Gay Erotic Stories

***The following is a work of fiction*** Jeff Cirillo was so fuckin' bored and pissed off. He had been sitting at the baseball strike negotiations meeting as his team’s rep, and the talks were stalled. It seemed like hours, and his mind was wandering, thinking about how much he would enjoy the man sex with his former Rockie teammate, Todd Helton, when they got back to their Chicago hotel room. Now, Cirillo was married, but he also had learned to enjoy man sex after Helton seduced him one night in a hotel room. Since being traded to Seattle, Jeff had only one experience, and that was a night when he and Bret Boone were totally dominated by the trio of young Oakland A’s aces, Barry Zito, Mark Mulder and Tim Hudson. The other guys in the meeting were also restless and across from him he could see that Gabe Kapler was also getting a bit agitated. Thinking about Helton, and then focusing on ‘Gabe the Babe’ caused a stirring in his shorts and when he went to adjust himself, Kapler caught him doing it, and gave Jeff a wink and a smile. Cirillo had heard rumors that Kapler himself had had a few experiences with other guys, but also knew he was devoted to his wife Lisa. The biggest rumor was a fling he had with pitcher Bobby Witt when the Rangers were making a road trip to Oakland. Then on the same trip, Kapler saw supposedly taken down on three separate nights by those same three A’s pitchers that did him in Seattle. Kapler was hot, all 6’ 2”, 210 pounds of him, and with his tight T-shirt, Jeff could see every muscle in his chest popping out. Kapler, now with the Rockies, had been in several bodybuilder magazines; Cirillo could now see why. He was a gorgeous specimen of the male physique. As Jeff began to really concentrate on being screwed by Todd that evening, a clerk brought him a note. It was from Helton and it read ‘Hey Jeff, am spending time with AD tonight, see ya in the morning.’ Cirillo’s jaw drop, and he grabbed his crotch to adjust himself again. Kapler looked over, smiled, held up a key and flashed a room number to him, 1069. Who the hell was AD? The meeting adjourned and before he could get to Kapler, he was gone. Jeff decided to go up to room 1069. He stopped by the bar, had a beer and then took the elevator to the 10th floor. Outside room 1069, he took a deep breath and knocked. As the door slowly opened, there stood Gabe, with just a skimpy pair of bikini underwear on. His body was unbelievable. Cirillo almost lost his breath. “Come on in Jeff, you have no idea how long I have wanted to get you.” Cirillo, who is 6’ tall and weighs about 195, has a great body, especially his butt. However Kapler’s physique was like the picture of perfection. Cirillo went in, and before he could say anything, Kapler was unbuttoning his shirt and pushing him towards the bedroom. “’Get me?’ What is that supposed to mean?” “C’mon Jeffie, every time the A’s and Mariners played, I wanted to get your ass and screw the shit out of you. Now that I’ve been traded to Colorado, we don’t play you guys, so I won’t be seeing you, so this may be the only chance I have to fuck your sweet fine ass. Besides Todd told me how hot you were in bed. He kept going on and on about you when I fucked his Tennessee tush; he begged me to never stop.” Cirillo thought back to the rumors he had heard about the two times Luis Gonzalez had his way with Kapler, the time Witt spent with him, and what the three A’s did to him. Supposedly, Kapler tried to dominate these guys but always ended up on the bottom, being dominated by guys his physical lesser. One thing he knew also, Helton never was a bottom boy to anyone. Cirillo devised a plan in his mind, and quickly put it into action. “Gabe, I can’t wait to feel you on top of me, with your hard Kapler cock throbbing in my ass. But I also know, I want to make sure you are hard as steel when you shove it up my butt. Can we start by me giving you a BJ that is guaranteed to make you harder than you ever thought you could be.” The idea of having Jeff get him off like that and then dominate his body all night was more than Gabe could stand. Gabe stripped off his bikini underwear, and just lay back on the bed. Jeff now planned to suck him off, and then get into Kapler’s ass; after that he would be able to have his way with the muscle-bound boy. Cirillo crawled between the muscled thighs, rested his body against Gabe’s left leg, shoved Kapler’s right leg away from him and grabbed the Kapler cock. As he gently stroked it with his right hand, he leaned in and began to lick the walnut size left ball on Gabe’s scrotum sac. Jeff then took the entire nut into his mouth and Gabe began to gurgle. Jeff’s talented tongue then worked around the super sized shaft of the fast hardening dick. Once Hudson reached Kapler’s ‘hard head’, he swirled his tongue around it, and the taste of pre-cum mixing with his own saliva made for some good tasting fluid. Holding Kapler’s cock straight up he rubbed the tender sensitive head with his tongue, then his lips and then scratched it with his chin whiskers. Cirillo opened Gabe’s piss slit, inserted his tongue in gently, then rubbed the inside of the slit with his unshaven chin. “AAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” moaned the hunk, Kapler; this drove Gabe crazy and his hips started bucking and thrusting. Before he could come down from the feeling of what Jeff had done to him, Cirillo shoved his forefinger into the Kapler cave, his hot asshole, and just let Gabe’s sphincter suck it in and lock around it. Cirillo then wiggled his finger, found Kapler’s hot spot and teased it by rubbing back and forth over it. Kapler’s body just quivered all over and Jeff elevated Kapler’s ass up in the air a little and easily inserted his own 10-inch ‘Cirillo stick’ into the hot and eager ‘Gabe gorge’. “OOOOOOoooooooohhhhhhh,” Gabe moaned and groaned as Cirillo began to go in and out of the ‘Kapler love canal’. Gabe’s body was now Jeff's to have, hold and explore for the night. The first thing Jeff did while fucking this stud was to chew on his amazing chest, and huge nipples and he sucked them till they were blue. About every 15 to 20 minutes, Jeff would make sure he would give the 11-inch Kapler cock his undivided attention and ‘Gabe’s goo’ shot long and often over the course of the next 6 hours. Each time he would fuck this love stud, he noted how different it felt from being screwed by Todd. Todd’s hot body was so different from Kapler’s muscled and mountainous frame. All Jeff ever knew was what it was like to bottom for him. He was relishing being on top. Jeff enjoyed rubbing the massive forearms, and then squeezing the iron-like biceps and triceps Gabe had worked so hard to develop. Best of all was licking his solid washboard abs and playing with his hunky pecs. Cirillo made sure that if his cock wasn’t inside Gabe’s butt, something else was. During his brief stops for a rest, and improvising as best he could, he shoved a longneck beer bottle in one time, the narrow end of Gabe’s bat another, and finally Gabe took the wide end of his bat too. Gabe loved it all but he liked the feel on “Jeff’s joy stick’ inside him most and how it felt when Cirillo was on top of him. Both of these stud hunks were exhausted from the fuckfest, so at about 3 am, Jeff just got on top of Gabe. Gabe had been so conditioned by then to fuck for Cirillo, that as soon as he felt the pressure of Jeff’s hips nudging into him, he would begin to go into his up and down fucking motion. Jeff just rested his body on top of him, and Gabe brought his left leg all the way up and around and rested it on Jeff’s lower back. His right leg just wrapped around and rested on Cirillo’s left leg, and he embraced Jeff’s upper body with his magnificent guns. Kapler was so sound asleep, that 3 hours later when Cirillo woke up, he left without even waking Gabe. When Jeff returned to his room, Todd was there and wanted to know immediately why Cirillo had stayed out all night. “When I got your note that you were going to be spending the night with AD, I figured I would go and have some fun of my own. You know I would always want to be with you, but I guess you had other ideas.” “What note? I never sent you a note.” All of a sudden there was a knock on their door. It was a bellboy. He had a note to deliver to Jeff. The outside of the envelope said 1069. Tim opened it up; it was from Gabe: ’Do you think Todd enjoyed his evening with AD?’ Cirillo had been tricked but it was Kapler who got it in the end. Jeff, fresh off his evening of fun, grabbed Helton and for the next few hours, Todd finally found out what it was like to be a bottom boy.