Gay Erotic Stories

Apollo is my sun god, my god of light. He brightens my existence whenever I talk with him. We’ve never actually seen each other. We are cyber-lovers. It doesn’t matter, because I love him so much, his physical presence would only heighten what I already feel. I’m so emotionally tied to this man already. Yet I dream about him constantly, and he dreams about me. We go to fantastically romantic cyber places and make the kind of passionate love only 2 men can give each other. 2 men! Yes, we are men! Men are not emotional wastelands, as some women would make us out to be. Apollo & Zoltan (that’s me!) are inextricably linked to each other by words, emotions, senses and feelings. Probably more than women could ever muster. No one can take that from us, it’s inside our very core…deep in our hearts, minds and souls. A romance for the ages. A novel of untold wealth, with chapters of fantastic romance and passion.

Apollo wanted me to go with him to the place of his origin, Greece, ocean-side near his home of Mt. Olympus. We rented a beautifully white stucco hillside retreat overlooking the Mediterranean Sea. It has 3 stories with 2 balconies on the upper stories and a Jacuzzi built into that 3rd floor balcony. Native greenery was strategically place all around the balconies and here by the Jacuzzi. Here, Apollo would make love to me like nothing I’d ever imagined. We started out sitting naked at a table nearby, drinking wine and gazing at each other, much more than at the beautiful sea, Greece or Mt. Olympus. Apollo is particularly gorgeous today. He is, as I said, a Greek god. Tanned and toned, very hard and all Man! Beautifully proportioned shoulders support a strong neck and head, with the handsomest of faces. Chiseled, yet smooth and clean.

His chest is expansive. Great pectoral muscles display his wonderfully hard nipples. This man is quite physically handsome. Down from the ridge of those great pecs, are two rows of 4 abdominal muscles each…yes he’s got an 8-pack and I love them so. Deep crevices divide the rows and each muscle from the next. The bottom two, surround a sexy navel that I love to tongue. Strong muscles gliding down beside the rows of abs, point to his secret package--my gift of love, which he gives me willingly…that massive cock. It rests, semi-erect, on great testicles, nestled between rock hard thighs. A god? Yes!

I am physically, nearly his equal…and I am hard, gazing upon this man. He notices this and smiles broadly. Standing up from his chair, he leans over and plants a most passionate warm kiss directly to my waiting open mouth. This kiss, from this man, shows the depths of our love for each other. And lo and behold, he is rock hard too! He wraps one great hand around my tool, and gently pulls me up from my chair. Still holding my cock, and I his, we kiss tenderly. Great bodies drawn tightly together, melting in musculature, breathing heavily now. He turns from me, and holding my cock in one hand, he leads me to the Jacuzzi. We step down in and sit close to one another. Warm jets of water caress our manhood. Apollo is hot now! He grabs hold of me tightly, kissing me hard and pumping my cock. I am powerless to stop him. Hell, why would I try? This is sensational! So, I simply grab on to his cock and with equal strength…I love him back. Wet, wild and wonderful passion. There under the Greek blue sky, beneath his Mt. Olympus home. The other gods must be watching. We are so much in love.

We decide to go to the bedroom. Towels by the Jacuzzi, warmed by the sun are used to dry each other off. We do this gently and slowly; ensuring no drop of water is left untouched. We drop the towels, and again, with my cock in hand he leads me through the open glass sliding doors into our Greek bedroom, gauzed curtains gently wafting in the warm Mediterranean breeze. Standing by our massive bed, he squeezes my body close for more passionate kisses. “I am so much in love with you Apollo.” He knows this; he heard it without my having uttered the words. And gently, he lowers me down to our bed.

I moved around on the bed, and still on my back, Apollo straddled my hips, kneeling on either side of my strong torso. He towered over me, actually “powered” over me. Massive cock straight up and slightly out. And there, for a few minutes he flexed his muscles in a show of courtship. Luring me to him. Engaging my mind and my eyes with playful pumping of a physique so beautiful, and built for me! And then, with his strong right arm and hand, he softly moved it to his left nipple, rolled and pinched it a couple times, still flexing his left bicep at me. Then his right hand moved slowly downward across those gorgeous abs, and around that rock hard cock. I knew, then and there, that I was in for quite a show. He was going to masturbate for me. My rod was dripping pre cum onto my abs, and with my hands I rubbed up and down those powerful thighs, with my eyes transfixed on this god and his toy.

The gentle breeze came through the bedroom and cleansed our bodies. Apollo’s action was deliberately slow. He was seducing me with his power. Showing me how proud he was of his great body and giant cock. He pumped his cock with that deliberate look on his face saying, “I’m a great looking guy, ready to play with my Zoltan!”

And his smiled broadened, as his pumping action began to pick up pace. And his chest started to heave. All the while, he flexes one pec at me, then the other. Almost as if winking at me, one after the other, over and over and I shot my wad there and then…I came hard, all over myself…loads. I had not even touched my own cock. We were both surprised. Well, this caused Apollo to pump his cock harder and faster. He began to moan, gazing down at my cum-drenched torso. I could tell he wanted to lick it all up. I began to whisper dirty things to Apollo, and his pumping increased to a feverish pitch. Moaning and groaning, I could tell he was on the brink. I told him how much I wanted him to fuck me up my ass. And that did it…BLAM! His wad shot everywhere. ALL OVER ME! MMMMMMM!!!

Now Apollo was hungry! He immediately dropped down on all fours. And ever so gently and lightly, he drank from my body. Licking up all of our cum, together…the sexy drink we are so famous for. He sipped at the droplets in my navel; he licked off the streams on my cock, and moved up my abs until he finished everything in the nooks between them. And as he moved up over my chest, he licked off the cum there and gently circled each nipple leaving a tiny thin coating of cum on them. I love that.

Later it hardens just a bit, and that always turns me on…to walk around with cum hardened nips! LOL! And now, for the absolute, ultimate loving experience Apollo treats me to a kiss. The deepest French kiss, and he transfers all the cum he has consumed, into my mouth. I swallow about half of that, and sweetly pass back the other half for him to swallow. We then kiss, caress, cuddle, spoon and gaze with, at and to each other for at least an hour. Whispering sweet nothings, talking dirty, you name it…whatever loving thing came to our minds.

In that time, Apollo and I grew very hard again. It was apparent we were ready for more. I got up from the bed, this time with his cock in my hand; I led him over to a beautiful large Greek lounging sofa. It stood out in front of the open doorway of our stucco villa. I licked his ear, and asked him to recline on this sofa. He did so, and his proud cock stood proud, pulsing upward at me, wanting action.

I stepped up onto the sofa, and straddled Apollo. Slowly, I knelt down over his pulsing rod. He stood it straight up to meet my tight ass as I lowered myself gently onto it. He was so big, and my hole was so tight, he reached over for some lube. He coated both his cock and my asshole with the lube gel. I continued to lower myself down on him, inch by inch, and while doing so he lubricated my torso with the remaining gel on his hands. He likes my body when it glistens.

There! He was completely inside me. I lowered my knees to either side of him, so as to gain a better angle. And so I began, raising and lowering my ass, up and down on his pulsing cock. I was facing him, so he could easily play with my erect cock too. But he was so enthralled with the sensational fucking I was giving him that he was powerless to move. I lowered my upper torso down on his, and the lube on mine…moistened his. We could comfortably kiss in this position. And I began to step up the beat. Pumping up and down harder and harder on that massive cock. It was pure heaven, pure love, pure heat, and wonderful friction.

His panting and groaning got harder and louder and I could feel the pulsing deep inside my hole. I pounded harder and harder, and soon he was ready. I whispered once again, for him to blow his hot cum inside me. With that he obliged, and screaming loud, he deposited sweet giz into my warm tight asshole. And Blam! Once again, I shot my wad all over us both.

We rolled around on that sofa for a long time, reveling in our cum, drinking it and sharing it in deep, deep kisses. All warmed by the sun, the Grecian breezes and knowing the gods of Olympus were watching. This was our first full day here, and we had 3 more weeks to go.

God, I love my man. I love my Apollo…my man, my lover, my heart and soul. My Apollo! My guiding light—I Love You!!

Love, Zoltan