Gay Erotic Stories

When I first saw him, I knew he was trouble. He was the kind of man that gave me an instant hard-on. No, he wasn't one of the muscle hunks with bulging biceps and the pecs that looked like slabs of steel. In fact, most people would have called him ordinary. Don't get me wrong, he had a nice build. He was 6 foot-two with brown hair and incredible soft, brown eyes and a fantastic, gentle smile which made me absolutely melt. That's why I knew he was trouble.

He started to work in July, during the summer session at the community college where I teach. He was the new Dean of Instruction: thirty-seven years old, married with three children and a doctor's degree, Dr. Russell Edwards, Ph.D. Ed. The first time he met with the faculty, he told us that he preferred being called "Rusty", and that the door to his office was always open to us, whether we had a problem or just wanted to stop by to chat and have a cup of coffee. It was one stop that I knew I didn't dare make.

The really frustrating thing about Rusty was that he never showed any kind of bulge in his pants because he always wore loose-fitting, pleated dress slacks with his white shirt and tie, which was probably a good thing for me.

I had succeeded in avoiding him as much as possible throughout the remainder of the summer session. My last class of the session had ended at 9 o'clock; it was then 9:30. I had stayed to average grades. The rest of the faculty that had offices on the floor had gone home for the night, which was fine with me. No interruptions. When I heard the stairwell door open, I figured it was an instructor who had forgotten something. The next thing I knew, Rusty stuck his head in my doorway.

"Working kind of late, aren't you?"

"Yes, I wanted to get these grades averaged and out of the way while it's quiet."

When Rusty stepped into my office, I know my eyes opened wide and my mouth dropped. He was wearing a bright, yellow T-back tank top and cut-off jeans; cut very short!

"I Work best when it's quiet, too! But when I saw a light on up here, I thought I'd see who else was working late," he said as he walked over to my desk and sat down on the corner of it. He nonchalantly sat with one leg bent, lying on my desk and the other leg stretched out straight. "How do the grades look?" he asked as he picked up one of my grade sheets and began studying it.

With the paper in front of his face, he couldn't see me as I stole a quick look at his crotch. What I saw took my breath away. From the shorts pant leg closest to me, I could see one of his big hairy nuts peeking out at me and from the other pant leg I could see just the very tip of his cock head. I couldn't help staring.

"I like what I see, these grades look good. I've heard a lot about you. Especially that you're a demanding teacher but fair." I was so busy staring at his crotch that I didn't realize he had put the paper back down on my desk. "Do you like what you see?" he asked with that incredible smile on his face.

"I--I--!" I didn't know what to say.

"Maybe you'd like to see some more," he said as he stood up and unsnapped his shorts and started to pull the zipper down.

"I'd better close the door," I said as I quickly got up to close and lock it. When I sat back down in my desk chair, Rusty finished unzipping his shorts and let them drop around his ankles. What I saw was a cut, ten inch cock that was at least five inches around. A purplish-red, helmeted head toped a heavily veined rod. Below it were two low hanging nuts, each the size of a walnut.

"I have a feeling that you want this as badly as I do." he said as he took a step toward me. With me sitting and Rusty standing, his cock was right at mouth level. Rusty gently put his hand behind my head and pulled me toward him. I opened my mouth wide and took his love tool deep down my throat, running my tongue along the sensitive underside as I moved up and down.

"Oh, yes! That's what I need. It's what I've needed for a long time. I'm in no rush, so take it slow and easy. I want this to last." Rusty started to slowly and gently fuck my mouth. "You have no idea how long its been and how badly I've wanted my cock in your warm, moist mouth. Every time I saw you, I said to myself--Some day! Some day!"

With one hand, I started to play with his nut sac while I slowly moved my other hand between his legs until I found his puckered love hole. Rusty must have like that too because he reached back and spread his cheeks, so I could slip in first one, then two fingers. In just a matter of minutes, Rusty was squeezing my fingers with his ass muscles as he unloaded shot after shot of love juice down my hungry throat.

When I finally let his spent rod slip out of my mouth, he smiled down at me and said, "I don't want to appear hoggish but there's something else that I need and want."

Rusty turned around and bent over my desk. He grabbed his cheeks and spread them wide. "Fuck me! I need it so badly! Fuck me hard! I need your cock up my ass as far as it will go!"

Quickly, I dropped my pants and boxers and put my cock head at the opening of his love hole. He was tight!

"Don't worry about hurting me," Rusty said. "I know it will hurt for a minute, but I know it will be a beautiful pain. Shove it in! I w ant to feel your cock ravage my ass-hole pussy. Bang me hard! I want it! Fuck me like the whore that I am!"

With one savage thrust, I buried my cock deep in snide him, and then pulled it almost out before ramming it in again. The harder I slammed into him, the more he begged me to fuck him harder and deeper. I couldn't believe that I was fucking my fantasy man as I drove my cock in and out of his love canal with all the force I could muster. Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer and I emptied my load in him.