Gay Erotic Stories

Leaving the office early on a Friday afternoon, I was looking forward to a three-day weekend, Monday being a holiday. Rolling into my driveway, I was surprised to see Linda’s car since I knew she was doing a modeling engagement downtown, or so I thought. Linda and I had been married about six months, but had known each other for several years. We had a great relationship and an even greater sex life.

“I’m pregnant you bastard,” was the greeting I received when entering the house, “and it’s your fault!” shouted Linda, as she stormed down the hallway to the bedroom. Wow! I was going to be a dad! While not exactly planned, this was great news, although it was obvious Linda was very upset about the whole situation. I had learned during our relationship to just leave Linda alone when she was upset. So I grabbed a beer, took my shoes off, and relaxed in my big boy chair.

About 30 minutes later, Linda stormed out of the bedroom, suitcase in hand. “I’m going to my parents for the weekend to think this through,” she shouted, “and I may or may not be back on Monday!” With that, Linda slammed the door and headed out the driveway to her parents, who lived about 200 miles north. Frankly, I’d never seen Linda so upset, although I suppose she was concerned about her figure and the modeling career, which would probably have to be put on hold for the next year.

But let me get this straight. It was Linda who had to have sex at least twice a day, sometimes three times. On one recent weekend, we must have made love six or seven times, the result being one very sore dick. On one occasion, Linda had sucked my dick so hard it turned purple and stayed that way for several days.

Okay, so I’m home alone for the weekend. This was a good opportunity to get some work done around the house and maybe read a book or two. I found a pizza in the freezer and popped it in the oven. That, together with several beers, ought to sustain me for the evening. I watched TV until about 11pm and called it a night.

Linda and I had not been separated since our marriage, so it felt rather strange being without her in bed. Typically, we’d be going at each other about this time for our evening roll in the hay. Frankly, I was a bit horny, but eventually drifted off to sleep.

Saturday morning I awoke about 6. Still horny, I decided to jack-off in the shower. That ought to hold me for a few days until Linda returned. Relieving myself felt pretty good, and let’s face it, all married men masturbate at one time or another for whatever reason.

After breakfast, I decided to mow the lawn and maybe clean the gutters. Our yard was small, so it shouldn’t take too long. As I was finishing up, my neighbor Jason appeared armed with some pruning shears. I had met Jason several times, but didn’t know much about him other than the fact he worked in landscaping and was single. He pretty much kept to himself. “Hey Mike!” shouted Jason over the hedge. “How’s life?” Jason and I talked for a few minutes … small stuff mostly. Jason asked about Linda, and I explained she had left town for the weekend so basically I was on my own until Monday. “Well hey!” said Jason, “why don’t you come over for dinner about 5pm … we’ll grill some steaks and have some beer!” Sounded good to me. Jason seemed like an OK guy. We appeared to be about the same age and probably had some things in common. I didn’t have many guy friends, so it was probably a healthy thing to spend some time with someone other than your spouse.

About 4pm I took another shower, and was tempted to jack-off for the second time that day. Maybe I’d wait until that night. By 5pm I was dressed, and headed next door, armed with several six-packs of beer.

Jason had done a lot of work on his house. We went through the house and out the door to the back yard, which was quite impressive. Jason had installed a huge brick patio, together with one of those fancy outdoor kitchens. A hot tub was anchored in one corner of the patio. The landscaping was perfect … probably not surprising since that was Jason’s business. With a six-foot wood fence, the backyard was very private.

Jason and I talked for about an hour on various topics, mostly sports. About 6pm Jason tossed the steaks on the grill. We ate shortly thereafter, downing several more beers each. Dinner lasted until about 7:30, and we continued to talk well into the evening. About 9, Jason asked if I’d like to join him in the hot tub. Sounded good to me. “Are we going buff, or do I need to go get some trunks?” I asked. We agreed to go naked.

Jason fired up the hot tub and cleared the dishes from the patio table. I headed to the spare bedroom and undressed. Jason had given me a large beach towel, which I wrapped around my lower body and headed to the hot tub. The water jets felt great and the water was a perfect 103 degrees. About 5 minutes later, Jason appeared at the hot tub (with several more beers), tossed off his towel, and piled in. I couldn’t help but notice what a big dick Jason had. I mean, I’m pretty well endowed, but this guy was huge!

Jason and I continued to talk until about 10:00. For some reason, all I could think about was how big Jason’s dick was. The result was that I had popped a boner, right there in the hot tub. I was hoping Jason didn’t notice, but he did. “Hey big guy, I see you’re a bit aroused,” said Jason. “Yeah, I guess it’s the relaxation,” I lied. “Not to worry,” said Jason. “It happens to me all the time.” With that, Jason stood up sporting a huge erection. “Hey, you want to have some fun?” he asked. “Like what?” I said, still horrified by my condition. “Let’s go inside,” suggested Jason.

Exiting the hot tub, we both walked naked across the patio into the house where we ended up in Jason’s bedroom. “You ever had your dick sucked by a guy?” Jason asked. No I had not and I wasn’t about to start tonight.

But it was too late. Jason’s lips locked onto my hard-on and started a very slow but methodical rhythm on my now raging erection. All that beer had made me a bit fuzzy together with the hot tub, so my mind wasn’t at its sharpest. I must tell you though it felt pretty good. “Just relax,” said Jason as he continued to give me the best blowjob I’d ever had. Linda should take a lesson.

After about 15 minutes of pure heaven, I was nowhere near ejaculating. Jason withdrew his lips and said, “Your turn pal.” I’d never sucked another guy’s dick, but decided to return the favor. Grabbing Jason’s dick, I placed it in my mouth and started to suck. It tasted kind of funny. Jason took my head in both hands and guided my lips down his cock. After about 10 minutes, my mouth was getting sore … it probably wouldn’t have been so bad had Jason had a normal size penis.

I unlocked my grip on Jason and started to masturbate him. Naturally I’d done this before with other guys, in high school and college. Within several minutes, Jason’s legs stiffened with the result being a rather large load of cum shooting out of his big dick. Jason then grabbed my cock and beat me off until I too blew my load.

We lay on the bed for several minutes, both exhausted. “What’d you think, Mike?” asked Jason. Well, I wasn’t sure what to think, other than the fact it felt really good. Jason and I took a shower together, soaping down each other and grabbing each other’s dicks now and then. This was a whole new experience that I rather enjoyed. After the shower, we both got dressed and returned to the patio, where we talked until about 3am, mostly about our recent sexual experience. I finally went home and fell immediately asleep.

I slept until about noon on Sunday. Jason called at 1pm and told me he was cooking breakfast … was I interested?

After showering, I went next door, where Jason had prepared bacon and eggs. We talked until about 3:00. Finally I asked Jason if he was gay. “Actually, no,” responded Jason, “I’m just out for a good time.” I decided Jason could be straight, but still a little curious about guys. Even I admitted this about myself. “By the way Mike, you ever taken it up the ass?” asked Jason. I very politely explained to Jason that this did not interest me whatsoever. “You’ll never know until you try,” responded Jason. We talked about it for a few more minutes, and Jason finally convinced me to try it. I was sure I’d be sorry.

We then went to the bedroom and stripped naked. Both Jason and I had an erection by the time our clothes were removed. Jason sucked my dick for a few minutes, further arousing me. He then threw me on the bed and positioned me on my back, lifting my legs up around his shoulders. Jason then slipped on a condom and greased up his dick with some K-Y jelly.

The next thing I know, his dick is penetrating my asshole. God it hurt. “Just relax,” said Jason, as his huge member went further up my hole. Jason was very gentle and didn’t try to overdo it, particularly since this was my first time. But man, did it hurt something fierce. After about 20 minutes, Jason withdrew his cock, removed the condom, and promptly came all over my chest.

“How’d that feel?” he asked. I told him it felt kind of funny. “You’ll get used to it,” responded Jason. “Tomorrow you can try it on me.”

On Monday morning, I must confess I was pretty excited about the prospect of sticking my dick up Jason’s hole. What would it feel like? Would it be like fucking Linda? Or would it feel like masturbating? I’d find out soon enough.

Jason called about 1pm and told me to get my ass over for lunch. He was quite a cook, which was fine with me, since Linda had left the refrigerator practically void of food. After lunch, Jason and I talked some more, but eventually ended up in the bedroom, again naked. This time, I sucked Jason for a while and then announced I was ready for my big debut. Taking the position, I slipped on a rubber and slowly inserted my throbbing penis into Jason’s hole. Yeah, this felt kind of good! Continuing for about 10 minutes, I could tell I was about to blow a load, so I withdrew my dick but was too quick on the draw and came inside the condom. Oh well, that’s what it was made for. I then sucked Jason’s dick for a few more minutes, until he came too. We took our ceremonial shower together, got dressed and decided to go to a movie.

Returning about 11pm, I expected to see Linda’s car but it was nowhere in sight. There was a message on the machine that I should call her parents as soon as possible. During the call, I learned that Linda had miscarried, but that she was fine and would be spending several more days with her folks. I offered to drive north that evening, but Linda insisted I stay home and that she’d be okay. This was sad, since I really wanted to be a father, even though we had not planned on this pregnancy.

Epilogue: Linda returned home several days later and got back to her modeling. Jason and I continued to see each other several times a week, since Linda had cut me off from all sexual activity. It was obvious our relationship had changed.

Three months later, Linda filed for divorce, citing irreconcilable differences … possibly in the bedroom. Linda then moved to New York, in an attempt to foster her modeling career.

Jason and I remained good friends and continued our occasional sexual encounters. Both of us insisted that we were straight as an arrow. We both decided it was the diversity in life that makes it truly interesting.