Gay Erotic Stories

Apollo had showered just before I got home. Standing naked in the entryway, he greeted me with a powerful hug and lip lock. He told me to shower up and meet with him in our living room. Obediently, I took my shower. I lathered up all over, so that my body, cock, ass and face were white with cream. It was funny--I looked like a snowman. LOL! Then under really hot water, I cleansed my hard beautiful body of all soap, rinsed every muscle, every nook & cranny, and paid close attention to shining up my cock for my lover and presenting him with a pristine pink and clean asshole. I got out of the shower and towel dried to squeaky cleanness. All the hairs on my body seemed blonder, they were so clean. I took some extra time to brush my teeth, gargle with mouthwash and strategically place my cologne, Obsession, behind my ears, at the nape of my neck with some extra dashed near my cock & balls, and on each ass cheek. I was a living god, and flexed a few times in the mirror. I had to be perfect for my lover.

Still naked, I strolled into the living room to quite an interesting site. We have exercise equipment located in a corner. Apollo had taken the thick cushiony exercise mat and placed it on the floor in the center of our sprawling, huge living room. Centered perfectly on the mat, was one of our barstools. Our barstools are slightly oversized, compared to those you see in gay bars and made of thick, hardwood, with a thin red cushion on top. Perched gorgeously on the seat was my Apollo, my great muscle-stud god, sitting in the Indian position. Legs crossed over each other, almost like he was ready to meditate. He was sitting straight and tall, gazing handsomely at me. And something else was standing erect as well, his monster cock, pointing straight up, neatly up the center of his abs and chest. It was a truly magnificent site to behold, nearly reaching up to his nipples. SO BIG!! My cock popped to immediate attention.

Apollo beckoned me to join him on the barstool. I laughed, because I wasn’t sure how we could manage to get the both of us up there without falling off. Adding to the degree of difficulty was this exercise mat. Having that cushion under the barstool, made it wobble ever so slightly. This was going to be a challenge. For my lover, because he loves it so, I threw on my cowboy hat. Carefully, I stepped up on one side of the barstool holding on to Apollo’s boulder shoulders, and slowly lifted one leg up over his crossed legs around front of him, as though I were mounting a horse. In fact, I was mounting MY HORSE, MY STALLION STUD.

We were facing each other, and the barstool wobbled just a bit. Everything was in slow motion, muscles had to be tight and concentrated on the task at hand…balance was the key. As I straddled my lover, he slowly prepared his already greased cock to enter my beautiful clean asshole. He placed it ever so gently at my entrance and I slowly lowered my torso down on my giant. MMMMM! This was sheer heaven! Now, I was able to raise my legs up and around his torso gripping him gently, and placing my heels on the remaining barstool exposed behind his bubble butt. Again, the barstool would wobble, and we would try to remain motionless.

But a new twist presented itself to our little experiment. Both of us, traditionally, get so excited when we are with each other, that our bodies tremble with excitement. This was no exception. Our bodies began trembling as I lowered myself down on his great shaft. This added to the wobbling of the barstool, making us concentrate even more on motionlessness. We hugged each other tightly in a bear hug and kissed gently and slowly.

So how then, in this position could we manage sex? That actually turned out to be quite simple. First, the electricity from our trembling caused just enough movement as to create some friction between our chests and abs pressed so tightly together. Breathing added to the sensation. And my cock was pressed tightly against Apollo’s torso, but there in all it’s glory for him to stare at. A little precum seeped out and dripped between my cock and his chest. But it was the trembling that gave us the greatest friction. Gentle waves of quaking, on this slightly unsteady stool…and that quaking was intensified. But I knew something more that would bring my Apollo to the height of ecstasy, to a great orgasm.

I am great at flexing my sphincter muscle and the muscles up inside my ass, so as to create pressure on his massive rod. So ever so slowly and gently, I began pulsing my sphincter wall to the rhythm of the sexy music already playing in the room. Apollo looked into my eyes with astonishment, but a great grin beamed right at me. And as we proceeded, beads of sweat began pouring from our bodies, as we still tried to remain motionless. Flexing and pulsing, flexing and pulsing, we tried so hard not to tip the barstool. We proceeded like this for nearly an hour. And then, Apollo gripped my body with the tightest of bear hugs, whimpered trembling; he buried his face hard into my chest.

I hugged him closer to me, my head resting on top off his. He blew his hot load up my ass, a huge VOLCANIC ERUPTION. Exactly at that same moment squeezing as tightly on my lover’s body as I could I shot my load right up into his chin and all over both our chests. And the barstool still stood. Our rock hard steady bodies were erupting in volcanic activity…yet they were motionless. Wave after wave of quakes slammed our bodies. We remained motionless. Rushing cum pulsed upward out of our cocks. His shot deep inside me, mine showered us both and mixed with hot perspiration. We were tightly hanging on. Hot love exchanged in volcanic eruptions of a magnitude never experienced before.

We remained motionless. Trembling, shaking, quivering & quaking, we poured our love out to each other, quietly. Rock hard muscle drawn tight to rock hard muscle. We remained motionless. Now drained, we were one. And so much in love. We melted in each other’s arms, perched upon our love nest.