Gay Erotic Stories

***The following is a work of fiction*** I was in New York and had been told by a friend of mine that the studio tour at NBC was well worth my time. I had some spare time and decided to give it a try. I showed up, and luckily they had an extra spot in the next tour. I joined the group and started through the studio. As we were walking down one hallway and our tour guide began to explain the way the studio operates, down the hall came Matt Lauer! My dream come true! He stopped to visit with the tour group and offered to have us join him on the set of the Today show for some afternoon taping. There were about 10 of us, and we all agreed that an afternoon on the set sounded great. We followed, and were asked to take a seat in the gallery behind the camera crew. In between tapings, Matt asked us if one of us wanted to join him up at the news table. Of course I was very eager, having had a crush on Matt since the day he replaced Bryant Gumbel, so I leapt to my feet and said I would be glad to. Matt motioned for me to come forward and take the seat next to him. I did, and Matt asked if I wanted to do a short clip with him. Of course I did! Before the cameras rolled, however, he offered me a little advice. "These chairs are kind of tricky, especially for guys like you and me, so be careful exactly how you sit on them." All I could think about was his cock being massaged against the cushion in the chair and how he was indirectly telling me to sit carefully or it might be uncomfortable "down there." I said, "Yeah, I wouldn't want any damage done to my package." He leaned over to me and, in a hushed tone, said, "After the taping, I'd be glad to take you back to my dressing room to check and see if there was any damage." I melted. I felt my cock start to stiffen, and I felt a wet spot develop between my legs under by balls. I nodded, and we went forward with the taping. Afterwards, Matt asked me to join him in the green room, and the rest of the tour was sent on to see the remainder of the studio. We went to his dressing room, and as he shut the door behind us, he said, "Now let's see if there was any damage." He walked up to me slowly, undid my pants, and began to reach into my boxers. I said, "There's an easier way to do your investigation, you know." I dropped my pants, pulled my boxers down, and revealed my rock hard cock to him. Then I said, "Kneel down." "Gladly," he said. Matt ran his fingers under my shaft and around my balls. He laid me back on the couch and my cock was standing straight up. He began to lick my shaft, and I started rubbing my hands through his soft, dark, short hair. He put my cock in his mouth, and he started to work it up and down, slowly caressing every inch and savoring every thrust. I told him I was going to cum, and he just started to work a little faster. I shot a huge load into his mouth, and he worked his way to the top of my cock and drank every drop of cum shooting from my tip. He came up to my mouth and said, "Wanna taste?" "Yeah," I said, and Matt leaned over and began kissing me, with my cum streaming between our lips. I was in heaven. I asked him if he wanted a turn, and he said, "I thought you would never ask." We traded places, and he lay down on the couch. I undid his tie, then his dress shirt, and finally his belt and pants button. His cock was raging hard, trying its best to escape from the zipper closing it into his pants. As I undid his pants, he lifted his hips, and I slid them to his ankles. His cock shot through his boxers. I took one look at it and one look at him (grinning ear to ear) and I put it in my mouth. It didn't take long before he had shot his load in my mouth as well. We lay there for a few minutes afterwards, admiring each other's body and drained cocks. From now on, all my trips to New York City will include the NBC studio tour.