Gay Erotic Stories

He moved in a few weeks ago. Larry and I had been friends for 7 or 8 years. He is straight. I am gay. We were both cabinet-makers and had helped each other on various projects over the years, that’s how we became acquaintances, then co-workers, then friends.

I had met most of his girlfriends and he knew most of my boyfriends, he didn’t have a problem with me being gay, and I didn’t mind that he fucked women. We both liked beer, weed and discussing subjects from Big brother and the NWO to Aliens, ancient history and time travel. We got to know each other pretty well as friends. So, it was not a big shock when he called me one day and said,

“That bitch finally did it. Sandra threw me out and her new boyfriend is a lawyer. They got a court order against me, froze my bank account. She said she’d let me keep the truck, for now, if I went quietly. But if I gave them a hard time they’d call the cops and process some kind of bogus claim against me. They would have me arrested, truck impounded, me in jail.”

“Wow!” was all I could say. I told him I thought the GF was planning something, several weeks ago, but oblivious strait guy said I was deluded.

“What you gonna do now?”

“Can I crash with you for a few days until I figure it out?”

“Sure, Dude, you know I have a spare bedroom, use it as long as you want.”

“Thanks, see you in about a half hour”, he sounded pretty dejected.

“Ok, see you then. I got lots to drink and some delicious local grown smoke.”

“Perfect”. I could hear a smile in his voice now.

I hung up the phone and collapsed into a chair. OMG, he’s going to live with me for a while! I had fantasized about this since we met.

Larry was close to my idea of a perfect guy. He stood about 6’1”, with light sandy blond hair, steel blue eyes, beautiful aquiline nose, on his handsome German face. He had a lean swimmers build, and a lovely round bubble butt that he kept tightly encased in Cowboy jeans, the kind with a little bit of spandex in the denim, the kind the cowboys wear so their legs and thighs don’t chafe when they ride. Yes, Larry was a cowboy too, and I loved seeing him in his jeans. And now he was going to stay in my guest bedroom.

I had a crush on Larry since we met. I’m sure he knew it, but he always played the consummate strait guy and would steer any conversation way from gay topics.

I looked like I could have been Larry’s smaller cousin, about an inch shorter than him, lighter blond hair than his. I wore my hair long to my shoulders, he kept his hair in a hot, short butch cut.

“Come in, here’s a beer. Put your stuff in the guest room and come sit down.” I loved watching him walk around in his tight jeans.

“Let me have a hit of that,” he said as he walked back into the living room.

“Fuck, dude here,” I handed him the pipe. “Sit down and tell me what happened.”

He took a big hit, finished his beer, got us both another, sat down and proceeded to tell me the long, sad tale of his GF’s treachery.

She is a very pretty blond, about 3” shorter than Larry, pert little nipples that always showed under the tight, shear tops she always wore, a tight, trim figure, and a smile that melted men. Heck, I was almost turned on by her, She captivated Larry.

As he related his tale, he got angrier and angrier. His eyes bulged and the veins in his neck started to pop out as he paced and swore.

“Chill dude, chill. Don’t give yourself a stroke over her. What they’ve done has got to be illegal. We can find a way to stop them, but you can’t beat yourself up any more tonight. Here is a valium to help you calm down, let’s go sit in the hot tub.”

We got along pretty well together and a few days turned into several weeks. I liked having him around, he was neater than I am, and I was a better cook. He even started to relax, and just lounge around the house, shirtless in just sweat pants. I love to be naked at home, but I tried to stifle myself to make Larry feel more comfortable. An oversized t-shirts that hung down just past my bum, and a pair of briefs became my new favorite outfit. As we became more at home with each other, I would sometimes not wear my briefs, just the long t-shirt. That way I almost felt naked, but retained some modesty around my strait roommate. Besides, I thought, he doesn’t notice much what I wear, I’m a guy and he’s a strait guy. Secretly, I felt sexy walking around in just a t-shirt, I still had the hots for him, and sometimes I imagined I was his secret boyfriend.

One morning, I was standing at the stove making breakfast for us. I was wearing one of my sheerest t-shirts and no briefs, he walked up behind me and peered over my shoulder at the stove top. He stood very close to me and I could almost feel his swollen cock through the thin sweats he wore. Then he leaned in and sniffed, his crotch pressing against my ass, only the thinnest of fabric between our naked skin. “Whatcha making for breakfast baby” . He started calling me baby, because he said I reminded him sometimes of his baby brother. Well maybe I did, but when he called me baby, I would almost melt.

“Just bacon and eggs.” I froze as he pressed forward smelling the bacon. This was the closest we had ever stood to one another. When he said “…Baby”, my knees weakened and I slumped against him, falling against his chest and crotch.

He grabbed me under my arm to catch me and raised my t-shirt up several inches, exposing my bare bum. As I caught myself and stood up again, he stepped back and swatted my bare butt.

“Damn, boy, you better start wearing more clothes around the house or you are going to start turning me on”, he laughed.

“I’m not Sandra,” I protested.

“No, but you sure look a lot like her, dressed in that flimsy little shirt. It almost looks like some of the dresses she would wear for me, when she was trying to turn me on.”

“Well, I’m not her, and I’m not trying to turn you on,” I blushed. My face suddenly felt hot and flushed. OMG, it’s like he’s reading my thoughts.

“Hey don’t get excited, I’m just fuckin around. I know you respect that I’m strait. It’s just that I haven’t had sex in almost 6 weeks, and you just looked so cute dressed that way when I walked in the kitchen.”

Did my strait buddy just tell me I looked cute?

“Yeah well, forget it strait boy. I’m a guy, I ain’t nobody’s girlfriend”

“Yeah, I know, because if you were my GF I would have kissed you like this”. He stood behind me again and brushed my hair behind my ear . I felt his lips softly touching my neck, then I felt him press against my butt, his swelling cock nestled in the crack of my ass.

Suddenly terrified, I said “What are you doing?”

“Shhhhhhh”, he gently blew in my ear then swirled his tongue inside.

His arms encircled me and cupped my pecs, holding them like he would a girl’s breasts. He pinched my nipples making the little nubs hard. His cock throbbed against me.

“Stop Dude, you need to find yourself a girl.”

“I think I found one, “he whispered and bit my earlobe, holding me close to him, his hands caressing my chest.

I moaned, “Fuck, man, I ain’t no girl.”

He held me in a vice like grip and slowly humped his hips against my ass. “I see the way you’ve been dressing around the house lately. Sandra used to wear outfits like this. Your ass isn’t as wide as hers, but it’s just as round. “

My shirt had slipped up as he slowly humped me, exposing my bare bum. He pulled his sweats down exposing his stiff, hard cock. Now there was nothing between our naked bodies but some sweat and…something slippery. His cock was leaking precum all over the crack of my bum!!

“I don’t want to talk about her”. As I struggled to pull away, I just succeeded in grinding my ass more firmly against his hard cock.

“No she used to wear frilly panties for me under her shear dresses, You don’t ever wear pretty panties for me”

OMG what was he saying….”I don’t wear dresses, and I sure don’t have any frilly panties”, I protested. But the more I squirmed, the tighter he held me, the more insistently his cock rode my wet crack.

“We’ll talk about panties later, right now I just want this ass. He held me with one arm, while he backed away a little, grabbed his cock with his other hand, lined it up with my pink hole and slowly entered me.

“Noooooooo”, I murmured weakly.

“Shhhhh, we both want this, don’t we, Baby” he returned his both hands to my swollen nipples. He pinched hard, causing me to back away from his hands right onto his thick cock.

“DON’T WE?” he demanded as he stood still, his cock half buried in my wet hole.

“Ohhhhhhhhh”, I moaned. My nipples burned from his pinching, my ass burned from his fat cock , working its way inch by inch into me. I felt my own hard cock slapping against my stomach as he pulled me slowly on to his hard fuck stick.

“that’s it, baby, just relax and sit on my hard cock. Do you feel what you do to me. I’m sure I’m not gay, but your sweet ass has been teasing me so much, these past few weeks”

Then I was sitting in his lap. His pants pulled down to his knees, my shirt hiked up around my waist. His stiff cock buried deep in my ass. As His hands worked my nipples, I squirmed in his lap, milking his hard cock with my tight ass. “Enjoy it he cooed in my ear, you know you wanted it. Now you got it….My hard cock deep in yer tight boy pussy”

It throbbed inside me, the cock I had lusted after for years was now deep in my horny ass. “I’m not your pussy, “I cried, my secret g-spot deep inside tingling as his cock rode past it on each deep thrust”

“You will be, now ride me.”

He slapped my ass and stood up, cock walking me over to the sofa. There, he pushed me down on my face, pulled my hips up toward him and started to ride me.

I knew his cock was big, from the few times I saw it soft. I had never seen it hard, but now it was halfway deep into my ass. I still hadn’t seen it

Then I felt his hips touching my round ass. His cock totally impaled me. He let it rest there, deep in my tight hole. His breathing heavy and ragged as he pressed me down onto the sofa.

He licked my ear, whispering, “Oh baby you are so tight.”

“What the fuck are you doing, “ I moaned, my legs splayed wide as he slowly humped me.

“Just what you wanted all along, my hard cock deep in yer tight lil’ pussy”

“No”, I wailed as he slowly pumped me.

“Yes, “ he said with a sneer in his voice. “I can tell when a bitch is hot for my cock”

Then he stripped my shirt off my body leaving me naked. He pinched my nipples again causing me to back into his cock, driving it deeper into my bum.

I buried my face in the pillow, embarrassed that my strait friend had read me so easily, my cock hard as a rock as he slowly pumped my naked ass. I felt his hand slide down from my nipples and grasp my hard cock, squeeze it for a second then let go

“Just like I thought, he sneered, you like this, you like my hard cock deep in yer pussy.”

“Its not a pussy, “ I whimpered.

He kissed and nibbled my ear fucking me deep and hard, “it’s my pussy now. You are right I should find myself a girl, a sweet girl who loves my cock and wants it, a horny girl who wants to ride my cock.’

I felt his cock rub my hidden g-spot on each deep thrust, making me moan and quiver as I tried to keep my thoughts level and coherent, “What are you saying?”

“Does my cock feel good deep in your tight hole?”

“Yes”

“Do you like me fucking you?”

“Yesssss”, I moaned as he picked up his tempo.

“Do you want me to cum in you?”

“Ohhhh, fuckkk yesssss, “ I wailed

“Good then you can be my new girl friend”

“But I’m a boy”

“Yeah we’ll have to get something to cover yer little dickie. I’m not into guys, so I ain’t interested in yer lil dick, no matter how hard I make it. I am interested in yer pretty figure, your hot ass, and I love your long hair.”

He rolls me over on my back, his cock still deep in my tight ass, and looks into my eyes. “You have always wanted my cock, I didn’t realize, it until I moved in and I saw the sexy way you dress and pranced around me. Now I’m going to give it to you. You want a Strait guy’s cock, you got to be prepared to be his girl friend.”

What had I got myself into, my cock hard as a rock, I was caught in his gaze like a dear in the headlights, my deepest hidden thoughts stripped bare by his cock (actions). He started fucking me again, my hard lil dickie untouched as he pleasured us both fucking my tight hole.

“I want to feel your cum inside me”

“Good , ‘cause I want to breed your pink hole…..I knew we’d both like this”

Then, He started to pound me hard, driving his cock deep into me, making me tingle and quiver as his cock played me.

“That’s it fuck me, fuck me hard, “

“Yeah, bitch, you like my cock, you like it deep in yer pussy”

I felt the sensual tingle of his cock fucking my tight hole, pounding my prostate, building my orgasm on each deep thrust. My cock twitched and jumped every time he said pussy. Was I really his pussy boy?

“Take it cunt.”

I felt his cock explode deep in my pink hole, flooding me with his weeks of built up jizz. At the same time my own cock exploded, without touching it, mirroring the excitement deep in my ass.

He collapsed on top of me, his cock still deep inside me. We breathed slowly together as our libido’s slowed down. Holding each other we slowly, transformed from hot sex, to warm sexy cuddle.

“We’ve never sat this close before”

“I know, but you feel good”. He leans in and kisses me.

“I thought you aren’t gay”

“I’m not, I’m gonna make you into my girlfriend”

Oh Fuck!!