Gay Erotic Stories

This is one of those true stories that only happen once, maybe twice, in a lifetime. My name is John. My lover Mike and I have been together for 5 years. Two houses down a new family moved in a few months ago. One day while looking off the back deck, I noticed a young man of about 18 mowing their yard. It turned out to be their son Jeff. Wow! Jeff was really built. There was a small incline in the layout of the yard, which forced Jeff to use all his body while pushing the mower. That ass talked all the way up the hill. The youthful curve of those cheeks was really too much. When he turned off the mower and began sweeping, I ran to take the dog for a walk. As I approached the boy's house, he became even more beautiful. He stood at least 5'10", around 180 lbs., dirty blonde hair, shirtless smooth chest with a hint of a darker sandy blonde spray of a trail and gorgeous pecs that plumped each time he walked. His legs were a sight to behold. They held sprigs of flowing, boylike, coarse hair with perfect cuts to the thighs and calves. As I approached, he bent over to bag some of the loose grass. His perfectly rounded ass cheeks in his grey colored basketball shorts had a wet trail of sweat at from the waist band down the material covering his crack. His briefs tightly lines the sides of his wonderful asscheeks. Sprays of light colored hair sprinkled the backs of his thighs. "Are you guys new in the neighborhood?" I asked as he turned around to reveal two ocean blue eyes. "Yes, we moved in last month," he answered. I introduced myself as John. He was introducing himself as Jeff as I prayed he had not heard me gasp at his eyes and pecs. Carefully, I glanced and saw that he had a nice bulge. Basketball shorts are a gift from the heavens, I thought. He was telling me about his two dogs he had penned in the back yard in such a boyish way. I noticed he was a country boy by the way he talked. I also noticed he wasn't very bright. This made me start thinking...... I noticed that he had a set of weights by the garage door. I told him that my cousin (really my lover) and I had a new set of Cybex equipment in our basement. He was excited. I offered that he could use it anytime. He said his dad was out of town and his mom was at his aunt's house for the night. I asked if he liked beer. He said yes. I invited him down for a few brews and some weights. He was all for it. Let me shower and I'll be right down. Wish I could have seen that shower. Mike was out of town so there was no problem there. I got to the house and straightened up a bit. Hid all the queer-related stuff. I had a close female friend who had always wanted to help me in landing a boy. I decided to give her a call. I told her exactly what I wanted her to do. She agreed. Jeff was at the front door about 45 minutes later. "OK, where's the Cybex. I can't wait." I told him to relax a few minutes and have a couple of beers first. "Is it a good idea to drink and lift?" he asked. I told him it was okay because it would make him fell less pain, lift more weight, and I would be spotting. We sat and talked about girls, who he had been with, what they had done. It's fun to steer the conversation in that direction. Eighteen year olds will talk about that until they're blue in the face. He was wearing blue jeans and a tee shirt. The jeans were decently revealing. His ass would be revealing in a tent it was so nice. After a while of dirty talk about girls, I could tell he was a little drunk off two and a half beers. He was talking really serious about all the fucking he had done. I threw in a few stories about hot sex with girls to really warm him up. He was hot. The front of his jeans were baggy, but I was sure a nice box must be forming from all the talk. Pre cum had surely formed by now. I was hoping to find out soon...