Gay Erotic Stories

THIS WRITING IS 100% TRUE. Although I've been married for just over 15 years, I cannot seem to stop myself from cock-sucking cravings.

I became friends with a gay man named Kirk. Kirk is 27 years old, and I am a very young looking '50'. Kirk is gorgeous. His light-brown hair is thick and full. When I met Kirk, I had no idea he way gay. We met in a local bar - we were seated next to each other. Our conversation was all over the place. I just kept staring at him. His body was very nice. He was built, small-waisted, but not a "muscle-man." I told him I was married, and he told me he lived alone.

He said he had a 'significant other', and that living apart seemed to keep their relationship fresh. I assumed he meant a woman. I was wrong.

We ran into each other several times at the bar, and one evening he asked me to come back to his place for drinks. It was about 9:00pm. As I followed his car, I called my wife and told her I ran into some old friends and that I'd probably be home late. As I followed him, my dick was rock-hard, as all sorts of things were going through my mind. I wanted to taste his cock so bad.

We arrived at a nice, large, single-family home. He pulled into his garage and I parked behind him in the driveway. We entered his home through the garage door, directly into the living room. He told me to have a seat as he made us our drinks, and told me he'd give me ten-cent tour of the place later. I sat on the couch, and he sat right next to me. He reached for the remote and turned the television on.

As we talked, I asked him if he had a picture of his 'significant other'. He reached over to the end-table and handed me a framed picture. It was Kirk and another cute guy. I was surprised. Very surprised. He asked me if I had a problem with it, and I immediately told him that I didn't, and that his boy-friend was a very cute guy. I put the picture on the coffee table, and began to have very strong sexual urges. He was rubbing my thigh and asking me if everything was okay. I told him that I found him very attractive, but I didn't want to interfere with his relationship. Kirk said something like, "No worries... you want the ten-cent tour of the house now?"

We got up and I followed him around as he pointed things out. There was a guest bedroom on the first floor with all sorts of sports memorabillia in it. As we were looking at a signed photo on the wall, Kirk turned me to face me, and he kissed me on the lips. I wrapped my arms around him and opened my mouth. I moaned as I closed my eyes and felt his tongue slip through my lips.

As we kissed he began to take off his T-shirt. We stopped kissing for a moment, and he continued to undress. I was fully clothed and he was all naked. His body really was beautiful.

He layed down on the bed and patted the covers. He asked me to lay down with him. I sat down, took off my sneakers, and layed back. He rolled on top of me and we began making out again. As my hands were gliding up and down his body, he took one of my hands and wrapped it around his cock. He was about 75% hard, and his dick was just as beautiful as the rest of him. His cock was over 6" long, medium thickness, cut, and he had such nice balls.

I felt him get totally hard as we kissed again, and I rolled him onto his back. I began to lick and kiss his neck, and slowly licked my way to his nipples. I was slowly twisting my fist up and down his shaft as I sucked one of his nipples harder into my mouth. Kirk was moaning now, and I could feel his pre-cum running down his cock.

As I worked my way lower, I managed to get out of my jeans and undies. Finally, I got out of my T-shirt. All I was wearing was a pair of clean white socks, a huge smile, and a raging hard-on.

I was slowly swirling my tongue all over the head of his oozing cock. I really love pre-cum, and Kirk seemed to have a pre-cum factory in his cock. I took his cock and pressed the tip hard against into my nipple, and began to make slow circles. First one nipple, then the other. Kirk pulled away after a minute or two and he started licking and sucking my wet nipples.

Then I pulled away. I pushed him gently back, and as he layed down I opened my mouth and slid my lips down his gorgeous cock. His thighs were well-toned and hard. I began to suck harder and faster. My fist was again twisting up and down his cock, and his balls were resting in my other palm. I was gently massaging his balls as I drank his non-stop flow of pre-cum. I could tell he was getting ready to cum.

I looked up into his eyes, and saw him watching me. He had one of his nipples in his hand and was pulling it and twisting it. He looked so sexy! I began to grind my cock against his lower leg. It took about 2 or 3 minutes before I began to shoot ropes of cum on his leg and on his covers.

I had to stop sucking him for a moment. As I recovered, I was rolling his cock all over my face leaving a beautiful trail of pre-cum. Once I caught my breath, I started to suck his cock wildly. Thirty seconds later, Kirk's cock was filling my mouth with his warm, cum. Every swallow felt like syrup sliding down my throat. Once again, I began to roll his cock all over my face. This time, trails of sweet cum were being drawn on my face.

Kirk took his cock into his own hand, and began to tap it all over my face. The harder he tapped, the more tiny splashes I felt. I stuck out my tongue and he was almost slapping my tongue with his cock. He began to push me down lower on his body, and I realized he wanted me to lick the part of his leg that I came on. There wasn't much there by now, but I licked, kissed and sucked him all over his calf.

He pulled me up to lay next to him, and we passionately kissed as we both began to feel tired. We ended up taking a nap. My head was on his chest as he held me, and I was softly fondling his cock as we drifted off to sleep.

I woke up about an hour later, and very quietly got dressed, and I left his home. I was about 30 minutes from my home, and during the drive I don't think my hand left my crotch. I felt so good, so relaxed, so satisfied. Being with a man is so natural for me. And, it's so rewarding.

I cannot think of a moment in my life that I've ever had a more intense orgasm with a woman as I do with a man. For me, there's no comparison.

I don't have many true stories, but if this is well-received, I will try to write again. This is my first writing, and I must admit, I'm very hard now. I can't wait to get all naked, and jerk off thinking about Kirk again.

Peace to all...

J.S.