Gay Erotic Stories

I was lying on the front lawn, reading a Nero Wolfe mystery and trying to get some sun. Rolling onto my back, I looked up the street and saw one of my neighbors trimming his hedges, when the mailman came around the corner. He wasn't our usual mailman. I couldn't see much of him at first, with the sun in my eyes. I put on my sunglasses and sat up to watch him as he approached my neighbor.

Now that the glare was gone and he was closer, I could see he was a real hunk! About 5' 9", 280 lbs, he wore a pith helmet to keep the sun off.

My neighbor looked up as the mailman approached him. I saw them smile at each other, I couldn't hear what they said, but they began to chat amiably. I saw them shake hands. My neighbor put his hedge clippers down and motioned the mailman to follow him. He walked up the porch steps and into the house. The mailman stood out on the porch. He removed his pith helmet and mopped his brow. He had shaggy dark brown hair, shot with grey. I picked up my book again, so he wouldn't see me staring...too much.

I had seen this all my life. It gets very hot in our area and carrying that mailbag around all day is very thirst work. Usually one or two houses will invite him in for a drink or to sit in the air conditioned living rooms for a bit. But I had never seen a mailman like this before! I could hardly wait for him to come over and deliver our mail.

My neighbor came out a few minutes later with a couple of beers. As they stood on the shaded porch and talked, they glanced my way. They both waved and smiled at me and I waved and smiled back. I was tempted to go over and join the conversation, but I figured it would be better to wait. I didn't wait long. They finished their beers in a final gulp. My neighbor took the bottles in the house, and the mailman picked up his mailbag and started down the street towards me.

As he got closer I could see him better. The sun had turned his skin a leathery brown. His arms and legs were covered in dark hair. He was wearing shorts, so I could see his legs as well. He had thick, muscular arms from carrying the mailbag and thick tree trunk legs from walking his route.

I was lying on the front lawn in just a pair of jogging shorts. He was watching me as he came up the walkway. There was sweat running down the front of his blue uniform shirt, and it had run down into his shorts making them cling to him. I could see the outline of his cock down one pant leg, almost to the hem!

"Good morning!" I said giving him my brightest smile.

"Morning!" He had a deep basso voice. I loved it.

Now that he was standing in front of me, I could see his eyes were a beautiful green, framed by thick eyebrows. His eyes shone through his tanned skin and heavy eyebrows like emeralds on black velvet . "My name is Frank," He slung the mailbag off his shoulder, and bent over slightly to put it down, as he did, his eyes wandered over me, lingering at my shorts. He let the strap go and held out his hand toward me. "I'll be delivering the mail while your regular guy is on vacation." His hand engulfed mine--it as very rough, but gentle. He gave my hand a gentle squeeze before releasing his grip.

He took off his pith helmet again to mop his brow. I could see the sweat running down his arms and sides. From my position on the lawn I could just about look up his shorts.

I took off my sunglasses and introduced myself.

"Would you like something to drink?" I knew he had just finished a beer with my neighbor, but I figured I might as well try.

"No thanks." He said slowly. "I try not to stop at too many houses in one day. I'd never get my route done. Maybe tomorrow?"

"I look forward to it." We smiled at each other.

He put his helmet back on and bent over to pick up his bag. As he did, I could see down the front of his shirt and caught a glimpse of salt and pepper chest hair. I could hardly wait for tomorrow.

He stood up and handed me our mail. I watched him all the way down the walk and up the street. I didn't want the neighbors to catch me drooling as I watched his cute little butt as it jiggled every time the mailbag bounced off his hip.

II

The next morning I was sitting on a lawn chair, reading and watching the street. I spotted him as soon as he came around the corner. He seemed to be moving a little faster today, and didn't stop to chat very long with anyone. I smiled uncontrollably as he came up the walk.

"Good morning, Frank!" I said. I was wearing a smaller pair of jogging shorts than yesterday and he eyed them appreciatively.

"Morning" He said, smiling back. "It sure is a hot one today." He put the mail bag down and mopped his brow with a bandanna.

"Would you like something to drink?"

"Seeing as I'm half an hour ahead of schedule, I'd be grateful."

"Come on inside,” I said standing up, "and get out of this heat."

He picked up the mail bag and followed me up the porch steps and into the house. "Nice house." He said as I headed for the kitchen.

"My favorite part is the pool in back." I said getting a couple of beers out of the refrigerator. "It's screened in for privacy."

When I came back into the living room, Frank was standing in front of the sliding glass doors that led to the patio. He had put his helmet on top of his bag by the front door.

"That is nice." He looked at me as I handed him a beer.

"Would you like to sit out there for a bit?" I asked hopefully. "It's much cooler out there due to the privacy screening."

"I'd love to take a swim," he remarked as he took a drink. "But I don't have a suit."

"Please, feel free." I said, sliding open the glass door. "We never wear bathing suits around here."

He stepped out onto the patio. Putting his beer down on the picnic table, he began to unbutton his shirt. I walked out behind as he peeled off his shirt. Even his shoulders and back were hairy! He turned toward me as he laid his shirt over the back of a chair. His chest was covered in curly black and grey. It covered both tits, from shoulder to shoulder, and from throat to waistband of his shorts. His big gut hung over the button of his shorts. I could see his cock had lengthened a bit. In a second the head would poke out of the pant leg.

My own shorts were becoming uncomfortable as my cock searched for room to stretch. Frank sat in a chair to remove his shoes and socks. As he did, his cockhead did poke out of his shorts and along his thigh. It was purple and dribbled a pearly drop of precum. I was mesmerized.

He picked up his beer to take a drink and caught me staring wide eyed at him. He grinned at me and said, "I'm going to feel very self-conscious if you are going to wear your shorts while I'm not."

I snapped out of my daze, smiling sheepishly. I put my beer down and slipped out of my skimpy jogging shorts. My cock immediately sprang erect, the head bobbing around my bellybutton. Now it was his turn to stare.

"Let’s see how the water is." I said and walked to the edge of the pool, slowly, giving him a good, long look at me, and dove in, which is not an easy thing to do with a full hard on. I swam underwater to the far side of the pool and came up facing toward him. I wiped the water out of my eyes.

Frank had removed his socks and sneakers. He undid his belt and zipper and let his shorts drop to the ground. He was beautiful!!

He stepped out of his shorts and moved to the edge of the pool. It is a picture that will remain in my mind indelibly forever. His cock standing straight out in front of him, his big, heavy balls tucked between his meaty thighs. Frank tucked down low, hands pointed out in front of him, he dove. He didn't make as big a splash as I expected. He cut through the water like a walrus (which are very graceful in the water). He swam across the pool underwater, as I had. I expected him to come up in front of me, but as he got closer, he grabbed my hips and swallowed my still erect cock. I was so surprised by this; I had to grab the edge of the pool as my knees buckled.

He sucked my cock all the way into his throat, and wrapped his huge arms around my waist. I felt his tongue flicking up and down my shaft while his lips were locked around the base.

He suddenly released me and came up gasping and blowing. With his arms still wrapped around me, I bent down to kiss him. I grabbed his cheeks. His eyes were still closed due to the water and hair streaming down his face. As our lips met, his mouth opened, his tongue slipped across my teeth, slid between them and our tongues met.

Getting his feet under him, Frank stood up lifting me with him. I moved my hands from his face and wrapped them around his neck. Sitting me down on the edge of the pool deck, he pulled away from me. His mouth traveled down my neck to my chest, to my nipple. He sucked on it as my cock beat against his furry chest. The drying hair tangled around my cock. His hands moved to my ass and squeezed.

I ran my hands across his shoulders and down his back. I drew my legs around his hips. He gently pushed me down flat on my back as his tongue moved down my stomach to my soggy pubic hair. My cock combed through his chest hair sending ripples of pleasure all through my body.

He swirled his tongue around the head of my dick and he gently squeezed my nuts. I began to moan and my hips bucked slightly. His other hand, which had been on my chest, slid down my side. As he worked his way further down, my own hands had traveled across his back and shoulders, feeling the soft hair slide across my palms. I curled my fingers and let my nails scratch lightly down his arms.

His right hand released my balls. He clutched my thigh and raised my leg up. As he crouched lower in the water I rolled on to my side to give him better access. Putting my leg over his shoulder, my cock buried to the hilt in his mouth, Frank's fingers began to probe my ass. If there wasn't some release soon I was going to start screaming in ecstasy.

Frank's mouth slid up to the head of my dick, his tongue sliding up the side. As he swirled his tongue around the head, his index finger pushed deep into my ass. It was more than I could stand. My toes curled in a death grip as my cock erupted. Frank's mouth clamped around the base of my cock and sucked for all he was worth. My ass clenched and quivered around his finger. I clenched my jaws shut to keep from screaming as wave after wave wracked my body.

As I laid there catching my breath, my cock slid out of Frank's mouth, and his fingers out of me, I heard him push off the side of the pool and backstroke through the water.

III

When my heartbeat had slowed a bit, and I had caught my breath, I noticed it had gotten very quiet. I hoped he hadn't got out of the water. Raising myself up on my elbows, I looked across the pool. At first I didn't see Frank. He wasn't in the deep end. I saw his uniform still hung over the back of the patio chair.

The sun was glinting off the water as the ripples settled. I heard a sound to my right, at the shallow end of the pool. Frank was lying in a floating pool chair. The sound I had heard was his fingers flicking the surface of the water. The float was in the far corner of the pool, but a slow current had it drifting towards the deep end, across from me.

With his head back, eyes closed, and his legs drawn up, Frank was the picture of contentment. As he drifted halfway across the length of the pool, I could see he still had a semi-erection. His cock lying against his right thigh. Sliding quietly into the water, I swam out under the float.

I pushed my fingers up through the chair webbing and could just tickle Frank's balls. The float rocked suddenly and I snatched my hand back as his thighs snapped together. I almost chocked when I started to laugh. Getting myself under control, so I didn't drown, I looked up through the surface and saw Frank looking over the side of the float for me.

While Frank searched for me, I swam to the bottom of the pool. I was starting to really need air. Tucking my legs under me, I crouched down on the bottom of the pool. With my lungs starting to beg for air, I pushed off the bottom with everything I had, and shot for the surface. I broke through at the foot of the chair float. Water surged up all around me as I threw my arms up over my head. I gasped for breath. I saw Frank's head whip around. The expression on his face was priceless. I had taken him totally by surprise, just as he had to me. Three quarters of my body had surged out of the water as I pitched forward. I felt my knees brush the edge of the float as my thighs landed at the foot of the float.

Water splashed up Frank's stomach, over his chest and into his face, drenching his hairy form. Frank had thrown his hands up in surprise as I came bursting out of the water. His legs, which had been drawn up in repose, shot straight out in front of him, on either side of me. I landed neatly on my stomach, Frank's knees cushioned my sides, as my outstretched hands smacked into the armrests. With my thighs braced on the edge of the chair frame, I stopped short of crushing my cock and balls, and with my face inches from Frank's hairy crotch.

I felt his hands grip my shoulders. Looking up at Frank's drenched face, I saw a grin form through his sopping beard. That smile of his is just mesmerizing! His green eyes sparkled under water dappled eyebrows.

"Feelin' froggy, eh?" Frank said and chuckled.

I could feel the grin on my own face as the water ran off my body and merged with the water swirling around us. I could see Frank's cock twitching to life at the bottom edge of my vision.

He started to haul me up over his bulging stomach. As he did, I quickly ducked my head and ran my tongue over his cock. The hair at his crotch and lower abdomen was plastered flat by the water, leaving his cock and balls exposed. I slurped my tongue over his hardening shaft as he pulled me up over his body. He lifted me as if I were weightless.

I brought my face up to meet his. As our lips met in a very wet kiss, I braced my arms on the back of the float chair and brought my knees up under me to give me some support. Frank's legs were draped over my thighs as he pulled me tightly against him.

The hair on his chest and stomach was a soft, downy mat, tickling my nipples. Our cocks were buried in our entwined pubic hair, as we ground our stomachs together. Frank wrapped me in a bear hug that squeezed the air out of me.

Breaking the kiss and pushing slightly away from Frank, I stared up into those emerald green eyes, under those shaggy brows. I could just as easily drown in those crystal clear eyes as in the water surrounding us.

My own cock was raging hard again and rubbing against Frank's ball sack. Frank's hard pole was pressing into me from bellybutton to sternum. All that hard meat was scorching my flesh.

I humped my hips slightly, rubbing his balls with my throbbing cock. Squirming under me, Frank closed his eyes and moaned deep in his chest as his cock slid along my hairless muscular, stomach. I could feel the pre-cum oozing out of his rod, smearing across my chest.

Burying my face in the white and black forest of Frank's chest hair, my tongue poked out and swirled around, lapping up the sweat and pool water that had begun to bead up. Frank's head fell back against the chair as my tongue made wider and wider circles, searching for and finally finding a plump nipple. As my lips and teeth attacked the turgid flesh, I could feel Frank’s hands stroking my back and pulling me closer. Frank was moaning in earnest now. His nails were lightly raking over my back. His legs which had been draped over my thighs, wrapped around my ass as his hips humped his cock into my chest.

I had never seen a man with such a sensitive body. It was like playing an instrument, more a cello than a violin, but just as sweet. Frank's gyrations were rocking the float dangerously. Inching backward to make the float more stable, I moved my arms under Frank's meaty legs, urging him more onto his back and pushed his legs over my shoulders, bringing Frank's cock up to my mouth. I flicked my tongue over the engorged purple head.

In such an exposed and vulnerable position, Frank was in a high state of ecstasy. His moans and thrashing had increased, but at least we wouldn't be pitched into the water. With his legs over my shoulders, I ran my hands down Frank's big, hairy thighs and gripped his hard ass, as I plunged my hungry mouth down on Frank's raging cock. I sucked down as much as I could, as Frank had done to me. I could hear Frank suck in breath through clenched teeth.

"Oh God, yes!" he rasped. His hips thrust upward again and another two inches of cock slipped past my already stretched lips. I could barely keep my teeth from scraping the meat impaling me.

My thumb found Frank's asshole, and I could feel it clenching and unclenching. My thumb was buried to the first knuckle before I knew it.

"Oh, deeper," Frank growled, "please!"

Damn, I thought, this is going to be some ride! My mouth was getting used to the huge slab of meat and I was able to work up some saliva as my tongue managed to slide back and forth against the underside of the shaft. It was wonderful! I love to suck cock and Frank was definitely letting me know that he was enjoying what I was doing. Frank's fingers were combing through my hair in a frenzy. "Oh, yeah!" he said in a long drawn out sigh.

With his cock now thoroughly wet and my mouth more accustomed to the huge bone, I began to suck Frank off in earnest. I drew my head back, running my tongue up from the base of the shaft to the swollen cap, flicking my tongue over the sensitive head.

Frank's hips bucked again. My thumb was driven deep into his ass and his cock plunged to the back of my mouth. Thank goodness I had my tonsils removed, I thought.

"Oh Yeah" Frank's low moans suddenly went into a full throated roar. "OH YEAH!!!"

Frank's heels dug into my back and his hands grabbed the back of my head. Now, instead of me sucking Frank off, he was fucking my face.--and doing a hell of a job. I clamped my lips tighter on his cock and let him have his way. My hand was pinned between my chest and Frank's butt as his ass rode my thumb and his cock ploughed my face. This is a definite "E" ticket ride, I thought, as Frank's cock sawed frantically across my lips. Water splashed high and wide as Frank thrashed and writhed.

"OH YES, TAKE MY COCK MAN! OH YEAH!! OH, OHHHH!!"

Frank's asshole suddenly clamped down hard on my thumb, his heels pulled on my back and his hands gripped my head as his hips shot up in one last great lunge, burying his cock to the hilt in my ravaged throat.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

I could feel the jets of cum shooting into my throat, but there was too much of it and it overflowed my mouth and dripped onto his ass and ran into the water. The water was churning all around us as we bobbed like a cork. Frank's whole body suddenly relaxed all at once and he collapsed flat onto the chair float, his legs still wrapped around my head, his hands lying across his great, hairy tummy.

I disengaged myself from his spent form. One leg rolled off my shoulder and splashed loudly into the water. I could hear him panting as I crouched between his splayed legs. I scooped up some water and rinsed the residue from my chin and Frank's crotch. He purred as the warm water washed over him, and a slight smile touched his lips.

"Brother, that was incredible!" Frank said as he opened his eyes.

“I just went along for the ride." I said returning his smile. I reached up over his belly and took his hand. He took his other hand and put it over mine and patted it. I laid my head down on his belly while the chair float bumped along the side of the pool. We stayed like that for a while. Then Frank looked at his watch. It was time for him to go.

"I have to finish my route."

We got out of the pool. I got some towels and we dried each other off, kissing occasionally as we came to each new body part. After we got dressed he took me in his arms again and kissed me. It was the first "dry kiss" we had shared. I put on my shorts and saw him to the door.

"See you tomorrow?" I asked.

"Maybe sooner!" He replied. Before I could ask him what he meant, he had picked up his mail bag and was walking down my garden path. I loved to watch that bag bounce off his chubby butt.

About eight that night I had just popped a tape in the VCR when the doorbell rang. I guess the surprise showed on my face when I saw Frank standing on the porch, because that beautiful smile spread all over his face.

"I forgot to give you your mail."