Gay Erotic Stories

This was to be the last West coast trip of the season for the Rangers, but Gabe always loved the road trips. It gave him a chance to workout on his own schedule and when he arrived with the team in Oakland, he immediately split for his favorite gym. He was surprised to find a message waiting for him. It read, “Come to the Sauna, Room # 2” and was signed BW. Now, the only person Gabe knew who went by BW was Bobby Witt. He and Bobby roomed together very briefly when Kapler was first traded to the Rangers, but then Witt got traded away. At first Gabe couldn’t figure out how Bobby could be in Oakland: Bobby had just pitched yesterday in Phoenix, but then he remembered the D-backs had the day off. Could it be Bobby was waiting for him in the sauna? Gabe quickly stripped down and wrapped a white terrycloth towel around his slender waist. Gabe’s body was sheer perfection. He worked on it like a religion, and it showed. His 6’2”, 208-pound frame was like steel and not an ounce of fat. His arms and shoulders were massive and his back formed a perfect V as it came down to a 32-inch waist. As he entered the sauna he said, “BW, is that you?” “Sure is, Gabie.” “But what brings you here on your day off? I mean this is great, but what’s the deal?” “About a week ago, I went to a gym in Phoenix to get some help for my hamstring, and I think the guy got me knocked out on some muscle relaxants, and then had his way with me. The only thing is, it was really a pleasant experience. I then thought of you when we were rooming together asking me if I ever had man sex, and the conversation we had after that made it seem like you wanted to try it. Am I right?” “Well, yes, but that was a while back,” Gabe replied. “I’ve had a couple of experiences since then, so I’m really not that curious anymore.” “Oh, sorry to hear that. I have had this fantasy running through my brain ever since last week of you and me doing it. Can’t get it out of my head, and can’t figure out why.” “Here’s why,” Gabe boasted. He approached Bobby, grabbed him by his man tits and pulled him up so they were eye to eye. Their already sweaty bodies pressed against each other; Gabe stuck his hot warm tongue into Bobby’s waiting mouth. Bobby wrapped his own muscular arms around Gabe’s upper torso and massaged the massive back muscles of his newfound fuck buddy. “Oh Gabe,” he mumbled, “you are so hot. You gotta do me.” “Do me,” Kapler responded. “You used to yell that out in your sleep when we roomed together. I remember I got up one time and came over to your bed. Your cock was standing straight up. I was tempted to grab it, but went back to bed. Then a few minutes later you yelled out again; this time I wrapped my hand around your cock and gave it one yank. You exploded all over the place. I was scared you’d wake up, so I got back to bed quickly and never said anything about it. To be honest, though, seeing your jizz explode out of your cock, thinking of you fucking me and shooting that wad up into me was all I thought about whenever other guys have bopped my butt.” As Bobby squeezed Gabe’s perfect pecs, Gabe grabbed Bobby’s muscled butt and the two fell to the floor of the sauna. Gabe positioned himself on top and Bobby wrapped his muscular legs with those meaty thighs around Kapler’s waist. “You have no idea how long I’ve waited to feel those legs around me.” Gabe’s strong hands punished Witt’s meaty chest, and finally Kapler slid his left hand down, grabbed the Witt stick, stroked it a few times, then cupped Bobby’s balls, squeezing them gently before inserting his long index finger into the hot, juicy hole that he had waited to explore. “Aaaahhhhhhhhh, oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh” Bobby let out a groan and as Gabe probed the passageway, he put his own piece of steel at the entrance to Witt’s ‘well of love’. As Bobby pushed down, Gabe slipped his cock head past the sphincter; Witt’s rectum sucked Kapler’s cock in. Gabe rocked his hunky lover until he had worked his entire 10 inches into the love canal. They sweated and made furious love. Gabe finally let go of his Kapler cum when Witt grabbed Gabe’s nipples and pinched them. Kapler was exhausted, but Bobby was just getting started. Bobby rolled over on top of the hot hunk, ‘Gabe the Babe’ and began to arouse him by licking his cock and balls. He elevated his butt and rimmed him with his tongue. Gabe was so turned on by this his pucker hole began to quiver. Bobby plunged his finger in and found Gabe’s hot spot. “Oh, oh, ooooohhhhhhhhh, Bobby, you are the man!” Witt worked Kapler’s crack and stretched it so that once he got four fingers inside of Kapler’s cave, he rammed his whole hand in. Gabe gasped for breath and was panting heavily as Bobby did and in and out, in and out with his fist. Gabe’s legs and body went limp momentarily and by the time he recovered, Bobby had inserted his ’11-inch Witt stick’ into the pulsating Kapler ass. Bobby fucked him for 30 minutes and all Gabe could do was gurgle, groan and moan out in the pleasure that his buddy Bobby was bestowing on him. Kapler could feel Witt’s dick getting even bigger and knew that Witt would shoot soon. In a final lunge, Witt’s wad began to fill up Kapler’s cavernous hole and Gabe worked his ass muscles to cause Witt to shoot several times. Now Gabe was truly spent, and could now only think of getting to his hotel and resting up. The 37-year-old Bobby Witt had other ideas. Before he let the 26-year-old Gabe leave the gym, he fucked this young stud in the hot tub, and then again while they showered. Bobby went back to Gabe’s hotel with him and spent the night. Gabe did not get any sleep as Bobby had his way with his former roommate until he left the next morning. Witt’s fantasy came true.