Gay Erotic Stories

It was 5 a.m. and I was walking in the woods with Michael. I shook my head in wonder as he bounced ahead of me. Michael, who had woken me out of a sound sleep, trudged through the woods ahead of me, looking back occasionally to see if I was keeping up. "I'm here, Michael," I said twice. I must be out of my mind for coming out here in these damned woods with him at 5 a.m. But his excitement was contagious. He was pounding on my apartment door at 5 a.m. whispering frantically, "Richard! Open up, you old fart!" After I pulled on some old sweats, a Tee and grabbed a jacket, I followed him outside, hopping on one foot while I put on my loafers. "Michael, you dumb shit. This had better be good!" I growled. It was. We walked through the woods for maybe five minutes before we slowed. Suddenly, he stopped me from progressing any further. Shushing me, he pointed through a break in the trees. A mother deer lay on the ground with her newborn beside her. I was completely in awe as we watched it sleep. We quietly slipped away. "Are you mad at me," asked Michael as we neared my apartment. "I mean, I know it was only a-" I kissed him. "Not mad," I replied. I invited Michael inside and made us both coffee and we sat wordlessly on the sofa and sipped it, occasionally smiling at each other. I never in my entire life met a man so incredibly fascinated with life. He was alive and vibrant and so damned sexy I could barely keep my eyes off of him, or my thoughts clear of him. What I loved most about him was that the silences between us were never awkward. He was like home. "I should go," said Michael, setting down his cup and winking at me. "You have class in two hours and so do I." He stood up to go and I stood also and embraced him. "Thank you," I whispered in his ear. "I want to stay," was his hesitant reply. I didn't answer, but instead, lead him into the bedroom turning off lights as we went. Although it was 6 a.m., the sun was barely peeking over the horizon. In the bedroom, I dowsed the lights. Michael was bathed in the bluish light from the parking lot. Sweat glistened on his chest as I pulled his shirt over his head. "Are you glad I woke you up?" he breathed. "Yes. Now you must keep me awake…will you?" I asked. Laughing softly, he pulled off my sweats I had pulled on just an hour ago. He kissed my thighs as he pulled them down. He nuzzled my hardness before standing to face me. We stripped completely and stood facing each other, without words. I touched his face, feeling the bristle of his day-old beard. I traced the lines that betrayed his frequent smiles. I trailed my hand down his chest, dragging my fingers through the light fur there. I touched him intimately and felt his hardness. He touched me as well and I bit my bottom lip. His touch was so perfect. He followed my length with a single finger…a trick that I had never heard of until I met him. It was glorious. I mimicked the caress on him and he shuddered. He reached and cupped my balls, and I did the same to him. It was so strange touching him in this way and feeling the same happen to me. Slowly we began to stroke one another. Long, soft strokes on hot, dry skin. Michael started to lean on me and rest his head on my shoulder but I stopped him. "No, look into my eyes," I instructed. And so we stood, staring at each other's faces watching the fever over takes us. I adored him. His eyes fluttered shut for a brief second and then he forced them open, only to stare back at me intently…as if afraid to miss something. I felt the same loss of composure as his stroking picked up speed. I hissed through my teeth trying my best to fight the climax. Michael licked his lips frantically, forgetting to breathe. Michael outlasted me this time, but not by much. I came shouting out words I don't normally use. My efforts on Michael were not wasted. He climaxed as well, hugging me quickly. This time I let him rest his head on my shoulder. We stood, pressed firmly against one another, feeling each other's wet heat. I could feel his heart pounding against mine as he softly stroked my back. "How did you know about the deer?" I finally asked. "Been watching her for days," he replied in a whisper. "Beautiful," I replied. A lover of life and mine as well…. Motn007@yahoo.com