Gay Erotic Stories

My name is David. I am the costumer on the set of the ABC soap opera "All My Children." I costume most of the men on the show. I buy the clothes, sew them when they need fixing, you know, that kind of stuff. One day I was working on the set of a scene between Cameron Mathison's character and one of his girls (who knows which one). It was a steamy hot tub scene (or at least is was going to be when it was done). For now, it was hell. Cameron was having all sorts of problems with his bathing suit. The elastic in the waist was gone and it kept slipping. The director was getting really mad so he told me to fix the bathing suit and come back in an hour. I took Cameron into the costume room with me so he could try on the suit while I was fixing it. I tried fixing it for a long time while it was on him, but it wasn't working and I needed to use my machine. I asked Cameron if he would mind taking off the trunks so I could sew them on the machine, so he did right there in front of me. "Here you go," he said casually. He handed me the trunks, but he was not wearing anything underneath them. "Thanks," I said, not knowing whether to cover my eyes and pretend to be disgusted by the naked man in front of me or to jump for joy. I took the trunks and sat down at my machine. Cameron walked around my office, still completely nude. I offered him a towel that I had in the costume storage next to my office, but he declined. He said he was better this way. I agreed to myself. "So thanks for all of your work, David," he said. "It must really suck costuming us. Especially me since I've been gaining weight." "I hadn't noticed," I said. "Neither had I, but the director told me that I was starting to look fat and out of shape." "You're in perfect shape. You look really good to me," I said, soon after biting my lip for what I had just started to reveal. "Thanks, I think. You know, I have been working out a lot lately. I don't know what he's thinking. I mean, feel my arms. My biceps are huge!" Who was I to say no to that? I approached the naked actor and touched his arm. He was right. He was huge. His arms weren't even the half of it. His pecs were simply defined, but his stomach was a sight to behold. My favorite things were his dark nipples, about the width of a dime and perfectly erect. I didn't stop touching him. I rubbed my hand over his arm and shoulder. I told him he felt tense after the scene he was working on, so I started to give him a back massage. I rubbed my hands over his neck and shoulders. He moaned with relief. I ran my fingers through his hair while caught up in the moment. Staying in the moment, I kissed him. At first he was stunned but he soon shared in the moment with me. He loosened up quickly. We kissed for what seemed like hours. I laid him down on the couch. I broke the kiss gently and looked into his beautiful blue eyes. I knew this was right. I then went back to kissing him, moving from his mouth to his neck to his chest to his nipples to his stomach to his thighs, saving the best for last. His cock had gotten hard by now and was beckoning me. I succumbed. I took his cockhead into my mouth, flicking my tongue around it. My hands wandered around on his body but my focus stayed on his penis. I moved my kisses down the underside of his shaft, licked his smooth balls, and then kissed my way back up. I took the whole of his cock into my mouth and began to suck on it like a lollipop. He was bucking wildly from the feeling. He ran his fingers through my hair and sighed lightly from the sensation. I continued sucking on him until he came. Floods of juice shot into the back of my throat, all of which I swallowed happily. I reluctantly took my mouth off of his cock, but did so only after I had removed my clothing. I let Cameron have a long hard look at me while he was recuperating. When he was ready, I took his dick into my hand and stiffened him up. He was still laid down, so I straddled his waist and hovered my ass over his pole. When he was hard enough, I lowered myself slowly onto him. All the pain was melted away by the ecstasy. When his cock had fully entered me, I began to rock slowly up and down. His cock was hitting my prostate first very lightly, but I began to build up momentum and I rode his cock like a raging bull. The pounding must have bruised my prostate, but I was too happy. While I was bouncing, I took Cameron/s hands and placed them on my own dick. I set a rhythm going with my bucking and his jacking. The rhythm speeded up as he came close to climax. He shot more loads into my body. The feeling mad me cum as well. I spewed loads of jizz onto Cameron's washboard abs, perfect nipples, and chiseled face. When I finally realized what was going on, I looked at the clock, and I saw that there was only ten minutes left before shooting recommenced. I made some quick alterations to the trunks after getting dressed and handed them to Cameron who reluctantly put the on. "I should take out the elastic from my costumes more often. Maybe I'll get more of what I want." With that, he walked back on to the set.