Gay Erotic Stories

Hickory, Dickory & Doc, three tri-colored Cocker Spaniels, leave their guard posts at the kitchen door as they zoom excitedly toward the front door. I shut the burner before following them to the porch. A brand new midnight blue BMW Z3, with the requisite giant red bow, sits in the driveway. There’s no one in sight. I open the protective gate to let the dogs fly down the steps towards the car. I follow. A white envelope with “To My Love” rests beneath the windshield wiper. I open the envelope to find a key. The key fits in the door lock. The dogs jump into the car. I push Dickory from the driver’s seat – this dog has more control issues than both of us put together. I get into the car. It’s comfortable. It fits so well. I adjust the side and rearview mirrors. I pull the seat closer to the steering wheel. I look around the yard. There’s still no one around. A curtain in the bedroom slides closed. “Come on, guys,” I say to the dogs as I get out of the car. My knee nudges the ignition key. I remove it. There’s an alarm system. BEEP! And it’s activated. The dogs run back towards the house, through the opened front door that I know I closed behind me. Hickory sniffs the air then sails up the steps followed closely by Dickory & Doc. “What’s going on here?” I ask no one in particular. “Is that you?” No response. Rose petals lead through the foyer, up the stairwell, toward the master bedroom – your room. I follow the dogs up the steps. You lie across the bed, naked except for a big red bow around your waist, through your legs. The dogs sit beside the bed, whining. “What are you doing?” I ask. You smile. It’s a rather large smile. You pull one end of the bow exposing your throbbing cock already leaking with cum. “Happy Birthday,” you say seductively as you motion me towards you. I am immediately hard. That hasn’t changed since the first day I laid eyes on you. The moment I see you I get excited. Thank you, my love. “Do you like your present?” you ask. I swallow your cock in one steady movement. It slips below my throat muscles. I swallow. You swoon. “I love when you do that!” you moan. I raise my head, releasing you from my deep-throated grip of pleasure. “I always love my present,” I say as I crawl higher up your body toward your lips, those lips, and those eyes that make me smile everyday. You kiss me passionately. “I mean the car,” you say. “I love the car, too,” I reply while nibbling your earlobe. “You shouldn’t have done that. You’re more than enough for me.” “I wanted to,” you say as your fingertips caress my back, slip down to the mounds of my ass, made rock hard from our constant fucking. You slide a finger towards my rosebud as you call it. I stop you. “What...?” “I want you in my mouth,” I say. “I love you in my mouth.” You pull my face towards yours. You kiss me. Our tongues entwine as they have a thousand times before. “I can’t get enough of you,” you say between kisses. I kiss my way down your body. I nibble on one nipple, then the other. Your pecs are hard as rocks. Your stomach is a washboard of muscle. What did I ever do to deserve you? I kiss down beneath your balls. I take one, then the other into my mouth. I love the juice they produce only for me. I inhale your scent. I inhale the aroma of our lovemaking from this morning that still clings to you. You pull my hips to your mouth as I engulf your cock again, more deeply than before if that’s possible. I moan with happiness as you take me into your mouth. A breeze blows through the open windows. We giggle as we realize the neighbors are about to hear another session of our afternoon lovemaking. You bury your tongue in my ass. You know that drives me insane. I’ll be begging you to fuck me any moment. Is that why you do it? The head of your cock expands as your balls pull inward. You’re going to cum. You’re going to shoot your hot creamy load of love juice down my throat. I hear you say, “I love you,” as you dig deeper inside my ass. You bite my ass cheek as you begin to shoot your load. “Ugh! Yes, you fucking love my cum, don’t you,” you scream. “Swallow it! Milk my fucking cock! Yes! Yes! Oh!” I swallow and swallow and swallow, and you keep cumming. Your body shakes in triumph, or is it glee? You flip me around, our mouths meet, and our tongues once again do their never-ending dance. Remnants of your cum slip from my mouth into yours. “I want you all the time,” I whisper between kisses. “I’m yours,” you whisper back as you roll me on my back, lift my legs over my head, and enter my waiting love tunnel. You plunge inside me. “I’m all yours!” you say as you pound my ass. Your huge fucking man meat fills me to overflowing. “I love you,” I scream. You shoot another load of hot cum up my ass, the never-ending baptism of love between two men. Hickory, Dickory & Doc rest their heads on the end of the bed, stare patiently at their daddies as they fuck their brains out, again. You look at the dogs. Doc’s tongue falls out of his mouth as he smiles at you. “Come on,” you say to them as you bury your face in my neck. They leap. They’re on the bed. They’re between our legs, under our arms, nuzzling our bodies all over. We laugh. We laugh a lot. You’ve brought a special kind of happiness into my life. “Would you look at that!” says a woman’s voice from outside. “Must be somebody’s birthday.” “Sounds like they got more than a car, too,” says an envious man’s voice. “Did you hear that guy scream?!” We giggle. We giggle a lot, too. All comments may be directed to the author at: jnzin@homail.com.