Gay Erotic Stories

Finally, one day he told me to get in and we went to the south part of town and off this dirt road. We started playing with each other and while his dick wasn't any longer than mine, about 7.5c, he had about 8 inches around. THICK to say the least.

He starts by going down on me and he could give head. He did this for a minute and asks "do you want to blow me." He didn't have to ask twice, that's for sure. I go down on him and this dick of his just stretches my mouth wide open. After a few minutes of blowing him he says something that to this day I can't make out and cums in my mouth. Talk about bad tasting cum. This shit was horrible.

I'd see this guy at the park every once and a while, but he wouldn't play. Same deal everything, he'd be hard in his pants and groping himself, but wouldn't play. Odd was all I could say.

One day I'm at the mall. I was just walking around and not doing anything in particular. I looked over at this jewelry store and there he was, looking like he was putting the moves on this chick big time. I caught his eye and started heading down the road, thinking maybe I could meet him at the park later. Mind you, I was on my bike at the time. A minute later he drives up. "hey whats going on" and his dick was hard. He said "put your bike in back and lets go." We go to the same spot as before, but this time, he makes bee line for this tree. I follow and catch up and he's standing there with his dick hanging out. It was just as thick and long as I remembered it from the first time.

This time, it was just me blowing him and that worked for me very well. After a few minutes of this he mumbled something about cumming and shot in my mouth. Again, terrible tasting cum, but it was fun never the less.

I saw him once after that, but same deal. Dick hard and wouldn't play. O'well...