Gay Erotic Stories

Ten years ago I was 28. I spent all of my spare time weight training. I truly loved lifting and building my body. Time in the gym relieved the heavy stress that I experienced on my job. I needed the release each day. And the results were apparent on my body. I have light brown hair, dark green eyes, and a very dark complexion. I look tanned even during winter. At 6’ 2”, I carried 240lbs of solid muscle. My shoulders spread 54 inches across thick pecs and hard abs. My waist was a narrow 31 inches creating an incredible “drop”. But it was my arms that caught most people’s attention. My biceps had grown to a full 18 inches. Anywhere I went in a tank top or muscle shirt women and men turned to look at my body. I loved the attention, but I didn’t respond to it in any way. I was proud, but not full of myself. All of my buddies were into weight training as well. It was all I wanted to talk about, so they were the only guys I wanted to be around. I dated a lot of women at the time. It was easy since they would approach me in the gym or a bar. I had never given any thought to sex with men. Back then I thought women were put on earth to get guys off. Simple. I didn’t treat them very well because I didn’t think about them for anything except sex. I just wanted to get off and move on. Of course it was nice when other guys would be jealous of the hot woman I was taking out, but it didn’t make me want to get serious with them. One Friday was a “free” day on my diet. It meant I could eat and most importantly drink all I wanted. It was a free day for my two workout partners also. They invited me out drinking and visiting the strip bars. But I had already asked my girlfriend out for a date, having forgotten about the free day coming up. I told them I would catch up with them after. Let me tell you about my workout partners. Joe was 33 at the time. He was very dedicated but not blessed with good genes. He was very lean and defined, but not thick. Good looking with thick black hair, blue eyes, a dark reddish complexion and high cheekbones. When he smiled you had to stop and look at him. He looked like a movie star. He was a man’s man. He dated any night of the week he wanted. He had so many girlfriends he had to keep notes. A well paid accountant and committed bachelor, he drove a sports car and loved his life. But he didn’t carry the muscle of Steve or I. Steve was 25 and worked construction, whatever he could get. At 6’4” he towered in the gym. A natural mesomorph, his muscularity was almost impossible to believe until you saw it. He remained an amateur at the time, but there was no doubt he had what it took to turn pro someday. Shy and introverted, Steve didn’t date much. He picked up women in bars, but never held onto them very long. They just wanted to fuck his hard body and nine-inch cock. Sounded good to me back then. Steve and I were becoming the best of friends, since neither of us spent much time on women: me by choice, and Steve by personality. On Friday night I headed over to see my girl. Upon arriving it was clear she was not going out with me. She opened her door wearing a bathrobe looking like shit; she had been sick all day. She had tried to call but my secretary hadn’t put her through. I then recalled the pink slips with her name on them. So we sat on the couch and started watching TV. After about 30 minutes I couldn’t wait to leave: I could be out getting drunk with the guys. Why waste time here? But I felt bad leaving her so quickly. I couldn’t make a move on her: if I kissed her, I would get sick also. She sensed my impatience. With her head resting in my lap, she began massaging my thigh. Before long she was sucking my 8-inch cut cock and I was thinking maybe this night would be okay. Just as I was beginning to leak a little pre-cum she stopped and ran to the bathroom. Well FUCK! Here I am with a raging hard-on and only lefty to satisfy it. At least I could be watching porn while I jerk off. So I told her goodbye and she was glad to see me go. Heading home I decided to detour slightly by Steve’s apartment just in case he was there. Surprisingly, he and Joe were both there. I was thrilled. We boys headed out to watch the strippers. We drank at the bars for three or four hours. Then headed out to the dance clubs. But we had stayed at the strip clubs too long and the regular clubs were closed. So without a woman, we headed to Steve’s. Joe went home because a girl was waiting for him there, and that left just Steve and me. We sat on his couch watching porn and smoking. After getting worked up by my girlfriend, getting lap dances and watching “Gang Bang 1990”, my cock was waving like a flagpole. But I was way too fucked up to go out looking for a woman, and besides I had nowhere to go but home to an empty apartment. I couldn’t pull my dick out in front of Steve so I had to get out of there. I told Steve I was headed home. He said goodnight. I stood up to leave and the next thing I remember I was lying on the floor laughing my ass off. Then I remember Steve putting me in his bed and helping me take off my boots and jeans. I was out right away. The last thing I remembered was Steve climbing in next to me. I was dreaming of the blowjob my girlfriend had been giving me. Then I was fucking her. Then Steve was in the room with us. What the fuck’s he doing here with me…I woke up. I was next to Steve in his bed, my hard cock throbbing. My dick had escaped my briefs and was firmly placed straight up the crack of Steve’s ass. Only his underwear was keeping my pole from sliding straight up his asshole. My arms were around him. I had one hand on his nipple and the other on his very solid cock. He was snoring softly. His considerable weight was cradled in my arms. I thought OH FUCK: I’m having a dream about jerking off my best friend. I had never done anything gay with another guy. So I pulled away and moved to the far edge of the bed. I was sweating heavily so I pushed off the blanket and took off my briefs. They were soaked with sweat so there was no point keeping them on. Lying on my back I stroked by thick clubby slowly. I thought of jerking off now but was scared that Steve might wake up and catch me. But I couldn’t just go back to sleep because I had to piss. So I climbed over my buddy and went to take a leak. When I returned Steve had pushed the blanket off as well. He was lying on his back and his thick hard meat filled the material of his bikini briefs all the way across the top of his massive thigh. His impressive body was laid out before me and the moon provided more than enough light for me to see every muscle. I was in awe of Steve’s massive legs. His quads seemed to balloon out from the leg holes of his underwear. My eyes kept coming back to his cock straining to get out of his underwear, as mine had been just a few minutes ago. His body hair was mostly shaved away. But there is a thin trail of blond hair running from his navel to the top of his shorts. Of course, I had seen him naked before, only not with the chance to stare directly at his entire musculature. I was enjoying the impressive sight. Then I realized that if he woke up I would be standing over his almost naked body looking at his hard-on and I was naked myself. I slid over him, being careful not to wake him. But I still touched his body with mine. I was getting nervous about him waking and getting really pissed. I laid back and closed my eyes to return to sleep, or at least look like I was. Suddenly I felt Steve’s massive body roll next to mine. His big right arm came across my chest and slid down to my stomach. Then his massive bicep flexed and he pulled me close. I felt his thick cock next to my hip. Damn it, he had my naked body in a bear hug! And he’s as hard as a rock! And I liked being in his arms: He was so strong and smelled of good cologne and beer. Slowly his arm slid down my body with his hand stopping on my growing dick. He began to grind his hips and thus his nine-incher against me. Then he said, “Come on, Lilly, suck me off.” Lilly was a girl that Steve saw from time to time. Obviously, he was dreaming of her. I decided to turn over and go back to sleep. If Steve wanted to grind on me, so be it. I could sleep anyway. I turned my back to his front. His hips ground into me again and his cock popped out of his shorts. Now the top of his thick nine-inch cock is up against my ass, as mine had been against his earlier. But I didn’t want to move away. I don’t know why but it felt good having it there, like it belonged. I even lifted my right leg to let his manhood in a little deeper in my ass crack. But what if it went further? I started to fear that he might actually stick that log up my ass thinking it was pussy. I could never take it and even if I fell asleep that would definitely wake me. Steve’s hand gripped my cock firmly and he began to jerk me off while sliding his hard cock along my ass. I decided this had to stop. Steve is my friend. I have to wake him. We weren’t gay, and he might think I set this all up. I rolled over to face him. Shaking him I called his name. “What?” he says groggily. “Wake up buddy, you’re laying on top of me.” “I thought you were Lilly.” “I know. You called her name.” Steve rolled onto his back and looked around. Then he looked down at his hard cock creeping out of the top of his briefs. “Damn, look at that. God, I’m horny.” Then looking over at me he says “Looks like you enjoyed having me on top of you.” “What the fuck do you mean?” “Come on, you got a woody, just like me. Don’t be such an asshole!” “Well to be honest it was okay. I’m not gay, but it felt pretty good.” Steve nodded. “Well what do we do now? Want to go watch some porn to jerk off?” “Nah, I don’t want to get out of bed. I am just too tired.” “Want to just go ahead and jerk off to get it over with?” I liked the idea of seeing Steve get a nut, but was scared that in the morning he would be embarrassed and not speak to me again. “Steve, I don’t want to lose a friend here.” “Don’t worry about it. My brother and I jerked off together everyday when we were kids.” “Okay,” I said tentatively. He began to touch himself through his shorts, so I reached down and began to pull on my very excited dick. Steve kicked off his underwear and began to masturbate his cock like there was no tomorrow. He was stroking with his right hand while his left massaged the heavy balls below. I was watching him, staring straight at his dick as I jerked off. “Dude, you want to do each other instead?” “You mean jerk each other off?” “Yeah, it feels better than doing it yourself.” “Steve, I don’t know…” “Come on, you pussy, give it a try.” He put his left hand on my rod, so I reached over and wrapped my right hand around his impressive manhood. The girth seemed twice that of mine. Here I was with another dude’s dick in my hand, separated only by about twenty inches of bed sheet. I want to stop myself. I keep thinking this is really fucked up. Man, this is gay. But, I like the feel of it. I had always wondered what another guy’s hard-on would feel like. I enjoyed sliding my hand over his dick, feeling the differences from my own. I had to comment on the incredible size of the thing. “Dude, your dick is so big! I can barely get my hand around it!” “It’s about the same as yours,” Steve answered. Was he telling the truth? I may not have been quite as long as Steve, but I wasn’t that much shorter, either. I wanted to feel more of him. I put my other hand on Steve’s balls and rolled on my side. I was now looking down to study this guy’s dick when it hit me: What the fuck was I doing? I’ve never done anything like this. Was it the beer? Shouldn’t I stop? But I wanted to keep going. It felt so good. And Steve was giving me a great hand job. But we were acting like faggots! Man, it felt so good and I had wanted to feel Steve’s body up close for years. Why should I stop? I hadn’t enjoyed sex this much in my entire life. I ran my hand up his firm abs to his massive pecs. While I rubbed his nipples, he moaned and moved closer to me. I continued to move my hand over his shoulder, down the thick triceps that flexed as he massaged my cock. Then down his back to his firm round gluts. They felt great. Round and thick, but not soft; instead they were hard as rocks. I gripped Steve’s right buttocks hard. “Let’s go a step further.” “Okay,” I answered without having any idea what he was suggesting. Did he want me to fuck his ass? At this point, the impossible seemed like a good idea. I had back-doored women before and I knew I could fuck Steve’s ass if he was willing. Steve turned on the bed and instead of offering his ass to me, I found myself staring at his cock. Then, the unique feel of a tongue on my cock. Steve was attempting to take my entire shaft down his throat. I had to catch my breath as a rush of excitement flooded my body. He closed his lips around the head of my engorged member and I realized this would be the blowjob of my life. I was unsure what to do. I opened my mouth and ran the tip of my tongue across the head of Steve’s cock. The firm ridge was swelling with the touch and I tasted the salty flavor of pre-cum. It was a different taste than my own. But that was all I had to compare it to. Still I liked it. I wrapped my lips around his cock and could feel the protruding veins of his dick. He began to push his hips forward to drive his cock in my mouth. I was already fucking his face with my dick in long steady strokes. My balls were beginning to tighten as Steve tugged on them. I grabbed his balls and tried to swallow his entire man-cock. This was the hottest sex of my life, and I wanted this big dick fucking my mouth. Steve pulled his mouth off my swelling cock. “I’m close to cumming. You can just jerk me off now.” “No, I want you to cum in my mouth.” “What? You sure? Great dude! I want yours, too.” I wrapped my arms fully around Steve’s ass. Licking his cock, I took it in my throat as deeply as I could. He was beginning to buck hard, and I could feel the urgency to cum building at the base of my own cock. “Yeah, yeah, suck me dude. Take it all. Here I cum!” Steve’s spunk flew down my throat. He was cumming so fast I couldn’t swallow it all. Semen was filling my mouth and running down my chin. It was too much and my own cock head swelled and the juice rose uncontrollably up my cock and out my piss slit. I came in massive jets of hot cum. I had never cum so much. I had never felt such a hard ejaculation. Steve took it in his mouth and swallowed as much as he could. He licked me clean, and I followed suit on him. He turned around upright on the bed. “That was great. Did you like it?” he asked. “Fuck yeah, I liked it! Didn’t you?” “Oh yeah I did. But now we have to get some sleep.” Steve rolled over and cradled me in his arms. I felt his softening cock press against my ass. And I was out… The next morning I woke up and Steve was already out of bed. I rolled over as he emerged from the bathroom… Story to be continued.