Gay Erotic Stories

It was 11 pm. I was waiting for him in the street he had chosen for us to meet. I didn't know how he looked like, and neither did my description give him enough information about me. It was not a date for a one-night stand. We had exchanged letters; phone calls and even chatted on the net several times for three years. I failed to understand his feelings towards me. It couldn't be just mere friendship. But it was more than extraordinary for a man like him to share such a friendship with someone who was much younger than he was. He was married, and according to his own words, handsome and could have all the sex he wanted.

I was petite, looking too young for my real age, which was 22. I had almost violet eyes, white with straight charcoal black hair. I never thought of my angelic face or small body as seductive or sexy. I never considered that.

His words showed more interest than a straight man would dare show, other words of his denied any possibility of him being gay. I would be relieved if he said he wasn't gay. Sex was the last thing I wanted to share with him.

I heard a car parking, and its door closing, then the sound of footsteps echoing in the empty street. I turned to see him, for I had never seen him. He chose an empty place to recognize me easily.

He was very tall, muscular and very, very handsome. A muscle tower, might I say. He had a Hispanic tan and Mediterranean wavy hair that almost touched his shoulders. His smile took my breath away and showed deep dimples. When he got closer I could see his olive green eyes.

Should I kiss him? Why not, a kiss on the cheek, it won't hurt. I rushed to him. We exchanged four kisses and shared a long hug. I felt so safe in his arms and didn't want to let go, but I did.

He knelt to see my face better, and said, " God, you look so beautiful. I had no idea."

I blushed at his compliment. But I knew a fact that gay men reject effeminate males or men who look like women, this is not what a gay man would say on a first date, what do I know?

"Finally we meet. Err...would you like to have a walk?" I asked.

"Sure"

He put his arm around my shoulder and I put mine around his waste. It felt incredible being with the man I yearned for all that time.

"Listen, I don't know how to start. I am a bit confused here so please tell me what we are together for." I said.

"Relax, we are here just to know each other better."

"And after we get to know each other?"

"We shall see if we can be more than friends."

"May I ask you a personal question?"

"Sure."

"I could understand that you're happily married. And if you wanted to have an affair with a man or a woman, you could easily have it..."

He stopped walking and stood in front of me. I failed to find out what he had in mind. Was he surprised? Did my curiosity bother him?

"Alistair, couldn't you understand how much I love you? I came here only because I thought you loved me back."

"I love you too Pete, and I wouldn't have waited for you to say that in order to tell you that I do. I just don't want you to betray your loving wife."

His eyes were filled with love for me when I said that. He didn't reply, maybe he wanted to hear more affirmations from me, so I continued, "Were the three years not enough for you to understand how much I cared about you? I loved an image in my mind ever since I was aware of the world around me. And I grew up with that love growing in me. I met you, and you fitted that image perfectly and my love was still growing. It has grown to something chaste and pure, free from benefit and lust. You may not have come tonight for that. But that's all I have to offer."

He held both of my hands and kissed them passionately, then drew my head closer and kissed my forehead.

"And this is the best thing anyone could ever give me. I have been married for ten years now, and my wife is really devoted and we have wonderful sex together. I never had to betray her, but when I met you I fell in love with you and didn't know if I were gay or bi."

"Nobody is born gay or bi. It is all a matter of choice. You can love each other without betraying our nature and people who love us. Will your wife or any other man or woman take away my place in your heart?"

"Never."

We continued walking, with a new feeling circulating in our hearts. It has been three years since that encounter took place. And every week, in the same time we have our long walk, then each of us returns to his home and life. Whatever pressures or malaise was there in our lives, those long walks wiped them as if they never existed.

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