Gay Erotic Stories

This is a story about a guy I had a crush on that I worked with at a grocery store. He was a gorgeous guy, French Canadian, with a hint of an accent. His name was Marc, and he had smoldering brown eyes that seemed like they could look right through you. He has dark brown hair, spiked up at the front, and is about 6'0 tall, and from what I could see through his clothes, a pretty good bod. We were both just a couple of "the guys" around the store, stock boys, and the closing crew would often spend an hour or so after work in the parking lot drinking a beer, and smoking a joint etc. Marc and I never spent time alone, and never knew each other personally, but I could tell there was a bit of chemistry between us. When we would look at each other, even to say hi as we passed, we would always keep the eye contact longer than most people would. One night, I had a few people from work over at my place for some drinks, and we had a great time. I suppose this was all part of an intricate plan to be close to Marc, and it worked. Marc and I sat across from each other as we all told nasty jokes, and played drinking games. There were several times when we played the eye contact game right in front of everybody, and he would lean back in his chair and lift his shirt up enough so that I could see his bulge. Anyway, the night was getting on and some of the guys wanted to head out to the Wild Coyote bar to pick up some chicks. We were all getting ready to leave, when I thought of a plan.... I said I wanted to save some cash and stay and have a few more beer at home before heading out, and to my delight, Marc said he would stay back with me. Of course, I told him YES! We told the rest of the guys that we would meet them later at the club. The boys all left and Marc and I were left, sort of in an awkward situation, because both of us sort of knew what we wanted to happen, but weren't sure if the other wanted the same thing. I got us a couple more beer, and we decided to surf the net a bit, maybe find some "chicks" to look at. I pulled up an extra chair in front of the desk, and let him sit at the controls. We sat and drank a few more beers at the computer looking at dirty pictures of straight sex, and both of us were getting very horny, and very drunk. As we sat there side by side, our legs moved close together and touched, neither of us pulled away, and I for one got an instant hard on. Marc clicked away at pictures on various websites, and we came across some bi-sexual pics. There were shots of 2 guys and a girl, with guys fucking guys and sucking dicks, and this odd silence sort of fell over us both. Up until now we had been laughing and pointing at huge tits and other chick stuff, but now as Marc continued through these bi and even gay pics, neither of us said anything. As Marc stared at the screen, taking in these pictures of guys licking, sucking and rimming each other, I moved my eyes from the screen down to his crotch, and it was clear, that he was more excited about the gay pics than the straight ones earlier. I slowly looked up from his crotch to his chest, then up to his face, and as my eyes made it to his face, he looked over at me, and our eyes locked for a brief minute. He had a longing look in his pitch dark eyes. Our legs were still firmly pressed against each other, and I moved my left hand over to his knee and squeezed it. He began to shake a little, so I asked him if he was okay. He told me he was a just nervous. I moved my hand up and down his leg slowly, and squeezing him. I stumbled up from my chair and sat on the floor right behind the couch, leaning against the back of it. Marc watched me, then when I got settled, he came and joined me, sitting to my side. We began touching and feeling each other, exploring the other's body, and we took off our shirts. His chest was beautiful, chiseled but not too huge. I felt his chest and moved my face closer to him, and kissed his lips, to which he responded my opening his mouth, and flirting with me with his tongue, flicking mine with his. I was going wild, and could hold back no longer. I got a whole lot more aggressive with him, pulling him down so he was laying flat on the floor, and undid his pants, pulled them down with his underwear, and took them right off. He was totally naked in front of me. His body was tanned and the tan lines where his bathers were, turned me on as much as the sight of his hard cock laying there. I looked up at his face, and he was biting his bottom lip as he watched my every move. I kissed my way feverishly up his legs, licking and nibbling my way up. Then I lifted his knees up and spread them a bit, and continued my kissing and licking right at his crotch, licking his balls, and right down between his legs, just in front of his ass. He lifted his dick up, and pushed it down to me between his legs, rubbing it on my face as I licked and sucked at his crotch. I went with his lead, and took his dick into my mouth and sucked it with passion, using my tongue. I wanted him to cum so bad, i didn't even care about me. I got his dick wet and wrapped my right hand around it and sucked him while I jerked him off. Then I knew he was close when he started clenching his butt cheeks, and squirming from side to side. I pulled my mouth off, and jerked him hard until he let loose with his load. As I jerked him, I watched his face as he came all over his chest, all the way up to his chin, and allover his right nipple. His face made me so horny as he panted, whined and grunted when he came. As soon as he was finished, and was out of breath, he looked down at me again with those eyes, and a smirk. I straddled his hips, feeling his still-hard cock against my asshole. I shuffled my way up his cum covered stomach, getting his cum all in my crotch, and on my balls as they dragged up his stomach. I approached his mouth with my dick, and he readily opened it to accept me. I fucked his mouth slowly, knowing it was going to take only a few pumps before I was ready to go. When I felt it coming, I pulled back, sat back on his sticky hips and dick, and scooped up some of his cum from his right nipple and used it to jerk myself off. He used one hand to reach behind and squeeze my ass, and the other to play with my nipples. The orgasm was soo intense it felt like my whole insides were being pulled out through my cock, and I let go with a huge load on his chest and I squirted some on his shoulders and neck. I was spent, and so was he. I collapsed on top of him, feeling the warm cum between our bodies. He put his arms around me and whispered in my ear "I have wanted this for so long". We stumbled in our post-coital / drunken state, to the shower, and shared a long hot shower, taking turns cleaning each other off, each lightly kissing the other's body as we went. He was being so affectionate with me, and that made the whole experience complete for me. I thought for sure he would have bolted after getting cleaned off, but we dried ourselves off, and when I invited him to stay the night, he told me he'd like that. He fell asleep naked in my bed, laying with his head on my chest, lips against my nipple, hand on my shoulder.