Gay Erotic Stories

I live in a single unit condo that is in a neighborhood of apartment complexes that are mostly occupied by young military men and women who populate the airbase on the outskirts of town. My condo is pretty nice and has its own private mini-pool and a lounging area where I can sunbathe nude. I don't socialize much with too many of the neighbors, but there is one guy whom I've noticed. His name is Scott, and he's in the Air Force and must be about 22 or so: Tall, thin, with the razor haircut that's so popular, and a mustache. He's always in a t-shirt and running shorts and he's got surprisingly hairy forearms and legs for such a young guy. We are nodding acquaintances and he borrows tools from me from time to time, but I'm 44 and there's just too much of an age gap for much of a friendship to form. Plus, he seems to have a continuous parade of women in his life, so I'm pretty sure he's straight. I could tell one hot Saturday he was making preparations for a pool party, and I helped him roll a beer keg into the swimming area of his apartment. I went back to my place, stripped naked and dove in the pool and swam a few laps. I got out and fell asleep naked on the lounge. When I awoke about 30 minutes later, it was to the sounds of a full-blown party going on at the apartment next door. But I'd also been awakened by an absolutely thudding, hammering erection. My near-constant horniness, coupled with the sun on my naked body, sent me into a state of total arousal. I was lying there staring down at my big swollen penis, throbbing gently in time with my heart. Suddenly, I heard my gate click open and Scott's voice saying, "Mr. Jackson, could I borrow your...pool sweep?" his voice caught and drifted to a whisper as he rounded the corner and saw me lying there in my totally aroused state. He whipped his head away, but then sort of glanced back. I stood up, holding my swollen boner in my hand. As if it was the most natural thing in the world, I said, "Sure! Come on into the pool house. Actually I've got two." "Don't you want to cover yourself, man?" he said. “No,” I replied, “this is pretty much the way I spend my time out here.” Far from deflating my hard-on, seeing him standing in front of me only served to heighten my arousal. The poolroom was dim and as I bent over to pick up the pool sweep, I could sense him standing directly behind me. I stood up and turned around to hand it to him. The sexual tension between us was incredible; you could have cut it with the proverbial knife. Even in the dim light, I couldn't help noticing that his swimsuit had tented. I grabbed what must have been the head of a fairly large penis and tugged gently. He started as if he'd touched an electric wire. "Want some help with that?" I asked gently. He stammered and stuttered. "A horny young buck like you, it won't take more than a minute or two. Your friends won't even notice you've been gone." I took his silence as acquiescence and I stepped forward and hooked my hands into the waistband of his swim trunks and pulled them down to the floor in one swift motion. A treasure trail of belly hair spread out to a very generous crop of pubic hair, spreading down onto his legs. His penis, already well on the way to a massive erection, was thick and long, dangling between his legs. His nuts were massive, hanging in a loose sac like a pair of goose eggs. I grabbed the heavy dangling balls and started jacking his long fat prick. It stiffened almost instantly into a big thick erection, easily 9". The entire shaft turned an angry red from the blood surging into his tool, while the head turned almost purple. His head was thrown back and his eyes shut. I could see he was incredibly turned on by this encounter. I stroked his meat for maybe a minute at the most, and I felt him stiffen and gasp, and then I felt the hot gush of his semen shooting out of his body. I looked down and my hands and forearms were completely coated with the copious amounts of fluid he had expelled so rapidly from his body. I grabbed a hand towel and tossed it to him. He rubbed himself frantically and almost stuffed his penis back into his bathing suit. He turned to go and I said, “Aren't you forgetting something?” and handed him the pool sweep. As he took it, I clasped one hand over his and said, "You can come back for more of this anytime you want. No questions, no strings, nobody needs to know." He blushed scarlet and mumbled, "See you around," and was out the door. Readers: If you have comments, or want to see the picture of the guy who inspired this, write to woozer41@aol.com