and wondered if I'd like to attend. I told him I'd love to but that I was meeting some friends at 8:00 for dinner. He replied that wasn't a problem and that I should stop by around six. I said I'd see him then....

to be continued.......