Gay Erotic Stories

I was in my early twenties when I started working at a department store. I was hired for the second floor, which held the china, crystal, and bath shop departments. I enjoyed the work but especially enjoyed the view: My manager, Kevin, was gorgeous. Six feet tall, 200 pounds, jet black hair, and deep blue eyes. His body made my mouth water. Even though he was fully clothed, I could tell he was muscular and very tanned. Just the thought of working next to him all day promised me the best attendance record in the store. One night I was working with three other people on the floor and Kevin was the only manager in the store. He came up to the second floor and told me he needed my help getting some fixtures in the basement. I was thrilled but tried to hide my excitement with a simple "Okay." Just being alone with him in the basement would give me enough fuel to cum a dozen times. Hoping he would attack me in the basement filled my thoughts as we headed towards the elevator. When we reached the basement Kevin got out first. Since my mind was racing with sexual wishes, I just stood there staring at Kevin's ass. I was so intent on watching that beautiful piece of flesh bounce its way down the hall, I didn’t even hear Kevin call me. It wasn’t until he spun around and I was now staring at his crotch that I came out of it. He asked what was wrong and I finally answered with a feeble "Nothing." He had caught me looking at him and he was smiling. I, on the other hand, was devastated. I pushed my way past him and quickly started picking up fixtures. I didn’t hear Kevin come up behind me but I did feel the hand on my shoulder. He said to me that he had no idea I was interested in men. With my back still to him, I told him he was crazy. He told me to turn around and look him straight in the eye and tell him I didn’t want him. I turned around to face him, at the same time trying to conceal the huge bulge in my pants. I opened my mouth to speak but Kevin, eyeing the tent in my pants, grabbed my dick and said, "Is this for me?" That was it. I couldn’t deny it anymore. I threw my body against his and my lips found his lips and I kissed him like he was my last breath of air. He was just as rough, meeting my kiss with the same force. He then broke free and his strong muscular hands traced a path down my stomach until they rested on my belt buckle. Within seconds he had my pants and shorts down and wrapped his hand around my fat cock. Oh my God, that was the most incredible sensation. I was in ecstasy. I didn’t think it could get any better, that is until I felt his lips taste my dick. My legs started to buckle and I slid to the floor. Kevin repositioned himself to keep his suction on me. I felt myself getting close and told him I was going to cum. I exploded inside Kevin's mouth and he slurped and slurped as much as he could. What a sight to see my manager sitting there with my cock in his mouth and my cum oozing out of the corners of his mouth. I was spent. I had never cum that intensely but I wanted to return the favor. I started undoing Kevin's belt and had his pants off. I pulled at the waistband of his shorts and his cock hit me in the face. I greedily put it in my mouth and started sucking him. His moans were getting me hard again and I began jacking off as I ate him. His moans were getting louder and louder as I felt him growing even larger inside my mouth. As he tensed, explosion after explosion hit my throat. I was gobbling as fast as I could. This was one meal where there would be no leftovers. I didn’t stop sucking until he was dry and limp. We kissed, got dressed and headed back upstairs. A few days went by before we talked about it. We both agreed that it was a mind-blowing experience and that it had to be repeated. It was definitely repeated but the next time we got together it included Kevin's boyfriend. Watch for my next story on how Kevin and his boyfriend lure me back to their place. All of my stories are true. Believe me, I couldn’t make this stuff up. Email me and tell me what you think: Stuart62868@aol.com