Gay Erotic Stories

My boss, Timothy is married and seemed content about his marriage and two kids. I had the utmost respect for the guy and was always finding ways to please him. He was a great mentor, a patient instructor and an absolutely charming man. I never really had any sexual desires for him, but he always smelled so good and was always a great person to be around with. He had two kids, a beautiful wife, a great dog and a brand new house, but I never knew why he preferred to work long hours over coming home. My desires for him grew on those times when he would sit close to me as he assisted me with my work. Half the time I just acted stupid so I would have a chance to breathe in his scent and have a better look at his bulge. He didn't mind having to explain things to me two or three times - he probably thought it was just part of the learning process. At times I felt intimidated because this guy was so smart and I couldn’t believe how unbelievably intelligent this person was. Soon afterwards my admiration and fondness grew to DESIRE. I would come home and fantasize kissing this man, giving him a blowjob and swallowing his man juice. I imagined what it would feel like to have him inside me. How warm and safe would I feel to be wrapped around his long arms. I sometimes would act out possible conversations I would be having him about any topic under the sun. And most of all I wanted to take ownership of his biggest organ - his brain. My days and nights were spent wanting Timothy. Finally, one late night as we were getting ready to leave the office I boldly asked him if he wanted to go out for a drink. Surprisingly, he accepted my offer but confided in me that he wanted to first go to home so he could take a dump. My attraction to this man was dissolved with his dilemma, but I then realized that if I offer him to use my bathroom in my apartment, which was a lot closer, I could then perhaps seduce the man. I offered him my solution and he agreed immediately. I thought--this is going better than what I have imagined. We got to my apartment and I directed him to the bathroom. After some time I realized that I have let him use my bathroom and had not even bothered to clean up or hide anything that I don't want anyone to see. I was now well aware that in my bathroom I have left a gay magazine by the toilet and my dildo was in plain view on the sink counter. After some time Timothy came out of the bathroom with a big smile. I don't even think he realized that I am gay, but what I saw next astonished me--my straight superior had a boner. Words were not exchanged between the two of us he just smiled and pointed to his growing manhood. I immediately lost all inhibitions and approached him and knelt to take his dick into my mouth. I hurriedly opened his trousers, which weren't doing much to contain his now hard dick. I pulled down his pants and started kissing his penis through his underwear - his dick scent invigorated me. I rubbed his backside with my hand and started pulled his balls with my other hand. I glanced up and saw that he had tilted his head backward and had opened his mouth to let out a sigh of pleasure. He then commanded me to take it out and suck it. My employer - the same man that tells me what to do, how to do things, set up impossible deadlines for me to meet, was now telling me to pull out his dick and suck it! I followed and his growing groans were followed with thrusts from his hips that resulted in my taking his dick into my mouth--precisely how he wants it. Timothy placed his hands into the back of my head and was enjoying every moment of this sexual encounter. My jaw was aching, my knees were threatening to give but still I continued to give pleasure to this man. I explored his body moving my hands from his back to his huge balls into his muscular chest. I explored every inch of his body with my hands, stroking his body hair and pulling his nipples. After sucking him to near exhaustion, he pulled his dick out my mouth and held my head still and he shot his load all over my face. I stuck my tongue out so I could taste his juice and it was everything I had imagined it to be. He stroked his dick until he was spent from cumming, and I held the tip of his dick into my mouth and continued to suck him like a lollipop. He collapsed next to me on the floor and we both laid there for what seemed hours. Not a word was exchanged for some time, but he did let me stroke his chest and nipples. As we regained strength we promised not to mention this to anyone. Suddenly our worlds were reversed I had the power and the least to lose in this situation. I nodded in agreement, but in reality I was plotting on how I could use this experience to my benefit should I continue to desire him next time.