Gay Erotic Stories

Nextdoor Surprise, Part III Naked, this young man was a sight any lonely guy would well remember: Arms brown and firm with muscles; strong legs; powerful chest; flat muscled stomach; and a firm tight ass almost white. It was his ass I held onto when we did it face to face and it was his ass I thought about when I was alone and missing him. Loneliness wasn't an easy thing to hurdle with him living next door. Running into his mom left me tense, so it had to have made him feel tense. All I could do was keep a low profile during the day and leave my door unlocked at night. Hearing him enter my apartment made everything wonderful. If we talked, it was while he undressed and usually about something that happened to him that day. Always he wanted me on my stomach. He rubbed his chest against my back before opening me up. He shimmed against me. Then, raising up on his hands he waited for my right hand to reach back and put him inside me. How late he stayed always depended upon the difficulty he thought he might have getting passed his mom and into his own bed. It was always difficult seeing him leave. I thought of desperation tactics to keep him longer, but couldn't use them. He needed to see me back off at that point before he'd consider another time. And I didn't want to worry about facing questions from the other tenants about his visits. I found something else to worry about---him going away to college. I knew I couldn't hang on to him forever. He was a smart young man, taller than I was now. His thighs were beefy and hairy. It was prime man meat he inserted into me the last time we got together. It felt good to him going in, but not to me. "Take it easy," I had to ask, but he just went on. That damned thing almost killed me. So, we had us a little talk about college and why he needed to think about going. "Well, I have been thinking about college." "Hallelujah!" I exclaimed. He frowned and stared at me. "You sound like you want to get rid of me." I eased my sore behind down onto the sofa beside him and put a pillow behind my back. "Me? Want to get rid of you? Why would I want to do that?" "Are you sore at me for some reason?" "No. Just . . .sore."