Gay Erotic Stories

This suited me just fine as it gave me a clear shot at his round bubble butt in those tight and frayed jeans. When he moved, it accentuated the bulge in the front and the frayed threads to either side of the zipper gave promise to a possible accident where his manhood would poke out. When he raised his drink, he exposed a pit totally covered with thick, black fur. He was so hot looking I wanted to jump him right there.

When he headed for the men’s room, I watched and when no one immediately followed him. I stood right next to him at the trough and gazed down at the big mushroom head on his olive colored manhood. He was still holding his drink and had trouble keeping his pants open, his jock down below his hairy balls and aims his cock so it hit the trough. I reached over and gave him a helping hand. I cupped his balls to keep his jock low and pants front open. When he was nearly done, I massaged his balls and he purred. As the last of his piss left the tip of his cock, I bent down and licked it. He smiled.

I stood up, opened my mouth and kissed him gently on the lips. He opened to my tongue and we played tonsil hockey for a minute. I grabbed his warm cock and slowly stroked it to firmness. He reached over and rubbed my ass and slipped his hands down the back of my pants to find my hole. He worked a finger inside while I kissed his neck. He raised is arm with the beer to place it on a shelf above his head and I dove for the furry pit and licked it, snuggled in it and used my tongue to moisten a path from his hairy pit , across to his chest and the nipple that was now poking outside the hem of his tank top. I licked and sucked on his nip until it was hard, then gently bit down on it. He sighed in pleasure.

He became rock hard while I continued to stroke him. I felt the warm wet dripping for his pre-cum as it reached his piss slit and slowly oozed down his shaft. This provided a good deal of lube for his swollen woody. I could tell by the tightening of his body that he was soon going to reach the height of his excitement and reward me with a load of warm, wet and salty man seed. I dropped to my knees and sucked just the head and corona of his dick. I could taste the steady flow of his seed. He tensed up and his balls contracted as he shot six volleys of hot cum down my throat. I swallowed everything I could and licked the rest off my lips and chin.

He walked into the stall, pushed his jeans to the floor, bent forward and grabbed the back of the commode. He looked over his shoulder and said, “fook me pleez.” I smiled, dropped my pants and walked clumsily over to his light brown and surprisingly shaved ass. I bent down to lick and suck his ass lips. He squirmed with delight and pushed his hole back into my mouth. When it was dripping with my saliva, I stood up, inserted one finger, then two, three and four in quick succession not quite letting him adjust to the pressure and expansion of his fuck hole. He shook, wiggled and moaned with delight. Yes, oh yes, do it more, I like very much!” he squealed. I pushed my fist into his hole and he bucked up to a full standing position but did not complain. I rotated my hand to massage his prostate and within a few minutes, he shot another load into the open john. He reached down to catch what cum he could before it hit the water and he ate all that he could catch.

By now, I was leaking my own cum like a faucet. He turned, saw me dripping white cream and he lunged onto my rod and sucked for all he was worth. Within minutes, I flooded his hot mouth with several volleys of my creamy seed and swallowed every one of them without spilling a drop. We dressed and left the men’s room with our arms around each other.