Gay Erotic Stories

Man was it raining hard outside. Sheets of water were hitting the windows so hard you could not see through them. There I was with the biggest hard on in days and all I wanted to do was to get fucked. I had looked at everything there was on TV and nothing caught my attention. I had gone through all my new porno movies and they only made matter worst. I needed to get fucked soon or I was going to go out of my cotton- pickin’- mind.

Richard the guy who lives upstairs was at home because I could hear him walking from room to room. Man was he hot. Black, 6 ft tall, waist the size of two hands put together, a great bubble ass and from the glances I had given him from the belt buckle down to his knees he had a really big cock. On the days he played basketball I could stand and look out my windows onto the court in the park and the muscles he showed were big black and shinny. I would stand there watching him having all kinds of thoughts running through my head of him pushing me down on a bed and taking his big cock out and ramming it deep into my ass. On a couple of occasions I even jerked off while watching him. The only problem with that was I had to wash the windows after shooting off.

Silence, I no longer heard Richard walking from room to room. Knowing him he probably went out in the rain just to get out of the house. Then there was a knocking at my door. I knew it had to be someone in the building because the doorman had not announced any visitors. Not remembering that I was naked under a silk robe I went to answer the door. I didn’t even look though the peek hole to check out who was on the other side I just opened the door to find Richard leaning in the door jam smiling from ear to ear. I had two responses at the same time. My heart jumped and so did my cock. Our eyes locked and I knew that I had to invite him in. There were so many questions going through my mind as he entered the apartment. The major one was did he noticed my raging hard on under the robe?

This could not be happening to me. I had thought long and hard of many reasons to try and get Richard into my apartment. I had even gone so far as to think about stopping up the drainpipes and asking him to come down and help me unstop them. You name it and it had gone through my mind as a reasonable excuse to get him inside my domain. Now that I had him here what was the next step. I knew just what I wanted to have him do to me but I had no idea if he would go along with my plans. I could feel sweat starting to roll down my body through the robe. My knees were almost shaking as he staggered past me into the apartment. As he past me I caught a very faint hint of cologne: it reminded me of cinnamon. I would have never thought in a million years he used anything other than soap and water to splash on that near perfect body of his.

He had on no shoes; grey sweat pants that clung to his ass and were bunched up in front tied at the waist by a string that hung almost to his knees. The top of his body was covered in a black cotton t-shirt to short for his torso so you could see his navel and the muscles in his arms looked like they had been oiled to perfection. He was a sight for sore eyes. He knew he was simply beautiful, hot, eye catching all the adjectives needed to express any sexual desire from the loins of any person coming in contact with him. Had it all been planned or did he just not know how handsome he was? Like a cat he made his way to the sofa and sat down. Once I had closed the door he ran his hand along the empty side of the sofa suggesting that I join him. With his arm he rested it on the back of the sofa and like a moth to a flame I sat next to him. Clearing my throat I offered him a soda: being so close to him I noticed the light yellow and brown specks that made up the color of his eyes. I had never been this close to him and his skin was like dark brown iced coffee; he answered my question as to wanting a soda by placing my hand on the front of his sweat pants. I felt his cock start to engorge with blood. He brought his arm away from the back of the sofa and hugged me into his body. He then brought his lips to mine and kissed my mouth full and deep. I felt his tongue pushing to obtain entry into my mouth and without thought I opened and let him enter. His tongue even tasted of cinnamon. I could feel him pressing into my body causing me to lean back on the sofa. Then when he had me back far enough he placed his entire body the length of mine without ever having taken his tongue from within my mouth. My cock was so hard I thought that it was going to break away from my body.

My robe was open and he felt my cock pressing against his stomach. Then he became very light upon me as if he were floating in mid air. The next thing I knew he was reaching for my legs; placing them onto his shoulders. With his free hand he pulled the strings on the front of his sweat pants and released his huge un-cut cock. There was so much pre cum on the head of it I thought he had climaxed. My breath was coming in very short spurts; my head was swimming and I was gasping for more air to enter my lungs. Never had I wanted a man to make love to me as much as I wanted Richard. Then I felt the tip of his cock at the lips of my asshole. With one thrust he hit the opening of my asshole and the pain shot through my body like hot molten led. There was no way I would be able to accommodate his enormous cock but he refused to release me and continue his forward motion. Bolts of lighting were flashing in the back of my eyes, pain was griping my body from head to toe but I felt his cock head tear into my body. He continued to push and then from the pressure of his body weight my asshole opened to him. I had never felt so full in my life. Once he had entered me he did not move his cock but let me adjust to having him inside of me. The pain began to subside and the muscles inside my asshole began to tighter around his cock. I knew he was completely embedded in my asshole when I felt his balls rubbing against my ass.

Richard fucked me long and slow: hard and fast. He had me calling out his name and before long begging for more. I have no idea how long he fucked me. I have no idea how many orgasms I had nor any idea how many he had but when he finished making love to me it had stopped raining and the sun was shinning. When he pulled out of me I felt a tremendous void where his cock had been. Richard put his sweats back on; kissed me ever so gently walked to the door and left the apartment. I remained on the sofa until I had the strength to make my way to the bathroom to clean up. While I was in the shower I realized that during the entire encounter Richard had never spoken one word.

“I only have one thing to say, thank goodness for rainy days and the strong silent types.”

Can’t wait for the next major rainstorm.

Rainy Day Lover Copyright 2005 by Jay D. Berry