Gay Erotic Stories

He looked around the dark parking lot nervously and smiled when he was sure we were alone.

The sound of his zipper echoed inside my head as he reached into his pants and fished out his cock. It was still just semi-erect but already long and thick with a swollen purple head that glistened with pre-cum. I could feel my mouth water with anticipation. I’d never seen another man's hard cock before and before I met Barbara I’d never imagined I that I’d ever want to but she had changed that in a big way.

Barbara and I met on line and it was immediately apparent that we had tremendous chemistry. The first time we met in person we had a marathon weekend where we had sex eight times in 36 hours. We fucked hard and fast. We made sweet sensuous love. When we weren't having hot passionate sex we were talking about it. We explored our fantasies and talked about what turned us on and what didn't. She admitted to being bisexual and told me that she’d love to watch me with another woman and then share her with me.

"What about the other way," she’d asked innocently as we lay in bed covered with sweat. "Would you watch me with another guy?"

"That could be hot," I answered honestly. I’d never dreamed of a threesome with another guy but at that moment it seemed very hot and not just because my beautiful girlfriend was naked beside me with a lust filled gaze on her pretty face.

"Would you double team me with another guy," she asked as her hands slid down her curvaceous body from her shapely breasts across her nearly flat tummy to her hips and smooth shaved pussy. Her body was thin and curvy in a way only god could create. "I have always wanted two cocks to play with," she continued, "would you do that for me."

"Yes," I replied as my recently spent cock started to stir back to life.

"I'm gonna cum baby," she wailed loudly. "Tell me you'd do it baby. Tell me you'd suck cock for meee," Barbara cried out loudly as wave after powerful wave crashed through her body.

"I'll do it baby," I told her as I furiously stroked my throbbing cock. "I’ll suck a cock for you and with you baby."

"Will you swallow his cum?" Barbara asked excitedly. Her eyes were closed tight and I knew she was picturing me swallowing a load of hot cum from our fantasy lover.

"Yes baby," I groaned as cum flew from my spasming cock. Squealing happily, she scooped up my cum with her finger and pushed it into my mouth.

"Here…taste it," Barbara chuckled softly. Here pretty green eyes were wide with excitement as she watched me clean my cum off her fingers.

Sadly we never lived out our fantasy because we broke up a month later. The passion we had in bed was intense but our relationship was volatile and we fought constantly whenever we weren't having sex. I continued to date other women after we broke up and while the sex was good it paled by comparison to what I had with Barbara and I continued to fantasize about cock.

"Is this what you want?" he asked softly snapping me back to reality. My eyes widened as I looked at his cock. He had pushed his pants down to his knees revealing his smooth well groomed cock and balls. His name was Dean and we’d met less than an hour earlier in a bar just a few hundred yards away. It was a straight sports bar but somehow he had known that I was willing prey as I sat alone watching a football game.

Dean had sat down beside me and struck up an innocent conversation about sports. When I finished my beer he bought me another. It was an unfamiliar gesture. I’d never had a man buy me a drink and despite the fact that he didn't seem gay to me I was pretty sure he was trying to pick me up. When he bought me a second drink I asked, “Are you trying to get me drunk?”

"Would it work," Dean responded as he looked into my eyes. He had a serious look with an intriguing sparkle in his eyes.

"It might," I had confessed. I’d never imagined being picked up by a guy. In my fantasies there was always a girl present directing the action. There was no girl but opportunity was staring me right in the face. "Or maybe," I hesitated as I debated with my conscience, "you don't have to."

Five minutes later Dean and I left the bar together. I didn't know what surprises the night held but I was ready to take a leap and fulfill a fantasy or two.

"God yes," I answered his query as I slowly reached out to touch his hard cock. It jutted straight out from a thick nest of black pubic hair and begged for my attention.

My fingers trembled slightly as I touched his warm flesh causing Dean to moan softly when I squeezed his thick shaft. I was nervous but incredibly turned on.

"So you've never?" Dean asked as he saw me wrestling with the concept of a taboo fantasy becoming reality.

"No," I said quickly, my voice was unsteady that it sounded foreign to me. "But I’ve thought about it a lot,” I confessed. "You have a beautiful cock," I continued.

"Get down and take a closer look," he said playfully as he held his dick in his right hand and slowly waived it in the pale moonlight.

I slowly sank to my knees on the rough pavement with my eyes glued to his long thick cock. It was absolutely gorgeous. It was about 7 inches long, thick with a big mushroom head and veins popping out along its length. As I slowly moved my mouth toward Dean’s cock my body tingled with anticipation.

"Not yet," Dean teased. "Touch it first. Get familiar with it," he coached as his hand ran slowly up his hard shaft. It was an incredibly lewd yet sensuous gesture and it made my body shudder with excitement.

I wrapped my fingers around his throbbing cock and slowly stroked it. The skin was incredibly soft and its combination with the granite hardness of the shaft was very erotic. My fist worked up and down the shaft as a drop of pre-cum oozed from its slit. It begged for my lips. I looked up at him and Dean smiled brightly.

"Go ahead," Dean nodded with a smile as he sensed my desire.

I flicked my tongue out and licked the pre-cum off his spongy purple head. The taste was familiar yet different from my own. It tasted likewise salty yet much sweeter than the many times that I’d licked and swallowed my own cum. I closed my eyes and moaned softly. The reality of the situation made the experience much more powerful than any fantasy that I’d created since my moment of discovery with Barbara.

"Its good isn't it," chuckled Dean as his hands found the side of my head. It was a simple gesture but with it he established his role as the person in control. That simple act calmed my nerves.

I looked up at him and smiled. "Yes, it’s delicious," I answered honestly. My lips parted and Dean’s cock head slowly eased between them as I continued to look up at his smoldering dark eyes. Dean was a good looking guy with chiseled features and a bright smile but I wasn't interested in his face. All I wanted was his cock.

I tightened my lips against his thick cock and slowly moved my head down taking half of his hard cock into my mouth. I could feel the head against the back of my throat and the sensation was incredible. As his pubic hair tickled my nose and lips, my hands slid around his body and grabbed his strong muscular ass.

"Oh fuck," Dean whispered. It was clear that he liked what I was doing and that sent a wicked thrill through my body. I was finally doing it…taking another man’s cock in my mouth…and it was even better than I’d ever imagined.

I backed off his cock until just the head was in my mouth. My tongue swirled around it as I sucked hard, drawing more blood to his engorged cock.

Dean moaned so loud that for a moment I worried that someone would hear us but my worry passed as my mouth sank back down on his big cock. I felt his cock slid deeper into my throat as I took 3/4 of his long shaft into my mouth.

I could smell his male essence as my nose neared his crotch and my own dick throbbed relentlessly inside the confines of my pants.

"Just like that," Dean groaned helplessly as I backed off his delicious dick again and swirled my tongue around the drooling head. The world around me disappeared. Pre-cum oozed steadily from his cock and its flavor spurred me on. I forced my head all the way down until my nose was buried in his short well groomed thatch of fur.

Dean’s hands gripped the sides of my head, keeping his cock buried down my throat.

"Oh god," he moaned loudly.

My hands gripped his ass cheeks and tears streamed down my cheeks as I fought my gag reflex. When I released his butt cheeks and backed off his cock so I could take a deep breath.

"You are a natural," moaned Dean as I swirled my tongue around his cock head and sucked hard on the thick throbbing cock.

"Thank you," I moaned softly as I continued to slurp his big dick. I forced his big cock back down my throat and started to fuck it with my mouth. My hands grabbed his ass cheeks again as I bounced my head on his hard cock.

"Don't stop," Dean moaned loudly. Anyone nearby would surely hear him but I didn't care. I was a cock whore, a cum slut and I wanted his hot load.

His hands held my head steady and his cock thrust into my mouth hard and fast, his pubic hair brushing my nose with each powerful thrust. His breathing was ragged and unsteady.

"Cum for me," I thought as he fucked my mouth hard and deep. "God please cum for me." I was wanton and randy. I wanted his cum more than anything I could ever imagine.

When Dean suddenly stiffened all over and cried, “I’m cumming,” I dug my nails into his taunt butt-cheeks, spurring him on. Burying his dick deep in my mouth, Dean erupted against the back of my throat, several bursts of cum flowing in quick succession. I almost chocked on the first blast, but quickly adjusted my throat muscles to claim the remainder more easily. I wolfed it down, slurping as much cum as his balls had to offer.

Dean pushed me off his dick and tucked it back into his pants as I slowly came down from the euphoria of my sexual high. I hadn't cum yet but I felt completely satisfied as I savored the flavor of his cum in my mouth.

"Thanks," he said curtly.

A myriad of female voices around me snapped me out of my euphoric state and my head snapped around to see five women with camera phones watching me on my knees. One had a plastic tiara and a veil and the other four were dressed in short skirts and low cut tops. My cheeks flushed red and I wanted to disappear. I wiped my mouth and looked up at them unsure what they would say or do.

"It’s the best bachelorette party ever in the history of bachelorette parties!" exclaimed the chubby blonde girl in the tiara.

"That was so hot," the other girls exclaimed as they staggered toward a long white limo parked at the parking lot entrance. "Thanks for the show."

As I slowly got to my feet, I noticed that Dean was gone. I looked around but saw no sign of the Dean…the man who’d just changed my life forever. I walked slowly to my car with a raging erection straining in my pants. I knew I would suck cock again. I had to, I was hooked…I was now a cocksucker.

The end…