Gay Erotic Stories

Straight Acting, Straight Appearing, Part II Jeremy stepped out of the shower and slowly toweled himself, enjoying the sight of his glistening skin reflected in the mirror. His new year's resolution to start working out more regularly was beginning to show some results. He had already lost 20 pounds and could see a slight definition in his chest. He still had a little work to do, but he felt beautiful. Even more so when he was sexing Keenan - the contrast of their skin tones excited him. Keenan was a rich brown "hershey" while he was "light bright and damn near white". He was always attracted to brothers that were darker than him, plus Keenan had that ruff neck thang happening. He worshiped Keenan's body and last night's episode was one for the books, and he planned to make tonight no exception. Dinner was ready - he had Keenan's favorite, honey roasted turkey wings. Of course he didn't cook it - but Keenan wouldn't know the difference. Jeremy finished, dimmed the lights, and stretched across the bed listening to the quiet storm while he waited for Keenan to arrive. About fifteen minutes later, he heard the keys in the door knob and Keenan's voice. "Yo J.T. what you doing?" He went into the kitchen and saw the food prepared. "Uh oh! Time to get my grub on!" Jeremy came around the corner with nothing on but silk boxers and boots. "Me first," he said pulling Keenan back into the living room. Keenan laughed as he was led into the darkened room. They kissed and Jeremy began to undress him. Keenan was still sweaty from the basketball game, but Jeremy didn't mind. That natural manly smell turned him on, especially with Keenan. He made circles around his nipples with his tongue and licked his chest down the center to his navel. His dick was fully erect and begging to be devoured which Jeremy did hastily. Keenan's joint was more thick than long and Jeremy loved it because he could get it all in his mouth. It hit the back of his throat and he tightened his lips around the shaft enhancing the suction - he moved his head back and forth sucking it hard and tight. Keenan moaned as the pleasure intensified - his nuts smacking Jeremy's throat with each thrust. Jeremy's wiggled his head side to side vigorously as he pushed his face deep into Keenan's pubic hair making his dick enter his throat. Keenan wailed in delight and grabbed the back of Jeremy's head with both hands trying to force his meat even further. Jeremy could sense he was getting close to orgasm and pulled his head away. "No," he gasped looking up at Keenan. "Not yet." He got up and went into the kitchen to get the honey. Upon returning he placed a towel on the sofa and instructed Keenan to kneel on top of it facing the back of the chair. His tight, muscular ass faced Jeremy and he playfully smacked the cheeks. "What are you getting ready to do to me?" Keenan asked. "Shhhhhhhhhhh," Jeremy teased. "I've got this." With that he tilted the bottle of honey at the top of his ass and squeezed out the sweet substance letting it ooze down the slit past his hole. Keenan quivered at the sensation as the warm honey trickled down his ass. Jeremy waited until it had begun to run down his nut sac before he attacked that ass. He started with the nuts and cleaned them well before he went up enjoying the taste of the honey. He made long wet licks between Keenan's ass cheeks - from bottom to top, bottom to top - stopping occasionally to probe the hole. Keenan's body trembled non-stop from the pleasure, but Jeremy would not let up. All Keenan could do was close his eyes and succumb to the ecstasy - every breath was a deep heavy moan of delight. Then Jeremy grabbed Keenan's fat dick and began stroking him from behind, still keeping his face buried in Keenan's ass. Almost instantly, he shot his hot cum as he clutched the back of the chair letting out a wild yell. He gasped uncontrollably as the cum continued to shoot and then pushed Jeremy's hand away. Jeremy laughed, pleased that he had done such a good job and moved over to the love seat. He watched Keenan continue to writhe in sweet torture - his chocolate body glistened with sweat. Jeremy's own erection protruded through the opening of his boxers and he stroked it while watching Keenan sprawled on the sofa. Finally, Keenan turned over, his breathing coming under control and sat back on the sofa. Then Jeremy jumped up and stood in front of him still stroking his dick. It didn't take long for him to climax - he had been hot all day. "Oh, I'm gonna cum now, boy!" Jeremy said looking down on Keenan. Keenan was too worn out to assist, but he slowly rubbed his chest beckoning for Jeremy to let him have it. "Shit, you're trying to kill a brotha," he teased. "Yeah, bring it on baby," he whispered. Jeremy's load hit his chest shot after shot and Jeremy squeezed the last drops into his hand and wiped them off onto the towel. Then he threw the towel in Keenan's face playing with him. "Now go wash your dirty ass!" he joked. Later that evening they enjoyed dinner together and each other. Around 2AM, only two blocks away in building 101, Philip was still moving about in his apartment. He couldn't stop thinking about Keenan all day. He came home and spent another lonely evening jacking off while watching a couple of porno flix. Now he was bored with it all needing the real thing badly, so he decided to take a quick shower and go out for some fresh air. Surprisingly, he was not the only one out and about at this early hour. He recognized some of the neighbors and they stopped and talked for a while. Then he headed over to building 334. He had been curious all day just to see where his dream lover lived. It was risky to do - what if Keenan happened to be see him walking around his building at this time of the night? Would he have the courage to approach him and talk to him? He imagined that he and Keenan could just go off into a secluded area and get busy for a while, but that was just a crazy ass idea. Damn, he was horny! As he got closer, he studied the windows for any sign of life. Most were dark with the curtains drawn and people being asleep, but there were a few where the light from the television danced through. He didn't even know which apartment Keenan was in anyway, so he continued to slowly walk by the building and went on his way through the parking lot. When he got back to his place, he turned off the lights and went to bed. Meanwhile, Keenan and Jeremy had awakened and were at it again. 2:30AM found Keenan deep in Jeremy's ass stroking him slow and in rhythm to the soft music coming from the radio. Keenan was on his back with Jeremy on top straddling him sitting on his fat dick. He could do this forever, but Keenan was always the first to nut. Once his heavy breathing started, Jeremy tightened up and began to grind faster, making Keenan throw his head from side to side in madness. Keenan reached down and grabbed Jeremy's dick and began stroking it - he wanted them to cum together. They moaned and groaned simultaneously from the mutual stroking. "Yeah," Jeremy uttered. "Get in that ass!" Keenan only grunted his satisfaction and exploded inside Jeremy, who squealed as he released his juice over Keenan's body. He fell forward and embraced Keenan as they kissed deeply. "I love you," they whispered to each other. Later, they got up and showered together still feeling electrified. It was only recently that they had been able to enjoy sessions like those of the past two nights. The folks in the apartment below them moved out last week, so they were not worried about anyone hearing them fucking. Afterwards, they changed the bed sheets and fell into a deep sleep in each others arms. The distribution company they worked for was sponsoring its annual barbecue the next Saturday. The week leading up to it was nerve wracking for Keenan. He had received two more anonymous letters and was attempting to do some investigating without drawing attention to himself. By Thursday, he had ruled out Trina and a few other females in the office as his secret admirer, and this process of elimination had him again leaning toward Philip as the guilty party. The mere possibility was eating him up and eventually he chose to initiate some dialogue between the two of them to try to get inside his head. He knew Philip was looking to purchase a new car and he asked if he would like to go test driving during their lunch hour. Philip agreed and off they went. The conversation was typical at first - talking about car models, performance stats, pricing, etc. Philip was loving every minute of it, but was fighting like a champ to hide his inner thoughts. He especially enjoyed testing the Chrysler Sebring convertible. Of course, the car was nice, but Philip looked delectable with the sun shining down on him - his smile was intoxicating and Philip couldn't help but smile whenever he flashed those pearly whites. He felt like he could've just driven off into the sunset with this sexy brotha. Even Keenan had to admit to himself that Philip really was a nice guy basically and attractive also. He casually took in his appearance and sized him up. Hell, if this were another space in time, he could see himself getting with somebody like Philip. He did have the cutest dimples when he smiled and a cute ass to boot - but just a little too shy for his tastes. When they stopped for a traffic light, Keenan dared to pry into his private life. "So, tell me Philip," he asked trying to appear nonchalant. "I never see you talking to no honies - a brother like you has got to have somebody on tap." Philip's heart jumped caught off guard. "Well, you know how it goes, man," he said choosing his words carefully. "If you're not looking to settle down these days, you just bounce from one relationship to another." "Well, for some people I guess that's true," Keenan replied. "I personally am tired of that whole cycle right now," Philip continued. "So, I'm not messing with anybody right now. Trying to keep myself focused on my goals, you know. All that other stuff can come later." "Yeah, I hear that," Keenan said. That was not the direction he had hoped the conversation would take. "Well, you know the honies are gonna be checking you out if you get this baby here." "Well," Philip said nervously. "I guess I'll be doing some checking of my own. Don't want to stay out of the game too long." "Yeah?" Keenan asked. "You got your eye on somebody?" "Well," Philip replied. "There's this cutie in the building I've thought about gettin' with, but I think that they've got somebody. Besides, I don't call myself a playa, so I don't have the nerve to approach them. You know how somebody can just take your breath away and you want to be with that person so bad, but you're scared to take the first step. I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself, you know." Keenan thought he was finally getting somewhere. "So who is it?" he asked. "Nah," Philip said smiling. "I can't tell you that." "What?" Keenan laughed. "You can't trust me?" "You know what I mean, man." Philip explained hoping that he had not offended Keenan. He wanted to let it all out right then and there and confess his deep attraction to him, but then the light changed and he lost his nerve. Even in the convertible, he was starting to sweat lightly. Keenan was silently amused and chose not to press the issue any further. "Yeah, I hear you," he smirked. "Gotta keep things on the DL, kid." There was a brief silence and Keenan slightly reclined in the passenger seat. He laid his head back on the head rest and took a deep breath enjoying the feel of the breeze rushing over him. He had on a pair of shades and though his head was positioned forward, he fixed his eyes on Philip watching his reactions. He noticed how Philip often glanced over at his crotch which was more visible now that he was sitting back in the seat. He was beginning to be turned on by the attention and dared to be mischievous in the matter. He let his mind play back over the sex sessions he and Jeremy had enjoyed lately and all the freaky things they did for hours on end. He even imagined Philip sucking him in the shower at work. Immediately, his dick began to harden causing quite a bulge in his pants, but he did nothing to cover it. He wanted to see what Philip's reaction would be to his apparent arousal. Philip continued to glance over unaware that Keenan noticed his gazes, but he said nothing. He too was sporting a rock hard woodie and was freaking out about how to hide it. Any minute they would be back at the dealership and would have to get out of the car, and he didn't have a jacket to use for cover. Was Keenan playing mind games with him? He decided to slow down and make the trip back take a long as he possibly could without seeming suspicious. Keenan sensed the car slowing and took another deep breath. "So," he asked seductively. "You like this?" Philip was beside himself and gripped the steering wheel tight. Damn! Keenan had figured him out. "What?" he asked incredulously. "Do you like the car?" Keenan grinned. "What did you think I was talking about?" He was having fun with this - his little trick had worked. "Oh!" Philip exclaimed relieved, but he didn't explain his excitement. "Yeah, yeah she's real nice." His erection slowly subsided. "Yeah," Keenan said bringing the chair upright. "I think so too." As far as he was concerned, he had his answer. Philip was the secret admirer, and he felt empowered knowing he had such an effect on him. He smiled to himself the rest of the way back to the car dealership. Little was said between them after that on the way back to the office. To be continued.