Gay Erotic Stories

***The following is a work of fiction*** I had only been working at Duke University for a little over a month when I first found out about Mike Dunleavy's midnight trips to the practice courts. It seems that Mike worked on his game nearly every free second that he had, and at night, he had the gym to himself. I talked my supervisor into moving me into the practice gym and then I volunteered for the night shift. I really hoped to just get to watch this basketball hunk practice, but I was to get much more than that. It was after the UNC-Duke match that I had my first encounter with Mike that was more than a casual word or "hi." He had led the team in scoring that night with 23 points, but as he came into the gym, he was muttering about how he needed to improve his game. Anyway, he told me he would probably be working out late tonight and wanted to know if I could unlock the whirlpool room so he could take a quick dip after his workout. I told him no problem and I went to make the arrangements. Then I set out to do my job, cleaning up around the building. It was an hour or so later when I got back to the gym area. I no longer heard the sound of a basketball being dribbled, so I assumed he had finished and went back to the dorm. Then I remembered he had asked about the whirlpool. I had always wanted to see this 6'9", 220 lb. hunk shirtless, and I thought this might be my only chance, so I wandered off that way. I heard the spa running and so I hoped he was still there. I slowly opened the door and found to my surprise that he was still there, for he had fallen asleep in the whirlpool. He was submerged up to his chest, but what I could see of his pecs was great. They were smooth and hairless, but well defined with perfect nickel sized nipples. I felt myself getting hard just looking at him in the tub. Then I glanced down and realized that unless he had changed into a swimsuit, he must be naked, because all of his clothes were lying beside the hot tub. I couldn't resist any longer. I went over to the tub and quickly picked up the clothes and placed them in a locker on the far side of the room. Then I went back to the tub. I noticed the timer was just about to shut the bubbles off, and I wondered if he would wake up. But I couldn't let this opportunity pass without taking advantage of it. I gently reached down into the swirling water and finally found what I was looking for. His cock felt like it had to be 3-4" in girth and at least 7" long and it was still soft. I gently placed my hand around it and felt its softness start to firm. I slowly massaged it and watched his face for any sign of awareness, but all I saw was a smile cross his sleepy, handsome face. I wanted to do more, but I was afraid of what would happen if he were to wake up, but I decided that I would never have a chance like this again. I let go of his cock, stripped completely and joined him in the hot tub. I leaned forward and gently kissed his lips and I was shocked when they parted to let my tongue slip through. I couldn't believe I was kissing Mike Dunleavy. While I was kissing him, I let my hand again find his love muscle and began massaging and slowly jerking him again. I felt it grow hard and I really wanted to see it. I broke off the kiss, took a deep breath and dove under the now still water, since the timer had turned the whirlpool off. I opened my eyes to see myself staring at a good 12" of rock hard cock. Then I suddenly felt a hand on the back of my head and my mouth being directed toward it. I had never tried to give head under water before, but I was game. As I opened my lips around his cock, I could taste a mixture of water and precum on my tongue. I tried to suck him off, but was quickly running out of breath. I had to break the blowjob and go up for more air. When I did, I saw Mike simply smiling at me and he asked me if I liked what I saw and tasted. I said yes. He then began climbing out of the tub. I watched in amazement as I finally got to see his gorgeous young muscle toned body climb out of the tub. Everything about him was perfect. He told me to climb out of the tub as well. I did so, not knowing quite what to expect. But I didn't expect this. As I was climbing out, he suddenly knelt in front of me and before I knew what was going on, he had his lips around my cock. I was in heaven. Gently, oh so gently, he sucked and licked and massaged my cock in and out of his mouth. His touch was gentle and yet it was amazing. It seemed like he had been doing it for hours although it couldn't have been more than a few minutes when I felt his long fingers reach around and enter my ass. Without warning, he was massaging my hot spot and my hips thrust forward, driving my cock into his throat as I shot my load. When he had finished swallowing all I could give him, he looked up at me, smiled and then slowly stood, kissing me on the lips as his lips met mine. Then his hands were on my shoulders, pushing me down, toward his now fully erect manhood. 12" stared me in the face. I didn't know if I could take it all, but I was willing to try. I relished the taste as I slowly took it into my mouth, inch by inch. A number of times I had to stop to keep from gagging, but Mike never tried to rush me. He just stood there enjoying all the pleasure I could give him. When I had finally gotten about 9 inches in, I began to feel him slowly thrusting into me. His hands held my head in place and he gently face-fucked me. I simply let him have his way, and as I relaxed, he was able to go deeper and deeper into my throat. We continued this way for several minutes, me moving into him, he moving into me. Slowly I reached up his legs with my hands and my fingers touched his crack. I innocently played with the edges before suddenly driving two of my fingers into his ass, seeking desperately for his hot spot. I must have found it, for I felt his whole body go rigid and then his cock slammed down my throat, twitching as he pumped his load. I couldn't believe how much cum he unloaded. I swallowed what I could, but there was no way of swallowing it all. When he finally stopped, he sagged to his knees, his lips meeting mine. We kissed, and his tongue lapped up his leftover cum. Then without saying a word, he got up, went over to the locker where I thought I had hidden his clothes, picked them up, wrapped a towel around himself and walked out the door. I sure plan on going back tonight to see if he feels like another workout.