Gay Erotic Stories

DISCLAIMER: This story is intended for those over the age of 18. It is a work of fiction containing descriptions of homosexual activity between two consenting adults. In the main any similarities to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental. Where it has been necessary to use actual business establishments, events or locales, this story in no way reflects the true policies of the establishment portrayed or the sexual orientation or preferences of its staff. Gay Warlock has asserted his right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work.

Copyright ¨ 2005 by Gay Warlock.

THE CADET

It was the end of term and Giles was over the moon. It hadn’t been a particularly hard term, just long and with more distractions than he’d been used to. Until recently, he had taught in comprehensive and grammar schools where the boys were exactly that. The eldest had been sixteen and, whilst Giles found some of them attractive, especially those on the rugby team, he wasn’t stupid enough to risk his career or a jail sentence just for a little dalliance.

Then, last term, he’d been seconded by the local authority to fill in for a teacher at the King’s Military Academy, which was located in the same town, as he was teaching. Ever since he’d arrived, Giles had been distracted. There was something about a man in uniform, which did it for him; from the camp commandant to the lowliest cadet.

Walking past the dormitory building lost in thought Giles was surprised to hear his name called. Looking up, he saw one of the few cadets who hadn’t yet gone home with his head stuck out of a window waving goodbye. He was a cute kid with a shock of floppy blond hair, which had been allowed to grow beyond the regulation length due to the impending holidays. Giles had seen him during their regular geography lessons and had admired his arse and the way the mounds of flesh had filled every available inch of his uniform trousers.

“What’re you doing?” Giles called up to the cadet.

“Packing. What about you?”

“Waiting for the end of term faculty party.”

“Come on up and help me pack.”

He was a cheeky bugger but a loveable rogue as well. In class, he was always shy and retiring but always anxious to do the best he could.

When Giles strolled through the cadet’s door, he was bent over a suitcase, his basketball shorts stretched tight across his arse. Having never seen him in sports or swimming lessons Giles was stunned when the cadet turned around.

Justin was only nineteen and built like an ancient Olympian. His pectorals were stunningly well defined and capped with two large nipples. His biceps were large and rounded and his thighs full of muscle.

But what captured Giles’s attention the most was Justin’s body hair. From just below his collar bone and over his pectorals was a mat of dark blond hair. The valley between the two plateaus of chest muscles looked more like a tangled forest so thick was the hair.

From Justin’s defile was a broad highway of hair running over his flat stomach, getting thicker as it approached his navel and broadening slightly as it disappeared beneath the waistband of his white shorts.

“Christ, you’re hairy for a man of your age,” said Giles.

Justin smiled as he looked down at his chest. “Really?” he asked inquisitively. “How old are you?” He looked up at Giles.

“Twenty-four.”

“And you don’t have this much hair?”

“Not nearly as much.”

“Can I see?” Justin asked without skipping a beat.

Giles hesitated. To be caught in a cadet’s room in a compromising position would be the end of his career. Then he shrugged. Undoing the buttons on his shirt, Giles soon had the material parted and, with another shrug of his shoulders, the item of clothing was lying on the bed. Giles’s body was much like Justin’s. Wide shoulders led to a broad chest hung with muscle, a washboard stomach and a trim waist.

“Wow!” said Justin. “You’ve a good body.”

“Thanks,” replied Giles, a little embarrassed.

“Are those biceps as big as they look?” asked Justin. “Can I feel them?”

Taken aback by the cadet’s forwardness Giles agreed, and before he could utter another word Justin’s hand was locked around his arm. “Really tight,” said Justin squeezing. “Are your pecs that tight too?”

Giles grinned and thrust out his chest complete with his dark brown dusting of hair. Justin didn’t hesitate. Both his hands went to Giles’ pecs and began an examination of the lecturer’s body, which left little of his torso untouched.

“Beautiful,” breathed Justin, “turn around.”

Giles did as he was told, the cadet’s hold over him seemingly appearing from nowhere. He was breathing heavily. Justin’s hands explored Giles’s back with as much care and in-depth probing as he had his chest. Having never been touched in the way Justin had touched him, Giles decided to fuck the school and its hands off policy.

Getting bolder Justin grabbed Giles’ arse through his thin trousers. “Beautiful ass. . . firm. . . tight.”

“Wanna see it better?” Giles asked, and without waiting for an answer, dropped his trousers.

“Lovely!” said Justin, “Look at this.” Dropping his shorts, he revealed the jockstrap Giles knew he would be wearing. Turning around he bent forward slightly, showing off his delectable arse; the skin a light pink and covered in a dusting of dark blond hairs.

Reaching out Giles returned the exploration Justin had performed earlier. Feeling the cadet’s arse Giles found his mouth watering. It was so firm and tight and the soft, downy hairs, which covered the two globes of flesh gently, tickled his hands. Gently exploring a little further Giles tentatively slipped his hand into Justin’s dark, warm crack, not sure of the lad’s reaction. He shuddered a little but didn’t move away.

“Turn around,” said Giles, his voice husky.

Justin complied revealing the bulge in the pouch of his elastic jock. Giles smiled at the expected sight and brought his hand up underneath the pouch, cupping Justin’s balls. “You fill it well.”

“It’s gonna burst soon,” Justin said putting a hand on Giles’s shoulder, fighting to pull off the elastic material with the other. The cadet hadn’t said a word but had just pulled off his jockstrap totally uninvited. Giles was delighted.

Justin’s groin was gorgeous; six or seven inches, fairly thick, almost totally hard and nestling in a dense bush of curly brown hair. Reaching down Giles massaged him gently and Justin responded by gyrating his hips, thrusting his hard member in and out of Giles’ fist. Giles looked calculatingly at the cadet. “Ever been sucked off?”

“No.”

Immediately Giles sank to his knees and took Justin’s cock into his mouth, sinking all the way down until the thick batch of curly pubes tickled his nose.

Justin groaned loudly. “Oh, fuck, that’s good!” He started thrusting his groin and saying, “Oh fuck!” Grabbing Giles by the ears Justin thrust his cock into the lecturer’s mouth. “Will ya take it? Will ya swallow?” he asked.

Giles smiled around the thick dick between his lips. He knew he wanted to take it and he knew Justin was willing to give it. And then Justin surprised Giles by pulling his dick out of his mouth. “Tell me now,” he said, “if you don’t want to take it.”

Giles grinned up at the nineteen year old and answered by sucking his stiff seven inches back into the hot, wet cavity of his mouth. Moving sensuously up and down the stiff inches, it wasn’t long before Justin was moaning and groaning. “Oh, yeah, suck it,” he repeatedly groaned under his breath.

Giles revelled in the feel of the nineteen year old’s stiff, thick dick as his lips slipped up and down the shaft. Transferring his attention to Justin’s arse it wasn’t long before Giles had slipped his index finger up the cadet’s chute, the arse ring gripping his knuckle tight. Experience telling Giles that Justin was nearing the point of no return, he intensified his oral administrations. Glancing up, he saw Justin’s head thrown back and the look of ecstasy, which crossed his face, coincided with the thickening and lengthening of the cadet’s cock.

In seconds, Giles was choking on thick, white cum which shot from Justin’s weapon like a firing machine-gun. Blast after blast of the salty white liquid hit the back of Giles’s mouth, sliding down the back of his throat.

Above him, Justin moaned. “Oh, man! That was great! One of the best I’ve ever had!” Grinning down at Giles, he tousled his hair. “Clean me up and then I’ll do you.”

Giles slowly let Justin’s dick fall from his mouth. Taking hold of the semi-hard member he squeezed it and milked the last large drop from the hole, which landed with a plop on his outstretched tongue?

Swirling it around his mouth, savouring the flavour, Giles swallowed and then stood up. “What do you mean, ‘the best I’ve ever had’ I thought you said you’d never been sucked off?”

Justin grinned. “I lied,” he said. “My room-mate and I do it all the time.” The light on his eyes gleamed. “I just wanted you to suck me.”

“Swine,” murmured Giles teasingly.

“Can I suck you now?” asked Justin eagerly.

Leaning into Justin so their bodies were pressing against one another Giles gave the cadet a long, gentle kiss. “Maybe next time,” he said as he turned and walked through the door, a cheeky grin on his face. If you enjoyed, hated or were indifferent about this story please let me know by e-mailing gay_warlock@fsmail.net Any comments, thoughts or ideas will be gratefully received.