Gay Erotic Stories

During the course of our summer landscaping job, Joe and I were sent to tend the grounds of a house in a very exclusive neighborhood. The house was enormous; it looked like a old English estate house. The front lawn and garden, which we were to landscape, appeared to be several acres. The property was set off from the rest of the neighborhood and was accessible only by a 1/2-mile long wooded road. The job was expected to last all week. On the first day, I didn’t see any of the house’s residents. While we worked hard, Joe and I also had some fun. Always horny, Joe would grab my ass or massage my back or chest as he walked by. At lunch time, I gave into my strong desire for Joe and sucked him off as we lay in a side garden. The second day proceeded pretty much as the first until lunch, when a young guy came out of the house. I was startled when he approached because I didn’t know anyone was in the house. To top it off, he was quite a sight. He was big, at least 6’3” with muscles on top of his muscles and movie star good looks. He directed himself to Joe and shyly asked if we wanted to come into the house for lunch. Joe accepted the invitation and said we would be in soon. After the hunk had left, Joe said, “This guy is going to make a move on us.” I disagreed, saying that he was just being friendly. Joe laughed, “You can be clueless. The guy was watching us out the window most of yesterday. He was rubbing his crotch the whole time you were blowing me.” I never saw him yesterday, but I still protested, “These muscle guys aren’t my type. Shit, they aren’t yours either. I’m not interested in fucking around with him.” Joe smiled, “Let me handle this, you just follow my lead.” It took us awhile to find the kitchen in the sprawling house. Once we did, we found the musclehead had stripped off his shirt and was cooking at the stove. (Joe and I had already had our shirts off.) We made some small talk, when I realized that the guy, who introduced himself as Peter, was watching us through a corner mirror in the kitchen. Joe saw the same thing and gave me a wink. As Peter watched and we continued with the inane small talk, Joe started pinching my nipples from behind. Joe was pressing up close to me, kissing and biting my neck. We both watched as Peter tried not to react, thinking we did not know he was watching. Joe moved his hand down and began rubbing my balls. I felt his massive cock start to rise and press against my ass, as my own dick started to create a tent in my pants. Joe just kept talking to Peter the whole time as if nothing was going on. At one point, Peter turned around, and Joe quickly stopped. We both stood there with our pricks at attention as if everything was normal. Pete turned back to his cooking. Joe intensified his caresses. His strong hands roamed across my torso. He slid his hand into my pants and began stroking my fully erect dick. We could see that Peter, without turning around, began to rub his own meat. Joe slid my pants to the ground, and did the same to his own. I reached back and grabbed hold of his foot-long monster. Joe turned me slightly so that Peter could see his huge cock. We stifled our laughter as Peter dropped a pan to the floor as he caught sight of Joe’s thick, huge rod. In between small talk with Peter, Joe whispered for me to bend over the kitchen table. I did as he said, and soon felt his swollen head probing my ass. I looked over to see Peter, still not facing us, put his own hand down his pants and began beating away. Joe put his meaty hand over my mouth to muffle my whimpers as his oversize tool pushed into my waiting ass. I watched in Peter’s mirror as Joe’s incredibly smooth, toned and tanned body glistened and flexed with each slow pump. Joe reached around and grabbed my aching cock and stroked it as he drove himself deeper into me. Somehow, Joe managed to talk to Peter as if nothing was happening. We heard a small yelp and looked over to see that Peter had shot a load across the stove. Joe laughed quietly as his pumping and stroking increased. I blew the next load as I felt Joe’s cock swell inside me. Once he pumped me dry, Joe emptied himself into me, as I felt the volumes of cum ooze down my leg. Peter turned to us and looked at Joe with a longing in his eyes. Joe laughed and motioned for him to come over. The big man came quickly, like a puppy dog. Joe pointed at me, and the hulk dropped to his knees and began licking Joe’s cum from my leg. As he finished, he looked at Joe, who motioned for him to move higher. He obeyed and licked his way to my cock. He licked the shaft as it once again achieved erection. Soon, Peter was swallowing my cock whole, all the while eyeing Joe’s rising meat. After a few minutes, Joe positioned himself behind the muscleman. Joe slid Peter’s pants to his knees and teased his ass with his large cock. Peter began moaning and whimpering as he continued to suck my dick. Joe entered Peter, and I could see the pain on the big guy’s face. Joe warned him not to stop sucking my cock, and Peter listened. It was amazing how Joe was controlling this massive hunk. Joe reached for me and pulled me closer. As Joe pumped into Peter and Peter gamely worked my cock, Joe kissed me deep in my mouth. I, in turn, tweaked Joe’s hard nipples and ran my hand across his flat, toned stomach. Joe pulled back and tensed, as he erupted into Peter’s ass. Watching this beautiful body reach climax, I blew a load into Peter’s mouth. Peter dropped to the floor, exhausted, but Joe, as usual, was not finished. He stepped over Peter and pushed me down on the table. He raised my legs into the air and put his already growing cock near my ass. As his cock grew, he plunged it into my ass and furiously pumped me. Joe’s craving for sex far exceeded my ability to keep up with him. I weakly begged him to stop when he somehow exploded in yet another load of cum. I stayed laying on the table as Joe stood back, sweating, with cum dripping from his soft, but still big, cock. Joe smiled as he helped me to my feet, still kissing me and holding his precious body close to mine. Peter, who clearly got more than he bargained for, stirred on the floor. Joe laughed again, “Yo, Pete, how ‘bout that lunch?”