Gay Erotic Stories

I've managed to meet guys in some interesting places before, but this is one of the best ... and it keeps getting better! I went to a salad bar at a local grocery store on my lunch hour the other day, trying to eat healthy. While I was there, I noticed this guy - it was hard not to notice him! (And I started to get hard the minute I noticed him!) I could tell he was a house painter by his clothes. He was just about my height, but stockier - he must have been about 190 lbs. He was wearing a sleeveless T-shirt and his forearms and biceps were nicely toned - not musclebound, but just right. There were little specks of paint on his muscular arms, which made him look even hotter. His chest and shoulders were broad and the shirt was a snug fit. He was wearing loose fitting painter's pants, but I've spent enough time scoping out guys to know a great butt when I see it - even through saggy pants. He was getting a salad too, and I had to fight not to stare at him. He looked up at one point, saw me looking at him, and there was a hint of a smile. He looked like he was in his late 30s (like me) and he was ruggedly handsome. The checkout lines were pretty long, and I wound up getting in line right behind him. Why not? The view was great. He turned around and our eyes met. I said, “I wanted a steak and cheese, but I’m going for a salad.” He laughed: “You and me both, man! I’d love a steak sub, but I’m trying to behave.” “It’s no fun to behave,” I said to him. “If you behave now, you better misbehave later today to make up for it.” He smiled at me (damn, he was handsome!) and said, “I haven’t had the opportunity to misbehave lately.” “Well,” I said, “sometimes you have go out and seek those opportunities.” I glanced down at his crotch when I said that - I couldn’t resist - he looked so good. He caught me sneaking a glance, but didn’t say anything. I figured “oh well, he’s not into that type of misbehaving.” He paid his bill and walked out without a word. I paid my bill and walked out. I saw him standing out in the parking lot; he seemed to be waiting. I walked over to him, scoping him out as I approached him. He looked great, but I wasn’t sure if he was interested. As I got closer he said, “Hey, what’s up?” I said “Not much. You work near here?” “I’m painting a house up on Rt. 32. How about you?” “I work in the office park up near 32 and Rt. 7,” I said. “The house I’m painting is about a mile from that park,” he told me. “Inside or outside painting?” I asked, just trying to keep the conversation going. “Inside. It’s a big job, and I’m the only one working on it. The owners leave around 7:30 and I have the whole house to myself till 5. It’s kind of quiet and boring, but at least it’s work.” “Yeah, I know what you mean. Sometimes you have to take it where you can get it,” I said, once again glancing down at his crotch. This time, I was a lot more obvious, and he definitely knew what I was doing. He kind of smiled a bit and said, “Do you have to get right back to work?” I started to get my hopes up (along with something else) and said, “No, not right away; I’ve got some time. Why? Any chance you want to misbehave together?” I asked with a grin. “It’s been weeks since I’ve misbehaved. I’m overdue,” he answered. “Well, we’ve got some catching up to do then!” I said. “Follow me,” he said and he got into his car. On the drive over, I was starting to get really horny. This guy was a total stud, and I couldn’t believe that I was about to get into his shorts. I didn’t have any meetings this afternoon, and no one would notice if I took a bit longer at lunch, so I was determined to take my time with this guy. He drove pretty fast, but I followed him through the streets, until we pulled into the driveway of a large home. We got out of our cars and he said, “Let’s go in the back door.” “I like the way you think,” I said. He laughed and said, “You’ve got a dirty mind! That isn’t what I meant!” “A dirty mind and a hot tongue, pal - I’m looking forward to using both on you!” We entered through the back door into an enormous kitchen. He put his food down and said, “Let’s go to a room down this hall.” I followed him, admiring the way his body moved. We entered a large room with a bed and an entire wall of mirrors. “Nice!” I said. “Very nice!” "My name is Jim, by the way," I said, extending my hand. “Nice to meet you Jim. I'm Mike,” he said “I don’t usually pick up guys at the grocery store." “Where do you pick them up?” I asked. He laughed. “Actually,” he answered “I haven’t done this in awhile. I had been hooked up with someone for the past 2 years, but we kind of went our separate ways a month or so ago, and I haven’t been with anyone since. How about you?” “Seems like we have more in common than just salad,” I said. “I was living with someone for the past 3 years, but we split up about 2 months ago. Since then, I’ve watched a lot of porn, and 2 weekends ago I went home with someone from my gym, but other than that it’s just been me and my right hand.” “Come here,” I said, pulling him close to me, “I want to feel you up against me,” and I took him in my arms and held him close. “Umm,” he said “it’s been too long since I’ve felt another man’s body.” He held me tight in his strong arms. “Ohhh,” I said, “you feel sooo good. You are the kind of man I fantasize about. I want to satisfy you. Just tell me what you like - tell me what you need - let me do you good.” I started to rub his strong, powerful back. “Yeah - what do you fantasize about?” he asked. “I fantasize about meeting a good looking guy like you and getting all hot and sweaty wrestling around together.” “Wrestling, huh?” “Yeah - I like to work up a sweat and play around a bit. I like the feel of another man's body up against me. I like the feel of a man's cock. I love to take a man's cock in my mouth and service him, and I love to get serviced. How about you?” “I like a man who can get into a good wrestling match before we fuck around. Sounds like we’ve got a lot in common,” he said, pulling his shirt off in a move that was so hot that I almost creamed. His chest - his naked torso - was just great. He wasn’t a muscle god, which is fine, because that’s not real. He was a real man, naturally muscled, hairy, with broad shoulders, strong arms and great pecs. “Ohh, you look good enough to eat,” I said as I started to rub my hands through the hair on his chest. “Mmm, yeah, that feels good buddy” he said as I fondled him. “You feel good pal - you’ve got a great body.” I said “Let’s get this shirt off you too!” he said, pulling my shirt over my head. “Nice!” he said, rubbing my hairy chest, “very nice’. We stood there for a couple of minutes, rubbing each others chests and playing with each others nipples, our crotches rubbing up against each other. I could feel his hardness through our pants as we were grinding our crotches together. His body was firm and solid, and it felt so good. “Damn, you are one sexy man!” I said to him. “This feels so good I don’t want to stop!” He smiled (have I mentioned how fucking handsome he was!) and started to really focus on my nipples, at first just touching the tips repeatedly, faster and faster. Then he took each between a thumb and a finger and started to twirl them and twist them, firmly, and then harder and harder. I threw my head back and lost myself in the pleasure of his rough hands working me over. I was following his lead, doing the same to him, and we were both getting hotter and hotter. His hip movements grinding his cock against mine were becoming more insistent and I decided I had to get the rest of our clothes off. I started to unzip his baggy painters pants, and they fell to his ankles revealing his hairy, muscular legs. He was wearing good ol’ BVDs - tighty whities - and his cock was straining and stretching the material. I could tell he had a good size cock, but when I pulled his shorts down, I couldn’t help but react at the sight. His cock was beautiful: it was long and thick and perfectly shaped, and it was uncut. “Whoa!” I said, “you’re not circumsized!” “Is that a problem?” he asked. “No - I’ve just never been with a guy who wasn’t circumsized!” I said, reaching out to take his cock in my hands. I stroked it and it throbbed in response. Mike moaned his appreciation. I cupped his balls as I felt his cock - his cock was solid - it had heft to it. “Really!” he said, reaching for my jeans and opening them. “Then, in that case, I’ve got a surprise for you.” “What?” I said, breathing harder as he freed my stiff dick from my shorts and started to stroke it. “You’ll see,” he said and he brought my cock to touch his, tip to tip. Then, he took his foreskin and pulled it back to reveal his cock-head. “Now, watch this,” he said and he slid the foreskin over his cock head and then over my cock head so that the tip of my cock was now covered by his foreskin. It felt so smooth and so tight - it was incredible! “Ohhh!” I said, “that feels great!” “I’ve got you inside my cock now,” he said as he started moving the foreskin back and forth over our cock heads again and again. “I’d like to jerk you off like this so we both cum at the same time and I want you to cum inside my foreskin. How does that sound?" he asked. "Sounds and feels great. Uhhh - yeah! Feels incredible!" I said. "But I was really hoping to get that big beautiful dick of yours in my mouth and suck you off. If you get us off this way, next time I get to suck you," I said. "I like a man who's planning round 2 before we even finish round 1," he said, continuing to rub his foreskin over our cocks. "Can I try?" I asked. "Sure - go for it," he said. I took the thin sleeve of skin between my thumb and fingers and started to slide it back and forth over our cocks. It felt different than any other way I'd ever jerked off - tight and slippery, smooth and firm - it was so hot. And the feeling of the head of his dick rubbing up against mine was so good. "Mmm - you've got the touch," he said. I continued this motion while I roughly groped his chest. He took my cue and grabbed both my nipples and started teasing and twisting them. I kept the motion going, faster and he said, "You're getting me close man. How about you?" "Me too," I said as I started to breathe harder. "Remember," he said, "I want you to cum inside my foreskin. Here," he said, taking over. He took both cocks in his hand and started jerking faster and faster. "Oh fuck - yeah - feels great man - yeah, beat me off!" I said. I could tell we were both close and Mike's body was tensing, his muscles flexing with anticipation. "I'm close man! Tell me when you're going to cum!" he said. "Now!" I said and he pulled his foreskin tight over my cock but continued jerking me (he had obviously done this before). I started to shoot and I could feel his warm juice mingling with mine as our cock heads rubbed against each other encased in his velvet foreskin. "Arghh! Yeah! Fuck!" we were both shouting and swearing as we came together. I had never had a man jerk me off with his own foreskin before and it was such a hot sensation. As he pulled his skin off my cock, his cock was dripping with both our cum, and I dropped to my knees and took his still throbbing dick in my mouth. "Ohh yeah! Oh that feels great buddy - yeah - lick me clean - eat our cum out of my cock!" he said as I stuck my tongue into the skin at the tip of his cock and sucked up our juices. Then I swallowed his cock whole, down to the root and rubbed my tongue repeatedly over the sensitive underside of his thick throbbing tool. Mike was obviously loving this. "Oh yeah man - you've got a hot mouth!" he said. I finally pulled off and said, "I love this dick - I have to have more of this dick - next time, I suck you till you blow your load down my throat - I need to do that!" I said, as I deep throated him once more for emphasis. "Ohhhh! Yeah! Hey, fine with me - that was great! You really turn me on man - you've got a great body, and a hot tongue!" he said. "I'd like to get together again - that would be great. I've been needing that for months and just haven't met the right person,” he said. "Well," I said, standing, taking him in my arms and pulling him close, "I would very much like to be the right person for you." He looked at me and we kissed, long and passionate, tongues hungrily grappling each other, rough hands groping tight hairy bodies. "Mmmm," he said. "You are so fucking sexy!" and he pulled me to the floor where we proceeded to roll around a bit, kissing and groping each other. "You keep this up and you're going to get me hard again, and while I would love that, I really have to get back to work," I said. "Damn - me too! OK pal, when do I see you again? I want to do you again soon. I'll be painting here for the next 2 weeks. You want to stop by tomorrow?" he asked. "Tomorrow I've got a lot of meetings. How about the next day?" I asked. "You're on. The owners leave at 7:30 sharp, so anytime after that just come and knock on the back door," he said. "I'd love to knock on your back door!" (Stay tuned for more... drop me a line at sideline_1@yahoo.com and tell me if you liked this ... and tell me about your cock too!)