Gay Erotic Stories

I froze. What was John going to say? Was he regretting it? Would he ever want to speak to me again.

"I think I may have given you the wrong idea," he said as I sat next to him, still naked from last night. He looked at my cock. "As you probably know, I was drunk last night, and I think I did something I regretted."

My face fell. I instantly wished I had some clothes on. Here I was, standing next to my ideal man, who was rejecting me - and I was nude! Worst of all, the sight of John's sexy bare chest was making me hard again.

"I think I pissed the bed again." he said with a smile.

"No, no, you didn't," I reassured him. "Although after the beach, you did piss in my car."

"Anyway," John continued, moving closer to me, "I know we had hot, passionate, man sex. But..."

I tensed. He looked at my hard cock again. If the moment had been apt, I would have cummed right in front of him.

"I don't do one night stands. With anyone."

"Oh," I said.

"I only do long term, loving relationships." And with that, John leant forward and kissed me.

"And I want it to be with you. I love you, Roger. You know something?"

"What?" I was too stunned by his revelation.

"All those years, I was married, trying to persuade myself I was straight. My family was very homophobic, so I never told them what I think you know - I'm gay. I always have been. So I married Peg. Now she's left me, and my family’s all dead, I decided to come out of the closet. You know what else? You were one of the reasons I've stayed shirtless all these years. When we moved across the street from you, Peg did want me to cover up, but when I saw you, I stayed like this."

He paused. "Roger, do you love me?"

"Yes!" I screamed with delight. "I love you, John. I've always wanted you!" We kissed again, and we slid to the floor. John quickly kicked off his jeans and boots so he was nude as well, and we made passionate love on the floor.

"I've wanted this for a long time," he said. I screamed with ecstasy as he gave me the best blowjob ever. After I shot my load, we swapped over, and I put his monster dick in my mouth and sucked it hard.

I then licked his sexy tanned chest and sucked his nipples.

"Wanna fuck?" he asked. I nodded happily. I screamed with joy again, with his dick up my arse, and it was the perfect fit. Afterwards we lied there staring at each other with love.

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"Hey, Roger? You want me to help you out there?"

"Yes, please!" I called back. We'd been together a year by this point, and we'd moved out of town to a rural area far away from anyone. The weather was hot all year around, and because our neighbours were miles away, John and I stayed naked the whole time. I watched him as he ran up the garden, nude, holding a trowel.

He kneeled down besides me and we started digging. Our cocks were both hard, but then again they are always hard now. We were filthy afterwards, with mud and dirt over our tanned bodies.

I'm catching up to John now, tan wise. Since we stay naked all the time, we both have very good all-over tans. Whenever Gerald, the local shopkeeper, would come up every Saturday to deliver our shopping for us, he would always comment on our tans, on our dicks, and our love for each other.

"Want to have a shower?" John asked me seductively.

"Nah, I've always wanted to do it outside," I whispered. He took my dick and started sucking, making me moan. And after we'd done, he stood up and pissed everywhere, which always made me smile. Then we ran off to the shower to rinse each other down.

Every night I have to pinch myself to make sure it not a dream. My fantasy came true, and I now have the love of my life in my life. I know this will last forever.

THE END.