Gay Erotic Stories

"Uh, not much." Chris responded to his long time friend Kurt Angle.

Kurt looked his good friend up and down, Chris was wearing in nothing but his tight black boxer briefs, he must have been getting ready for tonight's show, then went to lie down for a break. He saw Chris's built muscular body featuring his hard tanned pecs, rock solid six-pack, muscled thighs, ripped arms, and last but not least his raging boner, standing tall and proud, pressing his underwear to the limit.

Kurt remembered this glorious sight from last year, the first time, what Kurt thought should have been the last time, he had "experimented" with another man. The first time Kurt had taken a cock in his ass, the first time a man rode his massive pole. Seeing Benoit this way got him back in the mood he was in that night, he lusted for Chris, and he too got hard.

Kurt built up confidence and asked in a daring voice, "Do you want me to relieve your pressure?"

Chris looked up at Kurt who was sporting a devilish grin; Chris smirked and nodded, not being able to believe that Kurt wants to pleasure him. Kurt pulled off his shirt showing off his sculpted athletic body, and yanked down his shorts, making his hard rod spring up. Kurt got to his knees and tugged down Chris's tight boxers and his thick cock sprang out, showing off its great pride. Kurt licked the tip of Benoit's head, and massaged his balls, as he began to take the head of the cock in his mouth. Kurt took the head back out and licked the shaft from top to bottom, and then took his balls in his mouth, moistening them. Chris could not take any more of it and demanded, "Suck it."

Kurt did not hesitate and took the cock in his mouth, and swirled his tongue around the hard cock that is filling most of the space in his willing mouth. Kurt took his own cock in his hand and began jacking off his own cock as he gave Chris one of best blowjobs he ever had. Trying to help Chris near a climax, he thought he should take the cock deeper, so Kurt took the cock deeper into his mouth, until his nose brushed against Chris's small patch of pubes. Kurt took in Benoit's masculine scent, which was one of the marvelous scents that had invaded his nose. Chris moaned as Kurt deep throated this sexy man. The moaning turned Kurt on more as he felt Benoit's balls tighten as both men neared their climax.

"Oh, wait, ah." Chris pleaded. Kurt took Benoit's dick out of his mouth, and then Chris began jerking his cock off in Kurt's face. Kurt moaned "Ah, I'm gonna cum!" as he shot his load on Benoit's leg, and some hit the floor. Feeling this warmth on his leg and the pleasure Kurt was giving himself, he yelled out and shot his load all over Kurt's face and bald head. Kurt took Chris's softening cock back in his mouth and licked off all the left over cum.

Chris got up, "I have to go, I have to shower before my match tonight." Kurt got up too and pulled Chris in for a kiss, letting some of Benoit's cum slide into Benoit's mouth. Chris broke the kiss and headed off to the open shower with just a towel, leaving Kurt alone remembering this event and his last week invasion by his former teammates, and John Cena, who was alone jerking off in an empty shower, from the threesome that was taking place before him. But this time, as Chris walked in the showers, which were once again empty, and no water running.

He set the shower water to suit him, and grabbed soap and lathered up on his cut pecs and soaped down to his abs. He cleansed his cock, and soaped up his ass, and cleaned his hole. Finally Chris rinsed Kurt's cum off his leg, and rinsed the rest off the soap off his body. He grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waste, leaving his cock swing freely in his towel.

Chris grabbed his dark blue thong from his bag and slid it on, covering his recently sucked cock. Then he grabbed his signature tights and pulled them up to his waist, and finished getting ready for his match against Brock Lesnar, Benoit's previous fantasy, before John Cena.

Chris headed over to the stage and heard Brock's music already playing, and his just about to start up. When "Whatever" by Our Lady Peace blasted across the arena, that was the queue for Chris to head to the ring. As Benoit head to the ring, he saw the sexy beast that lies ahead of him, and remembered the one night they had together, he tried not to think of it now, he didn't want to get hard in the ring.

From backstage, John Cena watched the match from his dressing room, watching how Chris is trying to prevent his semi-erect cock from getting a full hard-on. John had fantasized about Chris before, what he could do to Chris--dominate him. He reached up his shirt and rubbed his hard, perfectly sculpted, body builder abs, as he watched Chris get pushed over the limit as Brock squeezed Chris's now hard package. In the ring Brock landed the F-5 on Chris. Chris felt himself hurt his leg, not too badly; he could still walk on it at least.

Chris trudged his way back to his dressing room, which had only one couch and a locker in it, he opened the door only to be shocked by a glorious surprise. It had the ripped muscular pecs, athletic built six-pack, cut muscled arms, and it was stroking its hard throbbing cock through its shorts. Chris was aghast and said, "John what are...?!"

Chris couldn't finish his sentence before John kicked his hurt leg, bringing Chris to his knees. John like a horny mad man pushes Benoit's face in his clothed crotch, rubbing his face back and forth. Chris took in all of the fresh masculine scent from this amazing man's clothed crotch. John released and Chris looked up and smiled as John undid his button and unzipped his pants. Chris abruptly pulled down the shorts, and John wasn't wearing any underwear, his marvelous cock slapped Chris in the face. John stared down at Chris and said, "Suck it, bitch." and Benoit hastily took this hunk's rod in his mouth.

Chris engulfing John's member, started to play with John's balls, and rubbed his once again hard dick though his tights and thong. "C'mon, ah, take it deeper, c'mon." John pleaded.

Like the man that gave Benoit a blowjob earlier, Chris deep throated the mammoth rod of John's. Before it went further, John pulled his cock out of Chris's mouth, wanting to take their sex a step further. Cena pulled Chris up and ripped off his tights, baring his muscular yet soft ass, and his rock hard cock hidden within the dark blue thong.

John got to his knees behind Chris and pulled down the thong with his teeth. John rubbed Chris's bare ass cheeks, preparing them for the ride they are about to go through. John got up to get lube but Chris stopped him before he got far. "Just ride me, it's better that way." John grinned and rubbed his cock one more time and bent Chris over on all fours.

"Are you ready?" John asked.

"Don't you want to move to the couch?" Chris questioned.

"What you can't handle it unless you're pressing against something soft?" John questioned in a teasing voice.

"Are you kidding me? This is the best part!" Chris joked.

John slowly pushed into Chris's opening, easing in at first, doesn't want to try and hurt him at first. Once John got halfway in, he was astonished on how tight his ass was, even after all the men that had entered this hole; it was still the tightest ass John had ever fucked. John wanted to make the best out of this, even though he knew he was close to his climax, because of the blowjob he had just received. John grabbed Benoit around the waist like the German Suplex that Chris has mastered. John pushed his cock in and out of his tight hole, thrusting at increasing speeds.

John's cock was ready to explode, so he dug his hands into Chris's shoulders and fucked him at max speed. John yelled out, "Ah! I'm cumming!" John's cock exploded inside of Chris, and John let out a few more thrusts. John collapsed to the floor from such great pleasure, but Benoit thought of this as an opportunity as his turn.

Chris lifted John to the couch and laid him face down on the couch so his ass is in the air. Chris got down so his face is face-up with his hole. Chris spread John's muscular and soft cheeks apart, and dove his face into it. John, who still was feeling great pleasure from fucking Chris, was getting twice the pleasure from Chris eating out his tight sweet ass. Chris's tongue glided in and out of John's tight hole, John moaned from the wetness gliding across his hole. Chris's tongue was exploring new territory, where not many men have gone before. "Now, are you ready to take my cock?" Chris questioned John.

"Uh, I let men eat me out, but that's as far as I let anyone go." John responded.

"I suck your dick and let you fuck me, and I can't even fuck you?! Too bad, sorry but it's happening!"

"No!" John yelled, trying to coward out of it.

Chris flipped John over on his back, and to be easy on him, he slowly pushed his cock into John's hole. John tried to hold back the pain, and just thought it should feel good soon. Chris held his rod in John's hole until he gave the signal to go on. Chris began to make his strokes longer and harder, pushing with greater force each push. With John's legs over his shoulders John grabbed his own cock and pumped it in fist until he felt like he was going to explode yet again. John really began to enjoy getting fucked by another man, wishing he had started earlier, instead of finding this great pleasure from Benoit.

"Oh, Chris! Fuck me harder! Harder!" John moaned as Chris panted away, fucking John's tight, virgin asshole. Chris thrust harder until he felt as though he too was going to explode. It was his dream come true, the way he had pictured it before.

John moaned louder than before and shot his load on his and Benoit's abs and chest, as John shot his load it caused his ass muscles to contract, leaving new sensations rushing through Benoit's body. "Oh!," Benoit moaned, "I'm about to shoot! Oh!" Chris shot his hot load deep within John's ass, for the first time John was fucked. Both men were spent causing Chris to collapse atop of Cena. John pulled Chris closer and both men kissed for the first time. They both just laid there, Benoit atop of Cena.

A half hour later, Chris got up, grabbed another towel, as well as John, and both men head towards the shower. "We should try that again sometime."

"I'm up for it, anytime."

End.