Gay Erotic Stories

He lay on his back, my body pressing its weight onto him. The light from the candles bathed us both in a beautiful soft glow, the smell of the candles were intoxicating to me. Soft music played in the background. I held him in my arms - full body contact. Our movements were slow, and sensuous. My hand reached up behind his head and I pulled his mouth to mine. I kissed him deeply on the lips, my tongue searching inside his mouth; our spit intermingled in our mouths. Our naked bodies pressed against each other in our ecstasy. It’s as if at the one very moment, we melted together and became as one. We were both bathed in salty sweat; it ran off the tip of my nose and fell on his face. I could feel the incredible heat from his body. He was breathing quickly and deeply. In my ear I could hear him moan - low and deep. We had been at it for over an hour. My cock was throbbing, rushing me to enter him. It would swell and pulse as I rubbed it against his cock. My balls were swollen, rich with cum and my nipples were fully erect; gooseflesh covered my chest and arms. My soul was on fire. My breathing was rapid, my heart pounded in my chest. I wanted him badly. My soul cried out for him. . Pre cum glistened in the candle light from the tip of my cock like a small pearl. I reached down with my fingers and gathered some of the liquid. I placed them in Terry’s mouth. He hungrily licked the pre cum off my fingers. I did it again. I was ready; Terry was ready Terry slowly moved his legs apart. I leaned back, pressing with my fists the weight of my body into his chest. I had earlier strapped him to the bed and he lay prone - legs spread, arms forced open wide, his hands neatly enclosed in the restraints. Chest and nipples fully exposed to mine. My mind shot back to the memory of the evenings we had spent together in public – of how we laughed together, and talked from our hearts of our joys and pains. And more memories of us: of how we liked to show off sexually in front of groups, of how people would watch us together with no shame or fear, kissing and groping each other in public, of how guys would just pull up a chair in front of us and get turned on watching us, of how eyes were on us when we were together. People liked to see us together. Eyes, so many eyes, watching Terry and me. Two escorts, alone together. In bed, at that moment, my heart felt truly open, alive, and I felt incredible joy. I cannot even begin to describe the intense feelings I felt at that moment. Most words evolved in ways to describe the outside world, and hence their inadequacy in explaining what is going on inside me. The words just hung for a moment in my throat. Impossible words when they are true, and dangerous when spoken without meaning. Should I say what I am feeling, or let it pass. Should I hold back these feelings, and keep them private from Terry?? Would I scare him? What stuff does he bring with him when he hears these words? Would I be less of a man, if I let these words pass? Would I hurt myself in some way by saying these words?? And, more importantly, would I hurt Terry by saying these words?? Would I hurt him by not saying these words?? And what comes after I say these words?? What about tomorrow?? I knew it was impossible for me to keep holding back these feelings. These feelings were stronger than me. "I love you, Terry," I softly murmured in his ear. I kissed him even more deeply than before. I paused for a moment, and thought, what comes next after you say, “I love you”? What about tomorrow? Slowly, and forcefully I pushed my cock deep inside him. He uttered a deep moan; his breath halted and hung in mid air, his body tensed toward mine. We began to melt together. The outside world disappeared, and there was just he and I. We were alive in the moment. I pulled him close to me, the straps on the bed pulled taunt. His chest heaved, he spread his legs even wider, and his cock glistened with precum. He wanted my cock. He was ready for me to fill him completely. And then he slowly breathed out. He relaxed his ass a little more, and I slid in deeper. Then a sudden pause. Silence. Then a deep breath again from Terry. Ahhhh…Terry had surrendered his body to me. “I love you Jonathan’.