Gay Erotic Stories

After stopping at my local XXX store that evening I finished my jerk-off and headed home still thinking about my trip to Dallas and the episode at the Regal store. I was suffering through awakenings that I didn't understand and that night I slept fretfully and actually dreamed about that big stiff cock that was punching through the hole of the booth. In my dream I can remember very vaguely putting my hand on it and working the uncut skin back and forth. My dream ended just as I was leaning forward toward the shiny head. I woke with a start and looked at the clock, which showed 3 AM. I felt like I had actually lived the dream and I even had a partial hard on. I realized after feeling the wet tip of my cock that I had almost had a wet dream, something I had not experienced since childhood. I left for work the next day with a troubled mind and some new feelings that I did not understand. I don't know how the readers feel but it seems that some things in life are just destined to happen and things work out to allow them to take place. By the time I left work I had cleared my mind for the most part and I decide to stop at a local fast foods, which sold horny books. I had hopes of getting the latest "Playboy". They had a small room divided by a curtain to keep the underage kids out. There was another guy in there leafing through the pages of one of the books. He nodded to me and I continued to search for my mag. As I searched I noticed a mag partially covered with a man's picture on the front. On top of it was a Playboy and I reached down to get it wanting to get out of there and get home. When I got to the cash register I didn't notice that I had grabbed the wrong mag by mistake. I noticed that the clerk looked me over as I stepped back from the counter but I paid no real attention to his stares. I left and was nearly home when I noticed my mistake. This was a gay publication about the gay life and was adorned with gay pictures, many of them of nude men. At first I was disappointed as it was a long way back to the store so I decided to keep it as it had only been $2.50. I entered the apt. and tossed it on the couch and prepared my supper. After eating I lay down for a nap and soon dozed off. I awoke at the sound of a knock on my door. When I opened it I saw it was my neighbor from across the hall. He had a dead battery and asked if I would give him a jump-start. He was a nice guy who lived alone like me and we had chatted several times as I came or went from my apt. I asked him in and he sat on the couch and waited while I slipped my robe off and into some gym pants. When I re-entered the living room he was reading the mag that I had forgotten and left on the couch. I must have turned beat red but he didn't seemed embarrassed and he looked at me and said, "I see we have the same taste in entertainment". I didn't know what to say but I knew he would never believe the story about how I got the mag. He sat smiling and looking me up and down as I stammered "Yea, I guess'. To be continued