Gay Erotic Stories

This is a true story. Names have been changed, but the storyline is true and real.

Keith informed me he and Teri would be moving at the end of her lease, and maybe not together! Teri said she was not sure if she wanted to continue their relationship due to his drinking. I knew he was devastated at the thought, because as much as they argued, he truly loved Teri. Keith said we would need to figure out a plan to continue our man on man time, my words not his, after the move out. Keith and I continued to hook up a few times a week. The closer to the move out the more he drank. I was concerned, because when Keith gets hammered he tends to not care about what he does and says thinking he may say something to Teri! Later in the month Teri informed Keith that she had taken an apartment on the other side of town and he was not welcome to join her. Well that set him on a drinking binge that had him laid up for a few days!

Keith found a small farmhouse about 20 minutes from my place. Out in the countryside. Nothing big or fancy, just the kind of place where you would think a manly guy would live. I wasn’t home when he moved out. Not sure I would have wanted to be there either!

Keith texted me the following Friday night around 9. Keith: Yo Me: What’s going on? You okay? Keith: Drunk as a mother fucker Me: You at home? Keith: No, just left the bar. Can I come over Me: You shouldn’t be driving. Keith: Fuk it I don’t care Can I come over Me: Yes, be careful driving!

Concerned about Keith’s driving while hammered, I grabbed my smokes and a drink and headed to the deck to await his arrival. I heard the roar of the pickup as it barreled down the road behind the apartment complex, screeching as he turned the corner and holding my breath as he pulled into the parking lot, stopping the truck within two seconds of plowing through the fence! It took a few minutes before he stumbled out of the truck holding a plastic grocery bag. From across the semi-lit parking lot and up the open staircase, Keith somehow managed to make it without falling down. He came in the apartment tossed the bag on the floor and immediately sat at the breakfast bar. You could smell the whiskey on his breath. He must have been drinking since leaving work as he was still in his work clothes and had not showered. I told Keith I would have picked him up had I realized he was “that” drunk. He said not to get on his shit and nag him, he was just having a good time his first weekend being single.

I knew he would not be leaving my apartment tonight so I made him a drink, refreshed mine and raised my glass to toast his being single, to no longer having to answer to Teri! Keith then went on a rant about how she screwed him over, how she was embarrassed by his profession and the truck he drove and on and on. I just let him continue on with his rant, not saying a word. I excused myself, went to the bathroom, pulled out clean towels and started a hot shower for him. When I returned to the kitchen Keith had already finished his drink. I told him to go hop in the shower and I’d make him another drink and bring it in to him. Keith was a fanatic about his hygiene so even though he was drunk as a skunk, getting him to shower and clean himself up was as simple as pointing him in the direction of the bathroom! As I was making Keith another drink, I heard his work boots hit the floor with a thud. One and then the other. I could hear Keith cussing to himself and fumbling around as he got undressed. I intentionally waited until Keith was in the shower before heading back to the bathroom. I placed his drink on the vanity and scooped up his dirty work clothes and headed to drop them in the washer. His clothes smelled sweet like his sweat! Damn! I thought to myself as I was afraid he was so drunk the only thing he would be doing tonight was passing out!

After a few minutes Keith was out of the shower and drying off. I had retrieved the bag Keith brought with him which contained a clean change of clothes and placed them on the bed. I headed to the kitchen for my drink, Keith joined me a few minutes later appearing bare assed naked. I chuckled and said I put your clean clothes on the bed, Keith said he rather be naked. Who was I to argue? Keith took his usual seat at the breakfast bar and I stood as we talked. Well he talked, I just listened and agreed with everything he was saying in his drunken stupor! There was this hot guy, sitting naked in my kitchen pouring his heart out to me about his ex all the while his dick was getting more and more plump by the minute. He would occasionally scratch or adjust his balls as they were laying on the wooden bar stool. He finished his ten minute rant about Teri and then just sat quietly for a moment. I broke the ice by walking behind the barstool and started to massage Keith’s shoulders and neck. He was more than receptive and lightly moaned as he started to let go of the crazy shit about Teri that was screwing with his head. After a few minutes I turned the barstool around and dropped to my knees. Keith got up and motioned me to the livingroom.

We both grabbed our drinks and headed to the couch. Keith sat putting his right leg up on the couch. I push away the coffee table and got on the floor between his legs. Looking up at Keith’s face I could see his eyes were heavy and hoped he could stay awake long enough for me to at least get one load out of his nut sack! Keith reached down, grabbed his cock and held it toward my face. It wasn’t like I didn’t know what to do! I licked his cock from the base of his cock to the tip of his head before taking his cock deep in my throat! I suck him nice and slow, enjoying the feeling of his cock filling my mouth and then hitting the back of my throat as it opened up more each time I went down on him. Keith was enjoying the moment pushing his hips forward to meet the rhythm of my sucking. His hands eventually finding my head and guiding me down on his cock at a faster pace. He mumbled that he hadn’t cum since we last played and he wasn’t going to last long. He barely spoke those words when his cum started to flow! I knew he was ready as that glorious cock swelled. I could feel his cum pulse through his cock. Load after hot load. I swallowed as fast as I could, not wanting to miss any of his hot sweet cum. Keith was moaning loudly as he held my head in place and continued to thrust his hips forward filling my mouth again and again with his manly cock and cum loads. Keith finally was finished shooting the biggest load I ever drained from him and immediately dozed off. I continued to suck on his softening cock as he began to lightly snore. By now it is approaching 10:30 and while still early I decided to let Keith sleep a bit on the couch before trying to revive him and his cock for another round.

It’s now approaching midnight and Keith has not stirred from his sleep. I went into the bedroom and turned down the blankets. It took some doing, but I was able to wake Keith and get him into bed. He climbed in, pulled the blankets to his chin and was asleep and snoring within a minute. I undressed and climbed into bed. I was exhausted from work and ready for a good night’s sleep. Spooning up to Keith, I was asleep in no time.

I awoke at 6 as normal, still cuddled up to Keith in the same position I had fallen asleep. It was nice to wake up to his warm body. To feel his body rise and fall as he breathed. The sound of his slight snore. I remember a feeling of contentment that morning. How nice it was waking up holding onto Keith. I laid there for a few minutes enjoying the moment before reluctantly getting up to head to the bathroom to relieve my bladder. Not wanting to waken Keith I grabbed my jeans and t-shirt from last night and headed to the spare bathroom. Knowing Keith was totally hammered last night from his drinking, I figured he’d be in bed the better part of the morning. I decided I may as well shower and get started with my morning routine. After a refreshing shower I threw on my jeans, went to the kitchen turned on the coffee maker, grabbed my smokes and headed out on the deck. The weather had been great all week, sunny and not to humid. After a quick smoke I headed back inside to get a coffee and my cell phone and returned to the lounge chair on the deck. I checked my phone messages, texts and email. No one or should I say nothing important I needed to respond to. I had a few cups of coffee as I read the morning paper on line. By 7 o’clock I was wanting to get some of my weekend chores started so I could have the afternoon to go and hang out by the pool. I decided to slip in the bedroom to tell Keith I was headed out to the market and would be back in about an hour. I wasn’t sure he was coherent enough to understand what I said so I finished dressing and headed off for the market.

I was back home by 8:15 and was putting away the groceries when I heard Keith get up and start the shower. I wasn’t expecting him to be awake this early. I put on another pot of coffee knowing he would be in need of some caffeine this morning to get him moving! The shower went off just about the same time as the coffee finished brewing. I poured us both a cup and headed to the bathroom to see just how bad a shape Keith was in after his long day of drinking. He welcomed the coffee as I put it on the vanity as he was toweling off. He said Thanks for letting me stay here last night. Guess I was a bit shitfaced Huh? I chucked and nodded in agreement.

I went back to the kitchen. Keith joined me a few minutes later, freshly showered, shaved and dressed in the spare jeans and t-shirt he had in brought with him. I poured another coffee for myself as Keith found his glass from last night and poured himself another whiskey and coke. I told Keith I thought about heading to the pool today and he was welcome to join me if he had nothing planned. He said he didn’t know what the day would bring as he was checking his phone, and had not received any texts or phone messages from his friends. Good, I thought to myself, maybe he’d hang out at least for the morning. After about 30 minutes Keith stood up and asked “You wanna try this again?” as he unzipped his jeans and started to pull them down. “Like you need to ask” I said as we both headed to the couch. Keith pulled his jeans and boxers to his ankles and sprawled out on the couch. His cock was already plump and looking for attention! He looked so sexy draped across the couch. His jeans and boxers around his ankles, his work boots untied, t-shirt pulled up over his neck and his hand behind his head. What a picture. I stood there a moment before kneeling down and reaching for his cock which continued to grow. I stroked him a few times enjoying the view and the feeling of his hardening cock in my hand. The heat generating from his swollen cock made my mouth water. I sucked him nice and slow. Up and down the entire length of his manhood. Feeling his cock hit the back of my throat and back up to suck on his cock head. I was so hungry for his cum load but didn’t was him to cum too quickly. Keith just laid there moaning lightly letting me work his now rock hard cock any way I wanted. I sucked him long and deep. His cock filled my mouth over and over again as I continued the slow and deep sucking rhythm, occasionally releasing him from my mouth to lick and kiss his shaft and balls. I looked up at Keith as I often do while sucking him. He was watching me and he was really into the moment! Nothing gets me hotter than locking eyes with him while I’m sucking his cock! The intensity on his face, seeing how much pleasure I give him, how much he enjoys my mouth on his cock, just encourages me to keep sucking! It almost like he’s cheering me on! I worked Keith’s cock for about fifteen minutes before my greed for his cum load completely overwhelmed me! I went from that nice slow suck to working my mouth on his cock like a starved maniac! I wanted Keith’s load and I wanted it now! I sucked and worked his cock into a frenzy. I could feel him getting thicker and thicker as I sucked on his delicious cock. I could taste his pre-cum and knew he was soon ready to feed me his load. Keith was now holding onto my head thrusting his hips driving that big man cock deeper and deeper into my eager mouth and throat! I was ready for his cum to fill my mouth, to taste yet another one of his great big steamy loads. And then he started to moan, and not quietly! He was to the point of yelling as he was barking orders at me to suck him harder as he banged away at my throat, being more forceful than ever! Thrust after thrust he kept hitting the back of my throat as it opened up to swallow his blood filled cock that was sure to blow any second! As usual his cum started to fill my mouth seconds before he told me he was cumming. I took his cock balls deep and just held it deep in my throat as he continued to thrust. Holding my head tight I could do nothing but let his hot load shoot right down my throat. Keith’s body was soaked in sweat, his breathing labored as he slowly released the grip on my head and I was able to surface for a breath of air! I continued to suck on his cock as it started to soften. I just rolled over on the floor as I was exhausted, Keith started to softly snore.

Eventually we pulled ourselves together. What a great way to start the weekend I thought as he headed out the door. Smiling to myself moments later as I heard him rev the truck engine as he headed for home.