Gay Erotic Stories

I admired myself in the mirror while I fucked David's mouth. I was glad to be a normal looking man rather than some Hollywood or Madison Avenue pretty boy with no substance. I had never thought I'd look good in glasses, but after a few weeks and then after being propositioned by a number of dudes willing to suck my cock and get fucked by it I felt like more of a stud than the jock on the team. I was real, all right. I was of normal height of just over 6', about 200 and had my brown curly hair and beard which could have been better but at least I had one. My hair was beginning to recede even though I was just 30 at the time and I sported a bald-spot the diameter of a beer can. I looked down at my manly nail bitten thumbs on top of David's head as I held it in position while I fucked his mouth, also enjoying his arms around my pelvis, a sign that he liked getting fucked by us real men.

I fucked him harder and faster while he gagged and I forced his head closer to my crotch to get my dick head in his throat and blasted a load of asparagus-flavored cum into it, my pubes grinding his nose. I admired myself in the mirror, pumping my eyebrows up and down behind my glasses in celebration of conquering David's mouth, my dick feeling extremely good in it. David then buried his face in my pubes as I pumped my remaining jizz into his throat. He hugged me tight and I could tell he was enjoying my studsmanship. I held the back of his head with one hand and kissed my nail-bitten fingertips of the other and patted my cheek in self-admiration for a job well done.

I thrust some more in Dave's mouth then I let him suck off of my dick. He left it clean and dry, gulped what little cum was left in his mouth and kissed my dick and hairy scrotum. He then stood up and said he couldn’t wait for me to ream his ass.

"Fine, David, you can get to work on my feet now," I said and went to the recliner, took off my shoes, socks and pants and lay on the towel on the chair. He wrinkled his nose a little at my foot stench but knelt and put his mouth to work pleasuring my tired sweaty dogs. It felt good subjugating him that way, making him orally please my dirty smelly size 12's ‘til they were clean and he'd swallowed what he licked off of them and from under my toenails.

It took him half an hour and my dick was stiff from the turn-on. I had him kiss my feet and told him to lay on the bed, on his stomach, while I greased up my prick. I took my position between his spread legs and mounted him. I shoved my dick right up his ass since he was no virgin. His wincing in pain only turned me on more and I hilted myself and had myself a nice piece of his ass.

As usual with the assholes we men fuck he was soon enjoying my thrusts in him and I could feel a minor tremor in his ass as he came from being turned on by getting fucked by me. I continued fucking his ass ‘til I got my rocks off. I slammed home a series of self-satisfying thrusts and lay on him, my dick hilted in his ass while he told me how much he enjoyed it and how us real men turn him on. I told him he's a good piece of ass and he affectionately squeezed my dick with his ass muscles.

I had lost count of how many times I'd fucked David as well as how many times I'd fucked other bottoms and versatile men who want or need real men like me and my friends to satisfy their mouths and asses.

Dave was happy but lamented that he couldn’t spend the night wrapped around my cut 7" shaft since I had a late shift. I yanked out of him and we took a shower after I hosed his face with a golden one. He lovingly washed my dick, being careful to keep his unbitten fingernails off it, and then he sucked it and kissed it. I turned around for him to kiss my ass then we finished our shower. I dried off and handed David the towel so he could dry off. We got dressed and headed out, me to work, him to a bar to meet a friend of mine who he'd service.

David is just one of the many conquests I've made over the years I was active before the danger of catching AIDS ended my tomcatting career. My fellow men are similar in looks, nothing for the pretty-fans to admire but we're real men instead of pretty, and admirers of real men have admired us for years.