Gay Erotic Stories

My girlfriend and I had been seeing less and less of each other, which seemed to suit me fine. One quiet Saturday night had me hankering for a whole new experience. My neighbor was a few years older at 35. Greg always seemed to have lots of friends around, and I knew he had a rotating roster of women passing through. He always had some guys who were very good looking and I wondered about their inclinations. Nonetheless, Greg looked up to me and often came over to ask career advice. Though he wasn't in perfect shape, he was handsome and masculine - a tall guy at 6'4", with nice energy and a killer smile. I always sensed he respected me because my career was going well and he wanted the same thing. I also heard him discuss his various girls dismissively as just a piece of ass, or something to that effect. He was stuck bartending while going to school to finish his degree. He lived next door to me in a duplex that had a nice private yard. He kept a dog that he walked as soon as he came home in the backyard, and he always came home at the same time each night and immediately walked his dog out back. So this one Saturday night I just decided to drink a little and let my imagination roam. I was going to see what Greg was interested in, so I decided under the influence of vodka tonics to have him catch me jacking off and see what would happen. When he walked the dog he can easily see into my living room, and the cool weather allowed me to keep the french doors open. I thought about what position he would like to see, so I thought about what I like about the male physique. I admire a man's muscular ass, viewed from the rear on all fours so that balls are hanging down - so I figured he might like that. I could tease him and then maybe I could turn the tables on him and try fucking a man for the first time. He would probably submit to me since he looked up to me - or so I hoped. As my drinks flowed, I decided to up the ante - I put an old dog collar around my neck and tied the leash to the foot of the sofa - as soon as I saw his lights coming down the street from the front window. I lubed up as I saw him approach on schedule and got into place. I started getting very nervous but was rock hard with excitement. It took a few minutes but I heard his door open next door and the ritual of the dog walk. About 2 minutes out there - which seemed like a lifetime, I felt his gaze - with the dog in tow panting but in the background. Then I heard him and the dog quickly move away. If my plan worked, he would put the dog back in and come spy on me. Sure enough, I heard him creep to the back door. I pushed my cock straight down as i jacked so he could see the length of it and the pounding of my fist into my balls. I knew he was there, but he said nothing - so I pushed up on my knees and reached behind to finger my hole. I gasped as I put two fingers in and then reached around to sniff my fingers. I let out a groan of pleasure. I knew that he was now either revolted or turned on, but there was no going back now after he saw it. I can't explain why it gave me such a charge to humiliate myself in front of another dude. Then I heard the screen door slowly open, Greg being as quiet as he could. It took just a few seconds and he was behind me and whispered "What are you doing dude"? I pretended to be startled and embarrassed, only muttering the word 'FUCK', but he moved quickly. He reached for my balls from behind and then pulled my cock down and started pumping. I couldn't turn around so I supported myself on all fours and let him. Suddenly his face was in my hole rimming it, and I was in ecstasy. Man, that felt so good - my fiance would never do this. He stopped for a few seconds to ask if that was what I needed. Before I could answer I felt a finger freely exploring my hole and I moaned. This was followed by 2 fingers which went in easily since I had been having my own hot foreplay for nearly 2 hours. He switched back to rimming me - the same way I ate pussy, sometimes playfully biting around that area but always a little tease and aggression. When he stopped for a few seconds I thought this is the time to take charge, get his clothes off anf fuck him. Before I could think I felt something in my hole - which I thought was fingering me again. But there was a jolt - a pain I never experienced. He shoved his cock halfway in my hole. Thankfully he stopped and told me to relax and kissed the side of my neck. He then leaned more on top of me and grabbed my naked chest and slowly pushed his throbbing cock all the way in. I was in total shock - I had not thought this guy would walk over and fuck me. Yet before any thoughts could be processed he was thrusting in and out, harder and harder. In hindsight he had great rhythm, but I was in disbelief right then. How could my neighbor bartender who asked me, the accomplished career track guy, for advice be fucking me without my permission. No more whispering, he barked 2 or 3 times; "Is this what you need Bitch"? you fucking like this, don't you? Not exactly a conversation of equals. It probably lasted 3 or 4 minutes, but he came inside me and it was done. I was still stunned and he zipped up and walked right out. How was I going to hold my head up around him again?