Gay Erotic Stories

To start out with, this is a true story. Okay, I'm sure that half of the guys on here claim that their stories are true, but I'm telling the truth. I guess that's really easy for me to say, but you read it, and then judge for yourself. Could I honestly make a story like this up? Well, I guess that I should start out with the beginning. (This is all true too, but I've changed everyone's name of course - mostly to protect the guilty, not the innocent...) I am 18 years old and live in a rural part of New Jersey. (Yes, there ARE rural areas in New Jersey.) I live in the only apartment complex in town. Actually, from the outside, you can't even tell it's an apartment - it looks just like a house. Anyway, every time we would get new neighbors, I would get my hopes up, hoping and preying that whoever it was, was hot-looking. I was always very disappointed. It seemed like all my neighbors were fat, old, or ugly as sin. Finally, about six months ago, my mother announced at the dinner table that we were getting new neighbors again for the apartment next door. I didn't even fantasize this time; I just gave up. I was told that they were a young couple, mid-twenties, and were new to the area. About a week after this dinner conversation, they moved in. Since I was busy with school and in and out of the house constantly, it wasn't until a week later that I got to meet them. We were eating dinner when someone knocked on the door. My mother answered it and in came our neighbors. The wife, Rose, was something more out of your nightmares than fantasies. I shivered when I saw her. But when her husband, Tommy, stepped in behind her, I got hard instantly. Tommy was the type of guy you dream about, the type you didn't actually believe existed in real life until you saw him. He was tall - about six one or six two, I'd say, and muscular as all hell. His blond hair was shaven (later I was told that this was because he was in the Reserves) and his blue eyes sparkled when he talked. They were both in their mid-twenties, but other than that, looked like they had nothing else in common. A hot looking guy like him deserves at least a hot looking girl. I guess I should pause here a moment and tell you one or two things about myself. Like I said, I'm 18, and in case you haven't figured it out yet, I'm bisexual. I'm about average height and weight, smooth swimmer's build, and am in-shape. (So if any of you guys in NJ are interested in meeting...email me at henri159@hotmail.com). Moving on... I didn't get to actually talk to Tommy for a long time after that. We greeted each other when we saw each other in the parking lot or in the hallway, but not much more than that. I used to watch him constantly though. It was in the middle of winter though, so I didn't get to see any other part of his body but his face. Finally, spring time rolled around, and with that, Tommy began to shed his clothes. When he wasn't working as a mechanic, or on leave for the reserves, he was working out in the back yard. He brought out a set of weights with him, and I would stare at him for hours through the window, watching his tanned muscular body get hard and sweaty. Sometimes I would jack off watching him. He had the build of a Greek god - wide shoulders, heavy chest, bulging arms, V-shaped torso, and an ass that looked like it was made of steel. I started dreaming about Tommy at night, and I guess he became almost an obsession with me. I fantasized about him constantly and the fact that he was only living and sleeping less than seventy feet away from drove me crazy. We actually started to talk to each other one day when we were both coming into the house at the same time. We started out talking about normal stuff - the weather and all that crap - and finally Tommy asked me if I worked out. This took me by surprise and Tommy told me that he was working on a training program that he wanted to patent, but he needed some test subjects to make sure it worked before he could sell it. I told him to sign me up - he told me to come by in about an hour. So I did, and that began our workout sessions together. For an hour a day, five days a week, I went over there and Tommy helped me to lift. During these sessions, not only would we talk, but looking at his body up close gave me material to jack off too later that night. My parents and Rose all worked until rather later in the evening, so Tommy and I had the whole building to ourselves pretty much. Our apartments both opened into a central hallway, and while we were both there alone during the afternoons, we started leaving our apartment doors open. We both started to freely wander into each other's apartment - to see if anything good was in the fridge, what was on TV, and so on. Our conversations began to get more and more personal and after a short time, Tommy and I were becoming buddies. Everything came to a climax though around the beginning of June. Tommy knew I had a computer and came in one day, asking if he could research something for work on the internet. I told him no problem, logged on for him, and left him alone in my room while I did some chores. After about ten minutes though, I heard laughing from my room. I walked in, and almost died of embarrassment. Tommy had looked under my bookmarks and had seen numerous gay web sites that I had bookmarked. He was looking at one of them and laughing as I walked into the room. I didn't know what to do. Should I deny it? Should I be angry? I turned bright red and started to mumble. Tommy stood up and walked over to me. He put his strong hands on my shoulders. "It's OK," he said. "I'm not laughing because you're gay, Henry. I'm laughing because I bet you didn't know I was too." He smiled that boyish grin of his that made his crow's feet stand out and kissed me. It was the first time I had ever kissed a guy before. It was different, strange, erotic. His kiss was strong. He felt around my mouth with his tongue, grabbed the back of my head with his hand, rubbed it, pulled me in. Finally, he let go and smiled at me. "I..I um...I've never been with a guy before," I mumbled. "That's OK," answered Tommy. "I only wish you had told me sooner - we could have had so much fun..." He pushed me gently back on my bed and climbed on top of me. I tingled and shook with both nervousness and excitement. He kissed me again, but this time I kissed him back. He grabbed my hands and put them on his ass. Finally, I had the chance to rub and massage that muscular ass that I had been dreaming about. He started to unbutton my shirt - clumsily with his meaty hands, and started licking my chest, kissing it, working his way down. When he got down to the crotch of my shorts, he looked at me and smiled, rubbing me through the cotton of my shorts. He kissed it through the cloth and then slowly, erotically began to unzip me. He freed my cock and began to massage it, stroking it, rubbing it for me. I moaned and twisted on the bed. He put his mouth on it and kissed it. He licked it up and down, wrapping his thick sexy lips around it, gently sucking and pulling with his mouth. He massaged my balls and my chest with his hands driving me nearer and nearer to a climax. Suddenly I couldn't hold back anymore. I grabbed the back of his head and almost screamed as I came. Just looking at my cum running down his chin, him licking it all up, made me cum all the harder. As Tommy cleaned up every last drop of cum with his tongue, I took a moment to catch my breath. I couldn't believe that this was happening to me! After a moment or two just lying there, Tommy grabbed me with his strong arms and turned me over on my back. I laid there for a moment, not sure what was going to happen next. I felt him climb on top of me, the weight of his muscular body pushing down on me turned me on all the more. I felt his cock at the edge of my asshole, and then, with gentle push, I felt him inside of me. I had never been fucked before, and Tommy knew it, so we just laid there for a moment, Tommy giving me a chance to get used to the feeling of having a cock inside of me. He reached around with one arm and grabbed me by the chest, pulling me back to him, rubbing and massaging my chest. He licked my ears and my face and after a moment or two, I could feel myself getting hard again. That's when he started to fuck me - slowly at first, and then stronger, more powerful thrusts. He shoved his cock up my ass, and my ass began to move to meet his thrusts. Our bodies moved as one. Two hot sweaty bodies on top of each other, rubbing and pounding, groaning and moaning. It was something out of my wildest fantasies. With the hand that had been rubbing my chest, he now reached down and grabbed my cock. He started jacking me again and after a few moments I could feel myself ready to cum again. The whole time Tommy was shouting things at me: "What a fucking tight ass you have." "Oh that's good, that's a good little ass, you little fucker." "That's it, that's it baby, feel my cock in you, feel that big pounding cock." After a few minutes he was shouting something else: "You ready to cum? Huh?" "Yeah, Tommy." "I can't hear you my little tight ass...You ready to cum?" "Yes!" I shouted. I came, all over his hand jacking me off, just as he came inside my ass. We both started to moan out load and practically screamed as we climaxed together. After that, we lay next to each other on my bed for a while. I was wrapped up in his arms. Our two hot sweaty bodies clung on to each other. It was paradise. That was the one and only time I ever had sex with Tommy. Less than a week later, Rose got transferred and they had to leave. Tommy whispered as he left that it was only the beginning for me, but since then, I haven't had any luck finding men at all. I don't' even know where to look. Who knows - maybe my next neighbor will be even hotter. Probably not though.