Gay Erotic Stories

In front of him stood a fairly ordinary looking man wearing the generic casual wear of most every thirty-ish man, his most redeeming feature was the old-fashioned black rimmed glasses he was wearing. His mousy brown hair was neat and short, he wasn’t a perfect physical specimen but he had answered the advert. He had given his name as Ben which may or may not have been true, Aaron was never sure and never asked. Ben seemed a bit shy, timid almost as Aaron welcomed him in and offered him a drink. Aaron, dressed only in a red silk kimono, poured the champagne he had chilled and sat down on the soft leather couch.

“So, Ben, what do you do?” Aaron offered as a conversation starter.

“Well, actually I’m in Human Resources. Not glamorous but it’s steady and not too stressful. And you… oh, of course.” Ben replied, realising he already knew the answer. Aaron smiled and looked into the glass shielding Ben’s eyes.

“I don’t mean to be blunt, but do you want to start?” he asked.

“Um, yes…sure, yes,” Ben stammered. Aaron knew that Ben was 30, single and ‘not very experienced’ and wanting to try something that he’d been unsure of most of his life. As Aaron stood up he loosened the sash around his waist and let the kimono slip to the floor.

Ben studied the tanned body before him. Aaron was everything he’d always wished he could be--tall, blond, lean and handsome with just the finest wisps of blonde hair around his nipples and a subtle trail to the fine dusting of pubic hair. Aaron’s semi-hard dick was long, thick and uncut with the head just poking out the generous foreskin. Ben immediately felt inadequate. Aaron reached out to him and Ben took his hand and rose from the couch. Aaron let go of Ben’s hand and settled on his hands on his shoulders. Gently he moved them in a caress to the buttons of Ben’s button down shirt, slowly unfastening each button.

Aaron removed Ben’s shirt and threw it on the couch. Ben looked shyly down at his undefined torso; he wished he’d gone to a tanning salon or something. His only feature which made him somewhat proud was the patch of dark hair which spread over his chest and nipples and trailed down to and equally hirsute patch on his slightly chubby stomach, slipping down promisingly into the band of his trousers. Aaron ran a finger through the dense covering and settled at the button of Ben’s jeans, now tented and fit to burst. He swiftly undid the trousers and slipped them down revealing a pair of surprisingly colourful y-front briefs just holding Ben’s stiff dick.

Ben bent down to remove his shoes and socks and the trousers. He stood almost naked in front of Aaron with a self conscious blush on his face. Ben had always felt self conscious, he’d been a chubby teenager and still saw himself as that ‘little fat boy’. Aaron could see the anxiety and shyness in Ben’s face and remembered what led him to become what he was now, that same sense of not feeling worthy and needing to find other ways to make people like him. Which was how he became every man’s sex fantasy, for a price.

“I love your hair, Ben. I want to nestle in it, rub against it.”, Aaron said, trying to break the tension he could see furrowing Ben’s brow. Ben grinned, sheepishly and mumbled a quiet thank you. Aaron reached for his hand and placed it on his own almost hairless chest. Ben tingled and Aaron noticed the tent in his underwear throbbing, a small wet spot slowly spreading near Ben’s bell end.

“That looks uncomfortable, Ben. Let’s get those off you.”, and with that Aaron knelt and slipped off the constricting briefs. Ben’s hard cock was not as big as his own, but it was a good size with a cute upward curve. Ben was circumcised and the soft pink head of his erection was exposed. The area around his piss slit was shimmering with pre-cum and Aaron licked his lips. Ben’s hand had moved to Aaron’s shoulder and as he looked down their eyes met and Aaron finally saw the look he’d been waiting for. Anticipation, lust. Ben was ready for anything Aaron did to him. Aaron immediately took Ben into his mouth working his throbbing dick with his tongue and fondling Ben’s compact hairy nut sack with his hand. His other hand he used to caress Ben’s buttocks, which Aaron could feel was covered in soft hair. His nose nestled in Ben’s dense bush as he deep throated the now rock hard rod in his mouth.

Ben was moaning, his hands were caressing Aaron’s hair giving tactile encouragement to what was being done to his eager penis. His knees were weak and he collapsed onto the couch suddenly, leaving Aaron kneeling with his mouth open searching for the object it was stimulating. “Oh god, I’m sorry. I couldn’t…” Ben uttered breathlessly. He looked Aaron, kneeling there with his mouth open and his gigantic hard-on, and laughed. Aaron, realising the absurdity of what he must look like, began laughing too while moving forward. He rested his hands on Ben’s hairy thighs and, with a wink, nestled his face into the welcoming furriness of his lap. Almost immediately Ben felt a warm tingle through his body and his load exploded into Aaron’s mouth. The thrill was intense, a loud moan of ecstasy escaped from Ben’s lips. Aaron was gasping, taking every drop of Ben’s warm juice.

His eyes raised to see the intense pleasure on Ben’s face as he came. Aaron sat back and watched Ben in the afterglow of his orgasm, his dick softening slightly and glistening with cum and saliva. His breathing was low and perspiration formed droplets on his forehead. Aaron noticed that Ben had removed his glasses and looked for the first time right into his sparkling hazel eyes. Ben was now gazing back into Aaron’s pale grey eyes quizzically. “I’m sorry if this is a mood breaker, but where did you learn that?” Aaron’s gaze slipped; this time it was his turn to be shy. Ben reached out and pulled him into the chair next to him, suddenly unselfconscious about his nudity, sensing that he’d touched a nerve.

Although they’d only just met Aaron sensed Ben’s gentleness and empathy. Resting his head on Ben’s shoulder he told him of his childhood, the teasing, coming to terms with his sexuality and how, thanks to a terrible relationship, he had ended up broke and homeless. He had resorted to the only thing he had ever been told he was good at and had become rent boy. He’d been lucky and made some good friends who had kept him safe which was how he had managed to not end up with some of the horror stories he had heard over the years but now, at 27, he was beginning to realise there was more to life than just sex. Ben stayed silent, only holding Aaron closer in reassurance that he was listening and did care.

When Aaron looked up at Ben he noticed that he too had tears in his eyes. “Oh god, I’m sorry you didn’t need to hear this. Let’s get back…” Ben interrupted him. “No, no need to be sorry. I know how it feels.” Ben told Aaron of his childhood, the fat kid who stayed on the outside of everything, afraid to experience life for fear his secret longings may emerge. His conservative family would not have understood, he said, that he was feeling unsure of his sexuality and this had remained cagey and chaste for most of his adult life. Up till tonight his sexual experience involved two clumsy encounters with a women who eventually told him not to call her cause she thought he was bad in bed. That had been 5 years ago and tonight was the first night he’d allowed himself to indulge his secret passion. Aaron looked at Ben and lent in kissing him full on the lips. At first a bit tense, Ben clumsily kissed back.

Suddenly Ben seemed free and he filled with passion. He lay Aaron on the floor and gently began to kiss him from head to toe. His kisses lingered on Aarons nipples and torso, teasingly he skipped Aaron’s hardened dick. “Tell me if I’m doing this right,” he said as he knelt over Aaron’s erection and tentatively licked it. His hand explored the length of it, caressing the veins in the shaft and playing with the foreskin. “It doesn’t hurt if I…” Ben asked as he pulled back Aaron’s skin to reveal the shiny purple head of his wet dick. Aaron moaned in answer, a low sultry moan of pleasure. Ben tentatively tried to take his throbbing manhood into his mouth, but found it difficult to get much further than Aaron’s large bell end.

He concentrated his work on this, then. Teasing and caressing it with his tongue, finally exploring the rest of Aaron’s crotch, fondling his large balls and nuzzling his abdomen. Ben stopped for a moment and Aaron, unable to hold on any longer, shot his load into the air. His cum spurted out falling on his stomach, some even splashed into Ben’s face. Ben looked in awe at the spectacle of another man cumming, the first time he’d seen it for real. Aaron lifted himself onto his elbows and smiled at Ben.

“Not bad for a first time, considering most of the men I date never reciprocate.” Ben seemed flushed a sense of boyish achievement, grinning broadly with a small trail of Aaron’s juice trickling down his cheek.

Aaron laughed at him, noticing too Ben’s newly aroused cock curving up to his belly. “I think we need to take a shower and get you cleaned up, mister.” Aaron said with a wink.