Gay Erotic Stories

Andrew, my next-door neighbour, seemed happily married, with a couple of kids and we regularly exchanged comments about the weather and other trivia. I had noticed, since he first moved in about five years ago, that he had a hunky physique, was dark-haired and, having seen him stripped to the waist while gardening, I knew that he was very hairy - just my type but, unfortunately, out of reach. His main concerns seemed to be his family, his work and his sport, mainly football. I had got used to hearing the horn of his mate's car each Wednesday evening which told me that Andrew was about to appear in his kit - blue shirt, blue football socks and blue shorts, showing off his hunky , hairy physique in a very sexy way. Instant boner for me each time. I had learned, though, to control my lust until later in the evening when I heard the car draw up again as, by then, when he appeared from the car after the game, his strip would be clinging to him with sweat and the fabric of his shorts would cling to his cock and balls, showing a very substantial package. I also knew that he'd be heading for the shower so that's what I would do as well, giving my nine inches a good working over as I fantasised about having Andrew in the shower with me. In my fantasy, we'd take it in turns to fuck each other as well as kissing, sucking and fondling and, again in my fantasy, Andrew would always work his tongue into my hot hole for a while. IIt was always at this point that I reached for the poppers then shot my load up over my hairy chest and abdomen. Ah well, fantasy sex is better than no sex... Last Wednesday, I heard the car horn and so went to the study window to watch. Andrew was there as usual, in his usual kit, and he got into the car and they drove off. I had my usual boner. Just as I was deciding to save it for later, Andrew's wife and kids came out of the house, got into the car and drove off. I returned to my desk, hard and horny but content to wait. A couple of hours later, just as is started to rain, I heard a car pull up outside, so I went to the window to watch, my cock already hard with anticipation. I wasn't disappointed. Andrew's strip was sticking to him all over and the rain made it cling even more. His crotch looked very inviting as he walked up the path. I stripped quickly and went into the bathroom to turn on the shower. Just as I was about to step in to the shower, there was a knock at the front door. Shit! I grabbed a bathrobe and put it on as I went down the stairs, trying my best to conceal my, now raging, hard-on. I opened the door. It was Andrew, soaking wet, strip clinging to him all over. "I'm locked out ", he said. I invited him in out of the rain, explaining that I was about to take a shower. "I feel as though I've already had one", he said, "I'm drenched. But it looks as though you're pleased to see me anyway", nodding at my crotch. My still hard cock was sticking out through my robe! "Why don't we take that shower together and see what we can do about this", he said as he took hold of my cock. I didn't need to be asked twice. My hand reached for his, now much bigger, bulge in his shorts. Again, I wasn't disappointed. It felt like a good nine inches, just like mine. "Let's get upstairs and into that shower", I said, leading the way. By the time he got to the top of the stairs, Andrew had stripped to a very full jockstrap which he was massaging with his left hand. He grabbed hold of my robe and removed it. "Nice", he said. "I like hairy men", and kissed me, long and deep. I dropped to my knees and pulled down his jockstrap. A beautiful uncut cock sprang out and I swallowed it hungrily. He started to moan so I slipped my hand up between his legs and started to massage his huge balls. "Put a finger up me", he said, "Put it up.". I don't need to be asked twice. I worked my middle finger up his hungry hole. I felt a surge in his cock so I pulled off and out of his hole. I didn't want him to cum yet. He stepped out of his jock and we got into the shower . He spotted the bottle of poppers. "Haven't had these since college", he said and took a deep sniff. He handed me the bottle and as I sniffed, he turned me round and bent me over. As the poppers took effect, I felt my fantasy come true as he worked his tongue into my hungry hole. Unlike my fantasy, though, I didn't cum at once, but enjoyed being tongue-fucked by my horny neighbour. He really knew how to rim ass and had me in complete ecstasy, so that when he asked if he could fuck me I begged him to do it straight away, only stopping to get a condom from the cabinet next to the shower. After more poppers for each, I felt the head of his cock against my hole and, almost straight away, his whole cock inside me. Shit he was big! After only a few thrusts I could feel his cock throb inside me in anticipation of cuming and I could feel my own load surging in my cock. We both came, almost together in an explosion of cum. As he withdrew his cock, he kissed me deeply and said, "Return match next week - and this time I want your cock up me, okay?" I nodded in agreement. He got out of the shower, towelled off a bit then put his wet kit back on as he went down the stairs. As I got down, we heard car draw up outside - his family was back. He kissed me again and went outside. I heard him tell his wife that he had been sheltering with me as he had forgotten his key. I can't wait until next Wednesday! If you have enjoyed my true tale, e-mail me at speedobear@yahoo.com With suggestions for our next meeting.