Gay Erotic Stories

***The following is a work of fiction*** "Where the fuck do you think you're going?!" I stopped dead in my tracks and turned around. "I-I...have to go to work," I stammered. "Ditch it!" "Excuse me?" I asked. "Forget work today and stay here and we'll kick it in my new crib!" Now I knew I was dreaming, and I didn't ever want to wake up! I stood there for what seemed like an eternity with my mouth hanging open and my mind reeling with the possible implication of the words "kick it". The mortgage was the last thing on my mind, as I finally said simply "OK". I glanced at Zach's body again. He STILL had an erection! Well, what did I expect? He was 19 and a walking hormone. Hell, I was 23 and was hard most of the time! "That's what I'm talkin' about," he grinned, clearly pleased. "But I need to call in so I don't lose my job," I said. "No sweat. I've got a phone in the house." Zach picked up the towel and wrapped it around his waist, and headed into the house, with me tagging along behind like a lost puppy. He led me through an enormous kitchen, and grabbed the cordless off the wall and tossed it to me. I made my brief phone call, then followed Zach into a spacious living room where he had clicked on a big-screen TV and settled back on a large, white sofa. "N-Nice place ya got here," I stammered stupidly. "I know." "Everything seems so...big!" He just grinned and grabbed his boner through the towel. My eyes cast about the room for something-ANYTHING- to break this awkwardness. They came to rest on a familiar, sexy B&W poster of Zach in a sweater. "I have that poster," I blurted out. "You can't," said the spider to the fly, "That one only went out to my fan club." I turned beet-red with embarrassment, but he just smiled ear-to-ear as he realized he was in the presence of someone as into him as he was. I was more attracted to him at that moment than ever. Something about that cocky, self-assured attitude some men have always lights my fire. "So do you like it up the butt?" Zach asked, not beating around the bush. But before I could answer in the affirmative, he pulled me down on the couch next to him and kissed me passionately. He reached up underneath my robe and inserted one, then two fingers into me and started finger-fucking me slowly. "Mmmm, Danny. You've got such a hot, hairy body. You need to lose that fucking robe." Amazed for a moment that Zachery Ty Bryan thought MY body was hot, I hesitated. Mistake. He pushed me roughly to my knees on the carpet, got right in my ear and whispered "Tell me what you want!" "I want you to fuck me, Zach. I want your big dick inside me." "Tell me HOW you want it." "Right here, right now, on your living room floor. Doggie-style," I moaned. He pushed me to my hands and knees. I could tell he was getting turned on by my hero-worship, and I was only too happy to oblige. "Let me hear you beg..." "Oh, Zach, please ram your cock into me and rip me apart, you fucking magnificent stud!" That was all the encouragement he needed. He grabbed hold of my ass and spat into my hungry hole, then inserted his 8 1/2 inches and pushed it in all at once. At first it felt like a hot fireplace poker in my butt, since I hadn't had any in months, but once he settled into a rhythm with his massive testicles slapping my ass, the pain subsided, and it was heaven. "Oh... Danny,... You're so-hot! Take my big dick! Tell me how much you like it!" "Yes! Zach, yes! Fuck me harder!" He thrust into me so hard with those powerful legs until the carpet burnt my knees, creating a kind of pleasure/pain that really turned me on. I could tell it wouldn't be long for Zach who was almost overcome with lust. I was right. "I'm gonna squirt my cum inside you...now!" I felt the warmth of the first spurt of semen deep in my ass. Then felt a good seven or eight more contractions, until my butt was full. He stayed inside of me until his dick was finally limp. Then he pulled out and collapsed on the sofa in exhaustion. I picked up his towel and wiped the excess seed from my legs, then wrapped my robe back around me and sat down next to Zach and held him in my arms. "That was incredible, Danny," said Zachary, tenderly "And you know what else? That was the best head job I ever had." "Really?" I asked, incredulously. "A lot of girls won't even do it, and those who do don't know how.” He paused. “Danny, do you mind if I ask you something?" Thinking he was going to ask for seconds, I prepared my mouth for another assault. "What is it, Zach?" "I was wondering ...if I could return the favor?" "Sure!" I was taken aback. I had never pegged Zachery Ty Bryan for a cocksucker. He started by rubbing my muscular, hairy chest with his hand, then nibbled on my erect nipples, and wasted no time licking a spit-trail down my stomach into my pubes. Now although my erect dick, which measured 7" on its best day, was no match for Zach's monster, it was every bit its equal in width. Zach, ever the trooper, licked the head for a minute then swallowed the entire thing down his throat, eliciting an appreciative moan from me. He continued like that, paying extra attention to the head and piss-slit, before continuing his deep-throat tactic. It was amazing! "Tell me when you're gonna nut," he whispered, between sucks. "I'm getting...close now!" Upon hearing that he sucked down one more time, then spat my dick out and jacked it with one hand while squeezing down tight on my balls with the other. Then I came. I didn't think I was ever going to stop. Zach's beautiful face was covered with semen. "Did I do good?" he asked, wiping his face. "You did good," I said. It was a huge understatement. "Good. That was my first time sucking a dick." "I never would've guessed." "No sweat. You just think about what you'd like yourself." "I never thought of it that way." We fell asleep in each other’s arms. We would spend a lot of time together over the next few weeks, and eventually decided that two houses was one too many, so I put my house up for sale and moved in with my teen idol, Zachery Ty Bryan. THE END