Gay Erotic Stories

“Hey babe, I’m sorry did I wake you? I was hoping the machine would pick up.”

As soon as I heard those first words I was totally awake. It was Jake. He had left the night before on a business trip to England. I hated whenever he had to go out of town; this king size bed was not the same without his warm body to press up against.

“Jakey!” I couldn’t contain my enthusiasm, which made him laugh. I could just picture him holding the receiver to the side with a grin on his handsome face. “How was the flight? Did you get in okay? Is your hotel nice? Don’t you just love London? I love you, I miss you, did you miss me?” I bombarded him with a hundred questions, to which he just continued to laugh.

“Baby, baby hey slow down.” There was a chuckle in his voice. “Everything is great, London is beautiful, hotel is fabulous, but I miss you terribly and I really wish you were here. Then maybe I could take advantage of the hot tub in my room.”

“You have a hot tub? Those are so hot; I’ve done it in one.” I was hoping to get a little rise out of him. It was so much fun getting him worked up.

“Really? You never told me that.”

“Yeah it was a long time ago, way before I met you, but it was very hot. I’m getting hard just thinking about it.” I lied. I wasn’t hard yet. Although just laying in bed with the sound of his voice was enough to get me rock hard anytime.

“Mmmm are you getting hard thinking about that time in the hot tub or me?” His voice was low almost like a whisper.

“I’m thinking about you and all the things I would do to you in that hot tub,” I whispered into the phone. “Where are you? Are you in the room?”

“Well no, I’m actually in the limo on my way to a meeting, but I am wearing that navy blue suit you like.” The thought of him in his suit did the trick. I was solid, and he knew it too. I lay back on the bed and pulled the covers off me. I pulled my cock through the opening in my boxers, letting it get stiff. I moaned into the receiver to let him know how excited he was getting me.

“Jake, you know how hot I get when I think about you in that suit,” I said. I took my forefinger and ran it up and down the length of my hard shaft. I traced my cock all the way to the tip of the head; already some pre cum was oozing from my slit.

“Oh I know babe, my cock is pressing up against my trousers just thinking about you in bed, stroking that juicy piece of meat.” His voice was deep, sending a shiver up my spine that made my head ooze more and more.

“Are you stroking for me, babe?” I moaned in reply. My hand was fully wrapped around the thickness of my shaft and slowly I started stroking.

“I bet you’re pre cumin like crazy, aren’t you? Why don’t you taste it for me?” he asked.

I dipped my finger into the pool of pre cum which had accumulated on the slit of my cock. Taking my finger to my lips I sucked on it, making sure he heard me tasting my own juices.

“Oh you’re such a filthy little whore.” I loved it when he talked dirty to me. “Get that finger nice and wet, you little slut.” I sucked on it hard, getting it nice and wet, then I slipped the boxers off and spread my legs open. “Yeah, you’re such a good little whore. Now press that finger to your smooth pink hole.” I did as he said, sliding my saliva covered finger into my tight asshole.

“Oh Jake, it’s tight baby,” I said pressing deeper into my hole. I explored my insides the way his cock did when he would slide into me. Jake had a massive cock and it always amazed me how he got me to loosen up and take him. Thinking about his cock I started to pump my finger deep into my hole, sending waves of electricity all through my body. On the other side of the phone his voice urged me to press deeper, he told me to slip in another finger and I did. It took a little more effort to get two inside me, but for him I did it. I would do anything he wanted.

“Yeah, you’re such a good whore.” His praise was my reward. “Keep fucking that tight hole. Pretend it’s my cock driving into you, pumping your tight man pussy. Let this be a taste of what you’re going to get when I come home. I’m gonna pound the cum out of you when I get there. I hope you do your loosening up exercises because I’ll have no mercy on you when I get a hold of you.” His voice was deep and strong and matched the intensity of my thrusts. “You dirty slut, as soon as I walk in the door I want to see your ass spread on that bed waiting for me. I’m not even gonna take my clothes off, I’m just gonna slip my cock out of my trousers and breed you like the cum hungry slut that you are. You want that baby? Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

“Yes fuck me, fuck me hard and deep the way only you know how. I want you to take me from behind and just tear into me, fucking me hard and deep until you release all that saved up cum from your sweaty hairy sac.” I was beginning to loose control; thrusting deep into my ass my body started to shake, seconds away from orgasmic bliss. “Oh fuck yeah, oh Jake I’m gonna shoot a load,” my breath quickened and I grabbed on tighter to the receiver.

“Oh shoot that nasty load, you whore. Cover your chest with that creamy white juice. When I get there I’m gonna shoot a big nasty load into your tight hole, I’m gonna fill you with my cream, cover all your insides with me.” His words were enough to send me over the edge and I screamed out as blast after blast of cum poured out of me. It was the hardest I’d shot in a while. My whole upper body was covered in cum. It took a minute for me to recover from such an intense phone session.

“Mmmm well I hope you’re happy. Now I’m covered in cum and I’m gonna have to jump in the shower at 3:30 in the morning.” I teased but he knew I didn’t care. I loved it when he made me cum over the phone.

“Well if it’s any consolation, I now have a wet spot on my trousers and a raging hard cock that I can’t take care of right now. But I’m getting ready to enter the building so I’m gonna let you go clean up.” I could hear the car door open and the bustle of the city as he entered his destination.

“Okay I guess I should let you go, so I can jump in the shower and let the cool water cover my body.” I just loved teasing him like this, knowing he was totally helpless on the other side of the world.

“Well now that’s not very fair, but we can discuss this at length when we’re in person,” his voice turned serious as if he was talking with a client or some other business associate. He must be inside the building, I thought. I made kissing noises and he erupted in laughter, which always made him laugh. He quickly recovered and soon was back to pretending to be serious. “Very well I look forward to resolving those issues when I get back to the states the day after tomorrow.” I said good-bye and told him I missed him, and just before he hung up he quickly whispered, “I love you.” It was very brief and very low, barely a whisper, but here on our bed I heard it loud and clear.