Gay Erotic Stories

It was always a bit of special excitement when I would get the opportunity to teach Coach Tom something new in the sexual arena, or introduce him to something that he had not really ever permitted his mind to think about; or more to the point, things that he might never have imagined that he would be apart of. One of those things happened one day when we took a little shopping tour to the hardware store during my assigned class period.

We were there to just pick up a couple things, and as he was making the purchase, I ran into a guy that I knew, a local farmer named Leland. When I was sixteen, I had worked on his farm all that summer when his hired hand deserted him. Leland knew my Dad, and they worked out the deal for me to work for him pretty much every day all summer long.

Leland was in his mid-thirties, drop-dead handsome with dark black chest hair that curled up over the top of his tee-shirt, and his muscular legs were further indication that his testosterone helped to produce one super-hairy male! His eyelashes were long and thick and were the most startlingly handsome of his features, with a very masculine squareish face that always had a shadow of stubble, even if he were freshly shaved. He was married to Delores, a rather plain and stocky woman that he had gotten pregnant when they were in high school. Leland had done “the right thing” by marrying her, and now they had several kids and Leland remained the dutiful husband and father. Most people might think that Leland had some regrets over this decision, but you would never know it. Women all over the region would have gone to bed with Leland, but he was known far and wide as being totally faithful to Delores. As far as women, I suppose that reputation was, indeed, well-deserved.

Within the first few days of working for Leland, I learned that he might not be hunting other women for sexual outlets, but he was not opposed to getting naked with me. We had been working in the barn loft restacking bales of straw, and when we finished, Leland suggested we hose down to get rid of the uncomfortable straw and dust particles that were sticking to our sweaty bodies. Just in the act of getting naked with him gave me a pretty obvious boner and though I was trying to hide it from him I noticed that he had also sported one, openly playing with it too. As he stroked on his, and then intently watching me do the same, he kept nodding encouragement and talking dirty, and that was hot! Before I blew, however, he softly asked if I had ever had a blowjob, and I told that I had. He wanted to know the details, so I told him that it had only ever happened with some of my jack-off buddies. That seemed to excite him even more and he went to his knees and said that he was going to give me a blow-job like I had never had. And he did.

Over that summer, we had many opportunities to get naked and experiment, and I will always regard Leland as an incredible teacher of the practices of sexual and sensual habits of men together. He was totally orally oriented, and his technique for giving head was the kind where your entire crotch disappeared into his mouth and throbbed with the delight of his ministrations. Your cock glowed for hours after with the pure pleasure. There have been only a rare few that I have encountered in my adult life that were as talented a cocksucker as was Leland. I learned from him, but I have never got to be as good as he was then. He got me involved with several of his buddies, every one of them married, and all guys in the local community and I knew every one of them. It made for a fascinating network for an eighteen year old!

Now, here I was in the hardware store, with Leland talking to me while Coach Tom was making some purchases. Leland made it pretty clear that he would like to entertain me, but I told him that I was actually in school session, and was here with my Coach. He smiled and said, “Well, bring him along”. I smiled back at him, and said “OK.” He raised his eyebrows and smiled broadly and I knew immediately that this really interested him. He whispered the question, “Does he play?” and I nodded and told him that I had “just broken him in”. Leland grinned, and I knew he was developing a quick plan.

When Coach Tom finished his purchase, he came over and I introduced him to Leland though they both said that they had met before somewhere. They did some small talk, then Leland said to me, hey, if you can spare a few minutes, I could use a hand out at my place. I was a little confused, and told him that I was actually in school and could not comply but Tom quickly interrupted and said that we had some time, and agreed to follow Leland to his farm, just outside of town. When we got to the parking lot, Leland invited me to ride with him and have Tom follow, and that was okay.

In the truck, Leland shot out some rapid fire questions, which I answered directly and quickly since I knew that there was not much time to tell war stories of conquests. I told him that I had basically seduced Tom, and he had never had any male experiences before that event. I told him that Tom was very, very inexperienced, and he smiled and said he liked that. I also told him that he was afraid of discovery, and almost paranoid about anything relating to physical activities. Leland just smiled at the end of my descriptions, and asked the question for which we both knew the answer, and that was whether Tom would enjoy a blowjob from him? I assured him that Tom would love that and he laughed. He then told me to go along with anything that he suggested when we got to his farm and I agreed.

We made quick work of the task that Leland had us do, lifting some machinery onto a truck, and he invited us into his workshop. Tom was making noises that we needed to head out, but Leland seemed determined to keep the conversation going. I also could tell that he was beginning to bulge in the crotch, and aware that Tom would never have noticed that. Eventually, Leland said something about “paying us for helping him” which seemed a bit strained when Tom just laughed it off. I was standing right next to Leland, and he looked right at me, and said “How would you would like a blowjob as payment?” I told him that would be just great. I knew that these comments were likely causing shockwaves to go through Tom’s every fiber and nerve of his being.

Leland just went to his knees and starting working on my crotch, seemingly ignoring the fact that Tom was even in the room. He had my shorts down and had my dick hard in record time, playing with it. It was only then that I dared to look up to see Tom, in sort of a stone statue position, his face frozen but with his eyes wide as he watched what was unfolding in front of him. He was mesmerized. I motioned for him to come closer but he did not seem to see me, he was so intent upon watching Leland work his oral magic on me and I was obviously pleased and a little noisy. Eventually Tom did come close, and his basket was bulging too.

Leland reached up and pulled him in closer, and started nuzzling the bulge, but Tom was not having any of that, not just yet. Leland just ignored the rejection and came right back to me, and my cock was throbbing and leaking and just glowing with the pleasure. Tom could not resist for much longer, all three of us knew that, it was just a matter of how it was going to happen. When he did give in to the temptation, he came closer, unzipped his fly on his own and pulled out his cock, and Leland was on it before Tom might have had a chance to step away. Within moments, Tom was rasping with the “Oh my God’s”, one after another as he fought to breathe. I knew that he was quick on the trigger, but should have known that Leland would have him under control because just when I was sure Tom was going to lose it, Leland pulled off and came back to me. At some point, Leland stood up, and freed his own cock, which I knew to be long and sturdy and I knew that Tom would find it impressive. I did not know nor did I think that Tom would go to his knees as quickly as he did. He was on it in a flash, which surprised the hell out of me!

It was incredibly hot to see Coach Tom gobbling on Leland’s impressive meat. Leland was enjoying it too, and he and I were nuzzling while he played with my cock, thrusting his big dick into Tom’s mouth aggressively, really giving him a fierce face-fuck and Tom seemed to be loving it. It was totally hot to watch!

If I had felt surprised when I saw Tom go down on Leland so quickly, I cannot begin to describe the amazement when Leland reached down and pulled Tom up. As Tom stood, Leland reached for him and they embraced and locked in a kiss that was as sensual as any movie kiss I had ever seen, and appeared to be more erotic than most that I had participated in. And it didn’t stop. They were lip locked until both of them seemed to be struggling for air, but then it was a quick return to the kissing again. My cock was jumping with the eroticism and I saw my chance to go to my knees for the first time, and get both of their meaty dicks. I was thoroughly enjoying my good fortune at having both of these cocks to suck, when they both tensed and I knew that they were going to blow. I moved out of the way, and they moved even closer together in a strong embrace. I was able to grab somebody’s balls just as they blew, splashing each other heavily as they spurted all that they had.

As quickly and as magical as the moment had been, it was over just as quickly. Tom pulled away, pulled up his semen stained shorts, told me to get a move on, and we were out the door before Leland had started to breathe regularly again. We were probably a mile down the road before he realized we were gone.

Tom was silent for the drive back to school. Just as we were pulling in, I asked if he had enjoyed that. He cut the engine and we sat there for a moment before he answered. Then he said, “Yep, almost too much. I wish it had never happened.” I did not get a chance to ask him what he meant as we already nearly inside. I never talked with Coach Tom about my friend Leland, never again. And he seemed content to not talk about it either.

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