Gay Erotic Stories

Steve and I were thirsty after a round of golf, so we decided to stop in at a bar that I had not been to before on 12 mile, in Detroit. Normally we went to a strip club, but this day we ended up at a bar on 12 mile and Harper. I have always been kind of gay. I love to suck dick, lick balls, and let a guy fuck me deep with his cock. This day would be no exception. I was wearing a hoodie which may have made me look a bit gay, I don't know. But the guy sitting next to me sure did give me the sign that he wanted to get to know me better. I obliged indiscretely. Steve did not know at this point that I liked other men. I had a girlfriend. But lately her pussy wasn't enough. I wanted a nice stiff pole to suck and fuck.

Mike and I sat and chatted. Since my gaydar was on, I could tell he was interested. And this got my juices flowing. I casually glanced down at where his cock would be and noticed a nice thick throbber half way down his leg. I thought, Oh my, could I even take it all.

With no further thought of Steve or Michelle, I proceeded to reel in my future lover, letting him know that he was just a suck and fuck away. Mike and I hit it off right away. He was certainly interested in getting to know be better when he offered to refill my rum and coke. The golf, along with this sexy man now before me were making my head woozy.