Gay Erotic Stories

We met in the showers at the health club. Mike is 5'6", 140 lbs and blond. I'm 6'4", 190, dark hair and little body hair. I was attracted to his round fleshy ass. I think he just saw me as another cock to fill his needs. We left the club together and sat in his car where we quickly determined that we was definitely a bottom and I was primarily oral with no strong feelings for anal, top or bottom. We exchanged blow jobs and agreed to meet again for more serious fun. The next time we met, we ended up going to his house since his wife was off visiting family. Once inside, Mike made it clear what he wanted by quickly undoing my belt and pants, dropping to his knees, taking me in his mouth and bringing me to full erection. All the while he was removing his own clothes. I can't say he was the best cocksucker I'd ever met since his main objective was getting me hard not getting me off. Once hard, he quickly found a condom and rolled it onto me. Dropping to the floor and onto his back he lifted his legs to reveal a very experienced hole. Like I said, I'm not really into anal, but when an opportunity like this turns up, I figured "what the hell" Kneeling down on the floor behind him, I placed my sheathed cock at the entrance to his hole. It looked like it had been spread well and often, so I didn't expect much resistance. Pressing forward, he inhaled slightly as I buried my cock into the warm folds of his ass. It was kind of like a hot knife through butter. I don't think he even blinked as I slid my 6.5" down his chute. He had definitely done this before because, once inside, he began working his ass muscles in a most enjoyable manner. I began pounding his ass with long hard strokes and he responded by alternately contracting and releasing the muscles in his ass. It didn't take much of this to have me coming like a school boy. He did too, shooting several volleys of cum onto his chest. Sliding out of his ass, the condom seemed to resist leaving its' warm confines. Grabbing it at the base of my cock, I tugged and the fluid filled end popped out. Mike quickly went into clean up mode. Sitting up, he grabbed the condom and yanked it off my cock. Luckily, I shave my cock and balls, otherwise I'm sure he would have taken half my pubic hair with it. Taking a handful of tissue, he wiped the cum off his chest and flushed it and the condom down the toilet, eliminating any evidence of my having been there. Each time we met, it pretty much followed that same routine, but Mike did like trying different positions, on his back, on his side, on all fours (my favorite). The last time we met for sex, we went to a park not far from Texas Stadium. We started into the woods looking for a secluded spot to do the deed. Mike kept checking my readiness by squeezing my cock through my pants. After several false starts and near discovery, we found a spot next to the river. From this vantage point, we could see anyone approaching on our side of the river. Of course, any voyeurs on the other side could only watch as I humped Mike's ass. As usual, Mike undid my pants and covered my cock with a condom. Bracing himself against a tree, he dropped his pants and spread his legs giving me perfect access to his ass. Without hestitation, I buried my cock in his ass. He kept trying to watch over his shoulder as I rode him like a cheap whore. After I came, I pulled out from his ass and Mike started clean up. This time however, there was no toilet in which to dispose of the evidence. We decided to use the full condom to leave our mark. Without spilling a drop, I carefully hung the condom on a broken tree branch about 7 feet off the ground, the warm semen still collected in the reservoir tip. We turned back several times as we walked away admiring our mark and wondered how long it would be before some other lovers found it. I only saw Mike once after that. He was getting a divorce and moving out of his house.