Gay Erotic Stories

I love walking in the rain, the sound of the mud beneath my boots, the way the rain hushes the sounds of the traffic nearby. Walking the trails in the park on days like that is one of my favorite ways to relax. Sex is the other. On the first of January, year 2000, I took one of my walks. It was raining, as it usually does during the winter months here in Seattle. Last year at this time of year it was snowing but this winter was a warm one. It was warm enough to go without a coat so I decided to wear my heavy sweat pants and heavy, zippered, hooded sweat shirt. Old tennis shoes and socks would be fine for my feet so that I wouldn’t have to worry about ruining them in the mud. My walk began as normal, the park was deserted, quiet. I walked my favorite trail, the one that makes it’s way through the trees to a clearing on the edge of the park overlooking the Seattle skyline. Once there I paused to take in the view. I heard movement behind me and turned to see I was not alone. What I saw took my breath away. Adonis, Apollo, Mr. Universe move over. Thighs big as tree trunks poking out of tight white shorts. Tight waist tapered in from a broad set of shoulders. His light-weight jacket was skin tight and unzipped down to his navel, showing the neatly trimmed hair on his chest. His pecks were huge. His face was chiseled with a square, stubble covered jaw, and green eyes. His hair was dark and trimmed very short. I let my vision flow over his body again, taking in his bulging groin. My face turned bright red when I realized that I was staring. He smiled and approached taking his hands out of his pockets. Alarm rang in my head and I stepped back, tripping over a root. He moved quickly to help me up, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,” he said as he helped me up. “Your covered with mud, here let me...” he began brushing the mud from my clothes with one hand as the other gripped my upper-arm. His brushing slowed to a gentle message. My eyes closed and a moan escaped my lips as his hand caressed my ass through the fabric of my pants. The hand holding my upper arm moved to the tent in the front of my pants. His hands moved to my waist band and pushed my pants down around my ankles. Next he unzipped my sweat jacket and slid it from my shoulders. The chilly air made my nipples hard and my balls shrink up. His hands began caressing me again, they were warm and firm. I opened my eyes to see that he had removed his jacket and shorts, his hard cock was rubbing against my leg as he continued to caress me. I reached for it and found it to be HUGE. I looked down and gasped, it was as big around as a beer can and at least 10” long. Before I knew what was happening, he fell to his knees and took my cock in his mouth. His tongue rubbed the underside of my cock as his lips clamped tightly around the base. He placed his hands on my ass and rubbed them as his tongue did it’s thing on my cock. I gasped again as one of his fingers slid it’s way into my hole. Once he had my hole twitching he removed his mouth from around my cock and stood up. He kissed me and lifted me into his arms, he then dropped to one knee and laid me on the ground in the mud. The rain was coming down even harder then before as he lifted my legs to his shoulders and placed his cock against my hole. I took a deep breath as he began to push. I felt and heard a curious pop as the head of his cock entered my ass. All my muscles tightened from the pain, I cried out, “I don’t think I can take you!” He didn’t remove himself form my ass, instead he began to rub my legs and hips. gritting my teeth I squeezed with my ass muscles to help relax them. “That’s better isn’t it?” he asked as his hands lifted my ass from the mud and began rubbing the mud from my ass onto my legs and stomach, all the while pushing gently into me farther. I finally relaxed when I felt his pubic hair against my ass. We stayed that way for a short time so that I could get used to the feeling. His hips began to move slowly at first, his cock sliding in and out. I could feel the ridge of his cock head as it moved in and out. He lifted me slightly and began to thrust harder, his cock head pushing against my prostate. His hands pressed my legs back to my chest as he picked up speed. I grabbed his arms and let him ride me till his breath became harsh, without touching my cock I began to shoot my load all over my chest and stomach. He pulled out in one swift movement and shot his load to mingle with mine. The rain mixed with his sweat as it dripped from his heaving chest onto me. He helped me up and then gathered his clothes and walked away.