Gay Erotic Stories

This is just a note I wrote recently in response to an earlier note from a friend. After I sent it, I realized it might make good reading material as well... Daryl, You naughty boy, and I'm assuming from your chronology in your story that you are young. Forgot if you already told me. I'm also guessing that you are a hot stud yourself. You got me built up to the point that my pants are tented here in my office at home. I must know how your story proceeds. You sound like a lot of fun and hot as hell! I can just see you in a tight black pair of speedos, walking up to me. I'm sitting on a couch and you get close enough that I put my face in your pouch area and just stay like that, inhaling your man scent through the nylon. Meantime, I unzip my trousers and reach into my Jockeys, massaging myself. I open my mouth and let my tongue caress your still soft cock through the material. I lick you up and down, left and right; all the while, beginning to run my right finger up under the leg opening and teasing your soft ball and a little bit of your hardening cock. My right hand reaches around and caresses your tight ass, sensually teasing your ass crack with my middle finger. The tight nylon is stretched taut but my finger still finds the crack and teases it. Meantime, up front, I've grown your limp cock into a raging hard on and am teasing it with my teeth and tongue through the material. The tip is stretched a couple inches over the top and I occasionally stretch my head up and lick the pre-cum glistening in that magnificent cock hole. I'm playing with my own cock that I have freed from its restraining cotton briefs. I've slipped my pants off and am down to my briefs, just like you in your Speedos. Now for a switch...I slip your speedos to the ground, ever so slowly, letting your rigid cock hit me in the face with its full force. I do the same, standing up and sliding my shorts off, our cocks wrestling on their own. I bend down and slip my Jockey cotton briefs over your feet and pull them up and cover your glorious balls and cock. You bend down and put your Speedos on me. We lie down on the couch, you on top and just move back and forth, thrusting our bulging cocks at each other, hands all over our bodies. Slowly we get into a 69 and begin sucking each others pre-cum soaked garments. I'm insanely hot feeling my briefs surrounding your beautiful cock, balls and ass. My hands are everywhere, through the leg openings, the waist band, even through the Y opening in front. You are licking your own Speedos that are barely able to contain my 7" cock. My large balls are making a mound you can't resist. Eventually we slide our cocks and balls out through the leg opening and the excitement of a full blow job overcomes us. We are lying on our sides head to toe and licking, slurping, sucking loudly and erotically. We are just seconds from shooting. We clamp our legs over each others heads, locking us each into the most sexually arousing position we can get into. The smell from our crotches permeating the air, our saliva coating every square inch of our manhood. It's too late to turn back and we begin shooting simultaneously. Thrust after thrust pouring jizz down each others throats. Too much in fact. It begins to flow out over our mouth onto our balls and cocks. We've reached behind and used some of the saliva to coat our middle finger which we have stuck up each other's assholes. This has caused the cumming to last longer, the prostate pulsating; the feeling indescribable (sp?). Finally, we collapse into each others bodies. Take a breath. Turn around. Lie there, kissing, holding each other and letting our cocks shrivel together. We lay there long enough, so spent we don't move an inch. Ten minutes later, when we do stir, our cocks and balls are stuck together from the dried cum. As we pull apart, that exquisite pain/pleasure is there. You know! Like when you cum in your shorts and lie there. Later, when you move, your cock is stuck to the shorts. When it separates, it hurts and feels wonderful at the same time. Anyway, thats the dream I have if you ever get to Atlanta or I get to Montreal. ... Now y'all know what turns me on! If you ever get to Atlanta and want to live this experience, be sure to e-mail me ahead of time and lets make it happen! JLAIN17@HOTMAIL.COM