Gay Erotic Stories

Late one Saturday afternoon in January 1983, I stopped at the local magazine store where they carried hundred of newspapers and magazines.

I cased out the place, just to make sure nobody I knew was in there, and then I went around the corner. In the back of the store was the adult magazine section. The smell of it gave me a hard on. You could smell the mix of old building and testosterone. Usually there was nobody there but me. Occasionally some man would come around the corner and buy the latest Playboy or OUI magazine. However, that isn't what I was looking at. I went in to look inside the many gay magazines that set on the bottom shelf.

That afternoon, a tall older man with blonde hair came into the closed area. Paul was 41, 6ft 2in, 200 lbs.He was wearing a suit and tie. I didn't see him come around the corner, otherwise I would have dropped the magazine and grabbed some straight mag.

As I stood there looking at my "mag",( The slang term that me and my friends called porn) Paul stood right next to me and picked up the same mag. He nodded at me and continued to look at the magazine. Then at me, then back to the magazine. I was so hard I thought I would shoot in my sweatpants. It must have been obvious because Paul reached for another magazine and his elbow brushed against my hard cock.

I immediately panicked, and went out the back door. Paul fallowed me. We were parked in the same lot. I went into the public restroom, and when I returned he was sitting in his car. He said hello and we talked for a while. He invited me to his place. I fallowed and met his partner, Kyle.

Kyle was 29, shorter then Paul and really hot. He was a swimmer with Dark hair and a hot body. We sat around the kitchen and talked. They told me they had someone coming for dinner, and asked if I could come back later in the evening.

Later that night, I rang the doorbell. Paul answered the door. We went into their sitting room and smoked some pot, and talked for a few hours. Soon they were inviting me upstairs. The TV room was huge with a large rug and pillows all over the floor. They turned on a all male porn tape. ("Falcon video pack number ?)

So the porn was on, we were stoned and I wanted these men, and they wanted me. Paul started rubbing my leg, and soon his hand moved up to my throbbing cock. Then he looked at me and said that they wouldn't make me do anything I didn't want to do. Paul pulled down my sweat pants,and kyle went for Paul's pants. Soon we were naked and they were taking turns sucking my cock. I remember Paul telling Kyle that I had a nice cock and that he should suck it. They next I remember is they pulled out a bottle of poppers. I was new to them. They told me they would relax me. Paul place the bottle under my nose an I sniffed on the bottle and fell back into Paul's lap. I started sucking him while his hand was on my head. Kyle was sucking me and jerking off with the lube he had just opened. I was a virgin and afraid that they were going to try and fuck me, but Paul assured me that the lube was just for jacking off.

As they were both surrounded around me, one on one side and one on the other, I started to suck Paul's cocks, as they took turns sucking mine. Paul offered me another hit of poppers as we kept sucking each other. Before I knew it, I started to cum, and I heard Kyle start to cum. Paul let out a groan and he came on my right hand. His warm load all over me, and my cum on their lips.

As I left, Paul says...IN YEARS TO COME YOU WILL TALK ABOUT THIS. HE WAS RIGHT.