Gay Erotic Stories

I went to the kitchen with my sticky softening cock dangling between my legs. On my way there I passed my large mirror in the living room and had a look at my naked body. It looked great. Since my divorce almost two years ago, I had been working out at the gym as well as running and swimming five or six times a week. My muscles were nicely defined under my skin. I’m also taller than average and I have dark hair on my belly and my chest. I have dark/grey crew cut hair on my head. The grey is the only evidence I’m 41 years old. Otherwise people usually guess I’m about 7 years younger. The cock is thick, uncut and 8 inches long and the balls are large and shaved.

And that cock had been up that married lady a lot the passed night and those balls had emptied their load four times. The last of those times just minutes ago with her bent forward over the kitchen table. My cum was probably pouring slowly out of her cunt into her laced underwear this very moment as she sat in the cab, on her way to her meeting and the men around the meeting table would probably smell it as they listened intently to her very important briefing. She was one of the horniest women I’d ever fucked but at the same time I felt absolutely nothing for her, even though her body was well maintained with expensive surgery and other treatments. We’d met on an official cocktail for a retiring politician at the Stockholm City Hall the evening before. I picked her up mostly because I could. But otherwise I’d started to find women boring. I like to fuck but I needed to try something new.

I’m a partner at a large corporate governance firm and was also in a bit of a hurry. My plane to a conference in Berlin was leaving in just two hours. I made some coffee and jumped into the shower washing all traces of that woman down the drain along with her name.

Since I flew business class I was fast tracked through the ridiculous security checks at the airport and I was on the plane as the last passenger before the cabin door was shut.

The flight to Berlin from Stockholm was quite short and I stepped out of the plane on the small Berlin-Tegel Airport. It was sunny and very warm as it was the end of June.

The cab ride to my hotel in central Berlin was quick. In the reception I met four colleagues from our American firm. They all seemed to be junior executives and this were probably their first meeting abroad. Three of them were fat and sweating heavily in their ill-fitting suits. The fourth guy was tall and very athletic. He smiled at me when he heard me mentioning our firms name to the receptionist. He wore more casual attire and looked cool. His face was square, handsome and very boy-next-doorish.

We met again a few hours later when everybody had arrived. There was a gathering in one of the hotel’s bars for a welcome cocktail hosted by our German HQ. The cool guy came up to me and introduced himself. His name was Klaus. Later he told me his grandparents had fled from Berlin during world war two. This was his first visit here. The man was very nice to talk to and provided a change to the other boring men. He had recently broken up from his girlfriend he told me. We talked a lot that evening and had a few beers. When it was time to go to bed he complained about sharing room with one of the fat guys I’d seen earlier. It had been a condition for them to come here, that they flew economy class and shared a room (although this hotel was five star and they probably had two very large separate beds). I didn’t tell him about my large executive room that I had to my own disposal.

The next day was entirely put a side for an overlong lecture from our world-wide marketing director. He was well known for his inability to come to the point and to put an audience to sleep in record time. At five thirty my cell phone rang. It was his secretary that told me in a high pitched voice that he’d been taken ill and rushed to hospital. After an hour of discussion among us senior partners, where we all had problems in hiding our relief that the lecture was off, it was decided that we could spend the day getting to know Berlin.

A few hours later I met Klaus at the breakfast buffet of the hotel. We had both been sleeping in today and all the others were probably out sightseeing. Klaus wore a pair of military shorts and a tight tank top over his strong-looking body. I wore loose fitting, cut-off jogging trousers and a v-necked washed out t-shirt, where the ‘V’ actually bared a large part of my muscular and hairy chest. I saw that he checked me out. And I have no problem with bi-sexual guys. Actually I feel flattered when they check me out since they really usually have high standards in men.

We decided to spend the day together, just casually taking in the city.

- I’ve heard there is a good spot for sun-bathing in a huge park about twenty minutes walk from here, he said.

Since it was really hot outside I didn’t feel like moving about much so I thought just laying on a towel in the park would be great. We didn’t bother to go back to our rooms and change, we just asked for towels in the reception.

- Did you sleep well, despite your company, I asked him. - Not really, he said. Since you and I drank so much last night I got a hard-on that kept me awake all night. Drinking does that to me.

He obviously wasn’t shy about sex, I thought, and told him I too get horny from drinking. We were getting closer to the large park that was actually more like a forest in the middle of the town. We were sweating and both took off our shirts. Klaus was built like a swimmer with a hairless torso. He continued to talk about his nightly hard-on with his horny eyes fixed at my hairy chest.

- Usually It’s not a problem, he said, I’d normally just turn on the porn-channel on the TV and jerk off. But the fat guy I’m sharing with isn’t the sort of guy I’d jack off next to. - Do you do that with other men you share a hotel room with, I asked casually. - Sure, he said, if they feel like jacking off to a porn movie too, so why not. All men jerk off, right? No-one has ever said no to a jerk off before we go to sleep. It’s interesting to watch other men jack off, they become really different. Strangely enough it seems like most of them never have done it in the same room as another guy. What’s the big deal?

I hadn’t actually jerked off with another man like that but I had once done a three way with a couple where the woman insisted to have two dicks up her at the same time. To feel her husbands cock rub against mine as we fucked her was actually a very hot experience.

Klaus was silent for a few moments as if he was thinking if he dared to continue on the subject.

- I’ve never been shy to show my dick to anyone, I said as to tell him I was ok with the conversation. - Listen, he said immediately, I’ve heard there is a corner of this park where people are sunbathing in the nude…right in the middle of the city!

- I don’t blame them, I said. I like to wear as little as possible in the sun. - No you don’t strike me as the shy kind, Want to check it out? - Why not, I said. After a walk down a path through the forest-like park, we came out on to a triangle of grass where naked men lay scattered on towels. There was even an open air shower in one corner where a hairy guy was soaking his muscular nude body as we entered. Even though a few of the men’s dicks were hard or semi-hard, the atmosphere was friendly and laid back.

- Wow, Klaus said.

I guessed none of our colleagues would even dream of coming this was so it felt like a fun thing to do. We went to a sunny corner of the triangular lawn, not far from the shower, and put the towels down next to each other. We took our shoes off.

- Here goes, said Klaus and dropped his shorts.

He wore tight underwear that outlined a long cock that he had arranged to the right as it looked almost hard. Without hesitating he took them off and the large hard cock came out in open air. Clearly he was proud of it. I dropped my pants too, together with my boxer shorts. He looked at my heavy cock and balls as if he liked the view. He looked down on his impressive hard-on that was slightly curved upwards with large clean shaven balls tightly pulled up under it.

- Sorry he said, clearly not feeling a bit sorry. I get hard very easy but it seems to be ok around here he said with a glance towards the shower.

There a completely hairless man with a hard cock supported by a cock-ring was soaking himself.

We both got a lot of appreciating looks from the other men. They probably thought we were lovers, so they left us alone. I lay down on my towel on my back, letting my soft cock rest to one side, parting my legs slightly to give my balls some space. I relaxed and closed my eyes. Klaus seemed unable to relax and he eagerly looked around at the naked men but mostly at my crotch. My cock actually got semi-erected from the warmth and his admiring looks and expanded slowly towards my right hip. This was fun. And the relationship Klaus had ended before this trip must have been with a man, because he seemed all gay. Maybe it was the sun and the scent of his body that made me confused but then and there I decided to let him have his erotic fantasies about me come true, but I would not make it too easy for him. Trying gay sex would certainly be a new thing for me.

Two hours later I told him I wanted to go back to the hotel for lunch as it was included in the price. But I told him he should feel free to stay in the park if he wanted to. He seemed to want to hang on to me, but at the same time this park was paradise for him. But he choose me and we made our way back to the hotel. He didn’t speak that much on the way back as if he was thinking about the next move. As we entered the air-conditioned lobby I said I needed a shower before lunch. By now I was as horny as Klaus had been all day and my cock was so hard I was happy I was wearing loose pants to conceal it.

He looked almost desperate to find a way to invite himself to my room, but I understood that would be too difficult for him. I put him out of his misery by saying:

- The bathroom in my suite is amazing. It more like a spa and it has a view over Berlin. Want to check it out? - Sure, he said trying to sound indifferent but a smile of relief gave him away.

In my suite I took off my clothes again and walked naked with my back toward him to the mini bar. He stood there not really knowing what to do. As I took out two bottles of mineral water I said with my back still turned:

- We’ve been naked together all morning. Just take the clothes off. - Ok he said, but you should know I’ve still got that hard-on. -Me too, I said and turned around.

He looked with amazement on my large hard cock. He’d dropped his clothes very quickly and his large boner was red from the blood pressure building up inside it. - Shit, he said, your bigger than I imagined.

I gave him a bottle and opened the door to the large spa-like bathroom. There I turned on the shower.

- This cabin is big enough for two I said so we can shower off at the same time.

We went in and soaped up under the warm shower. Soon we started to jerk our cocks as we looked at each other. He asked me if he could feel my cock and I unclenched my fist from my thick shaft to give him access. He stretched out his arm and grabbed my cock. When a man grabs your penis it different from when a woman does it. You can tell there is an experience how to handle it. It’s firmer and gentler at the same time. I decided to go with the flow so I grabbed his cock too. It was strange to jerk another mans hard-on, but surprisingly exiting. After a while we went out of the shower and dried off with the soft hotel towels.

- I thought you were straight, he said. - I am, I said. At least up to now. - I’m not. -Really!? I said with mock surprise. -I’m that obvious huh?

I just smiled and went to the bed and lay down on my back; my cock hovering above my hard abs. He laid down beside me and we started to jerk our hard cocks, while watching each other.

- Fuck, that cock looks tasty he said. You know that gay guys give the best blow-jobs, don’t you? - How many of you hotel jerk off buddies agree to that, I asked. - More than you’d think he said. - Go ahead I said putting my hands behind my head to let him do what he wanted. Soon he was sucking my cock as no-one ever had sucked it before; actually almost managing to go all the way down the shaft. At the same time he played with my balls. It was amazing and he went on for a surprisingly long time. -Shit, my cock loves your hot mouth, I moaned.

He stopped sucking and said: - Y’know, my ass is even better.

He got up and straddled me slowly easing his ass down to the tip of my soaked cock. Soon I felt my hard dick disappearing up his hot anus. It was incredibly tight and only one woman had actually managed to take my cock up her ass before him. By the look on his face I could tell it took some will power from his side but his dick stayed hard. After some adjusting time my entire penis was inside him and he sat flat on my hips. His balls pressed against my pubes and his massive cock pointing upwards with pre-cum dripping from it’s tip. Slowly he started to ride me. Faster and faster he continued until we fucked with a frenzy I’ve only rarely experienced with women. - Fuck I must be dreaming he groaned as he fucked himself with my large cock. I’m cumming soon he said. - Just shoot man I said. Do you want my load inside you, ‘cause I’m ready too. His groans became louder and soon he sprayed my chest with an amazing amount of hot cum, still riding my cock. I decided to let go and started to pump my load into his ass in an amazing orgasm. I watched my cock get sticky from my cum as he rode it a few more strides.