Gay Erotic Stories

My name’s Luc, and my best friend Gregor and I love working out together at least three times a week. We both belong to this upscale gym - it’s a bit pricey, but all the equipment is new, and the facilities are upscale in every way. There’s even a cute towel boy who takes care of the laundry and any related personal needs.

Personal needs indeed! A couple weeks ago on a Friday night, Gregor and I decided on a good workout…we weren’t going out anywhere, and since we had no plans, it seemed like a good idea to workout Friday, leaving Saturday open for anything. We found the gym strangely not crowded, and we sailed through our workout regimen, then it the showers. We were just finishing up, and had just stepped out of the showers and had begun drying off, when our towel boy, Jiri walked in.

At first we didn’t think much of him walking in…naked…we guessed he was going to shower up before quitting time. But he just stood there looking at us, then smiling, then looking at our bodies…looking down the dicks hanging between our legs. His eyes sparkled, he kept smiling…with that knowing look. It was becoming very clear what exactly he wanted.

I looked at Gregor who was already sporting a semi-hard cock. Jiri’s eyes lit up and he moved closer to us…heading right for Gregor’s dick… Within seconds he was sucking away and a smiling Gregor was rock-hard and thrusting his cock into little Jiri’s greedy mouth. I thought, “If it’s dick he wants, it’s dick he’s gonna get…” and I aligned myself squarely behind Jiri’s backside. His tight little butt was so inviting…my dick sprung to life, and that head promptly took over. I began pushing past his rosebud and without too much effort I was inside his wonderfully hot little cavern to the hilt. I decided that this guy’s a pro when it comes to servicing dick…and he was surely going to get a 2-for-1 special from us.

We were all well on our way…working up a good sweat again…with Jiri getting relentlessly pounded at both ends. If Gregor wasn’t thrusting, Jiri was on the attack, eagerly deep-throating everything Gregor could give. Jiri’s hole was hot, wet, and well-lubricated by now…which made a whole new sensation on my cock. This boy-pussy was absolutely amazing…I’d never fucked anything so wildly wonderful and tight.

All too soon good things eventually cum to an end…and as Gregor shot his freshly churned spew into Jiri’s cute little face and mouth; I pulled clear and coated Jiri’s buttocks with my load, before swirling my dick in the spew and then sticking it past Jiri’s gaping freshly-fucked asshole. That set Jiri off, and he shot an industrial spew of his own cum across his crotch and belly.

Now that’s service above and beyond the call. Gregor and I both decided that we’d change our workout routine to include Friday night. Maybe you might call it sort of a “date night”. Jiri just works part time…and only on Friday’s. Maybe he can get some more hours soon…