Gay Erotic Stories

I sat in the kitchen waiting for Robert to come in. He told me to wait there while he went up and got ready. Nights out with Rob were always wild. He was the guy who would always be up for anything, dancing, drinking and especially flirting. He would regularly tell me about his conquests, and according to him at least, there were quite a lot. But I couldn’t think about the impending night, all I could about was Rob. His jet black hair was probably soaked as he stood in the shower, with the water cascading over his perfectly formed abs. My 7 inch cock was getting rock hard just at the thought of him, I certainly didn’t want to go out now, all I wanted to do was to grab my hard cock and jerk it until I came all over the floor. At that point I looked up and Rob was standing in the doorway, dressed in a shirt that emphasised every perfectly shaped muscle on his torso.

“You ready?” He said. “Erm…yeah, sure.” I stuttered. “Well, come on then, let’s go!” Rob said as we left the house, not knowing what would happen in the next few hours. We went to the club we always go to and of course, the ladies were all over Rob. I couldn’t help but sit back and watch as numerous ladies caressed his arms and kissed him passionately. I just wished I was doing it. By 2am Rob came over and said we should head on home. We were both slightly drunk so the journey home was quite an adventure. We stumbled through the door of his house and headed upstairs to get ready for bed. I was to sleep on the floor beside Rob’s bed, but I didn’t really mind; just knowing that I was going to be so close to this gorgeous piece of manhood really turned me on. The next step was to see when it was appropriate to leave to have a sneaky wank.

Rob opened the door to his bedroom and I first noticed there was nothing set up for me to sleep. “Where am I supposed to sleep Rob?” I said. “Oh shit David, I completely forgot. Well I guess you’ll just have to bunk in with me.” At that moment all my dreams came true. “I guess that will have to do.” I said as we started to get ready for bed.

I was busy taking off my top and, by the time I had finished, I had noticed that Rob had stripped right down to his boxers. For a split second I stood and stared at his wonderful body. But it was not his sculpted abs or defined pecs I was staring at; it was the huge bulge I could see in his boxers. So the rumours were true, Rob indeed had a truly gigantic cock…

[To Be Continued…]