Gay Erotic Stories

I'd been admiring this man since the first time he waited on me in the restaurant. His name on his company badge said “Tim.” He was about 5’10” tall, and looked to be about 160 pounds or so with a lean, well-built body…and about a 32-inch waist. He had hair jutting out of the top of his unbuttoned shirt collar. Body hair is a huge erotic turn-on for me. He had terrific, manly, hairy arms. His face was beautiful to behold, with heavy whiskers. But the most striking facial feature was his mouth. He had the most beautiful mouth I had ever seen, with perfectly white and straight teeth. They just stood out so, enhancing stunning green eyes that shined brightly. He sported a package that sent my cock into a rock hard frenzy. I simply could not contain myself. I had to say something to this gorgeous creature. So, I simply blurted it out when he stopped again at my table. I asked him if he'd like to get together sometime. The twinkle in his eyes shown first, and then from his sensuous lips he uttered the words, "Well of course!" I vowed to stop by for lunch in his restaurant again the following day, and said we could go for lunch elsewhere, or just drive around. He accepted willingly.

The next day we drove to another restaurant for lunch. The entire time, I could not take my eyes off his electric gaze. Such a man! And my pecker stood on edge, at rigid attention. We drove around afterward, and it was apparent both of us were not concealing massive hard-ons very well. I could see he admired my package too! At one point, we pulled over to the side of the road, and deeply kissed each other...fondling, petting and grabbing hard through our trousers to waiting, hot meat. I asked this god if he would like to come over to my place that evening and he replied in the affirmative.

As evening rolled around, there came a knock at my door and this hunk was standing there looking better than he had that day, offering me a red rose! This was so romantic, he desired me as much as I desired him. I noticed that he had a box in his hand, but he didn’t say much about it other than to ask where he could place it. I asked what it was and he just said, “Things for tomorrow.” I said, “What do you mean by that?” to which he replied, “I thought I would stay all night if you want me to.” Damn, I thought...could this really be about happen? Again, we embraced, kissed and fondled before I could even think to invite him into my apartment.

I was in heaven! We just sat around watching television and making out, with a lot of heavy petting, but…with our clothes on. Both of us were rock hard all evening. I loved watching him size me up. I’m not bad looking either, or so my cyber-buddy Scott tells me, since I shared a nude picture of me with him. I’m about 6 feet tall, 170 lbs with brown hair and blue eyes and skin as smooth as silk. I proudly possess about a 7-inch cock, not too thick, but with a nice set of balls hanging nicely below. I’m known as “Wags” in my inner circle, but you can call me Gene.

Interestingly enough, Tim smelled like hamburgers. It had been a long day at the restaurant, and this aroma permeated my apartment. He asked if he could take a shower, and I said "Sure!" I located a fresh clean towel and he proceeded into my bathroom. At one point, I walked by the bathroom, heading to the kitchen…but the bathroom door was wide open. I just looked in briefly and I could see him showering, the top part of the shower door is clear glass, the bottom part is opaque. That's when I first saw him with his shirt off, and my God, what a stud he was. Bang, I was hard right then! I thought to myself, "Shit, why am I just standing here?" So, I took off all my clothes and entered the shower with this magnificent stud. He grabbed me right away and we kissed hard and long. He stood there holding me in a warm, wet embrace and said he was glad I got in the shower with him. This god has a lot of hair on his chest, with a long thinly spread, but thickly massed trail going all the way down to a thick, rock hard 8-inch erection, decorated with large ample testicles. He had a cute fuzzy butt and beautifully muscled, hairy legs. We just kept rubbing each other, all over, getting real soapy and laughing like two kids, playing with newly found toys. We were so hot! This man is a hunk, a god, and for this evening, he was all mine. And what a gorgeous smile, with those beautiful clean white teeth!

Finally, I said, “We’ve got to go to bed now; I can’t stand it any more! I want you so bad!” So we got out of the shower and dried each other off slowly and tenderly. Astoundingly, he picked me up and carried me to the bedroom! Once we got in bed, we went crazy kissing and rubbing each other. He noticed with great glee my birthmark over my left nipple, a very deep red in color. As hot as I was getting he could see it change color, getting real bright the more excited I got. As we lay there, I was running my hands all over his hairy chest down to his crotch, kissing him…teasing him mercilessly as he moaned. A torrid jack-off session ensued and we kissed hard and pumped each other strongly and rapidly. Pre-cum flowed freely all over us both and I started to bite his nipples and lick him all over his chest. I kissed him gently, lovingly down his abs and arrived at that thick hairy trail leading to a massive stone member. I licked all over his tool. I even sipped the pre-cum off of the little cock-head lips and lapped up and down the shaft of his raging hard cock. At last, I took his cock in my mouth and all at once he shot a load of sweet cum-nectar that filled my throat and mouth. I swallowed all of it, careful not to waste a drop of sweet, sweet love, pure man-nutrient.

After we lay there a while, I was about ready to explode. With that penetrating gaze through my soul, he raised his legs up and beckoned me in between them. He wanted me to enter is tight asshole and take him, while making love as I faced him sprawled out before me. I wanted to get inside him so badly and he wanted me to fill him up too. I started to enter him with my steely scepter, and thought sure I was going to cum before I’d even started to make love to him. I was throbbing so badly, my groin ached wonderfully. He pulled at me hard and finally I was in, deep inside and the lovemaking was so intense. The time came and I blew my wad, panting hard, moaning loud and oh what a mother-load of semen. I poured my very soul into this man. I came so much I didn’t think I would ever stop. I was in heaven then. We were both in heaven together.

We just lay there for a while, embracing and kissing tenderly and gazing into each other’s satisfied faces. He is such a cutie! I think I could really get hooked on him, madly! He seems like everything I've ever wanted in a man, a lover, a mate! He was good looking, with big muscles yet he was leanly built. And the hairy chest, butt and legs...DAMN! He is the ideal man for me. And then he told me that he was falling in love with me.

And that’s when Tim got paged! He had to leave after all this happened. When he did, I just walked around the apartment not knowing what to do, feeling like a part of me had been removed from my body. I just tried to remember what had gone on for the past few hours. It was all so intense, and I was delirious. This man had walked out of my apartment with my heart, my soul…and…my love went with him. I began to cry. I was so happy!! The tears kept pouring like rain. After a while I lie down and fell into a deep, deep slumber. I hadn’t rested so well in months.

The next day I couldn’t wait to go to work, because I knew I had to go by his restaurant and I knew I would be hungry again just for those penetrating looks he gives me. I went in again to eat and he just smiled the biggest, brightest smile. I couldn’t believe it. I knew I had pleased him, and he knew he had pleased me, too. All the time I was eating, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. He was looking at me too and I could feel that. He kept stopping by my table asking me if I needed anything else, or if everything was okay.

When I was finished and getting ready to leave, he came over and put a napkin down on the table in front of me. I saw something scribbled on it. It said, very simply, “Gene, I’ll see you sometime again tonight…if you want me to.” I stood up and walked over to where he was standing. I told him I hoped he would smell like hamburgers again, and with that, he sucker-punched my arm and said he would make sure of that! I proceeded to leave the restaurant, walking between tables toward the front door, sporting another hard-on that I know everyone could view.