Gay Erotic Stories

Muscle Fuck, Part I I had never noticed this guy before, which wasn't that strange, I went to the gym to get huge, not to check out the guys. Anyway, it was usually to crowded in there to get a good look at anyone anyway. This night was different. It was Friday and the place was deserted. I was about 1/2 way through my lift when the most amazing stud came into the weight room. He was Asian, or at least partly so, and was the kind of mass of muscle you see in the jerk off underwear catalog we all get. He had huge shoulders, gigantic cut bi's and tri's and a huge set of pecs that slimmed down to a tight waist. That waist was circled by an old well worn weight belt, that sat upon the most amazing bubble but I have ever seen. His two thick, huge, cut legs flowed into an ass that was as hard and round as a bowling ball. It was filling a pair of old cut off sweat pants that floated at the ends forced out by the slabs of rock hard muscle. I took all this in casually and quickly and went back to my work out. This guy gave me a nod and started stretching and then directly into lifting legs. I watched as he went through his routine and was amazed at how his muscle became even more cut and pumped as he lifted. A thin layer of sweat was covering his hairless body and he was grunting quietly to himself as he put in the hard work it takes to create that kind of body. And I should know I went from being an averaged size guy to a solidly built muscular jock. It took a lot of work and discipline but the results are worth it. I have a fucking hot body and I know it. Too bad this guy didn't seem to notice. I was lost in my thinking when suddenly I looked up from preacher curls to have him standing in front of me with a smile. "I need a spot on this last set of squats, could you help me?" , he said. "I would be happy to", I replied. Boy would I ever! A close up look at this guys form, what hot blooded homo wouldn't? I helped him with a spot but I spent most of the time watching his muscles strain and work underneath his brown skin. What an amazing sight. That's the way men should look, all power and grace. Well we finished our workouts at the same time and chatted on the way to the locker room. I hadn't brought a change of clothes and either had he so we walked out of the gym together. It had gotten a lot colder then when I went in and noticed that Kevin was on bike. I (being the kind soul I am and wanting to be around him as much as possible offered to throw his bike in the back of my truck and give him a ride home. At first he seemed to hesitate but then that sly smile crossed his face and he said sure. We headed out of the parking lot and as we drove he gave me directions. Each turn he had me take brought me closer and closer to my own house. I didn't really notice because I was focused on glancing at his packed basket that had formed when he sat down. The material of his sweats was straining, trying to contain all that was inside. I could only imagine the fat cock and balls that was making the huge bulge, Well finally we arrived at his place and low and behold he was two doors down from me. "I thought you looked familiar," Kevin said as he hopped out of the truck and grabbed his bike. "Thanks", he said, "I owe you." Well, I thought that was that. I went home, my thoughts still on him but tired and satisfied from a great lift . I stripped down to my boxers and started to make some dinner. I was just finishing it up when there was a knock on the door. It was Kevin, with a smile and a six pack. He had changes and was wearing old jeans that hugged every hard muscle in his body and a tank top that was held on with the slimmest strings at the shoulders. " I thought I would pay you back right away", he said. Well needless to say I invited him in for dinner and got the chance to watch him for a little while longer. The sight of him across the table was getting me pretty aroused so I was half hard through the whole meal. I would have put on more but that would have meant standing up. Kevin thankfully wasn't that self conscious, when he got up to clear the plates it was obvious that his cock was excited, for it pressed a the worn fabric of his 501. God don't tell me this god was gay too. I could only hope but how to make a move? Well, Kevin took care of that too. Thanks for dinner he said. he had come right over to where I was sitting and was staring at the tip of my 8 inch cock which had started to come out of my 2xists. "Looks like there is another way I could pay back the favor", and he smiled that amazing sexy smirk. Well if this was going to happen I better get aggressive too I thought, he cant do all the work. So I stood up and pushed him down at the same time instantly my dick was in the hot confines of his mouth and heading down his tight throat. He started bobbing his head up and down like an expert and soon I was fucking his face with abandon. This was all going to fast. It felt so good. But I wanted him too. I tore my prick out of his mouth and slid down on top of him and undressed him the shirt was easy, that rag slipped right off, But those jeans too a little work. But unwrapping the package is half the fun. As I forced those jeans down to his ankles I came upon the briefest thong, wrapping his staining cock and balls. I flipped him over and tugged at that g string. I wanted a taste of that ass. I pulled away the g-string with my tongue and plunged it into his ass. It smelled so clean, like soap, and the hairless hole was mine. Kevin shot onto his knees as soon as my tongue stated in on him and soon his ass was slamming back on me like a piston. He was groaning, almost yelping as I forced myself deeper between his beautiful muscled ass. It didn't take long before he was groaning he was going to come. I quickly reached around and grabbed hold of his cock bursting out of his thong. He ground his ass back and forth even faster and harder and my hand was soon coated in thick cum dripping off my fingers, flying out of his thick cock onto the floor. ......next I get mine.