Gay Erotic Stories

The following story is a work of pure fiction. Any comparison to any person living or dead is purely coincidental. Jeff was exhausted. He had been on the road touring for the last three months, and all he could think about was getting back to the hotel, and getting some much needed sleep. His buddies from 98 Degrees were off to an after concert party that would keep them out most of the night. I was a temporary worker at the theater that night. My normal evening job was that of a bouncer at a downtown club. Somehow, I was asked to drive this stud to his hotel. I put his bags in the trunk of my car, and made sure the back seat was clean. To my surprise, Jeff said he wanted to ride shotgun. I could tell he was tired, and that he was talking just to be polite. God, he was gorgeous. His fantastic body only complemented his handsome face, with those piercing eyes and sexy, soft hair. His shirt was snug and revealed every muscle in his arms, shoulders and perfect chest. His pants were a bit baggy, but you could still tell he was carrying quite a package down there. We talked a little about small stuff, and I told him about my hobbies and love for sports. I wanted to take the long way to the hotel, just to be near him longer. When we arrived at the hotel, I helped him with his bags. When we got to the room, he asked me if I wanted anything to eat or drink. He was so polite about it all. He changed into a pair of boxers and a tank top. We sat around and had a couple of beers. I could tell that he was about to nod off, so I told him I would go and let him get some shuteye. As I was about to leave, he said to me, “Ever do it with a guy?” This about floored me. First, even though I was gay, it is not apparent to most people, since I am about 6’2, 210 pounds, well put together and very masculine in my actions. Second, this guy is known to be a stud, and girls just swoon over him. I really didn’t know what to say, but I managed to stumble out an answer. “Jeff, you are not gay. Why would you even think about that?” Then he told me, “Most of my friends in the business are gay. I’ve had a couple of experiences, and I guess I’ve always had this one fantasy.” “What’s that?” I inquired. “I guess I always thought it would be a total turn-on to be overtaken by a guy and forced to have sex with him. You could do that, since you are a bouncer you must know how to take care of yourself or anyone else.” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You mean you want me to knock you around a bit, and then have my way with you.” “That’s what I mean. You think you’re man enough to do that, pussy boy?” With that I told him to stand up and we’d see what he was made of. I hauled off and gave him a right upper cut that sent his 5’8, 160 pound body flying backwards, and landed him on the bed. He didn’t resist much as I positioned his body in the middle of the bed, and straddled his body and get an easy road to his upper body. His chest, shoulders and upper arms were like steel. I began by pounding his left side, both his arm and his chest, and then did a number on the right side. It took a while but those hard muscles finally turn to mush with my constant barrage of lefts and rights. Jeff only winced, moaned and groaned, but never asked me to stop. Jeff was short of amazing with the physical punishment he could take and not cry out. This must have been a total turn on for him to take this beating, as his cock was in a semi-hard state. Then I went to work on those meaty thighs and it didn’t take long till I knew he would be totally submissive to my sexual advances. “I’m ready for whatever you want to do to me,” said Jeff. I was done hurting him, and now it was my goal to give him the most pleasurable sex he had ever had. I positioned myself between those gorgeous legs and rested my body on his. Immediately, his legs wrapped around my waist and his arms weakly embraced me. He moaned with the touch of my body to his. We kissed passionately, and his warm mouth and tongue were eager for me. I licked his wounded chest and his nipples responded by getting hard in an instant. His chest was still magnificent, and I scooted my body up so he could take by cock into his waiting mouth. Jeff’s wrapped his lips around the head and he swirled his tongue; it gave me a feeling I had not felt before. I began to gently thrust my hips, and slowly I was penetrating deeper and deeper into him. His throat opened up and it wasn’t long before he had all 12 inches of me inside him. His hands were all over my butt and thighs, and he would pull me into him in rhythm with my movement. I exploded my hot jism into his throat and mouth, quickly he got on top of me and kissed me passionately, almost as if to say thank you. I was not done with this stud yet. I returned the favor and deep throated him. His 11-inch “tool” was so thick; it stretched my mouth and throat to its limit. “Oh God, that feels so good. Don’t stop, don’t ever stop,” Jeff cried out. He came and his spunk was the sweetest I had ever tasted. I immediately started to work his ass with my tongue. His ass was heaven, and then with my fingers I loosened him up even more. It wasn’t long before I penetrated him and my cock was inside of him. I slowly started to rock and push with my hips until Jeff had all of me inside him. “I didn’t think anything could feel so good,” Jeff said. “ I am going to cum again.” I must have fucked that stud man for over an hour. Jeff’s cock was ready to explode, so I pounded him and plowed his ass as hard as I could, so we would both have our loads shoot together. I filled up his asshole, and he spewed his white milk all over his gorgeous abs and chest. I then left Jeff so he could get the good nights sleep he was hoping for.