Gay Erotic Stories

I had some shopping for provisions to do, but afterwards the day was my own. I wandered over to a secondhand bookshop I know, with lots of separate rooms, always hoping that perhaps I would have some action too. The toilets nearby were all groatty. No thanks!

Anyway, I entered the shop, going into the rooms near the back; far from the sleepy anyway owner read his paper (or dozed). Nobody in, so I waited. This was an area near the University, so some students were always in and out. Sure enough, after ten minutes, in came this 18-year-old stud, fair-haired, slim, in black t-shirt and white long shorts. He clocked me, gave a smile and started picking up books. From time to time he glanced over, smiling, edging nearer. I smiled back, my hands in the waistband of my shorts.

Although I'm 46, I'm in good nick, and I caught the student stud watching as I lowered my shorts bit by bit, to reveal my flank, which I stroked, then I turned round and pulled the shorts down at the front--first my pubic hair.

The lad was transfixed, so I pulled my shorts all the way down and my 6-inch but fat uncut cock popped out, in all its hardness. The guy was panting, gasping so I went over and quickly lowered his shorts and boxers down to his ankles, then started sucking on his glorious cock.

I knew someone could come in anytime, so I wanted my boy to come quick. Soon he was pounding my face, and he shuddered as my mouth filled with his strong tasting spunk, dribbling down my chin. Unfortunately, he ran off after this, pulling his shorts up, and I had to finish off by myself.

It's never happened since but I live in hope...