Gay Erotic Stories

I knew I loved hairy men the first time I saw Mr. Bowen in a tank top. He was massively built and hairy beyond description. His chest hair measured several inches. His massive arms were covered from knuckle to shoulder. The fur swarmed over those broad shoulders and down his back. He was clean shaven with a perpetual 5 o'clock shadow. He was ruggedly handsome with high cheekbones and smoldering brown eyes under perpetually arched eyebrows. He called me over one day and asked me to help him move a heavy table. He didn't need my help, I was certain. The man was 255 pounds of fur and muscle. He was shirtless when I arrived, and I drew a sharp breath at the sight of him. He said moving the table wouldn't take long, but I hoped he was wrong. The table was a thick and sturdy one. He stood at one end and I at the other. On the count of three, he said. Then on two he lifted the whole table easily. He laughed as he carried up a flight of steps by his lonesome. I followed embarrassed, but incredibly aroused. my dick was straining my pants. I followed him into a bedroom. He put the table down and his magnificent chest heaved from the effort. "I see your excited to be here," he said, motioning to my cock, which was tenting in my pants. Before I could answer, he was upon me. He drew me to him in a muscular and furry embrace. I sagged into him and felt myself being lifted into the air and carried to the bed. I wrapped my arms around his impossibly broad and hairy shoulders and pressed my mouth to his. He placed me down on the bed and unceremoniously tore my clothes off me. His mouth explored mine and I got a rug burn on my cheeks from his thick whiskers. He turned me over, and pressing his incredible chest against my back, entered me. It was pleasurable and painful at the same time. His huge right hand came around and stroked my ready to explode cock. A couple of strokes was all that was necessary. I struggled to move, considering his huge body was crushing me- magnificently--into the bed. He came with a growl and a tremble. I came again with him. He pulled out, and rolling me back over told to come back tomorrow. There was more furniture to move. I arrived early!