Gay Erotic Stories

[Dedicated to my good friend Thor, who spurs imagination, ignites creativity, gives hope and guidance, compassion and comfort. Thor, this one is for you.] .. Standing up from the recliner, Richard let his book and blanket drop and stretched. As he raised his arms above his head, his body seemed to double in length. ~Damn! Thought Jayson as he sat watching him. Richard stood before him and held out his hand. "Come on, you're taking a shower. You look rumpled." "Thanks, nurse," said Jayson wryly. "I thought I asked you not to call me that," warned Richard with a disapproving look. "Will you scrub my back?" asked Jayson. "That's negotiable." Jayson took Richard's hand and Richard pulled him out of the recliner. Resisting more than he had to, Richard had to tug Jayson, who was laughing, to a standing position. Pushing him playfully, Richard coaxed Jayson into the bathroom at the back of their vacation cottage. To their amazement, the shower was absolutely huge. "Plenty of room," thought Jayson out loud. "Mmm," replied Richard. Richard turned on the water and adjusted the temperature until steam billowed from the huge stall. He turned to face Jayson. He looked at him steadily without expression. Richard touched his face gently without words. He slowly undid the tie on Jayson's boxers and let them fall, still without comment or instruction. No words were necessary between these two men. Jayson pulled the shirt up over Richard's head and tossed it carelessly into the corner. He began to untie Richard's shorts as well but paused to look into his eyes. Jayson smiled faintly. "You never left my side. You went through all of it with me." "You lost your job, we took a vacation. It was nothing," said Richard. "I was talking about life in general," explained Jayson. "Oh." Jayson pressed his hand against Richard's bulge and held it there, a gentle pressure. Richard nearly melted at his touch. With a compassionate gaze, Jayson kissed Richard's lips sweetly and resumed undressing him. They both stepped into the shower and let the hot water stream down their backs. Grabbing the soap and large porous sponge, Richard began to slowly wash Jayson's chest. He made a large circular pattern on his chest and dipped occasionally to wash his stomach. Jayson groaned as Richard moved away from his lower abdomen and continued to wash his wide shoulders and the back of his neck. "Arms," Richard instructed. Jayson lifted his arms while Richard washed under them and reached to wash his upper arms and forearms. Jayson lowered his arms, resting them on Richard's shoulders. "Turn around," Richard commanded. Jayson turned around…all the way around until he was facing Richard again. "Face away from me, goof," hissed Richard. Chuckling, Jayson turned again so that his back was facing Richard. Once again, Richard scrubbed a large circular pattern as he soaped Jayson's shoulders and back. He washed his buttocks too, how could he not? Squatting, Richard washed his legs one by one and paused to bite Jayson on one cheek. Jayson turned to face Richard as he was squatting and Richard gently washed Jayson's privates, moving a soapy hand over his erect member. Richard could hear Jayson's breathing catch and Richard stroked him gently. Richard cupped his balls with soapy hands and washed them as well, occasionally leaning forward to kiss Jayson there. "Richard…aren't you dirty, too?" choked Jayson. Standing, Richard faced Jayson. Richard handed Jayson the sponge and the soap. Jayson lathered up the sponge and caressed Richard's chest with it as well. He could see the crazed look on Richard's face. ~God, this man is stretched tighter than a tightrope waiting to snap~ thought Jayson. Knowing not to tease him too much, Jayson quickly washed Richard's back, his legs, his arms and stood before him again only to kiss him passionately. Jayson's touch alone nearly sent him over the edge. Reaching down, he soaped Richard's erection and gently as he could. As the hot water beat on them both, Jayson, still holding Richard's cock in his hand, leaned forward and whispered in Richard's ear. "Fuck me." Raising an eyebrow, Richard replied, "Really, Jayson. You need to be more direct with me. Get to the point." Jayson looked intensely into Richard's eyes as he squeezed his swollen member sending his desperate message. Richard, with a knowing smile, turned Jayson around and positioned himself against Jayson's opening while Jayson stood there, trembling with anticipation. Jayson placed his hands on the opposite wall and pressed back towards Richard. Richard dragged his leaking cock across Jayson's opening and Jayson choked back a cry. His plea was not coherent, but Richard knew exactly what he wanted. But he wasn't going to allow satisfaction quite yet. Dropping to his knees, Richard gently kissed Jayson's butt. Licking and sucking, Richard worked his way to Jayson's hole while Jayson stood there, leaning against the shower wall, nearly completely undone. When Richard slowly pulled his tongue over that beautiful puckered opening Jayson's legs began to tremble. Richard placed his hand on Jayson's leg to assure him, and licked him again. Rimming him with slow, torturous moves, Richard explored every bit of his lover while the hot spray of the shower beat down upon them. After he had pushed Jayson as far as he thought he should, Richard gently slipped a wet finger inside, gently stretching and stroking the other man. Jayson gasped at the intrusion. "Richard…yes," Jayson breathed, begging for more. Richard complied, adding a second finger. He slowly and lovingly prepared him, kissing the small of his back while he did so. After a while, Richard slowly removed his fingers, and stood up. He pressed against Jayson and whispered, "I need to be inside of you now, baby." "God, yes," answered Jayson, "I'm ready." With soothing words that were spoken so softly, Richard pushed his aching cock against Jayson. Applying gently, steady pressure, he slid easily into Jayson. Hands that were flat against the shower wall were now balled into fists as Jayson fought crazily to maintain this intense and erotic moment of first contact. Jayson felt so complete, so full as Richard pulled partly out and pushed in again, ever so gently. Like their slow start, their coupling was slow as well. Richard moved gradually inside of Jayson, gently rubbing against that sweet spot, gratefully, many times. Jayson squeezed his eyes shut as Richard reached around and took Jayson into his hand. As harsh as Richard sometimes appeared to others, it always amazed Jayson how truly gentle he could be. Richard slowly and gently stroked him, keeping in a soft tempo with his own thrusts. Slowly, and so very gradually, the tempo increased. Richard pushed deeper yet into Jayson as his hand continued to touch him. Before long, Jayson began to pant, frantically whispering words that Richard could not hear. But his erotic tone spoke volumes. After a steady long thrust, Richard came with a soft cry. Feeling the pulsing deep inside, Jayson felt himself being pushed to the edge. He grabbed Richard's hand as it held his own cock. They caressed together, easily bringing Jayson to his completion. Jayson's orgasm was so overwhelming he felt his knees begin to shake. His breath caught in his throat and his heart pounded painfully. Had he recovered, Jayson knew he could never trade this feeling for all of the money in the world; much to his delight, Richard was not in any better shape. As the afterglow faded, Richard and Jayson shakily finished their shower, washing each other's hair and whispering intimately to each other in the steam-filled room. When they were finished, they dried one another off. Padding naked into the open living room of the cottage, they dressed in cleanly folded clothes as they exchanged occasional sly glances. Although neither would admit it, it was the first time for them both to ever make love in a shower; and both of them looked forward to experiencing it again. -fin motn007@yahoo.com