Gay Erotic Stories

Late Saturday afternoon in the summer is the best time to hit the weight room at the local gym. Early summer hours find people drifting out by 3 p.m., even though the gym closes at 5 p.m....and the desk atendant works alone, since no one really comes in after that time. So it was a desolate gym locker room that I entered around 4 p.m. on this Saturday afternoon, ready to relax in the sauana, perhaps a whirlpool, and then a cool shower before leaving before the final bell. The desk area is out in the front of the gym, and the locker room is in the back, a good 150 feet from civilization. So the whirlpool, with its adjoining doors to both men and women's locker room, is out of sight as well. I heard the hum of the whirlpool through the wall, and knew it was occupied. Being this late it was probably someone just finishing up before heading home, so I went and took a cool shower first. Club rules. Sopa and water shower before entering the hot tub. As I pated myself dry with my towel, I worked my swim trunks on over my damp thighs. It took a minute, but the trunks were the standard draw-string kind, and they have that annoying band of mesh to cover the private areas. I walked lightly over teh tiles in front of the whirlpool door to keep from slipping, and pulled it open. Upon entering, the two men standing wasit deep in the middle of the pool stepped back from each other. They looked startled, and although I didn't get a good look at them immediately because I was tossing my towel on a hook, it had appeared that they were breaking away from an embrace. The one man was a slender, black haired fellow, with slick-back hair and olive skin like an Italian. Long, thin nose, and round cheekbones and chin. His "friend" was slightly shorter, and very chubby...sandy blonde hair and going bald. They both turned their back on me and quickly sat in opposite corners of the square tub, furthest from the door I had just entered. An uneasy silence. I glanced first at the Italina man, then at "Chubby"...they glanced at each other, and then I closed my eyes and tried to relax. My ears picked up the sound of "Chubby" standing up to walk in front of me going towards the door...I opened my eyes just a slit to watch him pass closely by. His cock was pressing against his trunks, so I immediately knew they had been in a lover's embrace. "Chubby turned to his buddy in passing and said "see you Monday, Ricardo". Ricardo, in his late 30's, answered with a slight Spanish accent "Okay...Monday". Ricardo then looked right into my eyes, and I wondered if he was angry with me for spoiling his fun. It was awkward, and I admit it was the same feeling I have experienced whenever I have entered the whirlpool whenever a man and a woman are sitting in each other's laps...sometimes facing each other, obviously in the middle of fucking beneath the roiling bubbles. But two guys? Pretty risque, if in fact they were doing anything. Ricardo turned sideways while sitting on the ledge, and began to stand up, facing away from me slightly to reach for his towel behind him. The water line was at his navel, and I could see that he was wearing green trunks, but more the Euro-style briefs, not quite thongs, but pretty small and tight. He reached up and could not get his towel on the first try, as he attempted to stay seated. I smirked to myself...he was probably scared to stand up and show his erection. He made a quick lunge for it, and sure enough, when the water line went lower than his trunks, there, in full view, was a stiff cock trying to punch through his trunks. The outline of his bulbous head was clearly visible, and the shaft was bent beneath the strain of the tight fabric. For the brief second I could see his legs, covered with a fine black hair...yet his chest had just a tiny patch beneath each nipple, and an even tinier triangle right square between his smooth, muscular breasts. His pecs were perfectly shaped, though small...the dark brown nipples had no "button", but were smooth as melted milk chocolate. He obviously had done his ab work...no fat whatsover around his waist. My next thought was "man...good looking guy...he can sure do better than "Chubby". I am a 37 year old "number cruncher" for a small firm in town, and my pride and joy is my waist line also...not into muscles, but do want to stay as trim as possible. Unexcited my dick tends to be thick anyway, so when I stood up to reach for my own towel to dry some sweat off my forehead, I noticed Ricardo glance at my "package". After drying off, I closed my eyes and sat back...I opened them a slit and Ricardo's gaze was fixed right onto mine, staring into my soul. I closed my eyes again for a minute or two and tried to relax, but the anxiety in my tummy began to build. Why had he met my glance so sternly? Was he thinking something too? Could he possibly know that I found him attractive, at least attractive enough to think that he could do better than "Chubby"? I opened them again to see if he might be looking at me still. I froze. His eyes were still staring right into mine, even though they had been closed for more than a few minutes. I closed them again, and tried to think of something else. A moment later a bead of sweat ran down my nose onto my upper lip and I quickly and instinctively licked it from my lip. Good God! Would he take that as some signal, when in fact I really only wanted to get the drop off my lip? I couldn't even look at him again, I was afraid that might be interpreted as another signal. But I couldn't keep them closed forever...my ignoring him might be interpreted as a signal also...I must act natural. What the hell...I was just sitting in a whirlpool. I wasn't in the act of hiting on a guy in a whirlpool. So I decided to open my eyes and do something normal...maybe reach for my towel. I opened them as I began turning to reach, and the towel was gone! Out of the corner of my eye I noticed that Ricardo had just repositioned himself. I looked quickly into the water next to me in case the towel had slipped off the hook and fallen into the froth. No. Not there. I then looked over at Ricardo. He had a tiny smile on his face. And my towel around his neck. I felt a knot tighten in my stomach. At the same time, looking at his face, my cock nudged into a state of pre-readiness. "Here...let me get that for you" Ricardo said as he stood up and began walking towards me, the water still above his trunk line...I kept my eyes focussed on his face and my towel...I dared not look at his cock, even though it was still submerged. He took my towel and used a corner of it to dab at the sweat that was on my lip...then he did the same at my temples. I felt breathless, and my hands were actually beginning to shake involuntarily...I hid them just beneath the water, and laid them on my thighs...instictively, I placed my right hand over my cock just to check it...it was hard. His touch was light, and his stomach was within a foot of my face as he leaned forward and dabbed around my ears now. He put his left hand on my right shoulder as he leaned forward a little more, and began reaching behind me, I thought to put the towel back on it's hook. Instead, he leaned over me, rising out of the water so his bright green trunks, stretched tight over his rock hard cock, were directly in front of my face...I felt him begin dabbing the water and sweat off my back, and then I felt his lips kiss my back behind my left shoulder blade. A hot shiver ran through my body, and my cock felt like it would explode. Never had I felt this thrill...the guiding, firm hand on my shoulder, the feel of his lips on my back. Te towel fell behind me on the exposed ledge, and I felt his other free hand come to rest on my left shoulder now, stroking my skin lightly until each of his hands had cupped my face...I looked up into his green-brown eyes, his lips slightly parted, him holding my face gently in his hands. His fingers lightly grazed my cheeks on each side, and then his thumb was on my bottom lip, sroking it across from one side to the other. I raised my head slightly so his thumb dropped onto my chin, keeping it away from my mouth...but he circled my mouth with the thumb and brought it once more onto my bottom lip, with more firmness, dragging the nail of his thumb across the edge of my bottom row of teeth. I opened my mouth wider, and he slipped his thumb into my mouth, deep into my mouth so that when I finally closed my lips around his thumb, I had taken the entire thumb in...had I closed my mouth hard and bitten, his whole thumb would have been severed at the base. "Don't bite me too hard...eh?" he asked in a suddenly husky, sensuous voice. I closed my lips around it and sucked softly...as I did, he circled his thumb in my mouth, and I accomodated the movement by rolling my head with his motion, a series of small circles. We were in rhythm together. I hadn't notcied, but my left hand was stroking my cock through my trunks under water where I sat, while my right hand now came out of the water and grasped his writst...taking hold of it, I began guiding his thumb back and forth, in and out of my mouth while I sucked it. All the time, his eyes were riveted on mine, his were on fire and gleamed in pleasure as I sucked his thumb. Now he slid his thumb completely out of my mouth, and I took a deep gasp of air...my mouth was open, and I made motions with my lips like I missed having something in it...I wanted his cock, and he could read that flame in my eyes as well... He took his time as he leaned back, and began to slowly work his tight trunks down over his own stiff flesh. While looking into my eyes, his eyes too on a teasing playfullness, and he could see my eyes pleading with him to hurry...please hurry! I was almost in agaony waiting for his cock. Now his trunks were down low enough so that I could no longer see them, but I couldn't see his cock because he had crouched down a little to take them completely off his feet...but when he stood up, finally, I saw it face to face. It was long and smooth, and he held it with his right hand at the base of it. I saw him squeeze, and it filled with blood. It was bigger than mine, and the head was also smooth and perfectly shaped, cut and shapely. He pulled at it and it grew even more, to where it was probably eight or nine inches long...perhaps his flat stomach made it look all the longer. My mouth was eagerly opening wider, and he then released his cock, and brought both hands back to my cheeks, cupping my face on both sides. "I'm going to fuck your sweet mouth now...okay?" I opened my mouth wider, there was no reason to nod my head. He knew what to do... Slowly he drove his hips forward, and I felt the hot flesh passing over my lips into my mouth, filling my mouth with rigid flesh, sweet tasting, salty cock, salty from the chlorine water, salty from the distinct flavor of semen that had gathered at the tip just before he slid it into my gaping mouth. When it got about halfway in my mouth it could go no further, and I closed my lips around the shaft tightly. He held my face even tighter, as he extracted his cock so slowly that I could have counted to ten before the tip was again resting just inside my lips...he pulled his cock all the way out now, and I licked the underside of that magnificent tool from tip to scrotum...my right hand had found his balls, and I tickled them. "No...I don’t like my bals played with...put your finger inside me," he said in a more demanding tone. I brought my hand beneath his body and found the crack of his ass...I could feel the silky hair there, and as he spread his feet a little, my finger found the hole...I brought my hand to my mouth and covered the finger in my own saliva...then, I placed it over the hole and easily slid it in to the middle knuckle... This caused him to tremor just a bit, and he slid his cock back into my mouth, drawing it out again and sliding it back in deeper...the pace quickening now. I sucked hard, and noticed that my finger was all the way up his ass now, and as I sucked him deeper and harder, I felt his lips on my back again, a soft kissing sound in my left ear. This went on for another few minutes until his whole body grew tenser, and his thrusting became a bit more urgent. Finally, he told me "suck the tip now...suavecito". He pulled his cock out so that the beautiful head was just inside, and I suckled it like savoring a mango. He groaned... "Now, lick just under the tip there...." he hissed. With the head in my mouth, my tongue glided over the area on the underneath of his cock, just below the tip. He quivered when I did it. His own hand now stroked the cock while the tip lay on my bottom lip, my mouth softly closing to suck, and then opening while I licked... The sound was sexier than anything, soft sucking sounds and fervent moaning coming from both of us...I felt the urgency in my own moans, and a drove my finger as deep into his ass hole as I could, hoping to force him into an ejaculation. Suddenly I felt him relax and hold his breath...then a shiver coursed through him as I felt the unmistakable "tap--tap--TAP" on my lower lip, which was the cum shooting through his cock into my mouth. The third gush was thick and plentiful, and a little of it stung as it went up my nose from inside my mouth...I was swallowing cum and sucking the cock-tip in the same motion, trying to get more out of that beautiful piece of flesh. Suddenly another wave hit my mouth, and he groaned even louder, holding my head even tighter... "Oh, Jesus...here I come again!" he said trying to savor the moment...another huge gush of cum jettisoned into the back of my throat, and the filmy sauce stuck there...a few more small squirts came into my mouth, and then a long strand of cum stretching from his cock to my mouth as he pulled it out again...I felt like gagging, it was so sticky that I couldn't swallow it fast enough...it's taste was smooth, however, almost like cream...no acidity whatsoever...his cum was actually sweet, not sour. I took his entire cock all the way in once more as it began softening a bit, yet it was still a thick piece. It gave way beneath my lips, whereas before it was stiff like a steel rod. He pulled it out all the way now, and there before me, he placed the tip an inch from my nose and squeezed his cock and pulled his hand up towards my face. One last, thick, huge drop of sperm appeared at the tip, and I opened my mouth once more as he leaned forward to drop his last seed on the inside of the bottom of my lip and the tip of my tongue. "And now you?" he asked, his eyes playful. My cock was still hard, but I hadn't really noticed, since my focus had been on his cock. He sat next down next to me, placed his two hands under the water, and began fondling my cock through the swim suit...then he leaned over and placed his face close to mine, then kissed me slowly, tonguing my mouth deeply, working his tongue deeper and deeper into my mouth each time Ricardo's tongue was like the brush of a painter on the canvas of my mouth. It was the most sensuous kiss I had ever experienced, and his hands were now inside my trunks, squeezing my cock...I lifted my feet off the floor of the whirlpool, allowing the trunks to be worked of me. I could feel drops of cum, slimy and greasy, as he spread them across the tip of my dick under water. His fingers glided easily over the cum-coated tip. The slipperiness was exciting. My dick felt ready, and I told him I was near to finishing. His own eyes looked at me, pleadingly, as if to day "What do you want me to do?"...I whispered to him..."whatever you want to do, you do..." He smiled and stood up in front of me, then told me to stand up as well. Then he leaned over and placed both hands on the ledge, and his ass--perfectly shaped and hairless except for a little river of silky black hair up inside his crack, was exposed for me to see. He lifted his left knee and placed his foot on the ledge, leaving his right foot on the floor of the hot tub, giving me room to work beneath him. I snuggled in close behind him, and felt my right leg touch his as I worked my cock to the pink hole there...the tip of my dick barely touching it...I pulled the skin on my cock until a large clear drop appeared, and then I used the tip of my dick to smear his ass hole with my cum to lubricate it...then...the head disappeared into his ass as he arched his back and a deep "aaaaahhhhh" escaped his own lips. Positioning a little lower beneath him, I now plunged my cock deeply up into his anus, until all seven inches were buried in that tight, silken heaven, the droplets of water and sweat now on his back...I leaned forward and licked the drops off his neck and shoulders, biting him a few times playfully along the ridge of his shoulder near his ear. He was groaning again in pleasure...I noticed his arm working feverishly, and he was jerking himself off again while he supported his balance with his left hand on the ledge. My cock was getting ready to release, and I felt the initial tension that accompanies my orgasm...I stopped completely for a second, and then drove it in as deep as possible just as I came... At least five spurts washed inside him, and I was squeezing his hips with both hands, holding his ass tightly in place while my cum blew into him. He began to turn slightly, and the cock literally squeezed out of him in one quick "slooooop", popping out and staying semi-erect as he turned, another long strand of cum hanging from my cock into the water now before me...he sat down on the ledge quickly, and sucked my dick dry for the next few minutes. He gave the tip a playful nip, and then smiled. "See you next Saturday" with an evil little grin. I smiled back. "Okay...about 4 o'clock."