Gay Erotic Stories

It was about five past eight in morning when the door was opened. An unrecognized customer came in. I let him wonder around for about a minute before I politely greeted him. He was married, from the ring on his finger…damn--I was disappointed, but I thought who knows, so many bi-men around, or coming to my store. Age wise, he must be in his late thirties, or early forties. Dark brown hair, blue eyes, and very fair skin. He was about six two to six four. Just from the way he behaved, I could tell he was not coming from a royal family. “Good morning, sir, how are you today?” “I am very fine, indeed” he answered with big smile, and thick English accent. “I’ve recently come from England, and I am not familiar in placing an order for my clothing here” he explained “What do you need Sir?” I asked him “I need some suits, mine got lost when I moved here” “It shouldn’t be a problem, we are the best tailor in the town” I proclaimed proudly “O.K, I will give a try, then” he replied “Why don’t we go to the back room to get your measurement, however, before I take your measurement, could you fill in a new customer form” Wow, I guessed correctly. He is a Lord. His name is Lord James Albert Worthington from Winchester England. When he passed me by, I could smell the smell of soap. His hair was wet from taking shower earlier just before coming to my store. “We make top of the line suits here, therefore we really need to get a precise measurement of all parts of your body” I told him “No, problem, I always get the top quality apparel” he said. “Could you please take off all your shirt and pants” I ordered him He followed order well. I was shuddering when I saw him only in his white pristine briefs standing in front of me. He has a lot of hair on his front side of his body, but nothing on his back. I took my time measuring all part of his body. I should tell you that I am also crazy about men underwear. Since I have never had any English customers before, I was so thrilled to find out what brand of underwear they wear. When I measured his waist, I pretend to accidentally pull his underwear waistband down. I was so happy that I found out the brand of his underwear. He wore a brief with St. Michael as a brand, made by Marks and Spencer. Later on, I found out that many English men wear this brand. “We are nearly finished with all the measurements, however, I need to ask you the last question. This sounds a little bit strange, but in order to get perfect fit, I need to know how big your penis when it erects, and where do you point your penis. I need all this to make sure that you will not be in an embarrassing situation, you know what I mean” “What do you mean?” he asked naively “I want to make a pant that when my client has an erection, the erection will not show up” I explained “Oh…I got it” he chuckled “It got pretty big…when it got a life…about 7.5 to 8 inches, and I usually point it to the right” he chuckled again “Do you need to get the measurement also????” he asked me “Sure, if you do not mind. It will really give you a perfect pant” I answered suggestively. “As a matter of fact, nearly all my customers will provide me with precise measurement” I convinced him Do you need some magazines to help you achieving that state??” “Why not” he winked I handed some magazine from Hustler, Playboy, even PlayGirl. He took the Hustler. Damn, why don’t you take the PlayGirl so that I can be pretty sure that you are a bi-sexual. A moment later, he pulled down his brief to his knee. His dick was uncut, and about four inches soft. He flipped some pages until he found the one that he liked, and he started jerking himself, a minute passed. He did not get any harder. “I do not know, what happened. I cannot get an erection today” he told me in fear “You must be nervous, with somebody around you” I calmed him down “You must be right” he answered “Could I help you” I offered him a hand “I guess” he let me do him “Why don’t you lay down on the sofa, and I play with your dick” I suggested He lay down on the sofa, and closed his eyes. Within a minute his dick was getting harder. It was already about seven inches. I could here he started moaning. Without asking, I stick out my tongue, and started licking the head off his dick. Oh man, his dick smells so good, it smells so sweet from just getting shower. At no time, he achieved his optimal size which is eight inches, and very thick. At this state, he did not say a word, his breath was getting heavier, and he was starting pushing his pelvis against my mouth. He kept pushing my head against his dick. I increased my pace, and suddenly, I heard him scream, and several jets of his sperm were hitting my throat. He shuddered uncontrollably. Finally, he started to calm down. I got a tissue and dried his dick up. He laid down for a good ten minutes naked. His dick had shriveled to about 4 inches. A moment later, I brought him a cup of hot tea. “Unbelievable! That was the best blowjob that I have ever gotten. My wife cannot give me that, and will not.” he smiled widely Since that time, he comes to my store at least once a month to get measurement… PLEASE GIVE ANY COMMENTS TO PARVIMAN@AOL.COM