Gay Erotic Stories

After a succession of sleepless nights, Ryu laid his brown-haired head to rest on the pillow. Although it was warm and inviting, it did little to help. He still doesn’t know how to be a true martial artist. Not one of the action hero movie people, but a true spiritual martial artist. He reflected upon his life and career, not taking much notice of the fame surrounding him. He thought about the crowds of girls that seem to be everywhere he went, especially Sakura, a charming girl that brought a brief and subtle smile to his face. Ryu closed his brown eyes, and rolled over. A loud ringing disturbed his slumber. It was the alarm call, which he prompted the Hotel receptionist for. He sat up, answered and hung up the phone, and looked down at himself. It was 6:30, and his training was due to start, as he was due to fight Cody the following day. He took a look at his opponents photographs, and smiled confidently as he perused and scanned these photos looking for weaknesses in Cody’s fighting style. There were many, but there was a funny feeling that Ryu had about this guy. Something hypnotised him as he looked at the photo, staring into his future opponent’s eyes. He thought that a shower would be a good idea, whilst it wasn’t bathing in the fresh mountain waterfalls of his Japanese homeland, it was a good alternative. Halfway through there was a knock on the door. He took a towel from the rail and covered his hardened and muscular body. There stood a tall blonde teenager, working as a porter. Ryu invited him in. For about 5 minutes they chatted whilst the breakfast was wheeled in. “I’m afraid I must leave you now” said the porter, standing. “I am due to have a break” “Do you know who I am?” asked Ryu inquisitively “Of course, you are Ryu, one of the world’s best martial artists” said the porter, nervously. Ryu stood up and walked towards him, keeping eye contact at all times. The porter almost shook as Ryu’s face came up very close. Ryu placed a lone finger on his quivering lips and asked how long the break would be. “About an hour” said the porter. Ryu put is lips on the porter’s and said, “I need a room service!” “The porter almost whimpered as Ryu parted his lips and kissed him properly. The porter soon relaxed and kissed back. Ryu’s large chest and defined stomach pushed the porter onto the double bed. Ryu’s solid frame pinned him down, whilst he started to unbutton the teenager’s shirt, to reveal a hairless chest. “Mmmmm…” hummed Ryu in approvement as he started to kiss it. The porter’s hand slid between their writhing bodies and held the towel’s only support, which came away easily. Ryu’s naked body was almost too much for the porter as his hands ran over Ryu’s vein-clad biceps. He helped Ryu take off his smart uniform, and his underwear. Both of these men were now anxious and fumbling to bring each other sexual pleasure. The Porter slipped down the bed to come face-to-face with Ryu’s excitement, and started to lick the pre-cum from his long and solid cock. Ryu slipped himself into the porters face. Ryu moaned as the hot, wet mouth and throat took him in, and accepted the thrusting that the martial artist’s pelvis gave. The blonde guy’s cock was begging for attention, so Ryu turned the boy onto all fours. “Oh, Mr Ryu, Sir…” whimpered the porter, “Please, sir… fuck me” “Unnnghh”. Ryu entered the young man with some considerable force. The Porter moaned and screamed uncontrollably with every stroke that Ryu could give. The porter squealed in delight as Ryu screwed the teenager, hard and deep. Ryu took hold of the porters cock and started to pull his pleasure. The young man sprayed cum all over the now disturbed bed sheets and pillows. Ryu was not finished, he fucked the boy even harder, giving out deep moans and he finally grit his teeth. His cock exploded in the boy’s arse, pumping him full of cum. Ryu gave a grunt to every shot, and then collapsed in a sweaty heap next to his partner. The porter looked at the clock and said, “Shit, I have to go, I might be late!”