Gay Erotic Stories

I had been away on business for a week. I knew that my next door neighbor had moved in during that time but I did not get a chance to meet him. As I sat at the dining room table sorting through the pile of mail that had accumulated, I heard a clanging noise just outside the window. I got up to look and there was my new neighbor lifting weights on his patio. I couldn't help but stare to see this mass of muscle working out next door. He had black hair and a deep tan. His smooth chest was very muscular. He had well-defined abs. He had on a pair of tight jeans that showed his sculpted legs and nice butt. It was obvious that he had been out there a while since his flesh was covered with sweat. I rubbed my eyes to make sure I wasn't dreaming. Just then the phone rang and it was my boss wondering how the trip went. We weren't on the phone for more than 15 minutes, but when I returned to the dining room window, the neighbor was gone. I jerked off that night dreaming of his hot body against mine. But I wasn't going to approach him quite yet. I was afraid that he may resent me for my advances. I decided to wait. The next morning, as I got ready for work, I saw my neighbor getting into his car. He wore a pair of jeans but no shirt. He certainly liked to strut his stuff around. I wondered what he did for a living? That night as I returned home from work, my neighbor pulled into his driveway just minutes after me. I shouted Hello to him as he got out of the car and he waved back. He was still bare-chested. I decided to be friendly and I walked over to greet him. "Hi, my name is Rick. I am your neighbor. Welcome to our neighborhood." In a deep voice, he said," I'm Jason. It's nice to meet you." as he reached out his hand to shake mine. I tried not to stare at his body, but it was tough. I didn't want to prolong the conversation as I was getting a hard-on just being next to him. " If there is anything I can do for you or your wife, feel free to come next door and I'll do what I can." He smiled and said that he was single and lived alone. He thanked me for the offer though. I made up an excuse to get out of there as my hard-on was becoming noticeable. I told him I would stop over to visit and he said anytime would be great. It was only a few days later when I heard a knock on the back door. I opened the door to find Jason standing there wearing just a pair of cut-offs. He smiled and asked if he could come in. I said that it would be fine. Since it was a hot evening, I was lounging around in just a pair of sweatpants. I was almost ashamed to let him see my thin but trim body. He said that he wanted to get acquainted -- was this a good time to stop in. I said that it was as long as he didn't mind that I wasn't dressed. He just smiled and said that it was fine. As we talked I learned that Jason was a model who just moved into the area. He was doing a series of shoots that required him to pose without a shirt, which is why he always seemed to be bare-chested. I told him that I was an accountant who did tax audits for the government. He just groaned telling me of his dislike for the tax system. As I told him that everyone felt that way, I put my hand on his bare shoulder. I moved it away quickly . But with that he placed his hand on my leg and said that he was lonely. It didn't take a rocket scientist to see that I was pitching a tent underneath my sweatpants. Before he could say anything else I leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips. I told him that I would be glad to keep him company. With that he picked me up in his powerful arms and threw me down on the sofa. His lips locked onto mine and before I knew it his tongue was searching the inside of my mouth. He pulled away and said that he was sorry, but I simply asked for more. He then pulled off his shorts to show a 10" dick that was as hard as his chest. He dropped down on me again and started kissing his way down my chest, stopping to suck on each of my large succulent nipples, and then as he approached my waist, I helped him remove my sweatpants. Thank Heavens I wasn't wearing any underpants. He went down on my penis and gave me one of the best blow-jobs I have ever had. He was marvelous. He moved his mouth just in time for me to blast a load that creamed his beautiful chest. Then, It was my turn. I took my time caressing him. I sucked on his nipples for a while -- not being able to get enough of those prominent red tits in my mouth. Then, I moved down to suck him off. All he could do was groan and ask for more... more... more. Suddenly he grabbed me by the hair and pulled my mouth from his dick just before he exploded with cum that flew onto both of us. By now we were on the floor, embracing and cuddling. I told him that he was welcome to come by anytime for some companionship. After all it is my duty to love my neighbor.