Gay Erotic Stories

As Johnny Rocker gave me a quizzical look, I told him I wanted to suck his cock for him. He said thanks a lot for the offer, but I am straight. I had to reason with him...I would never get a chance like this again. I told him that after the tough series his team had, nothing would do him better than a blow job.. After he shot his load, I told him he would sleep like a baby on the flight home. Plus there was no one around and no one would ever know. He looked at me again through the hole and then he slowly stood up. His cock was a great sight. Hanging there in all its glory with a nice thick bush and low hangers....my favorites. He maneuvered him self over to the hole and stuck his cock through. It was soft and I went right to work to change that. I engulfed his cut cock and began to tongue bath it, paying special attention to underneath the head. The smell from his crotch was like a drug....that musky smell of a worked body. His cock was at full mast and was at least 9.5" I worked it for all it was worth. From the moans from the other side, I think he was enjoying it. I stopped and sucked on his balls and got an even great smell than before. I licked my way back up his cock and began sucking again. He began to move his hips in connection with my bobbing. This was great. The intensity built and I could feel his cock head swell in my mouth. I was soon rewarded with an explosion of hot cum in my mouth and it continued to erupt. After he stopped cumming, I licked his cock and balls clean. He stepped back and stuffed all back in his Levi's. He then bent down and told me "thank you, that was great...I wish I could do something in return, but its not my dance" I told that letting me suck him was enough and that he male musk smell was the biggest turn on of all. He smiled at me and then he reached into his duffel bag a pulled out a pair of white Calvin Kline underwear. He pushed them through the hole and then said " these are for you, I wore them during the World Series" I said thanks and he stood and left. I sat back on the toilet and brought his soiled under wear up to my nose. I took a deep breath and his man musk was heavy in my nose. I looked closely at the well worn underwear and realized I was hard as a rock. I began inhaling deep, through the crotch of the underwear and jerking myself off. I blew the biggest load ever against the door of the toilet. I cleaned up and realized I had to catch my flight. I put Johnny Rockers used underwear in my pocket and rushed to catch my flight. I couldn't wait to get home and jerk off again. I would go to sleep every night with Johnny Rockers World Series Souvenir !