Gay Erotic Stories

I’m a red blooded, American man. Married for 13 years, with a couple of kids and all-in-all, a very large piece of the American dream. When I go to the mall, to the beach, anywhere there are people, I’m checking out the girls, admiring the soft curves, especially the large breasts! I love breasts!! I don’t look at the guys and marvel at their broad shoulders, or strong legs. But, at home, cruising the web for porn, I don’t look for bare breasts, or pussy. I look for dicks. They don’t have to be huge, they don’t even have to be hard, I just enjoy looking a them and imagining how they would feel in my hand or in my mouth.

My wife, Steph, is aware of my dark side, and it just happens to dove tail nicely with one of her fantasies. She loves oral sex. Giving, yeah, but receiving is a whole different world. All I need to do is suggest that she’s going to have a tongue at her disposal, and she’s ready to go. But, she also enjoys having a dick inside her. Unfortunately for her, I’m not quite flexible enough to do both. If I was, I doubt I’d leave the house, much. Her fantasy is to have her pussy filled and licked at the same time.

So, who do you introduce into your bedroom after 13 years of faithful marriage? Can’t be just someone off the street, can it? Nah, it needs to be a trusted friend. Someone who you’ve known for a long time, that doesn’t live too close and that both are comfortable with. Let me introduce my friend of 19 years, Kevin. Good looking, confident, and by his own admission, well endowed (it was impressive limp, that I can testify to!). Kevin lives out of town, about 6 hours away. We see him about 3 times a year and generally spend several evenings together when he’s in town.

It an early spring evening, and Kevin was in town. After spending some time with his family, he was going to come over to our house, and as we generally do, chill out. I was desperately horny, thinking of the possibility that this could be the time, the time when we both could have our fantasies come true. Perhaps judgement was over-ridden by desire, but while we were in my workshop looking over my latest project, I asked him, heart in my throat, “How much alcohol would it take for you to help me fulfill a fantasy of Steph’s?” He was speechless, for one of the few times in his life. I saw in his eyes a great deal of uncertainty. I summoned my voice, and went into detail about needing a dick and a tongue at the same time. He responded to the details by asking “who was to do what?” I informed him that the true fantasy was to have it both guys do both, but was sure she would settle for me to do the licking if he was uncomfortable. I was tingling all over, hoping that he would consent, but knowing that consent was only a small hurdle. Would I be able to live out my fantasy as well?

After what seemed an eternity, his mind had come to grips with what I had asked. The questions started. “Was I sure that someone else in our bed was not going to cause harm?” “Why me?” “Would the three friendships withstand the emotions?” I was confident, that being three mature adults, we could handle it. Worse case? We’d never speak of it…

His consent came fairly quickly and by the tone of his voice, this was something that he was excited about. I told him that I had 1 ground rule. None of his cum was to wind up inside my wife (on the inside, I was screaming that I’d love to have it). I asked him if he had anything that he wanted to take off the table, but he said that nothing came to mind.

We went into the living room to inform Steph of the developments. She got a little “dear in the headlights” look, followed quickly by some pretty serious blushing. She got up and arms around Kevin and I, purred that it was going to be an interesting evening.

I suggested that we all shower, together, a good clean way to start the evening. I lit a few candles in the bathroom, knowing that Steph would be more comfortable in with a softer light and then began undressing, an odd feeling, you might say. You don’t think twice about undressing in front of your wife, or other men. But, together, it was a little strange. Yet, someone had to start the party! It didn’t take long to drop my shorts, take off my shirt and socks. I caught Kevin glance at my hard dick, but only for a second. I turned my attention to my wife. I kissed her softly, traveling from her lips to her neck and began to slowly undress her. Her shirt first, then her pants, some more kissing as I turned her to be between Kevin and I. I got my first look at his cock. It was as beautiful as I imagined! Straight as an arrow, a good 8 inches long, but not too thick. His balls we drawn up tight, but still nice and round. I looked to his face, and smiled, motioned for him to come close. I placed his hands on Steph’s beautiful D sized breasts as I worked to take off her bra. She moaned as her tits were freed and she suddenly had a strange pair of hands massaging them and large cock in her butt crack. She moaned again as I pulled Kevin in tight and we both began to kiss her neck and shoulders. We washed quickly, stealing glances at every chance. I ran my hand up the inside of Steph’s thigh. It was slick with anticipation.

We retired to the bedroom where I told Kevin that he needed to lay down so Steph could show him her appreciation. I watched with complete lust as my wife got down between his legs and sucked on his cock. My balls felt like they held a gallon of cum, boiling, waiting to be released and by the Kevin’s face, he was feeling pretty much the same way. I watched a moment more, and then turned her sideways a little and laid her on her side so I could have access to her pussy. I made sure to put my hips up towards Kevin’s head, hoping that there would be a daisy chain of oral sex in my future. I buried my tongue in the wettest pussy I’ve ever met and the spasm from her hips told me that I’d better go slow or there’d be an orgasm the first minute! I licked and sucked around the outside of her pussy for the next few minutes, sparingly darting my tongue into her hole, or across the clit. The moans from my wife and my best friend, were completely overwhelming! I glanced up at Kevin, his eyes were firmly fixed on my crotch! I swelled yet again, making the ache even worse! I moved my hips closer to his face and his eyes met mine. I gave him my best “go ahead and blow me” look and he wasted no time swallowing as much of my cock as would fit in his mouth. I was shocked! Grateful, but shocked! I announced to him that he was going to have a mouthful of cum if he didn’t stop. He didn’t, and I had an incredible, blinding orgasm. I used the energy to bury my face and soon Steph was cumming too. Fortunately for me, this broke her concentration on Kevin’s dick and his load was saved. I couldn’t change positions fast enough! I slid up between his legs and began to stroke his pole. It felt so hot in my hand, so alive. I licked down to his balls, nuzzling them, drawing in his scent. I went lower, down towards his ass, and he drew his knees up to his chest. My tongue darted around his hole making him jump and quiver, he was begging me to let him cum. I started back up, licking and kissing his balls, licking up the shaft before sucking in as much of his cock as I could. He grabbed the back of my head, pulling it up and down assuring his release. His orgasm hit the back of my throat, hot and salty, and the next stream hit, and the next. I lost count, but it was certainly more than I could hope to swallow. It ran out of the corners of my mouth, down his dick and onto his balls. After his spasms subsided, he released my hair, and I greedily sucked the cum off of his nuts. I laid my head on his thigh, not yet willing to let go of my first cock.

I knelt between his legs for what seemed like hours. The high of our orgasms slowly faded as I watched Kevin’s dick soften slightly, leaking semen as it retreated. I gathered my strength and stood. I looked first at Steph, making sure she was OK. She was lying beside my friend, caressing his chest and neck. Kevin eyes were still shut, a slight smile on his face. A trail of wetness from the corner of his mouth down his cheek was a sign of the strength of my orgasm. I knelt on the bed, one leg between each of theirs and laid down on both of them. There was a long mutual sigh, my wife and I shared a passionate kiss, then Steph and Kev and then all three joined in, tongues darting every direction. I felt a cock stiffen underneath my left thigh, it was time to complete the fantasy.

Helping them both up, we went into the living room where I politely shoved Kevin down onto the couch. I “fell” onto him, straddling him briefly, feeling our hard dicks touch for the first time. I had to resist the urge to hump him and I reluctantly climbed off and guided Steph back in my place. She was facing out into the room, her ass to Kevin, more or less sitting on his lap. This would be her first strange in many, many years. She raised up and I guided Kevin’s cock to her pussy, making sure to rub the length of her gash to get it nice and wet and to torment her clit just a bit. She began to ride him a bit, slowly, eyes closed, savoring the feeling. I kissed her neck and down to her breasts, trying to keep in time. Kevin had begun to move in her and she was having a hard time maintaining her pace, the time had come. Slowly, I kissed my way to her swollen clit. It was begging to be licked, sucked and pleasured. But, I paused, for just a minute to admire the sight of my friend’s manhood balls deep in my wife. I wrapped my lips around as much of the pussy as I could, my chin getting pummeled by a set of nuts. She tensed, threatening to cum after just a few seconds. That was unacceptable, so, backing off, I licked south, toward the ramming cock, stopping briefly where the cock and pussy met, then going further south licking the bouncing balls before going back up to lick laps around an extremely wet and aroused cunt. It was a wonderful feeling, both cock and pussy, all in one mouthful. The noise, the scent of male and female musk was nearly overwhelming. I breathed it in and set about focusing on giving my wife the best orgasm she had ever had. Seconds later, she was trembling, quivering with each wave of her satisfaction, threatening to pull fist fulls of hair out of my head. It was a good pain, somehow, knowing that this was now the pinnacle of her sexual experience, something that I now needed to top, without help! Lost in her pleasure was another orgasm building. True to his word, Kevin rocked his hips back and lifted up on Steph’s ass, allowing his cock to pop free. His hand was there to meet it and with a few strokes, it a fountain of cum shot onto belly, fist and balls, a sight that nearly gave me a hands free orgasm! I stood up, legs as far apart as I could and with a few pumps of my fist, added my own orgasm.

Several minutes went by and I went for some tissues to begin cleaning up. It took quite a few, but soon all were clean. The purring was nearly audible and with everyone satisfied, we crawled back to the bedroom and fell asleep exhausted.