Gay Erotic Stories

I was at work one Saturday; I am a waiter at a local family style restaurant. My name is Robb, I’m 25 years old, 6 ft 2 in, around 190lbs, trim athletic body, with a little hair, and sexy hazel eyes (I was told once). Anyway in the restaurant we have two sides, one side is the main dining room, where most of the parents take their kids and the other side is the lounge, where the bar is held. On this particular Saturday I was on the dining room side.

We had a huge rush on the dining room side, but I had a terrible section of the dining room, which meant I had a lot of free time and I spent it in the back. While waiting for customers to finish eating I ventured out towards the lounge to see what was going on in there. When I peeked out I noticed someone who looked familiar. I decided it wasn’t him and went back tot he dining room to see how far my customer had gotten.

I noticed that my customers had not gotten any further in their meal, so I went to the hostess desk. As I was standing there, the guy I thought was someone I knew walked out. I realized it was him-Jason. Jason and I had gone to high school together, we had been sort of friends. We had classes together and the same sort of friends, so we also said hello to each other in the halls and so forth.

When I realized it was him I shouted out his name, he turned and realized who it was, a huge smile came across his face-I don’t’ know if it was from the beer or if he was happy to see me. I chose the latter. He came over and we gave one of those glad to see you hugs. We bullshitted for a few minutes, finding out what each one of us has been up to. He just came back from the Army and was starting a painting business with the friends he was with, who during our reunion decided he had to go.

Jason was the guy in high school I spent most of my time daydreaming about. He not only was handsome and sexy, but had that sly sexy grin that could melt the heart of a nun, which of course he still flashed as we spoke. We were about the same height. He was more muscular, as since he had just left the army, and he had a shaved head, which he’s had since high school. I didn’t mention his incredible eyes, even more sexy than mine, if possible.

Before he left he took a card from his wallet and handed it to me, he told me to give him a call whenever and we’d hang out and shoot the shit over some beers. I pocketed the card and wrote down my number for him, which he studied for a few minutes before tucking it into his shirt pocket. He patted me on the back and left.

Well you know how these things go; of course I never expected to hear from him again. Two days later, I was home, finally got a few days off of work and was just vegging out watching some TV, when the phone rang. I answered it and to my surprise it was Jason. He wanted to chill and kick back some beers, so I did a quick clean up of my apartment and within an hour he was standing in my living room.

Jason was wearing a white wife beater (if you don’t know what a wife beater is it’s basically a tight tank top usually ribbed and very tight to a body-very damn sexy), open pale blue short-sleeved button down shirt, pair of tight jeans, which showed off his muscular tights, and a pair of thick black boots. He looked every inch of the returning soldier he was. I was in my day off uniform…t-shirt and nylon shorts, nothing fancy. Jason also held a thirty pack in his hand as if it was a piece of paper. He laid the beers on the floor made himself comfortable on my couch and handed me a beer and took one for himself.

We reminisced about high school and everything afterwards. I found out after high school he went to college and decided half way through to join the army. He was stationed in Kuwait during the last war and saw little action. He came back and that was that. As he spoke I just stared at him mesmerized, of course I felt like a fool when he finished talking cause he just stared at me. I just took a long gulp of my beer and ask him what he wanted to do now. The answer surprised me.

He took my hand and lay at his crotch. I looked up at Jason, he gave me a nod and I unzipped his fly, holding my breath, as he leaned in and kiss me lightly on the mouth. He whispered to me, “I’ve had a crush on you since high school.” I was blown away, I grabbed his head and slide my tongue into his mouth and kissed him like I have never kissed another person before.

He took my hand and led me into my bedroom. As I stood before him, he slowly kissed up the side of my neck and lifted his hand to my shirt and started playing with my nipples, as I pushed back his button down shirt. He pulled my shirt over my head and sucked on my nipples, then went down on his knees and pulled down my nylon shorts, I was going commando that day, and popped my 8” uncut and thick cock into his mouth. He stared up at me with those incredible eyes, as I got lost in him.

Before I knew it he pushed me back onto my bed and I pulled off his jeans until he was only in his boxers and wife beater. “You okay, Robb,” he asked me, I nodded and he kissed me again. As he kissed me, I pushed down his boxers to reveal his cock; he was about 7” cut and thick, but not as thick as I was. I grabbed his cock in my hand, as we continued to kiss and stoked him. In between kisses he gasped as I stroked him, man was he ever sexy!

As we stopped kissing, he lay down next to me; he was still wearing his wife beater, as he went to take it off, I told him to leave it on. I have a huge wife beater fetish, I told him. He just smiled; as I told him how sexy he looked with it on. “Why didn’t we do this in high school?” he asked. I shrugged and told him maybe the timing wasn’t right. I asked him what he wanted to do, he told me he wanted to be inside me. I smiled at him, “what are you waiting for?”

Jason jumped up onto all fours and pulled me over to my stomach and bent me to the same position he was in. His hands on my ass felt so good. His tongue inside me felt even better. He spent the better part of an hour tonguing my hole, stretching it, and making it nice and wet. I had told him during that our that it had been a while since I’ve bottomed, when he asked me why, I just said “cause I was waiting for the right guy.” He smiled at that, well I didn’t see him smile but I could tell.

When he had spent enough time on my hole, I felt his hands on my hips. Without any warning his cock entered me. At first the pain overwhelmed me, but after a few seconds and a few pushes it felt like we fit perfectly. Jason didn’t just push it in and then within a few minutes finished. He took his sweet time. First nibbling on the back of my neck, as his cock entered me, then massaging my shoulders. I couldn’t stop moaning and groaning, he hit that spot where you feel like nothing else matters, but the pleasure; he hit that spot at least a dozen times.

Between my moans I could hear his moans. They sounded so good. God I didn’t want this experience to end. But it had to. His cock came gushing forth with so much cum that it wouldn’t stay inside my ass. I can still feel his tongue and 5 o’clock shadow licking at his cum coming from my ass. I remember collapsing on the bed, but after I had caught my breath, Jason turned me over and straddled my cock. “My turn.”

Stayed tuned for more to come…after I catch my breath I’ll finish Jason off.

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