Gay Erotic Stories

9:00 PM, always a lazy hour around the streets surrounding my home. But, the perfect time for a walk. No dogs, no cars, no annoyance period. Nothing but Peace, ..bliss. Especially bliss after tonight. I'm not the only one who finds solace walking this neighborhood path, not even the only fag. The latter became known to me around 9:15, when the most gorgeous man I've ever seen strolled on by. Stopping for a moment to tie his shoe, he introduced himself as Roger, We exchanged a handshake, and began to talk. Small talk, about the area, the night, the peacefulness involved, the great men ..the great MEN? I paused for a second, contemplating what was just told to me about a certain actor's hot ass . "How did you know", I inquired? "Anyone who dresses that good has to be gay", was his response. Hey, we both knew that was true. Be still my heart, he had just been through a messy breakup. Be stiller, he seemed vaguely interested in me. And stiller still, he had "rebound sex" on the brain. Let me give you an idea of this hunk. He stands 6'2, with light brown, almost sandy blond hair, trimmed in a short cut that brings out his body, his cobalt blue eyes. Muscular, broad shouldered, an absolute Adonis. Legs, forearms, chest, pubic area, and balls(though I was not to discover this for another 30 minutes) all nicely coated with the same light brown hair. Chiseled cheeks, square jaw, an absolute perfect package wrapped up just for me. A personality and a sense of humour to die for were two of his other gifts. I was in heaven. Well, my body, as well as his, were now in my home. I was kissing him deeply, getting a feel for his strong lips, exploring his body with my hands, removing his shirt slowly. I sat and admired his perfect chest, his developed abdomen, and his perfect chest hair. Dropping his trousers and a pair of beautiful silk boxers(I must get to the mall and buy myself a pair of these!), I saw his perfect 8" cut cock, surrounded in it's own patch of perfect furriness. Taking it slowly in my mouth, I explored every inch of it. The hard shaft all the way up to the precum tipped head. It tasted amazing. What was even more amazing was listening to his soothing moans, his voice making the hairs on my neck stand straight at attention. Licking that hard cock of his furiously, I knew I had to have him inside me at once. I lay back on the bed, falling inside his blue eyes, mesmerized by his blinding grin as he slowly entered me with his hot hard cock. Feeling slight pain but overwhelming pleasure, I succumbed to my own grunts and groans, enjoying every inch of his throbbing rod. Ecstasy engulfed me entirely, I melted as his strong hands roamed around my body, pulling me closer to his warm breath, locking our lips in a passionate embrace. I began to feel his thrusts, again and again, as his hand locked on to my 7 1/2" prick. Stroking and thrusting hard into me, I could hear his moans becoming grunts as he delved deeper and deeper into my hot hole. Gasping for breath, he began banging in even more furiously, screaming out in pleasure. I too began sounding my joy. Pulling out, I watched as stream after stream of his warm cum covered my legs, my face, my chest, my lips as he climaxed. I began to convulse and let loose my own wad, which he caught in his hands, and began to rub all over his body. Falling on to me in a deep kiss, we lay the night locked in each other's arms. I haven't let him out of my sight since.