Gay Erotic Stories

I took a position with a large university and worked very closely with all the student athletes and coaches.

Oh, did I mention that I'm bisexual? Well, I am and have been comfortable with my sexuality for several years now. I'm engaged to be married to a wonderful woman who knows and understands. She's had a few affairs with female friends and we're both ok with who we are.

So I love my work for a lot of reasons, first I love medicine and helping people. But I also love sports and athletes bodies. I think some of them are works of art and I'm lucky to be around them all the time. What more could you ask for?

One afternoon not long ago I was sitting in my office at the university doing some paper work when the tennis coach, Tom Jordan hobbled in complaining of legs cramps. He said he was about to get changed into his workout clothes in the locker room and was hit with a thigh cramp that doubled him over.

I helped him up on the examination table. He was still wearing his street clothes, so I undid his belt and opened his pants. I asked him if he could lift his hips a bit so I could pull his pants down. He was in so much pain that I had to help him. With a bit of effort we hand his pants pulled down to his knees, but I quickly realized if I were going to really be able to examine his leg, I'd have to have his pants off. So I undid his shoes, took off his socks and slid his pants off. Now he just lay there in a polo shirt and white jockeys.

I was being very professional but I was also admiring his extremely muscular legs and the very large basket in in jockey shorts. I began to gently massage his tight thigh muscle and it was beginning to relax. I told him we'd have to put some heat on it and he should stay here a bit until it feels better. I went and got a heating pad and placed it on his leg.

I pulled up a stool next to the exam table and we chatted while the heating pad did its work. He talked about the tennis team and his family. I told him about my upcoming wedding. After a bit he said his leg was feeling better. I asked him if he ever gets a massage to help keep his muscles limber. He admitted he should, but doesn't always have the time.

I said if he had the time now, I'd be happy to give him a massage that would have his sore muscles feeling better in no time. He said that would be great and I told him to go back to the locker room and take a sauna for about 15 minutes to warm his muscles up and come back here when he was done.

In the meantime I changed out of my clothes and into a white tee shirt and pair of jogging shorts. I didn't want to get my street clothes sweaty or oily.

About 20 minutes later he stuck his head back in and asked if he should take a shower first. I said no, to just climb up on the massage table and lay on his stomach. He asked about the towel he had around his waist. I said he could leave it on but to loosen it. He laid face down on the table and undid his towel leaving it across his buttocks.

I started on his upper back, neck, and shoulders and down his arms. He said it felt great. I worked my way down his back muscles to the top of his ass where I pulled the towel down about half way. He had the most amazing body. He was about 6 foot 2 and muscle from head to toe. He was blonde and had just a light coating of hair on his arms and legs. I was really getting into feeling this man's body and luckily I had on a jockstrap to hold down my ever-growing erection.

I began to work down his legs and spread them apart slightly. I could see under the towel to his ball sack between his legs. It was mouthwatering and VERY tempting. I massaged his upper, inner thighs and once or twice I "accidentally" brushed his balls just to see the reaction. He didn't say a thing, but his did, ever so slightly spread his legs open wider. I could now see the head of his dick begin to poke out from under him. From what I could see, that muscle was as pleasing to the eye as the rest.

I finished working his legs and by now had an enormous hard on inside my jock and a lump in the front of my shorts. I told him to turn over. As he did I turned away and when I turned back, he was on his other side with the towel across his middle. It didn't do much to hide the fact that he was hard as a rock and pointing straight up toward his head. The towel had a tent in it.

I got more oil for my hands and approached him on the table again. He saw me look down at the towel and he began to apologize for his "condition". I laughed and told him that almost everyone who gets a massage also gets an erection. He asked what they say when they do. I told him we general both ignore it and act like it's not there. Then I chuckled. He asked what was so funny. I told him being a Doctor, I've seen a lot of erections and most of them were very easy to ignore, but his wasn't. He blushed 10 shades of red and began to laugh. He said he must have good genes because his father and all 3 of his brothers were the same way. Then he looked at me and said he could understand how I could ignore patient’s erections, but what about the patients? I asked what he meant and he said could they ignore your erection?

Now it was my turn to blush. But we both laughed. I told him that yes; the other patients usually ignored my erection, if I had one. I told him I don't always get this way. He asked what I'd do about it and I said, "Well, after you leave, my hands WILL still be oily." With that we both laughed and I got back to work.

I massaged his upper chest and down his sides. I intentionally moved down to his lower legs and feet next, avoiding his crotch. I lifted one leg to work the knee and his towel slipped off to the side of the table and down on the floor. He was naked as a jaybird now and his glorious cock, hard as a rock, was in full view. I reached down for the towel to hand it to him and he quietly said, "No thanks, leave it off." He was looking deep into my eyes.

I went back to work on his legs. As I worked his upper thigh muscles he moaned softly and I watched his cock throbbing. He spread open his legs and again I let my hands brush against this ball sack. At one point he shivered. I said this looks like it's really getting to you. He said it felt great. Then he looked at me and said, "Do you ever do ALL the muscles?" I just smiled at him and told him to close his eyes and let me do the work.

He laid his head back and I slowly wrapped one of my hands around his beefy cock. He let out a sigh as I began to get it slick with the oil from my hand. I reached down with my other hand and began to massage his balls. I let one finger slip underneath to the sweet spot just below his nuts and rubbed. He spread his legs wider and began to breath heavy. I continued to pump his cock and massage his balls as my finger inched closer to his ass. I didn't know how far he'd let me go, but soon he opened his eyes and said, "Go ahead". I placed my finger at his ass and slowly twisted until I had him lubed and loosened. Then I began to push it in. He grunted and his hips began to fuck my fist. He moaned and as my finger slid inside him his cock began to leak all over my hand and his stomach.

He was grinding his ass on my finger now and his cock was harder than ever. I knew he wouldn't last much longer, so I began to pump faster and finger his ass harder.

"YES.... YES..." he whispered and suddenly his body stiffened and his cock began to pulsate in my hand. Jets of milky white cum began to spurt out of his cock across his chest some even hitting him on the side of his lips. His ass muscles clamped down on my hand and I continued to pump his cock and finger his ass until he was finished.

As he lay there catching his breath I handed him the towel to clean off. He thanked me and I said, no problem, but remember, "This didn't happen."

He said not to worry, but he'd like to come back for more massages. I smiled and told him anytime.