Gay Erotic Stories

I met Sara in college. She and I had started sleeping together but it was just for fun and nothing serious.

Eventually, she met Jim and they became an item.

Somehow we still stayed friends even after they married. Jim took over his family’s construction business and Sara became a lawyer. They did VERY well and had an amazing house that I liked to visit whenever I ended up in their town. I had been moving up in a small tech firm and had to travel around a bit to meet clients.

Not too long ago, they asked me to come visit and work with both their companies on their technology. I flew out with a couple of techs. They met with their workers while I met with Jim and Sara. After we had what we needed, they invited me to hang around and stay with them for a while. We all were due to for some time off and I jumped at the chance.

Friday afternoon, we knocked off early, headed to their house and Sara suggested we put on some suits and relax by the pool. Jim loaned me a pair of shorts and we laid out on chairs next to the water.

I was feeling pretty good a couple of drinks in and almost dozing off when I felt my lounge shift and a weight drop in my lap. I opened my eyes to see Sara straddling me as she sucked at her drink. A bit flustered, I looked over for Jim but he was just watching with a bit of a smile and didn’t seem to care that she was sitting right on top of my dick.

Crap, my body instantly remembered when she used to mount me like this and totally go to town and started to react. I was trying to figure out how to get her to move without revealing my growing erection when she said “Jim and I have another proposition for you. We have some friends coming over tomorrow for a party” she went on “and we want you to attend.”

“Sure, sounds fine” I said, a bit flustered.

“Well…” started Jim “Don’t agree just yet. It’s a theme party.”

Sara grinned an evil little grin. “It’s an underwear party and I get to pick what you guys wear and you HAVE to wear it.”

By now, she was NOT being subtle and had started to rub herself on my stiffening cock.

“I have the perfect outfits for the three of us.” She whispered.

I glanced over at Jim. “Are you OK with this?” I asked.

“Yep!” he said. “I’m OK with all of this. The question is… are you OK with us?”

“I don’t understand” I responded

“Well,” Sara explained, “things can get a bit… interesting… and we want to know if you want to play along with us. It’s OK if you don’t, we can find somewhere else for you to go tomorrow.”

“HOW interesting?” I asked.

To answer, she reached down and slid her hand into my suit. She cupped her hand over my head and squeezed.

“Oh, fuck” escaped from my lips.

“Exactly” said Jim. A smile now on his face as he watched his wife stroke me in my suit.

He reached over and released the ties on her bikini. Both the top and bottom fell away and she was naked on top of me.

I should have stopped them but this just felt too good. I tipped my head back and lost myself in the sensation for a minute.

Then, I felt Jim’s hands pulling down my shorts. My hard cock sprang free and Sara began to really stroke. LONG slow motions that she knew drove me crazy. She shifted a little and let go. I felt Jim’s hand wrap around me and position me as Sara impaled herself on me. That made it pretty clear that he had NO problem with what was going on.

All I could think to do was grab the edge of my lounger and hang on. She was rocking and pounding and using my cock like it was her own personal sex-toy. Damn, I missed her body and was still trying to deal with the insanity of what was going on when she tipped back and came around my cock.

She eased off of me and I plopped out. Still completely hard and now glistening wet from her.

“Damn,” I said,” whatever you want… count me in.”

“Don’t answer yet” she responded “You’ve only tried half of what we want.” She moved up and planted a hard kiss on me. Holding my head in her hands and forcing her tongue in my mouth.

I felt the lounge shift again. Jim was now straddling me. He was naked and his cock was semi-hard. Sara released my head and squirted something in her hand. “We need to see if you and Jim are compatible” she explained as she rubbed lube all over my shaft.

“I’ve never…” I stammered as she pulled my cock so it pointed straight up. “That’s OK,” she said, “just relax and let Jim do all the work.”

With that, he pressed his ass against my cock-head. It was slower and somehow much sexier than when Sara jammed me into her. Jim was so tight. I could feel his ass resist. His much larger cheeks were already pressing into my hips before I even go into him. Then, I felt a release of pressure and my head was actually inside Jim.

He held me there for a few seconds. I felt him breathing. “Damn, Sara was right, you ARE thick. Give me a minute to adjust.” he growled out.

I realized that I hadn’t really LOOKED at Jim up to this point. Sure, I’d seen him in swim trunks lots of times. He had a really nice body; muscled more than me (I tended more toward the lean shape). His hair was lighter so that most of his chest and legs looked shaved until you got close. His cock was long and straight with a big head. I found myself staring at it as it dipped and swung. It wasn’t totally hard yet so it brushed my body as he positioned himself. It leaked a trail of pre-cum on me; marking me.

My hand reached out. My fingers brushed along his shaft and over his head. His cock jumped at my touch, slapping up into the palm of my hand. I instinctively closed my fingers around it. It felt big and hot. So different than how it felt when I gripped myself. I squeezed and a few more drops oozed out his slit and slowly fall onto my abs. Damn, I suddenly wanted to see what it looked like as it came.

Then, with agonizing slowness, he inched my cock all the way in to himself. It was so tight in his ass. And so erotic to see a hot guy in my lap. I looked up from his cock and watched the muscles in his arms and chest flex as he balanced himself. I grabbed his thighs and dug my fingers into his big muscles. He placed his hands on my pecks, his palms grinding into my nips, and leaned forward just enough to ease me half-way back out of him.

I couldn’t stop myself, I thrust my hips and pushed my cock back into him.

“Oh, YES” he gasped. “That’s right, fuck me.” He moved up a bit to give me room. That’s all I needed, I began to drive my shaft up into his ass faster and faster. Each time going a bit deeper until I had my entire shaft in him and his shaved balls were crushed against me.

“Damn, I’m not going to last long” I moaned.

“That’s OK, go for it, stud. I want to feel you cum in my ass.” he responded.

Sara reached between us. She put one hand on my balls and began pulling me up, urging me to fuck her husband. She wrapped her other hand around Jim’s now totally hard cock. She began to jack in it time with my thrusts. I could feel his ass clench a little each time. Then, she moved her hand from my nuts to my ass. Grabbing me HARD and slipping a finger between my cheeks. Every time I pulled out I would press against her finger right at my own rim That was too much for me. I couldn’t hold it any longer. I shoved up one more time and grunted as I began to unload in his ass.

“FUCK YES, breed me!” He growled and dug his hands into my pecks.

Sara leaned down and took Jim into her mouth. He started cuming immediately I could feel his ass clench around me with each spurt and see Sara swallowing. That girl could suck. She kept him going and going until begged her to stop and tried to pull away. Of course, that move just drove his ass down on my cock, pushing me back down onto the lounger and putting all his weight on me. It bent my shaft and made it feel like I had just gone a couple of inched deeper into his flesh.

As my balls tried to fire one more shot into this gut, Sara asked “So, will you be with us at the party tomorrow?”

“Yes”, was all I was able to gasp out.