Gay Erotic Stories

It wasn't the job of a lifetime, but it would help to cover my expenses during senior year in college. I would be assisting the business manager of Tuxedos, a club that featured male strippers "for ladies only." While the money was just okay and the hours were kinda crazy, there was one major and unique perk of the job: I got to regularly check out the studs who stripped for the women at the club every night. No one knew I was gay and I wasn't telling anyone. For the most part, the dancers were really nice guys. They were all gorgeous. One dancer was especially hot. His name was Enrique, but he liked to go by the name "Rico." It wasn't just his stage name. He liked to be called Rico all the time. Rico was Puerto Rican, about 25, with long black hair and sexy black eyes, a killer smile and one of the most beautiful bodies I'd ever seen. The first time I saw Rico was when he came into the office to talk to the business manager about something. He was wearing a skin-tight, long sleeve, white mock turtle neck. Judging from the way it clung to every ripple of his muscular upper body, I figured it must have been made a cotton/spandex blend. He had on a pair of loose-fitting blue jeans. Even though they were loose-fitting, they didn't hide what looked like an ample package up front and a high, perfectly round ass in the back. When Rico approached me and asked whether the business manager was in, it took me a minute to answer. I was tongue-tied with lust. Rico repeated, "Is he here?" "Oh, yeah," I said, "he's here. Go on in." As he went through the office door, I took the opportunity to get another look at that fine-looking ass. Rico wasn't the "star" dancer. But when he hit the stage, the women went wild. He had a couple of different acts. He did a shower scene, where he stripped down to a g-string, got underneath a shower that was set up on stage, and lathered himself up. Sometimes he did a waiter act during which he'd strip out of a tight-fitting tuxedo. And then there was my personal favorite: he'd perform a Latin lover act to "Rico Suave" by Gerardo. Rico looked a lot like Gerardo (who I always thought was hot, even if he did put out cheesy music). For that one Rico would come out on stage in tight, faded blue jeans with a rip in one knee, a zipped up black leather motorcycle jacket, and motorcycle boots. The first time I peeked out at the stage to watch Rico do the Latin lover, I was hooked. He'd slowly unzip the black leather jacket within seconds of coming out on stage. The women screamed as he ran his hands up and down his perfect, 6-pack abs while gyrating his hips to the beat of "Rico Suave." Some woman was picked to sit up on the stage. Once Rico had removed the black leather jacket, he turned his attention to this lucky woman, straddled her, and give her a brief lap dance in his jeans. He slowly and seductively slid back and forth on the woman's lap, his denim-clad crotch touching her each time. As I watched from behind a side curtain, my dick began to stir in my own jeans. The woman looked like she was in ecstasy. Rico kept his eyes locked on the woman's. He must have known that he was driving her crazy. Shit! He was driving me crazy, and I was only watching. After a minute or so of this, Rico stood up and danced around the stage dressed only in his tight jeans and motorcycle boots. He hit the floor and simulated fucking motions. The woman in the audience screamed even louder. Then Rico, still on the floor, slid over in the direction of the woman who was seated on the stage. Sitting on the floor right in front of her, he spread his legs wide apart and slowly began to rub his hand over his crotch. Her eyes were locked on Rico's hand as it caressed his denim-covered Puerto Rican dick. I'm sure she wished her hand was there. I know I did. Then Rico one of his legs on one of the woman's legs, then his other leg on her other leg. She pulled his boots off, then his socks. She felt his legs up a bit, but Rico moved quickly. He took his legs off hers, kept them spread wide apart, undid the button on the top of his jeans and gave his crotch another rub. Then he hopped up on his feet. Rico slowly unzipped his jeans and began to push them down, revealing a bright white g-string that left little to the imagination. Even from where I was standing, I could see the outline of his long dick straining against the front of the g-string. The screams from the women in the audience were almost deafening. God this guy was hot! Rico ran his thumb up and down the length of his dick in the g-string. He danced around a bit more and then headed back to the woman who was seated on the stage. He took one of her legs, placed it between his own, and began to slide his g-string-covered dick up and down her leg. The head of his dick was running right along her leg. My own dick was now almost completely stiff. I had to a little quick adjusting of my own equipment. I figured the woman on the stage was probably sitting there in a pair of soaking wet panties. After a minute of so of sliding his dick up and down this woman's leg, Rico straddled her again and gave her another lap dance. This time, when his dick would hit her torso, he rub it around a bit before sliding away. Somehow this didn't interrupt the simulated fucking motion Rico had going on. It looked as if the woman was going to faint. I looked at over the crowd and saw several ladies fanning themselves. The woman was running her hands all over Rico's hard body. I thought I caught her grabbing a feel of his dick, too. Then Rico stopped moving, grabbed the woman's head, and gave her a long kiss. As Rico moved away from her mouth, this woman's head went back. She was a goner. Rico stood before her for a second and she placed some money in his g-string. Rico gave her a kiss on the cheek and then headed for the edge of the stage. Rico pulled his g-string down for just a second, giving the ladies a brief glimpse of his dick. They screamed like they hadn't screamed before. From where I was standing, I couldn't really see it. He pulled it back up (the guys weren't really supposed to do that). A crowd of women rushed forward and Rico's g-string filled up with tips. By the time he left the stage, it looked like his g-string was made of money. As he came off stage, Rico passed me. "Hey," he said. I said "Hey" right back. He rolled his eyes, looking as if the whole thing kind of bored him and walked off. I headed directly to the men's room and jerked off. I came within seconds. At home that night, I jerked off like 3 times thinking about Rico. Every once in a while I'd see Rico around the office and I'd just stare at him. I couldn't believe how hot he was. And, if I was around the club at night, I made sure I'd catch Rico's act from off stage. The women were wild for him and the wilder they got the wilder he got. One night he grabbed his g-string-covered dick and began to stroke it as if were jerking off. What was clearly a long piece of meat began to rise in Rico's hand and harden. He kept stroking it. That night, he turned to the lucky bitch who'd been selected to be on stage during his act and kept stroking right in front of her face. Her eyes were locked on Rico's hand gliding up and down the length of his hardened dick through his g-string. She fainted. They actually had to carry her off stage. I had to make a quick trip to a stall in the men's room for a little stroking of my own. One afternoon was coming to work. I was walking through the empty club room and there was Rico on stage, no music playing. He looked as if he were trying out some new moves. He looked so hot. He had on a pair of tight faded cutoffs and a white T-shirt that was cut off just below his pecs, exposing his perfect torso. "Yo, kid," Rico called to me as I tried to look like I wasn't checking him out. "Hey, Rico," I replied, what's up?" Rico said, "I'm tryin' some new shit out. No one's around. Wanna be my, ya know, guinea pig?" I would have done just about anything to have Rico strip just for me, but I didn't want to give myself away. "Well," I said, "I kinda gotta get to work." "Hey, listen," Rico replied, "the old man's not here. It'll only take a few minutes. It's hard for me to try stuff out without having someone watching." I figured I'd give one more reason why I shouldn't be the "guinea pig," even though I wanted to be (and could feel my dick twitching in my jeans already). I asked, "Yeah, but wouldn't you rather have a woman?" "Don't make no difference to me," he replied, "I've do this for guys sometimes, too. I've seen ya checking my acts out every once in a while. Just let me know how you think this one stands up to what you've seen." I said, "Okay, no problem." I went to sit at one of the tables. But Rico said, "No, no. Sit up here on stage, like the chicks that get picked when I do my stuff." I paused. "Come on," he said, "what are ya, uptight or something?" I replied, "No, that's one thing I'm not: uptight." So, I took the seat on the stage with Rico, praying that no one else would come in. "Okay," Rico said, standing in front of me, "this is like a beach guy thing, right? They're gonna put a palm tree or something out here for this routine. Check it out." He pressed the button on a portable CD player that he had on the stage with him and he started to dance. I crossed my legs just in case things got harder in my pants. The music was pumping and so was Rico. He didn't come close to me at first. He was rubbing his hands all over his rock hard torso, pushing the white cut-off T-shirt up, exposing his gorgeous pecs. Then he slowly pulled off the shirt, rubbing it all over his body. Then, T-shirt in hand, he unbuttoned the top button of his tight, faded cutoffs. He came towards me and tossed the cut-off T-shirt on my face. Man did it smell good! Some kind of cologne I couldn't identify, but I wished I could keep sniffing it. But I didn't want to miss a second of what he was doing, so I tossed it to the side. Still not coming too close, Rico slowly began to unzip the cutoffs. He turned around, his perfect round ass facing me, bent over and pushed the cutoffs down. He was wearing an orange, spandex swimsuit that looked like boxer briefs. God his ass was perfect! He reached his hands between his legs, still bent over, and began to rub his ass cheeks. I could make see the outline of his balls hanging between his legs in the swimsuit. He turned around, hit the floor, and began to slide towards me, sort of like he was swimming. When he got within inches of where I was sitting, he stood up. Rico said, "Look, this is the first part where I touch the person. You cool with that?" "Um," I was delirious, "yeah, okay." He made me stand up and he began to rub his body against mine. The spandex swimsuit glided easily across my jeans. I could feel Rico's dick as it rubbed against me. "Shit," I thought, "he's gonna know I'm getting a hardon." He rubbed himself against me a little harder and a little slower. Then he moved away. The bulge in the front of my jeans was unmistakable. I was totally hard. Rico looked at it and said, "Ah, cool. Someone who can really judge this." I went to cross my legs again, but Rico said, "No, no. It's okay, man." So, I sat there, legs spread a bit, and waited for what was to come next. Rico picked up a bottle of what looked like sun tan lotion. It was clear as he drizzled it all over his body. He slowly rubbed it all over himself, even across his crotch. The spandex clung even more closely to his body as the oil soaked in. The outline of Rico's dick was very clear. He covered his legs with the oil. Then he began to pull the swimsuit down. Underneath was the skimpiest fucking g-string I'd ever seen in my life. It just about held Rico's tremendous equipment. It was orange, like the swimsuit. Rico lifted my leg up and straddled it, like I'd seen him do to all those girls on stage before. He began to run his g-string-covered dick up and down the length of my leg. Even through my jeans I could feel the head of Rico's dick as it went up and down my leg. I was getting hotter and hotter. Rico seemed to know what he was doing to me. He started to smile a bit. Then he gave me a lap dance. It was slow and hard, his dick hitting my abdomen and running over my crotch. It went on for like 5 minutes. When Rico stepped away from me, the front of my jeans was completely strained by my fully erect dick. "Excellent! Excellent," Rico said approvingly as he watched me readjusting my swollen package. The combination of being so turned on and so totally embarrassed had my face turn completely red. I looked up at Rico. I could see a rise in his g-string. "I like it. I like what I've done to you," Rico said. He continued, "I never get to finish the ladies off. Not that I want to so much. But let me take you and finish you off, you've been such a great guinea pig. Come on man. You know you want to." I did! I followed Rico to the men's room. We went in. He locked the door, dropped to his knees in front of me, unzipped my jeans, pulled down my underwear and took began to take my dick into his hot mouth. I was so turned on from the strip and by the idea that my dick was in this incredible hunk's mouth that it didn't take long for me to be on the verge of shooting my load. I looked down. Rico, while sucking my dick, had pushed down his g-string and was stoking his enormous, fat-headed dick. Seeing that and the feel of his velvet-like tongue slathering my dick threw me over the edge. I exploded in his mouth. He took every drop. Then he pushed me down onto the toilet seat and slowly slid his dick into my mouth. I was only too anxious to get a taste of it. I give amazing head, so I've been told. I made sure I gave Rico my best work. He began to groan and say shit in Spanish. It was nice to make him a little crazy. I held back a bit when I sensed he was about to cum. But then he came. His hot load shot into my mouth and slid down my throat. I lapped it up. I'd wanted Rico from the moment I saw him. Now I had him completely.