Gay Erotic Stories

It had been a hard day, training in the morning and then a match in the afternoon. Alan was the last one to leave the changing rooms, still un-showered he sat on the benches waiting for someone. Suddenly, Michael walked in, went straight over to Alan without a word, removed Alan's shoes and started to suck each of Alan's sweaty toes. "You dirty bastard" moaned Michael as his tongue smothered every inch of Alans sweaty feet. Michael gasped for breath and continued to taste away. Alan just lay back against the wall, moaning, his mouth open a little and his eyes closed. "I'm knackered" he muttered. "Just don't say anything" was the return. "Why haven't you showered? I thought you would be done by now, I gave you long enough". Alan leaned forward, "I thought you'd like to taste all that hard fucking work I've put in today". Michael stood up "That should do, you owe me one" "You love it" said Alan sexily before standing up and kissing Michael firmly on the mouth. He then grabbed him firmly and slid his tongue between Michael's lips, they were both deep in a moment of passion, Michael could feel the slight roughness of his collegues stubble as Alan nearly devoured the little 20 year old whole. "You are just so gorgeous, I could eat you" he said pulling away. Michael's hand studied Alan for a time, he felt his strong muscular legs and thought about the powerful sex there was hopefully to come. He then began to remove Alan's shorts, he wanted to feel the blokes cock, almost desparately, so much that his mouth was watering. He clasped it, and ran his hands up and down the thick shaft, teasing the head and gently pulling back his forskin to reveal the full extent. Alan frowned and moaned, it felt so good, he needed this release. Alan sat down and Michael postitioned himself, again, on the floor in front of him. Alan's shaft throbbed as it stuck out proud it's full 10 and a half inches. Michael wouldn't waste anymore time and threw his mouth over the massive pole, taking as much of it down his throat as possible. Meantime, Michael's hand gripped tight on to Alan's massive hanging balls, he fondled and squeezed, teasing the grown man. Alan moaned, "I'm going to cum in a minute". Michael slowed down and then removed his lips from around the giant. "I guess you want to fuck my arse now then" said Michael mocking at the routine of things the two of them had slowly managed to get in to. Without another word, Alan turned Michael around and bent him over the bench. He pulled down the young mans shorts to reveal his smooth tanned arse and then he used both hands to part Michael's cheeks. Alan nuzzled his face into Michaels crack, tonguing all around, deeper and deeper moistening the hole ready for his massive shaft to sink into. Michael moaned at the comforting feel of this older guys rough tongue movements completely smothering his arsehole. Alan positioned himself before sliding perfectly into Owens hungry body. He began to fuck harder and harder, his massive 10+" pulsed in and out, deeper and deeper, his manly hands completely covered Michael's 7" and he wanked him off. Alan felt his own penis scream with pleasure and he yelled with exstacy as the giant pole poured gallons of creamy warm cum deep inside Michaels young arse. He kept throbbing and the cum kept coming out like a burst dam. Alan grinned to himself and quickly removed his cock, Michael jolted with pleasure. "You bastard" he said "That hurt" "you loved it" smirked Alan. "Come on, let's get going" he continued. "But I haven't finished yet" said Michael "Tough shit" was the reply. The End!