Gay Erotic Stories

The music was so loud that it filled the room. Nothing could be heard but the beat of the music coming form the sound system. That was the way George W. Bush liked to hear his music blasting. He was lying on his bed looking up at the ceiling, bored. His advisors were all spending time with their families so he was stuck in the house alone tonight. Just then the phone rung. Something told George to pick the phone up. George was so bored he contemplated just letting the phone ring till it stopped. "Hey.... What’s up," George said into the telephone. "Whassup my man this is Al," Al Gore answered back into the telephone. "Man, what’s going down," George said perking up wondering whether he might want to hang out tonight. "Nothing man I was wondering the same thing," Al said on the phone. Then there was silence for a second. "Well, you want to do something," George proposed to Al. "Yeah man, I'll be there in five minutes," Al Gore said hanging up the phone. George figured he must have been on his cell phone for it only to take 5 minutes to get to where he was. George got up from the bed and headed for the kitchen. He grabbed a piece of pizza from that afternoon and popped it in the microwave. Just then the doorbell rang, which was followed by a knock. George ran over to the door. There stood Al Gore in his black khaki pants and Black T-shirt. He walked in and stood in the door for almost a minute. George was still in his gray shorts and white T-shirt. "So what we going to do tonight," George asked Al. "Whatever we do its way to early to do it...all the clubs don't get bumping till midnight," Al Gore said pulling a joint out of his pocket. He lit the joint and started smoking it. "We can head to your room and hit up play station and I can beat that ass," Al said between inhales of smoke. "Yeah right Al. its on now," George said grabbing the pizza from the kitchen and heading to the room. Once they were in the room, George switched on the play station and sat on the floor in front of the bed with one of the controllers. Al Gore hopped on the floor next to him and they started playing the game. After a few minutes, Al Man started to feel hot. "Damn man, you ever heard of air conditioning," Al said jokingly to George. "Oh sorry, I can switch it on," George said getting up. Al Gore put his hand on George Bush shoulder and said," That’s alright man.... I can take my shirt off." Al took his shirt off and revealed a well-defined chest. George found himself staring at it. George deep down wishing that he could have a body like that. George kept his shirt on. And they kept playing the playstation. " Damn man, you ever heard of deodorant," Al said to George Bush. Just then George took a whiff of himself and he was rank. He got up to go get some deodorant on when Al Gore stood up. "Its cool...I'm just fucking with you," Al Gore said looking at George deeply. "Your smell turns me on," Al Gore said rubbing George Bush’s head. George was speechless. George was also extremely hard. "Lose the shirt," Al shot the command. Not as confident about his body George was hesitant about. When Al came up to him and lifted his shirt. "I love your body," Al Gore whispered in his ear. George could smell the stink of weed on his body. As George took breaths, he got higher and higher on the smell of the weed. George got higher on the heat that both their bodies created at that moment. Just then Al came in close and let his tongue invade George's mouth. George’s legs began to go weak as his tongue warred with Al's invading tongue. Then Al pulled away from George and looked at him. George dropped his shorts and stood in his boxers looking at Al for approval. Al simply gave him a vague smile. Al then started to unzip his pants. Then they slid down his legs and Al slipped them off and stood in his boxer brief. George's eyes were glued to Al's dick (which was definitely hard). George went over to the bed and motioned for Al to come and get it. Al Man didn't have to be asked twice he hopped into the bed and went right back to kissing George. Al Gore was definitely the dominating one. Their bodies began to rub and create sweat between the two. They were both definitely wet and their body began to stink of hot sex. Al Man went down to George's nipples and began to suck away. George now began to moan. George had never been with a guy. And this new experience was definitely making him change his mind about what he was about. George at that moment was thinking, I could stay in Al's arms forever. Then Al Gore ran his tongue slowly across the nipple and a moan escaped from George's mouth. Then Al man ran his hand and caressed George's cock through the underwear. George’s body withered from the constant touching of his body. In one sweep, Al pulled George's underwear down and George's cock stood at attention. Al Gore went lower and lower till he got to George's cock. Al Gore ran his tongue up and down the shaft of the cock while tweaking the nipples with his hand. He knew he had George where he wanted him but he need to seal the deal. Al put the cock in his mouth and started bobbing up and down on it. George was in total pleasure zone. But then Al started to suck ever so roughly on George's balls. George let out a moan that would almost count as a scream as Al just continued at his work. Then Al stopped and said," Suck me." He then took his hand and guided George's head down to his dick. George pulled the boxer briefs down and started going at the dick. It’s was 9" and kind of thick but George was handling it like a pro. Al's eyes were rolling inside his head. The Al pulled his dick from George's lip and went down and flipped George on his back. Al left George on the bed on his back. He went into the bathroom in search of some lube. There he found a jar of Vaseline and headed back to the bed. Al took his finger into the jar and got a big glob on his finger and put some on George's hole. George knew what was coming and his heart began to beat a mile a minute. Al Man then lubed up his dick. He placed his dick at the entrance of George's ass. Then Al pushed his dick up George in one thrust. The pain caused George to scream out and try and squirm to get from under Al. But Al wasn’t having any of that. He held down with his body weight. He gave George some time to get use to the feel. And after a while, George felt the pain change to pleasure. Al Gore started to ride him. Hard. George was moaning uncontrollably like a bitch in heat. He was embarrassed of himself but he couldn't help it. The initial fuck seemed to last forever but then Al let loose his cum into George. George was so turned on by it that he came soon after (without touching himself). Al Gore rolled off of George. Then George was about to get up and clean himself off and out when Al grabbed him and said,” Go to sleep." George lay wrapped in his arms. Just then Al Man whispered in his ear," You might not know it now but you are mine. You have an itch that only I can scratch and you know that. You're my bitch." Just then George went to sleep not caring if it meant he was Al's bitch as long as he gets some more good loving. To be continued...