Gay Erotic Stories

The following story is a true story.

Trying to hook up with other men is hard enough when you’re a BiMM (BiSexual Married Male). It is even harder when you’re a 49 year old BiMM. I’m sure there are many of you readers out there who can relate to this. A BiMM only has certain times that he can play.

I had posted an ad on a cruising website looking for action on a day when I would be home from work, and would have the house to myself. Although I received a few inquiries, I wasn’t able to hook up with anyone that day. But something interesting did happen from placing that ad. I received an E-mail from a 19 year old teen (whom I will call “The Twink”) who said that he was very curious about guy-to-guy sex and asked me to help him out. My first response to him was asking him if he realized I was 49, old enough to be his father. He said yes, and our online relationship began. I was amused by this twink, as he was very anxious, yet very scared. Through the course of many emails, and then many times chatting online, he asked so many questions, and being amazed at my candid answers (I held nothing back, but gave him the truth).

Twink was without a job, so he had a lot of free time and was readily available. However, because of the need to find a place to play, we had to arrange for a night time meeting. I have a big van with dark tinted windows in the back. We agreed to meet on a Saturday night at a location where it would be easy to spot one another. To my amazement, he showed up. From our meeting place, we drove a very short distance to a commuter’s parking lot. The lot is poorly lit, and always has cars in it. I reasoned that parking there would be as inconspicuous as possible. Also, the distant street light would provide just enough light to see what we were doing. Twink followed me to the lot, and parked next to me. He got out of his car, and into my van.

We talked, and he assured me that he was ready for this. We moved to the back of the van, and as promised, I set up my laptop and we watched part of a gay DVD to help him get in the mood. Twink was very naìve, and I was in my glory being his teacher. When he told me he was ready, he asked how would be the best way to begin. I suggested that I work on sucking on his cock first, so that he could see how it is done. Twink has had his cock sucked on by his girlfriends before, so he had some idea (so he thought).

I had removed the middle van seats, so as to give more room in front of the back seats. I got on the floor of the van and positioned myself between his legs. I could tell he was nervous, so I asked him again if he wanted to continue. I had assured him beforehand that I would stop at any time he wanted, and not be mad. Twink told me to continue. Slowly, I undid his belt, opened his pants, and slid off his clothing. In the process, a very beautiful cock appeared before my eyes. I pulled the pants and boxer shorts down to Twink’s ankles. He was semi-hard which was a good sign. As I began to caress his cock with my hands; I told him how gentle touch was more erotic and stimulating that rough stuff for most guys. As I fondled his cock, it quickly became hard and stiff.

I don’t know about Twink, but I was very excited. Here I was, an old fart getting the chance to eat a twink cock. I lifted my body, and placed my head over his cock. Without hesitation, I let my lips gently caress the head of his cock, taking the top half of his shaft into and out of my mouth. Twink moaned with pleasure, and a few comments like, “Oh my God”. I asked him if I was doing a better job than his girlfriends, and he grunted a “yes”, followed by, “I didn’t know it could feel this good”. To make my attack easier, I removed his sneaker and slid his pants and underpants off of one leg. This allowed Twink to spread his legs wider, and would give me easy access to his entire package. I continued my attack on his hot cock, taking it to the root. The feel of his entire shaft in my mouth and throat was awesome for me. Most of the time, I focused on the head of his cock, letting my lips and tongue gently caress his stiff rod.

Now remember, it was Twink’s desire to suck another guy off and have the guy cum in his mouth. After about 10 joyous minutes of me sucking on Twink’s cock, licking his shaft and balls, and taking his entire scrotum into my mouth, Twink said that he was ready to trade places and work on me. So we switched places, me on the seat of the van, and Twink on the floor. Twink was a good student, because as he was lowering my pants, he took my sneakers off and totally removed my clothing. Again, I was in my glory, having a young guy who wanted to suck on my cock. As you can imagine, I was already hard and oozing precum.

Twink grabbed my cock in his hand, and it felt wonderful. He began to gently caress my cock with his one hand, and my balls with the other. I reassured him that he was doing a good job so far; as it felt really good (I was telling the truth too). Finally he got the nerve up to bring his mouth to my cock. Twink opened his lips and slowly slid them over the head of my cock. His warm mouth on my cock felt wonderful. I tried to spread my legs as much as I could, to give Twink as much room as possible. Holding my cock with one hand, he slowly let the head of my cock slide in and out of his mouth. Since Twink was a beginner, I wasn’t expecting him to take it to the root (and he didn’t).

As Twink worked on me, I reached down and tried to stroke his stiff shaft as best I could. Twink continued sucking and stroking my shaft until I noticed a police car come into the parking lot. Twink quickly (and I mean quickly) stopped. We fumbled for our clothes and had them ready to put back on. The police car made a quick sweep around the parking lot, and then left. With him, the Cop took the erotic excitement out of my encounter. As we sat there in the van, with our cocks semi-hard, the silence was frightening. Knowing that the cop was gone, I asked Twink what he wanted to do: Continue or Stop? Twink asked me to suck him off, and asked if we could meet again to fulfill his fantasy.

Without hesitation, I began my pursuit of receiving his hot load in my mouth. While sitting next to Twink, I leaned over and sucked his cock from a different angle than I had done before. If I had my wish, I would have moved him so that we could have done 69, but I knew that he wouldn’t be emotionally ready for it. Sucking Twink from this angle made it easier for me to swallow his entire shaft (for some reason, cocks just seems to fit in my throat better when I’m facing the guy’s feet. As I’m working on Twink, his hands are caressing my head, and his hips are beginning to thrust back and forth. I moved back on the floor and continued my task at hand (or should I say “in hand”), using my saliva to lubricate his shaft, I methodically stroke his cock with one hand while I use my experienced lips and tongue to stimulate the head of his cock. I let my lips gently glide up and down his cock head, alternating with my tongue probing his piss hole, licking his head, and also licking his shaft from his balls to the tip. I got brave and began to rub his asshole with my other hand. Although Twink didn’t stop me, I decided to stop, as I was scared it would be too much for him on his first man-to-man encounter.

With increasing speed and intensity, I continued my attack on Twink’s cock. The words coming out of his mouth told me that I was doing a great job, and Twink was really enjoying the blow job. And then I finally heard the words I had been waiting to hear: “I’m going to cum.” I tightened my lips around his cock, and continued stroking with my hand, as I received my reward for all my effort. As Twink finished spewing his load, I stopped my movement, holding my lips tight around his shaft, so as to not lose any of his cum. As I moved my tongue over his cock, I could taste his load, and believe me, it was sweet, very sweet. After Twink was done giving me his juice, I slowly let his cock slide out of my mouth, keeping my lips tight around his shaft. As Twink’s cock left my mouth, I straightened up, and with Twink watching me, I swallowed his load, licking my lips afterwards.

Twink assured me that he had never had a blow job like the one I gave him. We got dressed and parted company. I never met up with Twink again to give him my load, but that’s okay. I got what I really wanted out of the meeting.