Gay Erotic Stories

I had known Ryan Gosling since we were both kids growing up in Canada. We had kept in touch through phone calls and letters, and we saw each other maybe once or twice a year, if Ryan was back in town. I hadn’t seen Ryan for about a year and a half when he called to say he would be at his home for Memorial Day weekend. He told me to stop over sometime before he left on Sunday. I stopped at the house Friday afternoon and was surprised to see only Ryan’s car in the driveway. After knocking and getting no answer, I let myself in. As I was looked around the house, I heard the sound of a basketball bouncing. I went out the side entrance to the yard and saw Ryan shooting hoops. I have to say I was taken back by Ryan. He was now a good 3-4 inches taller than me, and he had a certain air of confidence about him that I was not used to. He no longer looked like the skinny kid I grew up with. Halfway through a game of H-O-R-S-E, Ryan stripped off his shirt. Again, I was surprised. He had clearly being working out for his new role as Young Hercules. His strong shoulders and chest draped down into a well-toned stomach, and his arms were much thicker than I expected. The sweat glistening off his smooth chest only added to the sexual tension I was feeling. I don’t think Ryan caught me staring. But I was afraid my growing hard on would show through my shorts. Needless to say, I couldn’t make a basket after that, and Ryan won the game easily. After we were done, Ryan invited me into the family room. I took a seat on the couch. By this time, Ryan had taken off his socks and sneakers and was watching TV clad only in a pair of basketball shorts. He sat on the couch in a slump, which highlighted his abdominal six-pack. After some small talk, Ryan looked at me intently and said, “I noticed you checking me out on the court.” When I started to protest, he grabbed my hand and said, “It’s OK.” He then placed my hand on his stomach. Wearing shorts myself, I couldn’t hide my rising hard-on. Ryan continued to move my hand over his stomach and chest. I was exploding at the sight and feel of his young, taut body. Ryan then slowly lowered my hand toward his crotch. Through his shorts, I could feel his cock start to grow. At the same time, Ryan grabbed behind my neck with his other hand and forcefully pulled me from the couch to a kneeling position on the floor. I then lowered his shorts passed his knees. When I did so, his now fully erect cock sprung from his pants. With his hand still behind my neck, he directed my mouth to the head of his penis. I proceeded to run my tongue up and down the thick shaft, pausing occasionally to look up at Ryan’s beautiful face. He sat with his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling with each heavier breath. He moaned softly as I continued to play with his balls and cock. After a few minutes, I looked up to see Ryan staring directly at me. “Now take it all in,” he said, leaving no room for me to disagree. I doubted I could take in his entire cock, but I slowly began to mouth the head and shaft. Ryan began rhythmically pumping his hips until he was forcing the whole length into my mouth. He placed his hands on my back while I reached up and grabbed his upper arms for support. My own dick was ready to explode as I felt his biceps rippling on each pump. Just when I thought Ryan would cum, in a quick, wrestler-like move, Ryan rose from his seat and pushed me onto my back on the floor. As I fell back, I let his throbbing dick pop from my mouth. Ryan squatted atop me, pinning my arms to the ground. He forced my legs in the air and rested them on his shoulders. I realized he was about to fuck me. I knew it would hurt, but I couldn’t turn away this young god. Barely lubricating his cock with some precum, Ryan began probing his dick into my ass. For my sake, he was going slow, but in no time, he had slipped in the full length of his cock. As he pumped away, I ignored the pain as I took pleasure in watching every muscle in his arms and torso strain with each pump. As I watched, I could hold on no longer and shot my load all over Ryan’s chest and neck. Suddenly, Ryan’s pumping became slow and measured. With a low grunt, he slammed his cock in one last deep time, before the cum began flowing. I was so exhausted I just lay still on the ground. Still squatting over me, Ryan just smiled and said, “Not bad for the son of Zeus, huh?”