Gay Erotic Stories

I have been working at the gym for about two years and I would have to say that it is an excellent way to meet and watch hot guys. I normally just work as a professional trainer, but seeing how I am only 26, not a lot of people hire me. So I usually get the older people who don’t know how to use the equipment (the weights—unfortunately not mine), or the teen boys who just want to build a little muscle to show off to their girlfriends.

But one day, this really cute guy walked in and started lifting like a pro. He was definitely built, but not overly buff. His build was similar to mine. I saw him out of the corner of my eye at first, and I knew that we had the potential to get along great. So I walked over to him and asked if he needed any help. He said he was new to the gym and he wasn’t quite sure how to use the treadmill. So I got him started and since there was almost nobody in the gym (a Monday), I told him that if he gets sweaty, he was welcome to take his shirt off, or take a shower.

He smiled when I said this and I smiled back, with a little more eroticism than a normal smile. I turned to leave, and when I looked back before closing the door, he had already taken his shirt off.

His body was golden. He was tanned everywhere that I could see, and his long muscular body was almost completely hairless, except for his lower stomach. He had small hairs on his chest that suggested that he shaved it regularly. His chest was smooth and I had to shut the door quickly to refrain from running forward and touching it.

About a half an hour later, I went back to check on him. I remembered that I didn’t give him my name. “I’m Cole, by the way,” I said. “Do you need anything?”

He replied, “My name’s Brock. I think I’m done in here. Could you show me the showers?”

I immediately looked up when he said this and he gave me a sly smile. I returned the gesture and said, “Sure, no problem. We have about an hour before closing time.” I lead him to the men’s locker room where someone was just leaving. Perfect, I thought. Almost everyone’s gone and I have an hour before closing time. We entered the locker room and I showed him the showers and how to adjust them.

“So are you okay for a while?” I asked him.

“Well,” he said, taking off his shirt again, and sort of flaunting his hot body. I could tell he was flexing his big arms and hard pecs, and it took all of my strength not to reach out and touch him. He looked down at his big tanned arms and flexed them. “It would be nice to have someone wash my back…”

I smiled and took a step towards him. He put one hand on my chest and gave it a little squeeze. “Nice,” he said.

I replied, “I try to please.”

He put his other hand on my chest and slid them down to the end of my employee t-shirt. He grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head. He threw it aside and put his arms around my neck. He moved in slowly and I wrapped my arms around his warm waist. He leaned in and kissed me. His lips were soft and pliable. He opened his mouth and slowly slid his tongue inside my mouth. I did the same. He licked my teeth and tongue and swapped spit with me. It was the best kiss I ever had.

He slowly pulled away and moved his hands down to my chest. He felt my nipples with his finders and then rubbed my chest. Then he put his hands on my shoulders and lowered himself slightly and put his mouth around my nipples. His tongue flicked my nipple and he fingered the other one with his hands. My nipples felt so good; I never wanted him to stop.

He took his mouth off my nipple and blew on it until it was hard as a rock. Then, his hands drifted down and he started to undo my pants. He kept his face by my chest, but he wasn’t doing anything to it, so I flexed my pecs and smashed his face to my nipple. He grunted, but didn’t refrain.

Once he had me completely naked, he stripped off his pants and underneath them; he was wearing a revealing pair of boxer briefs. They were made of white mesh, so his hard erection was in complete view. He took them off, jerked his cock twice and got into the shower. The water was still a little cold and his nipples grew with the chill of the water. He shivered and I got in, adjusted the temperature, and hugged him. He hugged me back and kissed me softly. I broke the embrace and got behind him, while squirting some of the liquid body wash from the dispenser. I started to rub his strong pecs.

“You have a really nice body,” I whispered to him. “I am definitely one for nice upper bods, pecs, nipples and abs. Do you shave? Your chest is so smooth.”

“Thanks,” he said with a slight groan of pleasure as I held his pecs in my strong hands. “I shave every other day. I think it’s time I shaved again.”

I pulled one of the disposable razors out of the plastic bag that were stored in each shower, and I lathered him up with more body wash. I moved closer to him so that my chest was pressed up against his back. I moved my hard dick in between his legs and pressed it into his ass slowly. Then I moved as close to him as I could, so that my hard dick was completely up his ass. Brock let out a low moan as I did this.

I put my head by his ear and asked if he was okay. He relied with an “oh yes, don’t stop”. Then I placed my head over his right shoulder and licked it. Brock put his hands up above his head and with one hand; I started to shave his right, slightly hairy, pec. With my other hand I got more body wash and held his hard dick and jerked it off for him. I made one smooth motion from the top of his pubes to his nipple. I was careful not to nick it, but I shaved in a circle around it. Then I moved up to his arms and shaved his armpits.

“That feels so nice,” Brock sighed.

I leaned my head in towards his neck and started kissing it. I kept shaving his chest, but my eyes were closed and I was deep in kissing Brock’s neck. Brock opened his mouth and started to breathe harder. I finished shaving his chest, abs and armpits and he turned me around to kiss me. We kissed for about five minutes, and then Brock pulled away and laid me down on the big shower floor.

He got about 20 squirts of body wash and sat on top of me, right above my throbbing cock, and started to massage my strong chest, rubbing the cool wash all over my hard body. I reached up and played with his nipples until he had my chest soaped with a thick layer of body wash. Then he turned around and sucked my hard dick. After about three minutes of dick pleasure, he straightened out his legs and lay directly on top of me. I pulled him down so that his chest was pressing on mine.

We started to rock back and forth, getting both of our chests lathered with the tick wash. I felt his warm, hard pecs rubbing against mine and his hard nipples poking into me as the water washed over us both. As we lay there, we kissed romantically. We transferred spit, tongues, and lips. Then my watch beeped. I looked at it and told Brock that it was 10:00 PM, closing time. I immediately got up, rinsed off, and dried myself, explaining to Brock that my boss would be wondering where I was.

“I’ll go tell him that everybody is gone and that I’m just leaving. Go out the back door and wait in my car. It’s a white Sebring. I’ll meet you there, then we can go to my house.”

With that said, he got up and as I was putting my pants on, he quickly dried off and came to me. He extended his hand to my chest and kissed me again. “I’ll meet you there,” he said with a smile.

I kissed him once more and then put my shirt on and left. Just as I was walking out of the locker room, my boss came in and said he was looking for me. “I’m the last one in here,” I explained. “I was just getting a shower before I went home.”

“Okay, thanks. I’ll see you tomorrow,” he replied. He walked me to the front door and locked it behind us. He said ‘goodbye’ and went to his car. I went the other way and met Brock, who was now sitting in my passenger seat. I got in and kissed him. We pulled out of the parking lot and headed for my house.

Part 2

About five minutes into the drive, Brock took his shirt off. He pulled one of my hands from the steering wheel and put it on his nipple. He grabbed my crotch and pulled my dick out of my pants and gave it a squeeze. Then Brock reached up my shirt and held my right pec. With his hand on my chest, he got out of his seat, leaned over and went down on my cock, sliding it in and out of his mouth. It only took about three minutes until I came in his mouth. He kissed me and I tasted my own cum—and it tasted so good. Then Brock continued fondling my nipples until we got home.

When we finally arrived, I got out of the car and went to the other side to Brock. Horny once again, I pressed him up against the car and kissed him. Then I picked him up and he wrapped his legs around my waist. He lifted up his tight muscle shirt, revealing his tight muscles beckoning me to kiss his chest. As he rubbed my head, I walked up to the door, unlocked it and we went inside.

I put him down and lead him to my bedroom, and started taking off my clothes. He came close to me and told me to stop. “Don’t you have anything sexier to strip out of?”

“Well, I’ll have to get out of this anyway…” I went to my closed and picked out a tight tank top, a G-string, soccer shorts and a bathrobe. I slowly changed into the new clothes to put on a little show for Brock. As I came out of the bathroom, Brock met me with a kiss on the neck and a slap on the ass. I got a chair from the kitchen and put it in my bedroom. Brock sat down and I lit some candles and put on some music, then started to strip. I slowly untied the robe, revealing the tight tank top and soccer shorts.

“Nice muscles!” Brock remarked. He reached up and stroked my arms, giving me goose bumps and making my nipples hard. Brock smiled and felt them through the shirt. I stepped back from him so that I could take off my shirt. I grabbed the front ends and slowly pulled it up, revealing my abs, and then my pecs with my hard nipples poking out, and then finally my armpits. I bunched the shirt in a small rope and put it around Brock’s neck. With the ‘rope’ I pulled Brock closer. Then I dropped the shirt and held Brock’s head in my hands.

I rubbed his head all over my body. He stuck out his tongue and let it slide over my chest, abs, and nipples. Then I let go of his head and turned around, grabbing the tope of my soccer shorts and brought them down to my ankles, along with the sexy G-string. I stayed bent over so that Brock could see my asshole. He stuck one finger in it, then two, and then three, then pushed them in and out. Then he took my hips and brought me closer to him. He got off the chair and onto his knees and licked my asshole.

I let him slide his tongue in and out of my hole for about a good minute, and then I stood up and turned to face him. I straddled the chair he was now sitting in again, and I jammed my hard dick into his stomach and dry humped him. Then I put my hands under his shirt and moved them up to his chest, pulling off his shirt in the process. Once I had him completely naked, I gave Brock the hottest lap dance I have ever given someone.

After the lap dance, Brock got really close to me and whispered, “I am feeling dirty again. I think I need help washing it off…” I smiled back and pulled him closer to me with his dick. I kissed his lips and licked down to his pubes. I rubbed my nose in them and then swallowed his 7-inch cock. I held his hips in my hands and rocked his body back and forth, thrusting his stiff cock in and out of my mouth. I moved my hands to his ass and pushed him towards me, swallowing his whole cock in my mouth. Brock let out a low groan and ran his fingers through my hair. Then Brock took his cock out of my mouth and pulled me up to his level with my hairy armpits. Then he turned me around, jumped on my back and pinched my nipples, making them hard.

“Where’s the bathroom?” Brock whispered into my ear. I smiled and put my hands on his, and pressed them to my chest. Then I walked to the bathroom with Brock on my back, holding my pecs. On the way to the bathroom, I stopped by the kitchen and grabbed a can of whipping cream. Brock laughed and said, “You really know how to have fun!”

I laughed back at this and led him to the bathroom. Brock hopped off my back and went to the bathtub. He turned on the water and adjusted the temperature. Then, while the tub was filling up, Brock sat on the toilet and spread his legs wide open. I smiled and knelt down in front of Brock’s long, hard cock. I placed my hands on Brock’s muscular thighs and moved my mouth close to his cock. I smelled his scent and breathed out on his dick. Then before sucking it, I rubbed my lips on his stomach, sticking my tongue in his belly button, and then licking down to his cock.

I looked up at Brock and smiled. He looked back down at me and smiled back. Then he cupped my face in his hands and put my face back down to his cock. I opened my mouth and swallowed his cock. While Brock massaged my head, I sucked hard on his dick. After about three minutes of blowing Brock, the bathtub was ready. I took his cock out of my mouth and licked Brock’s hard, yet soft, smooth chest. Then we both got into the tub.

I took the whipping cream with me and shook it up. I took off the top and squirted some into my mouth, and then I sent it down and pulled Brock closer to me and kissed him. I transferred the cream from my mouth to his and back to mine again. The Brock turned around and lay on my chest. Then I took the whipping cream again and sprayed it all over his chest. Brock took the can from me and squirted a line of it on his nipples, going across his pecs and down to his stomach, where the water was. Then he stood up and leaned against the wall.

He smiled at me and said, “Clean me off…”

I smiled back and sat up on my knees. I then gave his throbbing cock a lick, and then focused my attention on the whipped cream. I pressed my lips on the cream and spread it over his body some more. Then I licked it off of his abs. Brock groaned with pleasure. Then I licked his abs up to the bottom of his big pecs. I licked the cream off his pecs and then sucked on the whole thing. I moved my mouth up to his nipples and licked the cream off of them, then licked the line on his chest. I swallowed the cream and rested my head on his warm chest.

Brock put his hands on my head and held it to him. Then he turned me around and lay back in the water. He positioned me so that my back was on his chest, and then he aimed his cock up at my ass, and I sat on it. Then I laid back and let him fulfill his pleasures with me.

Just like the shower before, Brock took the bar of soap and rubbed it on my left nipple. Then with his other hand, he felt it, rubbed it and played with it until it was lathered with a thick layer of suds. He molested my nipples so well that I wanted to lie on him forever and just let him fondle me. Then I felt Brock’s tongue on my wet neck. He licked my neck and then moved to my cheek, and finally curved his own neck around to my mouth.

“Stick out your tongue,” he said. I stuck out my tongue and Brock stock out his own and licked mind. He tasted so good, so I moved my whole mouth to his and kissed him with a deep passion. I moved my tongue all around his mouth and I knew I had hit a good point when he gave my nipples a pinch.

Brock pulled away from the kiss and ended it with a lick of my lips and a quick peck. Then he said, “I’m getting tired. Let’s go to sleep.”

I leaned close to him, gave him one last kiss and just simply said, “Good Night.”