Gay Erotic Stories

I arrived in the tropical paradise of the Malaysian beach resort for my much-needed getaway. I had not taken a holiday alone since I got hitched to my other half Maya and moved away from KL. Wow, that must have been almost five years ago.

I’m a Malaysian guy in his mid-twenties. Looks-wise, I’m of a stockier rather than the typical Oriental slim build courtesy of years of rugby playing, with darker features and a hairy body courtesy of my middle-eastern grandfather. However, I’ve got the Oriental features - straight black hair, almond eyes and full lips. Many ladies find the mix rather appealing.

Anyway, I checked into our lovely chalet overlooking the sea. I knew that I was gonna have a great time and hopefully I’d be more relaxed come the end of my holiday break. There were two chalets attached together and the two balconies were right side by side. As I checked out the balcony and the view, I saw a guy already lounging out at the balcony of the next door chalet. “Hi there!” he said with an English accent.

The guy was sprawled out on the easy chair, obviously catching some rays. Mid-twenties, reddish blond hair, green eyes, pale smooth somewhat freckled skin looking a little red obviously from his holiday here in the tropics (will probably turn into a tan any day soon). What made me feel a bit anxious and rattled was that I couldn’t help noticing how cute he was and that he also had a hot little body – medium built, gym fit but not overly bulky, strong, hairy legs, muscles in all the right places, nice six-pack, hot pecs with pink perky nips – both pierced, I might add. It crossed my mind as to whether he played with them to get them so perky but I banished such thoughts and regained my composure to say hi back to him.

His name was Simon and, as I thought earlier, he was English. He was there from London together with his best mate Carlos, a Spanish bloke ... and their girlfriends Tara and Annabel. Carlos and the girls were all out sightseeing and shopping. Anyway, I introduced myself and Simon invited us to join them for dinner that night. Unfortunately, I had already made plans that night so I agreed to meet up with them at breakfast.

I’d met up with my mates from the resort and finished the night very late ... at 2 a.m. but I still couldn’t sleep so I decided to sit at the balcony in the dark just listening to the crashing of the waves. However, I was very much disturbed by the sounds of what could only have been hot, sweaty sex from the next chalet. Sounds of moaning, groaning and squealing made my cock come alive and stand to attention. I tolerated the sounds for a while and decided to retire to bed ... still feeling horny.

In bed, I was still feeling horned-up at the thought of our neighbours having hot sex. I must admit Maya and I have not had hot sex for quite some time. I wasn’t exactly sure which couple was screwing next door. I decided to take care of my persistent erection by wanking off in my bed and just before I came a fleeting picture crossed my mind of Simon having hot sex with Carlos and that made me groan and shoot my load.

The next day, we were ready for breakfast and, on the way, knocked on next door. “Hold on!”, said a voice with a Spanish accent. Ah, I thought, that must be Carlos. The door opened and I had a deja vu of yesterday’s boner when I had a look at the hunk who answered the door.

Being Spanish, Carlos had dark hair and eyes with tan, olive-coloured skin and since he was wearing a sleeveless tee and shorts, I could tell that he has a nice hairy chest, arms and legs. Carlos was muscular-built; I could well see him in my rugby team scrum. I couldn’t help but notice the healthy bulge in his shorts and unconsciously my tongue licked my suddenly dry lips.

“Nice to meet you,” he shook my hand – nice, firm grip. “Sorry, Simon’s still in the shower. We had a bit of a late night.” My cock got harder at the memory of last night and wondered again just who was having the hot action last night.

We hit it off famously at breakfast and were chatting away with each other. Carlos had been with Tara for almost five years since Uni and Simon was with Annabel for almost two years and they all shared a flat in London.

After breakfast, both Tara and Annabel decided that they wanted to continue their shopping expedition. But both Carlos and Simon thought that they would rather spend the day relaxing poolside and invited me to join them. I went back to the chalet to change and when I reached poolside, Carlos and Simon were already horsing around in the pool. I joined them and I couldn’t help but feel a bit flushed at the great sense of camraderie between us.

After a while, we decided to lounge out and catch some sun. As we lay out on the lounge chairs, I couldn’t help but check out the guys ... Carlos in particular (as I’d already checked out Simon yesterday). He was lying face down ... his tan skin glistening in the sun and his pert bum in his red trunks. I felt the familiar stirring in my groin and covered my crotch with my towel.

“Mat,” I was startled by Carlos’s deep voice. “I wonder whether you could help me out and rub some lotion on my back.”

“Errr...okay,” I said. With trembling hands, I squeezed some lotion and rubbed it onto that strong back. “Oh, that feels great,” he moaned and as I reached his lower back, he wiggled his hips slightly. “Don’t stop, Mat. You have such good hands ... you should be a masseuse. Now do my legs.”

As I finished his feet, he suddenly turned over and said, “Now do my front.” My cock jerked to attention at the sight – a muscular tanned chest covered in swirling dark chest hair. And nestled in the middle of all that hair, two large brown aureoles each hosting a hard eraser sized nipple. His arms covered his face and under each armpit were more tufts of that delectable hair. With trembling hands, I started to rub that suntan lotion onto that chest. As both hands made their way down the chest towards his flat stomach, my palms rubbed against his hard tits and a wave of pleasure just hit me and made my legs go all weak. The hair on his tummy gave way to his belly button and thickened just above his trunks tantalising me with the promise of the treasure of his hot bush and .... Whoaaa! Steady on, I thought. You’re not gay! I decided to quit before I faint from the waves of pleasure washing over me. Carlos groaned and suddenly suggested to Simon that perhaps he might like the pleasure of a massage from my hands and despite my feeble protestations, Simon insisted, promising that he would return the favour somehow.

Unlike Carlos, Simon had a slimmer but really hot gym fit body. I could tell he works out regularly at the gym although he was not bulky or bodybuilder type. He had really smooth skin and as I worked my way down his muscular back towards his tight rear end, I felt the familiar hot flush in my face. This is ridiculous, I thought. He turned over and there was that hot smooth chest again. I tried to feign disinterest as I applied lotion on Simon’s chest and abs.

The promise of a whole morning and afternoon by the pool was not to be as the sky suddenly grew dark and large drops of rain started falling. We grabbed our stuff and ran towards our chalets for cover.

“Damn,” said Simon. “Tara and Bella’s got both the keys; looks like we’ll have to bunk in with you until they come back.”

We sat in the room sprawled out on the two queen-size beds, just talking. As I was talking away about my years in Europe (quite self-consciously I might add), I noticed that Carlos had slipped off his t-shirt and was lying back against the headrest. I noticed one hand playing with his nipples while his other hand was rubbing his crotch and my throat went dry. I tried to turn away but his eyes caught me watching and he smirked knowingly. I looked at Simon and caught the same knowing look as he caressed his hard bulge. I’d been rumbled!

Carlos slowly undid the buttons of his shorts and a big fat uncut cock flopped out growing increasingly bigger and harder. I gasped at the sight of that beautiful cock. Carlos smiled and started stroking the beast and as he stroked his foreskin, the large cockhead emerged like a serpent, dripping precum. I could not believe how horny I felt but at the same time I was alarmed by my desire towards another man. My head said no but my cock was telling me otherwise. Carlos slipped off his shorts and lay back, his legs slightly apart, exposing his hairy, large low-hanging balls and the hairy strip between his balls and his arse.

“C’mon, Mat,” he whispered. “I know you want it. You’ve been giving me enough looks. Come and get it.”

I was terrified but i could not help myself. I crawled slowly on the bed towards that dripping cock. My tongue darted out slowly tasting a man’s precum for the first time. It tasted pungent but sexy. My mouth opened and took the cock in. Carlos lifted his hips and I gagged slightly as the cockhead entered my throat. However, I didn’t let go and pretty soon I was fucking his cock with my mouth, up and down, giving a blowjob like a pro. Carlos groaned and I obliged by running my tongue around his cockhead. “Oh yeah!” he grunted. “That’s it, baby, suck it!”

I looked towards Simon and saw that he had taken off his shirt and shorts too. Like his body, he had a much thinner dick but what it lacked in thickness it made up for length. Simon clearly enjoyed the show he was getting and started jacking his cock. Carlos motioned for him to come nearer and when Simon reached his side, he started jacking Simon’s hot cock. Simon then got behind me and unbuttoned my shirt and reached around to run his hands up and down my chest. This gave me goose bumps and I shuddered in pleasure. My tits grew hard as bullets and Simon’s fingers played and pinched them. It was the first time another man had done that to me and the tingling pleasure seemed to shoot straight from my cock to my tits. Even with Carlos’s hard cock filling my mouth I could not help but moan in approval. Simon’s mouth reached for my earlobes and he sucked and chewed on them and that sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body. Simon slipped my shirt off and pulled my track pants leaving me as naked as they were. Who could have imagined a few hours ago that straight-laced me would be writhing naked between these two hot hunky men.

Carlos pushed me off his cock roughly. I was stunned. Had I done it wrongly? To my relief and pleasure, he moaned and dived for my hard nipples, roughly suckling and biting them. Again, I had never had a man do that to me; and the way he treated me like I’d treated some of my women – rough, sexual, biting and nipping, causing me to squeal and my head rolled back in pleasure. His stubbles scraped my nipples roughly causing great pleasures and he chewed on my tits mercilessly. I whimpered and my body arched towards his mouth all the while begging him not to stop the delightful torture he was inflicting. Those nips were swollen for weeks after that and made me go crazy when my shirt rubbed against them. In the meantime, Simon rubbed his dripping cock against my crack, lubricating it. He inserted his fingers into my tight hole causing me to moan.

Carlos got up and pushed me onto my fours; doggy style. Without warning, placed his cockhead near my ring and pushed it. “Aaaah!” I moaned as his large cock violated my virgin arsehole. His cock was so big that I felt that I’d been split in two. He leaned forwards and whispered, “Relax, mate, take it easy, you’ll enjoy it more.” After a few moments, my hole seemed to have stretched somewhat and he started fucking me, gently at first. “Aaaah!” I moaned again as his cock jabbed the pleasure points in my arse. Carlos got bolder and started fucking me harder and faster.

In the meantime, Simon was in front of me with his cock in front of my mouth. I noticed that his cockhead was pierced. I thought it looked sexy and yummy and he started fucking my open mouth. I could feel his cockring pushing against my tonsils but somehow this time I didn’t gag and he started fucking my mouth while Carlos ripped into my arse. The sight of Simon leaning back in pleasure and playing with his pierced nips only served to intensify my pleasure. The disbelief of being sandwiched between two hunky guys and the pleasure of being fucked hard at both ends caused me to have a most mighty orgasm and I shot ropes of cum onto the sheets. My arse twitched and the spasms must have caused Carlos to cum himself. He came so hard that his cum flowed out my hole. A few moments later Simon came in my mouth and I swallowed every drop of his delicious nectar. We collapsed on the bed in each other’s arms, covered in sweat.

“Shit,” I gasped. “I never knew how great it is”. In a minute, we fell asleep from all the exertion.

I woke up to hear Tara and Annabel knocking and calling outside the door. I opened my mouth to answer them but Simon’s hand covered my mouth. After a while, they must have assumed that we’d gone out and went to their room.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Simon said. “I’m not finished with you yet.” His cock was hard and he rubbed it against my arse. He flipped me on my back and with my legs over his shoulders, he slipped his cock into my arse; still lubricated by Carlos’s cum. He started fucking me slowly this time with longer strokes. This caused a different pleasure from Carlos’s fucking and his cockring caused me great pleasure. Carlos was also hard and this time, he sat on my face and ordered me to eat his arse. His hole tasted funky from his sweat and cum and I eagerly lapped him up.

Once his cock reached full mast, he got up off my face and I lost sight of him. Suddenly I felt great pain as a second cock entered my already tortured arse. I lay back and my hands scrambled against the headboard and I searched in vain for something to hang onto. The two studs fucked my arse mercilessly at the same time causing me pleasures that before I only dreamed about. Sweat dripped off Simon’s face as his took his pleasure from me. I could also hear Carlos grunting as he fucked hard and I could see his hands reach around to play with Simon’s pierced tits. Pretty soon I felt hot cum splash out into my arse and I almost passed out as I came hard, my cum shooting up in a most intense orgasm. The two studs collapsed on top of me, spent.

Simon kissed me on the mouth and pulled out his now limp cum covered cock and I felt Carlos slip his out to. My hole felt raw, stretched, wet but I felt fantastic. Carlos too gave me a deep kiss and they got dressed and left the room making a date to meet up at dinner.

We had dinner together and chatted as though nothing had happened. Tara and Annabel seemed not the wiser and even suggested that Carlos and Simon spent more time with me. We three guys smiled at each other knowingly. And I’ll always cherish the two guys who opened my eyes and introduced me to the joy of man to man pleasures.

This story is based on fact. If you liked the story or have comments to make or just want to exchange ideas do email me at rightlilgoer@yahoo.co.uk and watch out for other stories from me.