Gay Erotic Stories

It was a few days after my 21st birthday. I’d been looking forward to that day ‘cause that was the only time my parents could allow me to move out of home and stay on my own. Since dropping out of school, I had spent too much time hustling and trying to get money the wrong way. However, the money never stayed in my pockets for long, and I was getting tired of the trife life, so it came as a blessing in disguise that my uncle offered me a job at his department store, and that, as part of my pay I could move into the small apartment in the basement of his house. The apartment was decent enough and since no one was using it, (my uncle’s adopted son, about 28 years, moved out completely on his own), they let me rent it.

Well, here I was standing in front of a long mirror in my bathroom. Doing the thing I’ve always wanted to do. I was about to take a shower after a work out session at the local gym. I just stood there admiring the chest that was now clearly well developed. I ran my fingers over the nipples creating a tingling sensation. Besides working out, my body was also growing with age. I was now 6’1” tall. Arms and legs were filling out, showing more muscle than flesh. A thick carpet of hair was spreading from between my nipples, disappearing down my white tights and clinging for dear life around my mid-section.

I slowly ran my hand over it and because of the perspiration from the work out earlier on, the movement made it blend with my dark complexion. This caused a tingling sensation all over my body and suddenly realised that my body wasn’t the only thing growing.! My 9 1/2 uncut meat told me it needed attention. I tried to calm it down by squeezing a heavy ball sack hanging between my legs through the tight material. Well, it made it worse. Now the question was, do I let go of this tension right here in front of the mirror, under a heavy stream of shower or relaxing comfortably in the tub? A persistent ringing of the doorbell interrupted my thoughts. I realised it had been ringing for a long time and without thinking, rushed to answer it.

Standing in front of me was none other than the previous occupant of the cottage, my uncle’s adopted son. Lennox was slightly taller than me, lighter in complexion and 28 yrs old. He was a professional football player, so you can image the kind of body that was hiding under those loose yellow overalls. (He always preferred to dress in that thugged-out look). We just stood there gazing at each other and he quickly apologised for dropping in unexpectedly. In fact, he wanted to surprise his parents by dropping in unannounced and only to find nobody home. He still had a key to the gate so getting inside the yard was no problem. And since his parents told him I was renting the apartment, he wanted to know if he could wait for them at my place.

I suddenly realised I was still in my tights and the bulge I had earlier on was growing by the inch since he’d arrived. I wasn’t sure if he noticed and thought to myself that I didn’t really care. I asked him to come in and showed him to the lounge. I asked if he’d mind sitting by himself while I took a quick shower and he said it was cool. I told him to help himself to a music collection I had and I headed for the shower.

Standing under the large force of water streaming down my body I couldn’t help but feel the effect he had on me. I remembered this incident with Lennox when I was 13 and he was about 20. One night I stayed over at their house, when my Mum was out of town. His parents were out so he had to “baby sit” me. He was probably annoyed that he had to look after this little boy, and threw one sarcastic remark at me after the other. I remembered how he said, “Bet you haven’t fucked yet, lil boy” as he held his crotch and laughed. I was keeping a straight face to show him I wasn’t intimidated.

“Fucked your girlfriend twice last night.” I said without even looking his direction.

“Shut up knucklehead, with what would you fuck anyone anyway? Your dick is smaller than my thumb”, he hit my backhead with his hand. I got up:

“You know I wouldn’t do that again if I were you, you don’t know who you messing with”. I was getting a bit nervous, but had to play it down to the bone.

“Oooo, Shorty thinks he can scare me.” He started punching me as he laughed. I had to take my chance.

“As for the dick, I’m bigger than you. Just ask your girlfriend!” I tried to act cool and put on my little thuggish walk trying to leave the room. Lennox was already then a fit guy, so I knew I could easily get into big trouble. Then again, having learnt some lessons on the street I wasn’t gonna shy away from trouble just like that. And although I was young, I was well developed, both in my body (most people took me to be at least 16) and between my legs (the rumour was already out about Alphonso the XL and I had impressed quite a few. It wasn’t like I was inexperienced or something.).

Lennox blocked me from leaving the room. “You just shut your fucking mouth. You ain’t got dick and I don’t want to hear you even mention my girlfriend.”

I still kept my face on: “Yeah, I wonder why–bet she called you and told you it’s over, after last night with me, hah?” I said cocky and put my challenging pose on. Now Lennox was a big guy. He pushed me to the ground and sat on top of me with his knee in my chest. He was really upset. I had to finnish what I’ started, “Man, you 20 right, the only reason you could get so upset with a Shorty is because you are the one with the smaller dick!”

He hit me in my face. Not brutally hard, but I still could feel the pain. He cursed as I was trying to get lose from his grip. I only got scared when I felt him loosen my belt and messing with the zip of my pants. “What the fuck you doing homo?” I yelled at him, trying for my life to escape his lock down.

“Ah, you afraid I’ll find out how small your dick is!” He was gonna look at my dick! Now, I had impressed boys before, but most of them were my own age, I wasn’t sure where this would go, with him being family and all. I tried to resist, but he was stronger. He pulled down my pants and my shorts… and suddenly he just became quiet. “Damn, bitch!” he whispered.

The room became quiet for a moment. I pushed him off of me and he didn’t protest. I quickly got up as I pulled my pants up. “Yeah, watch and learn, this is what the ladies out there want,” I said. He quickly pulled himself together and from then on his attitude changed. He dropped the subject and the attitude and all of a sudden he developed this pal-thing for me. My dick size had gotten me out of the situation and obviously granted me his respect. We never touched on the subject again, but after that he was always cool to me, got me freshest records, video games and all.

But here I was standing in the shower, many years later. I had never seen Lennox in the nude. As I started imagining him sitting naked in my lounge, my member grew and without thinking twice, I started stroking it and creamed quickly by the thought of undressing Lennox and doing with him what I’d dreamed of quite a few times since that day. I dried myself and put on a pair of jeans and lightweight sweater and went to the lounge. I realised that while I was showering, the hot summer afternoon had brought rain, which was now falling heavily.

Lennox looked comfortable in the lounge. “Here” he said, “This is a CD you need to hear”. He gave me the cover. I was excited, “Rakim & Eric B.--Wicked, man – thanks!” So he was still looking out for me. I had some beers in the fridge and soon we were talking away, sipping Red Label and listening to the master MC’ing of Rakim. The telly was on but the volume turned down. Soon we were both relaxed and started catching up on old memories of ourselves and of our parents. He told me he was now engaged, but not going to run into the actual marriage thing yet. And it was off-season so he wasn’t training too hard. We chatted for what seemed like hours and still his parents hadn’t returned. He tried calling the house and nobody was answering. He didn’t seem to mind. By now it was about ten o’clock and the rain was pouring heavily. I convinced him not to drive in that weather and he agreed staying in was a sensible thing to do.

By midnight, we decided to hit the sack. My bed was big enough to accommodate the two of us, so there was no problem. We staggered to the bedroom and I pulled back the covers. It suddenly hit me that after all these years I was going to see Lennox naked. Well almost. I went to the bathroom and put on my shorts. On second thoughts, I decided to wear my tight briefs under them so they could help hide the bulge that I had struggled to avoid the whole evening. I went back to the bedroom and Lennox was still dressed. He said he wanted to find out first if I minded him sleeping in his underwear, since pyjamas where not his thing. I didn’t have any problem.

I quickly jumped into bed and took my side. Lennox turned his back to me and slowly peeled off his overalls. His shoulders were massive, and hard. Slowly the overalls went down his waist, revealing inch by inch of his hard, chiseled body. I was taking in the view and enjoying it. His round and very firm butt was encased in blue silky Y’s. The man’s got a taste in underwear--I had to admit. I stared at his muscular thighs as he bent over to discard his overalls completely and took off his All Star tekkies. He went to the chair and neatly laid down his overalls. Now it was a moment of glory. He turned around and headed towards the bed. His dick was not hard, but the outline told me that he was packing a nicely sized member too. His balls didn’t look to be that big but hey, you’ll never know. He approached slowly. The sound of heavy rain pattered as if it was his footsteps.

He climbed into bed and turned off the side lamp. I asked him if he was settled in comfortably and he assured me he was fine. He thanked me in advance for my hospitality and said he’d be out by the crack of dawn since his parents would undoubtedly be back by then. I said ‘good night’ and turned off my side lamp. As I settled in bed, I accidentally brushed my hairy thigh against his. The heat this caused was hotter than hell fire. I don’t know, it must have been the beer or the fire that I felt because immediately I collapsed into a heavy sleep.

I must have been sleeping for 2 or 3 hours when I was gently awakened by some movement in my sleeping shorts. It was still dark and the rain continued to pour. I was still drowsy from the night’s heavy drinking and for a minute I was paralyzed with fear, which made me lie still in my bed. Then suddenly I remembered that I’d offered Lennox a place to sleep for the night. This created a sudden excitement in me as it slowly dawned on me that it was Lennox playing with my dick, probably thinking that I was asleep. His warm hand ran all over the length of my shaft, which was now increasing in size under my tight briefs.

I pretended to be asleep ‘cause I wanted to see how far he would go. I was lying on my back and Lennox on his side facing me. The briefs could no longer contain my hardon and half of it was now outside the waistband. Gently he ran his thumb under my dick and up to the head. He made circular movements around my piss slit, which made my dick jump up and down and produce some pre-cum at the same time. He seemed to be enjoying my pre-cum on his thumb and I was almost disappointed when he withdrew his hand. But to my surprise, I could swear his thumb went between his lips and he tasted my juice.

Within minutes, his hand was back under my sleeping shorts. By now, my dick and balls were out of the minis I had on. This time, Lennox wrapped his hand around my rod and slowly moved it up and down. I made some purring sounds and opened my legs wide. This caused me to jerk a little bit and fearing that he had woken me up, he hurriedly tried to cover my rod with my briefs and he withdrew his hand with a quick skill. Damn, I wasn’t going to let this game end. I pretended to have half-wakened, but going back to a deeper sleep, making a slight snoring sound. This seemed to make him braver. He opened my shorts and my briefs again and let my dick feel the air. I knew he was checking my face, so I had to keep my eyes closed. Suddenly I felt the tip of something warm and wet on the head of my boner. Lennox was eating my dick with his tongue!

And as he closed his lips around my forehead, I understood that it couldn’t have been his first time! As he got braver and more intense, I think he must have forgotten the situation, and let himself go with the flow with no hesitation. This was a hard knock soldier! He slurped, licked, ran his lips and tongue up and down like there was no tomorrow. I fought to hold back my grunts. Shit, the motherfucker knew how to take care of real man! His hands were all over my inner thighs, caressing my buttocks and hairy crotch. As he started jerking my exploding dick, there was no way I could hold back. I’m normally not the one who makes the most noise in bed, but this time was different. I howled and a deep voice from my inner guts came out in max volume as I shot my load into his face, fingers and lips. I ejaculated and it almost felt as if it would never stop as cascades of cream formerly vulcanoed out of my dick. As I came to my senses our eyes met. We didn’t talk, but now that I knew that he had a taste for dick, I was going for the jugular. I turned to my side facing him and rested my hand on the big, big bulge that was barely contained by his blue Y’s. An animal like moan escaped his lips and he turned facing upward. This gave me more stadium in which to play. My hand was enjoying the soft feel of silk against his hardon. I slowly went down between his muscular legs and squeezed his balls, which were very small, but hard and full of potent juice.

I went up again and felt his hard stomach. I made circling motions, ran my finger across the waistband of his underwear. I felt his cut head, which was coated with thick pre-cum. Gently I pulled down his silky Y’s, and he raised his legs to make it easier. Before I knew it he was pulling my shorts and thongs down and I was on top of him. No words were exchanged. He ground his cock against mine with such force I knew the animal was out in him. I could feel his hot breath against my ear. His lips were everywhere. He nibbled inside my ears with such intensity; it was as if he was pleading me to take action. I wasn’t gonna let the brotha down!

I started massaging his back door entrance, much to his excitement. I had been in bed with quite a few characters, but the sounds that came out of Lennox’s mouth, I had never heard before. When I knew he was ready, I lifted his legs and placed them around my shoulders. My dick was probing his hole and with one strong push I hit base, deep inside. It sounded as if he almost choked, but he arched his back to meet my strong entrance. For a moment we just remained motionless.

Then I started moving slowly, picking up pace. I bumped and grinded him and he had to hold on to my back for balance. Soon his legs were flat against his chest and I straddled his ass and moved with so much speed I thought I was going to score again. This brotha gave me the right stamina. I moved at one fast pace and I felt my juice slowly building up again. As his hole flexed and relaxed, I could feel this also speeded up his own juice and with one loud yell I warned him I was gonna fill up his tank. I quickly withdrew and took off my condom to shower his body with the seeds of luv. I didn’t know where I had stored all this cum, as I was raining all over him for what must have been a full minute and then I collapsed on top of him. I wrapped my legs around him feeling our mixed juices ooze between our bodies. Before we drifted into sleep, he related to me that he’d known all along that his parents weren’t home that evening. He didn’t come to see them, but to experience something that had been stuck on his mind since that day when I was 13 and he 20… I smiled as I closed my eyes; deep down Lennox was just like the next man, a sucker for a bone. And, boy, had I boned him!

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