Gay Erotic Stories

I've always been straight, but I was always curious about what it would feel like to be with another man. I wondered what it would be like to give a blowjob and feel cum shot into my throat, or be fucked by a man and get his load delivered in my ass. I thought I would never know because I was afraid of what my life would turn into if I ended up being gay. I cruised the gay chat rooms and cybered with lots of men who never knew I wasn't gay. I looked at the gay personals and fantasized about meeting one of the men in there for an encounter, just to see what it would be like. I gave myself enemas and tried various things in my ass to see how it felt. I liked it but knew it wasn't the same as having a real man. So it just remained my secret. I travel a lot for business and one weekend, that all changed. I was on a trip to New Orleans and found out through an off-handed comment that one of the clubs near my hotel was a gay bar. I finished my meetings late one night and sat in my hotel room, talking myself in and out of going to the bar. My curiosity won out and at about 11:30 I nervously walked into the bar and sat down. I tried not to be nervous or obvious, but the bar was almost empty, so I felt like every eye was on me as I sat down at a table near the bar. It took about 20 minutes for a man to approach me. I was shaking like a leaf inside, hoping that he couldn't tell. I had told myself when I went in if I couldn't deal with it, I could act like I was surprised to be hit on and walk out. When this man came up to my table, I had a moment of truth where I had to decide whether I was going to back out or go through with it. He walked up and asked if he could join me and I stammered out a "Yes." I looked him over and liked what I saw. He was pretty average looking, about 6 foot with a good build, not too skinny but not a gorilla either. He was a few years older than me and carried himself with a lot of composure. Once we started talking, I decided that we needed to move quickly or I might lose my nerve. Our conversation progressed through small talk to innuendo and within a short period, we were on our way to my hotel room. There was no pretense or nervousness when we got into my room. I locked the door and turned toward him to get my first man-kiss. His hands grabbed at my ass and pulled me to him as his tongue explored my mouth. I went straight to his crotch and started rubbing his cock. I undid his belt and pants and knelt in front of him as I pulled them down in one move with his boxers. For just a moment, I thought I had made a big mistake. The cock that I saw in front of me would have made most porn stars green with envy. It wasn't really long, probably 6 1/2 inches, but it was as thick as a pipe. I immediately thought there was no way I could handle it. It was already wet with precum and I licked a drop from his slit and rubbed my tongue over the head. I opened my mouth and started sucking the tip, trying to work it into my mouth. I stroked the part that wasn't in my mouth yet with one hand and rubbed his balls and crotch with the other. He put his hands on my head and started pressing my face towards him. I tried to swallow as much of his swollen cock as I could, but it kept getting harder and I just couldn't get that much into my mouth. I gagged a little when he pushed too hard, so he took his hands off my head and let me work as much of his cock as I could handle. I loved having his cock in my mouth, tasting his salty precum on my tongue, but I knew it wasn't satisfying him because I couldn't swallow his whole member. After having sucked his cock for a few minutes, he pulled me up and moved me towards the bed, pulling off my clothes as we went. I grabbed some lotion from the nightstand and hopped up on the bed on all fours. He knelt on the bed behind me and I knew that I was finally going to know what man love was. I bent over and pushed my ass back towards him. I had my legs spread wide and my back arched down so my crack spread out in front of him. I laid my chest down on the bed and reached back with both hands and pulled my cheeks apart so he could easily get at my asshole. I felt his finger slide up inside me, spreading lube deep into my hole. He then put two fingers inside and started working them around, pushing on my insides. I thought about loosening up for him and he felt my ass muscles start to relax. His fingers slid out of me and just for a moment, I felt empty inside. He moved on the bed and when I felt his thighs against mine, I knew that feeling would not last. Even with me bent all the way over and pulling my hole as wide as I could get it, his cock still pushed up against the outside of my asshole. The head of his cock was so thick; I could feel the edges of it against my ass before the tip started putting pressure on my hole. I tried to relax and thought about the feeling of receiving him in me. His hands slid around to my hips and started to pull us together. His cock pushed my asshole in as he squeezed us towards each other. I thought it was too thick, I thought he wouldn't be able to get it in me because my asshole just wouldn't spread that wide, but all of a sudden, he pressed just hard enough and my hole gaped open. With a pop, the tip of his cock was in my ass and my hole was strained wide open around it. I felt my ass burning as it stretched to accommodate him, but once I felt the tip inside me, I knew that I would want it all. He held still for a moment, not moving. As my ass relaxed a little and started to accept him, my hole slid back down his cock a little. He had pressed so hard to get his thick meat inside me that my hole had been shoved up between my cheeks and as the rim of my asshole started to accommodate his shaft, it pushed back out away from me and started down the length of his cock, sucking it in like my mouth had just moments before. Then, just as I was starting to think I could handle him, he pushed his cock further up in me. I thought I would split in half. I had ass fucked myself with dowels, flashlights, and other hard objects before, but I never felt this full with any of those. My asshole was stretched out to the point where I thought it would tear, but when he started pushing the rest of his cock inside me, I felt like the whole bottom half of my body was swelling up with the pressure. It was the most bittersweet feeling I've ever experienced. There was pain and pressure, but at the same time, the stimulation and the thought of having this man's cock inside me, fucking me from behind was washing me with pleasure. He started to fuck, sliding in and out, slow and deliberate. Each stroke was perfect, all the way out so my hole was just gripping the tip of his cock and then all the way in until I could feel his head pushing up against my insides, his hips against my cheeks and his balls against my crotch. I was so stretched so tight, I could feel the ridge on the head of his cock rubbing me as it moved in and out. He got into a rhythm and I started working back, meeting his thrusts with my ass, and trying to help him get deeper into me. Having my ass full of his cock, his hands on my hips controlling my moves, his balls slapping into me with each thrust, I felt like I was worshipping at some ancient altar and receiving him in me like a sacrifice. I was just getting used to the feeling of his cock in my ass when he began grunting and fucking me faster. His strokes were shorter and he fucked me harder with each stroke, slamming his hips into my ass cheeks, his cock burying itself deep into my asshole. My ass was wrapped so tight around his member, that I could feel the first pulses of his orgasm. His load spurted into my ass and I felt his cock get slicker with his cum. He must have cum a lot or he spurted when his cock was almost out of me, because I felt some juice running down my crotch toward the back of my balls. I reached down and rubbed the overflow along the length of my cock, adding flavor for later. When he had exhausted himself, I slid down on my stomach and he laid on top of me, his wet cock still buried in my ass. We laid like that for a while as his hard-on faded. My ass kept a firm grip on his cock as it shrank and when it was finally completely drained, he pulled out. My ass was sore, but there was no doubt in my mind that I would need to feel his cock in me again. For the last 4 months, I have received him almost every night. Some nights he fucks me twice. I now know that man love is the only love for me and I am so grateful to him for bringing that out in me. I am never quite as happy as when I first bend over and feel his cock pushing up in me. That is true bliss.