Gay Erotic Stories

*Disclaimer* This is a work of fiction, like any good story, it is rooted in truth. But the story depicts acts of unsafe sexual acts. Protection is necessary in this day and age, so play safe. If graphic sexuality or homosexuality offends you, please go somewhere else. STEAM When I moved to town I asked around to find out what gym was the most "friendly". The general agreement was the one downtown was both staffed by, and filled with some pretty hot gay men. I joined up within that week. My first time there, I was shown around so I could be aquatinted with my surroundings. I couldn't believe my eyes, the place was filled with hot men. Most of the guys were hard-bodied, and I couldn't tell if they were gay or not. The one that caught my eye first, as I walked into the weight room, was a tall, Italian looking stud. He was skimpily clad, with an incredible body, covered in a thick coat of fur. I wasted no time getting back to the locker room, and getting changed so I could check the place out on my own. When I got back to the weight room, the stud was no where in sight. So I got around to working out. I was being cocky and tried to show off by benching a little more weight than I was used to. Well, it didn't work, and as I was straining to get it back on the rack without choking or embarrassing myself, I suddenly felt the bar grow lighter. I opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw was a huge bulging crotch over my head. I looked the rest of the way up, and found that it was attached to my Italian stud. My cock went suddenly hard, and I blushed four different shades of red. As the stud finished helping me put the weight back where it belonged, he glanced at my bulging crotch, and back at me and grinned. "My name's Kyle, looks like you're having a problem there" he said, in the most unbelievably masculine voice. I sat up and blushed again, trying to hide my hard cock, and stammered something about not having worked out in a while. "Really?", he said, "You can't tell by looking at you. You seem to have a pretty tight body there." He then told me that his normal workout partner was out of town for a few months, and asked if I would want to work out with him. I did everything but jump for joy. We finished our workout, verbally feeling each other out. Each of us testing exactly how hot the other was, without ever asking outright. When we went down to the locker room, I was depressed to find out that his locker was on the other side of the locker room from mine. I was also glad, because I still had a hardon that was only being contained by my jockstrap. While we were apart, I was able to concentrate it down so I wouldn't embarrass myself while in the shower room. I waked to the shower room, and didn't see Kyle anywhere, which was just as well. As I was washing the sweat off of me, I opened my eyes, and saw him walking into the shower room. I was right about his body, it was perfectly cut, and the hair was thick all the way to his waist. What I really wanted to see was covered by the towel he had wrapped around his waist, but I knew that all I had to do was be patient. Kyle walked to the shower head directly opposite me, and undid the towel, with his back to me, giving me the most wonderful view of his tight muscular ass. It took all my strength to keep from dropping to my knees and burying my face in his hot ass right then and there. He then turned around, and I saw his cock. DAMN, the fucker was hung like a horse. His cock had to be about 10 inches long, and it was only half hard. As he started washing his hair, he thrust his hips toward me, an invitation it seemed. As I tried to wash up and get out of the shower room before I embarrassed myself, I felt my nine and a half inch cock starting to grow. That's when I noticed he was watching me, and getting hard himself. Since there was no one else in the shower room, he started lathering up his muscular chest, paying more attention to rubbing his body, than actually washing . His hands moved slowly down his awesome body, making his nipples stand out from his chest, slowly moving down his washboard abs, and heading right toward his cock. I was mirroring his motions, and by the time I reached my cock I was rock hard. I held off on touching my cock, and went to rubbing my balls, and lathering up my ass, spreading the cheeks, so he could get a good look at my tight and inviting hole. I heard his water turn off, and before I could turn around, I felt his hand on my ass. "Meet me in the steam room," he said, "there's never anyone in there." At that point I would have went anywhere to have a chance to do him. I turned the shower all the way to cold, to try and get my cock to go down enough until I could wrap a towel around it and not be too obvious. I headed right to the steam room. When I walked in, I realized that the room was larger than it seemed on the outside. I heard Kyle call me from the back of the room somewhere. I let my towel drop from around my waist, and just draped it over my shoulder. As I neared the back of the room, I started to make out a dim shape standing in the steam. I headed for that shape, and as I reached him, he dropped to his knees, and took my already hard cock into his mouth. As his lips and mouth wrapped around my cock, I almost came right there. I pulled my cock out of his mouth, and he immediately started working on my balls, his hands roaming up and down my legs, groping my ass, working his tongue towards my tight asshole. I got the idea, and turned around, pointing my ass right at him. He dove in with his face and tongue, like a starved man, his tongue pushing into my asshole, getting my ass wet, and loose. I bent over to get a grip on his mammoth cock, and as I grabbed a hold of it, I shivered imaging this giant rod up my ass. Kyle felt me shiver, and knew what was going through my head. I spit in my hand to lubricate his cock, and he continued to work on my ass with his tongue, while starting to work a couple of fingers into me, to prepare me for his hard manhood. He pulled away, and stood up, with his hand on my back to keep me bent over. I heard him spit, adding more lube to his cock, and then I felt the huge head pressing against my asshole. I pushed back, wanting him inside me now, and as I felt the head pop in, I blew my first load. As I blew my load, I felt him slide all the way in, filling my ass with his thick tool. He let my ass get used to his meat, while grinding his hips, and driving me crazy. His hands moved around on my body, tugging on my nipples, stroking my cock, playing with my balls. Kyle was growling softly as he slowly started pumping his cock in my ass, pulling all the way out till just the head was in my tight hole, and then sliding it back in till his balls were slapping my ass. I worked my ass muscles, milking his cock on the out stroke, and releasing as he slid it in. He started picking up his pace, till he was slamming his hips against my ass. He was breathing heavy now, pumping like a madman, lightly slapping my ass on each stroke. "Oh man, I'm gonna fucking come, do you want me to do it on your back, or in your ass?", he asked. "I have to feel your cock shooting in my ass," I said. "I want to feel every fucking throb as you empty your load into me." The thought drove him wild, and he started pounding my ass like a mad man. I felt his cock swell and get harder. Suddenly he grabbed my hips and slammed his cock all the way into me, and with a loud groan, he pumped his wad deep into my ass. As I felt his cock throbbing, and his cum flowing into me, I felt my own cum building in my balls again. I ground my hips back on his cock, making him shudder, the head of his dick mashed against my prostate, sending another flood of jism shooting out of my cock. I caught the cum in my hand, and when he pulled out and turned me around, I brought my hand up to his mouth, where he greedily lapped every drop up. He then wrapped his arms around me, brought me close, and kissed me deep. I kissed him back tasting my ass, and cum on him. The kiss lasted for more than a minute. When our lips finally parted, he said "Maybe we should get out of here, cool off, and go back to my place." We did, and I moved in a month later. We're still together, and the sex is still as steamy as the first time. lukewp