Gay Erotic Stories

Growing up gay in Long Island, New York in the eighties was not exactly easy. Due to the social pressure and mentality, it was hard admitting being gay to oneself. Things were even worse for an eighteen year old like me who was attracted to big, hairy, hunky men who could be my father. I thought I was a total freak and didn’t dare to speak with anybody about my preferences.

All my homosexual experiences amounted to casual encounters with my same aged friends, a guilt-ridden young man jacking off other guilt-ridden young men. I soon dropped it and started fooling around with girls in the company of my best friend John. We were really best friends and did everything together. In his company everything was easy and relaxed; we liked the same music, movies, and the same sports

No, I was not attracted to him sexually, maybe in thirty years, but not as it was. I was a homosexual and had a longing for big hairy dads. John’s father Mr. Manero was a dream stud for me. I used to spend a lot of time the gazing at his father. He had been a football player in college and now in his 50’s he was a big, husky man with a barrel chest and solid gut, dark hair on top. From the first time I laid my eyes on him it took me ten seconds to decide that I was in love with the man. Anytime I was ever asked to spend the night I could not answer fast enough. Another chance to see this sexy man in his briefs, many times after dinner if John’s mom was out he wondered around in just his briefs.

One summer day I went over to John’s house and his Dad answered the door in the sexiest black Speedo around. He told me John and his Mom went to see his Grandmother in Brooklyn, but I was welcome to stay and use the pool with him. I was half-hard immediately, he told me to go to John’s room and get a suit. I watched this sexy man wander back to the pool. John had a red Speedo that I put on. I was concerned about my semi-erection. We spent the next hour swimming and chatting about the Yankees. I kept peeking at his Speedo. His balls and cock must have been huge; the Speedos were stretched to the limit. We glanced at each other, not openly, but after a few moments it was obvious we were observing each other.

He rubbed the front of his Speedo, and asked me “if I liked what I was looking at”. Liked it? I would have given my right arm to suck it. "When my cock is hard it sticks out of my Speedos," I heard his voice say, "what about you, son?’"

“Yes Mr. Manero, I seem to have a hardon, I’m sorry", I managed to reply.

"A raging hard on I should call it," he went on, "why on earth should you be sorry, boy, you’re young and healthy and these things happen to us men. Why don’t you get it out, it must be uncomfortable to be hard inside those tight Speedos, look, mine came out for itself."

And with this he stood up on the first stair of the pool and an enormous fat, cut cock sticking out of his jet black Speedos and throbbing against his hairy belly. “Mr. Manero," I started.

"Yes, son?" he responded.

"I’m not sure this is the right thing to do, you’re John’s father and your"

"An older man", he said, looking more distressed than I was. His hard on was almost gone although his cock was still peeking out.

"Oh no, you’ve got it all wrong, Mr. Manero, I like you very much; I like you too much in fact," I mustered my courage thinking it’s now or never and I looked at him almost defiantly when I said: "Mr. Manero, I am gay, I like men and I like them big, older and hairy, the more the better. I tried to hide things even from myself but this is the truth and I can’t stand it anymore to hide and to have you around like this, and I think I should leave and go back home now, I’m sorry."

We wandered over to the lawn chairs on the side of the pool. "Are you serious?” he said to me, "What would an attractive young man like you do with an old man like me? Yes, son, I am gay too, but I never thought anybody like you would even look my way and you’re telling me you’re hot for me." He shook his head and smiled. "I had a few encounters before, but I never thought I could have a young man to touch and suck and fuck"

"Well, you have him", I interrupted, "Mr. Manero, you can do whatever you want with me, but I am not experienced, except for my wild fantasies."

“Yes? Tell me son, what are your wild fantasies? I have some of my own, you know, a dad can be pretty sleazy. Please call me Dad” Mr. Manero said.

I said, “Whatever you want Dad.” As I spoke I slid down my Speedos and showed him my naked body, my throbbing erection. He straddled the lawn chair rubbing his hairy chest, His cock stuck out of his Speedos, the thick cock head dripping precum down the fat hairy pole.

"Daddy wants to show you all his body," he said as he got rid of the Speedos and towered above me straddling across my chair. The huge hairy balls dangled heavily above my face while he crouched slowly, spreading his furry ass cheeks with his hands. "Do you like dad’s balls son? See if you can find my asshole, because you need to lick it and slurp it well lubed before you can fuck it."

"Yeah dad, sit on my face, give me your balls to eat please. Let me fuck your asshole with my tongue, yeah, I love your big hairy butt on my face, dad." I felt a warm wet ring slide down my cock all the way to the balls, my new dad was giving me the blowjob of my life while I slurped his asshole; I was in heaven. "Oh dad, I love it", I managed to say between slurps", my face buried in his ass while he sucked my cock.

I was in seventh heaven as he kept thrusting his ass against my face and rubbing his hairy belly and his cock against my smooth chest, all the time sucking my cock. His ass smelled faintly of soap from the morning shower. Mr. Manero kept spreading his as cheeks further with his hands for me, "Lick that ass, boy, fuck daddy’s hole with your tongue."

He thrust his ass against my face, "Oh yes Son, eat it, finger me, Daddy needs to get fucked.” With this he went down and swallowed my cock again, grunting and sliding his huge hairy cock, all lubed with his massive amount of precum against my body, impaling himself on my tongue as if he were riding a cock.

It was too much for both of us, we soon started increasing the rhythm and we could only moan, our mouths too busy to talk and I couldn’t control myself any longer. I released a blast of cum into the mouth of my best friend’s father. Mr. Manero grumbled and swallowed it all while I kept licking and fingering his big hairy ass, unable to stop the frenzy until he turned around and towered above me with his huge hairy pole throbbing and dripping precum. "Daddy is ready to shoot boy, do you want it? Are you ready to take dad’s load?"

As an answer I knelt in front of him, cupping his ass cheeks with my hands to pull him closer to my mouth. I started lapping his huge balls and then looking up in his eyes I swallowed his cock head, licking it around the ridge and inside the large slit, I slid two fingers deep in his hole. "Here it comes, he growled, "swallow dad’s cum, can you take this entire load boy.” He kept pumping and pumping his sperm into my mouth as if he hadn’t cum in months. I kept on licking his bull balls and fingering his butt till he stopped shooting cum.

"That was good," he finally managed to say, more to himself than to me. "Did I shock you son? Have I been too rough?"

"No, dad, that’s what I’ve been wanting all my life, and I liked this dad and son play."