Gay Erotic Stories

I'd always been attracted to Ben, and I eventually got my heart’s desire during the Christmas holidays, which is what Part 1 is all about. However, there’s more to our story. Ever since I'd brought Ben "out," we'd been getting together fairly frequently. We'd fucked in his car, in my shower, on our beds, in our kitchens and basically any other place we could think of. One day, I was home, off uni for the day as my prac had been cancelled, and looked out my window to see if Ben (who happens to be my neighbour) was around. As it turned out, he'd just pulled his car out of the garage and was tinkering around beneath the bonnet. Being horny (as always), I couldn't resist and began rubbing my tool through my shorts as I watched him work. I watched him check the pistons (boy, did I have a piston for him!), the sparks and the oil when, to my delight, he ripped his shirt off and slid under the car to do some more serious work. This always got me going and I pushed my hand down my boxers and started some more serious work of my own. As he got greasier and dirtier, I pumped harder and faster: I have a thing for dirty mechanic types. Anyway, I was busily working my cock and staring at his grimy chest when I noticed the bulge in his jeans. This was what I'd been waiting for. I whipped my own shirt off and walked out onto my verandah, not bothering to conceal my own obvious bulge. "Oi! Ben!” I called out, hoping he didn't have his earphones in. He stopped working and looked up at me, smiling. "Hey buddy! I thought you were supposed to be at uni today," he called back. "Nah, not today mate; I got the day off," I said, smiling and left it at that, allowing it to sink in. After a couple of seconds (he's not the brightest guy in the world…) it dawned on him what I was implying and told me, "Since you're not doing anything, you can get your arse over here and give me a hand." How could I refuse an offer like that? I jumped over the verandah railing and over the fence so I wouldn't have to wrestle with the gates. "What do you need me for?" I said, smiling and staring at his now even more obvious bulge. "Hmm, there's some spare sparks in the garage you could get," he said. For a guy who isn't very bright, he's pretty quick at finding ways to get me alone in dark places. Not that I'm complaining. I walked through the garage and started ferreting around for the spark plugs he wanted. I found what I thought were the sparks and was about to turn around to see what was keeping him, when two strong arms grabbed me around the waist from behind. Ben pulled me close and I felt his head over my shoulder, his slight stubble rubbing against my cheek. He stuck his tongue out and started to lick and suck my neck, eventually working his way up to my ear where he began to nibble and bite as well. "Fuck, I've missed you, mate," he whispered in my ear. Jesus, it'd only been two days since we were rolling around on his dining room table. I grabbed the hair behind his head and pulled him harder into me (I really like being sucked, licked and bitten). He began to rub his hands over my chest while he played with my ear and I ran my hands back over his hips and grabbed his gorgeous arse. Once this had gotten him moaning (it always did), he turned me around and pulled me closer, pushing his lips to mine. I shoved my tongue into his mouth and started to lick his tongue, running mine all over it. He sucked on it, trying to get as much of it as he could inside his mouth. By this time he'd run his hands up between our chests and was making swirling motions around my nipples, which was driving me wild. I dropped to my knees and found myself face to face with that impressive bulge in his jeans. I undid the fly and pulled them down off his muscular thighs, eager to get my hands on his meat. As soon as I could, I wrapped one hand around his cock (about 7" if you're interested…) and placed my lips around its purple head, hoping I'd be able to encourage some pre-cum out of it soon. I didn't have to wait long because almost immediately, he placed his hands on my head and thrust his cock down into my throat in one smooth motion. With my lips around the base of his cock, I started to run my tongue around its underside and pushing it inside his piss slit. He grabbed my head and forced it hard against his torso, pushing his cock as far as he could down my throat, all the while moaning, "Fuck yeah. Oh babe, that's it. Suck it down." I could feel the pre-cum oozing out of this dick as he fucked my mouth. God, I love his pre-cum, it’s so sweet and thick. After a few minutes of this, I felt his cock pulse and throb and I knew he was ready to blow. I pulled my mouth and hand off his dick and stood up in front of him, smiling and stuck the tip of my tongue in his ear and whispered, "You ready?" He looked me up and down and answered, while rubbing his cock with his left hand, "Fuck yeah! Now get back against the bench!" I backed up against his workbench and knocked all his shit aside to make a space for me. I pulled off my shorts and hopped up on the bench, my throbbing cock hanging tantalizingly between my legs. As he walked up to me he looked me up and down again. "Fuck you're hot!" was all he could manage to say. He bent over and pulled his jeans off revealing his fantastic thighs and giving his cock the room a thing as fine as it deserved. He walked up close, so he was right in front of me with our cocks touching and reached behind me for something. He came back and smeared some oily, slick stuff on his dick and grinned that smile at me again. I lifted my legs and he grabbed my hips and pushed his cock against my arsehole. It knew what was coming and opened up immediately, allowing Ben to slide right in to the hilt without a problem. I leaned back on my elbows and settled in to enjoy the ride. He started off with slow gentle thrusts making me moan for more. Then he pushed me backwards and climbed on top of me, changing the direction of his thrusts. This always drives me insane and I pulled him down so our faces met and I shoved my tongue into his mouth. As he started to fuck me faster and harder I kissed him back harder and more aggressively. I could hear the sound of metal and plastic things hitting the ground, as our actions got more and more wild. I moved my legs up so they were near his shoulder blades (I'm fairly flexible) and with my hands on his arse, pulled him harder to me, so he could thrust a bit deeper. He fucked me like this for a couple of minutes then leaned in close and whispered, "Jack yourself, so I can watch while I fuck you.” I moved my right hand to my cock and started pumping away like a man possessed. This really got him going, watching me wanking, and he pounded me really hard. I could hear the walls of the garage shaking with the force of his thrusts. I was pretty close to blowing (if you've ever wanked off while being fucked, you'll know what I'm talking about) and I knew he was close as well. His cock was throbbing and jerking inside my arse. So I jacked off harder and he got the message and started to fuck me as hard as he could. I pulled off harder and harder till I felt the surging in my balls move up my shaft. I let go and let the cum fly. Ben started bellowing and fucking me really erratically and I could feel his hot cum blasting against my insides. We both shot at least 10 and by the time we were both finished, there was cum everywhere. All over our chests, my face, his arms and there was about as much again oozing out of my arse, getting all over my balls and thighs. We kissed for a while, and cleaned each other up a bit by licking the cum into our mouths. Then we went upstairs to have a shower before his dad got home. But as we turned and started walking towards the door, there was his dad, standing in the doorway. His arms were folded and he did not look pleased… To be continued… If you liked this story, or have any feedback, feel free to email me at cyprian_twink@hotmail.com. Any suggestions, comments or criticisms would be greatly appreciated.