Gay Erotic Stories

This story is purely a work of fiction. What can I say...the fantasy runs rampant. As always, please practice safe sex. Working for a major music magazine, I get to meet all sorts of people, many of whom I'd love to fuck, but none that I've wanted to fuck more than Kevin Richardson of the Backstreet Boys. There's just something about his chiseled good looks, his lean taut body, and his physical presence. Having met Kevin before in a prior interview, I contacted their manager to do a "feature piece" on the Boys. All was arranged so that I would interview each member of the group separately (and of course arranged so that Kevin would be last). But first a bit about myself. I'm 6'6" tall, packing a frame of about 210 pounds of average muscle, typical brown hair and blue eyes, a nice hairy well defined chest as well as hairy legs and ass, sporting a nice average sized 7-inch cut cock. Being the top reporter of our magazine, of course, enabled me to get away with certain perks. The perk most needed for this job was the company suite at the Palace. As I finished the interview with Howie, I took a little time to shower and freshen up a bit. After all, if this seduction was going to work I might as well be prepared. After cleaning up, I strategically placed some gay magazines around the coffee table. Not that any of this was particularly subtle, but I figure it would let me know for sure just how far this might go. Just as I finished, there was a knock at the door. Having gotten out of the shower a few minutes ago, I was clothed in the standard issue hotel robe. Which, I must say, was cut so as to reveal as much of a man's chest as possible without taking the robe off and stopped about the top of the knee. Thus showing off my hairy chest and legs for anyone who wanted to look. I answered the door and my heart leapt up into my throat. Here, standing before me, was the object of more fantasies than I could count. He was wearing a tight fitting t-shirt and a pair of baggy jeans. We shook hands and I invited him in. I apologized for my attire saying that I had just finished taking a shower. He said, "Hey man, it's no big thing. If we're gonna do this, might as well be comfortable" I thought, "Yes...this is going just the way I had hoped." We talked for about half an hour about the music scene and all that was involved with it. Every now and then I would not so casually adjust myself. Throughout our conversation, I noticed Kevin taking more than just a peek at some of the magazine covers that lay on the table before him. Wait a minute, was that, I could have swore that his crotch was starting to grow some. I excused myself to go to the restroom, which was behind him a little. I got into the bathroom and slid the door almost all the way shut. No sooner had I slide the door shut, Kevin was all over a copy Honcho that was in front of him. I quickly finished, and returned to the door watching him and plotting my next move. As I watched him flip the pages of the magazine while rubbing himself through his jeans, I finally decided what I would do. I went out the door that led into the bedroom, and circled around until I was standing directly behind him. Being barefoot made it easy for me to move stealthily to my prey. I stood behind him and watched as he rubbed what appeared to be a sizeable bulge through his jeans. Then quickly, without thinking, I put both hands on his shoulder and started giving him a shoulder rub. He started moaning and I thought to myself..."Gotcha!". As I continued to rub his shoulders, I slowly started to move down the front of his body. Slowly massaging his nice tight chest, feeling along his defined six-pack abdomen, stopping just at the top of his pants. "You don't think that your going to go that far and just stop do you?" he asked with a grin. "Brian just hasn't been putting out like he use to and all I can think of right now is fucking you". I moved around the couch as he stood up. "Well", I said, "fucking works both ways with this reporter stud." Kevin had a look of shock flash across his face. "I've never been fucked dude, I've always just done the fucking" I said, "We can do anything you want, but if you want to fuck me, then you'd better be ready to be fucked as well." With that said, I pulled him to me and kissed him deeply. Our hard cocks pressing into each other as we began a slow grind there in front of the couch. I started to peel his t-shirt of him, stopping long enough to bite a bit on his dark quarter sized nipples. He had just a trace amount of hair on his chest. In a word, he was perfect. He untied my robe and pushed it off of my shoulders. There I was, standing completely naked in front of my dream man. I undid his jeans as he started to grab for my cock. I pulled away, teasingly and said "Slow down there guy, I want this to last!" As I pushed his pants down, I notice that his boxers were forming quite a tent. Once I got his pants off, I got down on my knees and slowly started to pull down his boxers. As I got the boxers off, Kevin's hard cock, already dripping with precum came flying up and hit me in the chin. As I grabbed hold of his cock, I managed a gasp at the sheer size of his hot man meat. I had to be at least a 10 inch hunk of uncut flesh. A momentary flash of fear ran through my mind as I tried to determine the possibility of being fucked by this rod. Well, that though lasted about as long as it took we to attack his cock. As I slowly engulfed the head of his cock, he took over. He grabbed the back of my head and started fucking my mouth like a locomotive. He managed to last about 5 minutes until I felt his body begin to shudder. Ahhhh....his load was on it's way down the long shaft. When the fist spurt of cum hit the back of my throat, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. About 5 minute later when his load subsided, he collapsed on the couch. "Man, I've never had a blowjob like that before!" I stood up in front of him waving my cock in front of him. I one swift move, he was off of the couch and had my cock buried down his throat. Sad to say, I didn't last long. After all, the very embodiment of all my fantasies was sucking my dick at the moment. After he finished swallowing my load, I looked down and noticed that life had once again entered his cock. But this time, it looked bigger. "Well, here goes nothing" I thought. I stood up and led him into the bedroom, where I proceeded to lay him down on his back. I grabbed the lube from beside the bed and began to lube everything up. He said, "Here, let me help you" as he started to work a finger up my tight hole. I moaned in sheer pleasure as he worked and worked. Before long he had added a second and third finger. Just very thought of Kevin getting me ready to plow my ass with his cock got my cock hard and dripping with precum again. I pushed him back down on the bed and straddled his godlike body. I grabbed his cock by the base and slowly, ever so slowly, started my long descent onto his throbbing cock. As the head of his cock slipped into my ass, I once again thought I'd die and gone to heaven. The pain gave way quickly to pleasure like I'd never known. As I reached the end of my descent, he looked at me in shock. "No one has ever taken all of it before", he moaned. "Just lay back and enjoy the ride", I said to him as I started riding him. At that moment in time, I was a champion steer rider, holding on for the world record. He started thrusting into me as I would begin to descend. In a moment of sheer fear, he flipped me over and threw my legs over his shoulders. Then he said, Hold on, now it's my turn" He started pumping into me with a speed that I never could have imagined. Sweat started forming all over his body. After about 20 minutes, he tensed up, screaming " I'M CUMMING". He then proceeded to unload his second load into me. He collapsed onto me panting like he had just finished the workout of his life. (Well....he had!) As we lay there in each others arms, he said, "Brian will never compare to you!" I looked him in the eyes, smile a devilish little smile, and said "Ahhh...but now the REAL fun begins" "You were SERIOUS?" he cried. "But of course", I replied, "but don't worry, it will be the experience of a lifetime for you". I grabbed the bottle of lube and started working on his ass. I slipped one finger into his tight hole and heard him expel a breath of air. "Mmmmmmmm...that doesn't feel to bad" he exclaimed. "Just wait", I said, "this is just the tip of the iceberg." Slowly and patiently I kept working until I had three fingers buried deep in his hole. After deciding that he was stretched enough for the time being, I positioned the head of my cock on his hole. "Please go slow" he pleaded. I just smiled and started to push the head of my cock in. A brief look of pain flashed across his face for an instant. I slowly kept pushing deeper into his hole. Slowly and relentlessly. Then, without warning, he reached around, grabbed my ass and pulled me deep into him. "Stop pussyfooting around and fuck me already", he screamed. I started to pound his ass without abandon. Relentlessly plowing the hole that I had fantasied about night after night. After about 3 position changes I felt the oh so familiar stirring of my load. I pulled him up to me and kissed him deeply as I began to empty my load into his ass. When I had diminished, we collapsed into a head and began kissing feverishly. "That was the best thing that ever happened to me" he kept saying over and over again. "Anytime, anyplace" was all I could manage to get out. After recuperating for a while, we repeated the whole thing over again. After we had both spent out third loads into each other, it was time for him to go. As he walked out the door, he turned around and kissed me. "I'm thinking I might have to go solo and have you manage me" were the last word I heard as the door closed between us. **I hope you liked my story! E-mail me with comments at gmcelroy@advancenet.net. Greg