Gay Erotic Stories

My heart was filled with anxiousness and excitement. I saw his photo on the net, he looked very cute, just like his nick Teddy, and he looked like a Teddy Bear. His big, round eyes made him look very innocent and his baby face made him looked 10 years younger. He was 34 but he looked like 24 or even 18. Amidst my anxiousness and excitement, my heart was fearful, would he reject me what he saw me? I wasn’t really the attractive type, but with some weight lose and a face-lift for my acne, I would then consider myself above average (good looking). I was worried that he would be another ‘hit-and-run’ case. I am tired of ONS (one night stands), I wanted a friend, I hope he was gonna’ be the one.

When I reached our meeting place, he was already there and he approached me. He looked so different from the photo. Where is the cute teddy bear that I saw? He just looked like an average 30-something Asian guy. He wore a pair of spectacles and he looked gentlemanly. I guessed it was very easy for him to spot me. Standing at 1.82m, it’s hard not to notice me in an Asian country. Though he was 15 years older than me, there was a clear contrast of 13 cm in our height.

He took me to a taxi stand and we boarded the cab. On the way, we talked about everything, our lives, our work, etc. I felt very comfortable with him; at the same time I had a hard time trying to keep my cool as my boner kept getting hard. We didn’t do any hanky-panky on the cab.

When we reached his home, I was very impressed by the design. It made me feel very cozy and comfortable, at the same time, relax and romantic. He told me that he’s getting a shower. He had turned on the air-conditioner and TV in one of the rooms and invited me to make myself comfortable. I had to go to the bathroom to pee, so as to relax my hard boner! Boy, I was getting more and more excited as the minute passed.

He found me in his study room, chatting on the Internet after his shower. He took a chair and sat behind me, and then he rested his head above mine and used his chin to gently rub my head. His hands went around my neck and shoulders and hugged me.

He led me into another room (the one with the TV and air-con). We sat on the bed and watch the TV. And before I knew it, he was hugging me from behind, and we were both lying on the bed. Our arms interlocked and we embraced in a hug. It wasn’t long before he started to kiss my neck, my ear, licking them. I found myself hugging and kissing him. He sure had a way with the tongue and we were in a tongue-fight. His long, passionate kiss made me feel that he was mine. He was, but only for that night. We broke off the kiss and he continued to kiss the other ear and side of my neck. He didn’t shave proper so he had short hair sticking out of his chin, the effect of the chin rubbing against my neck was like a brush scrubbing my neck. It felt ticklish and I couldn’t stop laugh. I pled him to stop, but he knew I was actually enjoying it and he kept rubbing his ‘brushy’ chin against my neck. I felt so erotic. I wanted to hug him tighter so he could stop but he was having his share of fun too.

I initiated another kiss. I could find his tongue moving in my mouth. The feeling was wonderful. Then I moved on to his nipples. I took one of his small brown nipples into my mouth, licking it and giving it a tongue bath. I had a hard time trying to bite it. With some readjustments, his nipples was now in between my teeth and I had a fun time biting and licking it while pinching on the other. I was sucking them like milk bottles. I switched the positions and bit the other. I could play with them all night if he allowed me.

We went into another hug. Pressing against our bodies and made another tight hug. I whispered into his ears, ‘Bite my nipples…’ Before I could do anything, his mouth was already positioned at one of my nipples. He took my tender, big nip into his mouth and sucked it, licking and biting me. I took his hands and guided it to my the other nip. It was bad ‘move, because he started his’ revenge. It felt so good to had another guy playing with your most sensitive part of your body. How I love the pleasure of pain when he bit me and pinched me. There were times when I felt he was hurting me, I tried to stop him but he just continued. The pain grew into pleasure with every bite and every twist. Ohhh…I could feel my nipples tearing into two.

I tried lifting his head to signal him to stop--he pretended to ignore me. When it was too much for me to bear, I begged him to stop and we embraced each other with another heart-warming hug. I whispered and told him that I wanted to bite him ears and joked, telling me not to bite it off. How I wish I could bite off his ears, after how he tortured my nipples.

He continued rubbing his chin against my neck and shoulder. Oh…it’s so ticklish but yet it made me feel erotic and my boner didn’t stop growing. By now, we were both topless and my flyer was opened, he was feeling my boner through the material of my boxer. With a quick movement, he pulled my denim shorts off followed by my boxer, revealing my 5-incher. He helped me as I pulled his shorts off. The bulge in his bikini underwear was tempting. I rub against it before he pulled it off. His cock was thick, with a mushroom head. When I took it into my mouth, it was still semi-hard. I could have just sucked him until he came, but the smell of his urine was awful enough for me to vomit. We embraced and hugged again.

I moved down his body, licking his nipples, followed by his belly button before, licking his hard rod. He wasn’t big, just 4 to 4 ½ inches but very thick for that size. I moved back to his mouth and kissed him. Hugging him, I told him to suck me. He pushed back my foreskin and sucked my boner, massaging my balls. He exited just in time before reaching my climax.

Hugging him again, I told him to go inside me. And he asked me if I was serious. I told him that no one had entered me before and told him to use a condom, so it was lubricated. He turned me around so I was lying on my belly and he lay on top of me and asked me if I really wanted it. I didn’t reply.

He spread my legs and fingered my hole. Pushing my ass apart, he positioned his rod at the entrance of my hole. He lay on top of me again. I asked if it was going to hurt. He just smiled and said ‘no’. At first, he had a hard time trying to enter me. As a virgin, my ass was tight. He moved bit by bit until a quarter of his boner was in, then he gently took it out and repeated the same process but this time, with half of his boner inside me. He continued to loosen my butt. He asked if it hurt and I told him to stop.

He ignored my words and started pumping up my ass. He was already inside me and he pushed his rod in and out, riding me. He moved and gave me a hug from the back and continued fucking my ass. I had never known such pain before. I felt as if I was having constipation with a large piece of shit stuck inside my ass. The more he pumped, the more I feel like shitting. He just told me to relax, and it does feel better--although it still hurt, but I do find some pleasure. The pain soon grew into pleasure, as he continued rimming me. He did his last stroke and cum in my ass. I feel liquid splashed against my ass wall, and dripping. I was glad when he finally pulled out. We ended it with a hug. He led me into the showers where we both had a quick wash and dressed.