Gay Erotic Stories

I did not start to look at men until I was 40 years old, and even then I felt a little guilty about it for a long time. I was married and our once good sex-life had slowly dwindled to the point where we seldom had sex and neither of us really cared. We would go about our normal daily routine and then we would kiss goodnight before going to separate bedrooms. I would jerk off when the pressure got too much, and I could occasionally hear my wife moaning through a self-induced climax. The magnetism just was not there anymore. I would occasionally go to the adult bookstore and rent a XXX movie and bring it home and jerk off a couple of times while watching it. The store had both movies to rent and booths in the rear that used tokens from the little changing machines nearby. When you entered the booth you had a menu of different movies such as gay, bondage, straight or bisexual. I would usually watch the straight or bondage films. They also had rooms where you could view a full-length two-hour movie if you paid your six dollars at the font desk. You would pay the clerk and he would give you the key to the room. One day I was walking by one of these rooms and the door was open and the movie was still playing. I glanced in and no one was inside so I just closed the door behind me and started to watch a free movie, which was only about half over. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness I looked around and saw a big vinyl couch and I sat down on the cool fabric. Then I noticed what was playing on the screen. It was a gay movie and one guy was sucking his friend’s huge cock. They always seem to have heavy-hung guys in these movies. I started to get up ad leave but something pulled me back and as I watched the action my 7 inch cock started to harden and soon I had a total erection. Gay action was all new to me as I had always considered myself very heterosexual but I was really being turned on by the sight on the screen. I slipped my walking shorts down to the point where my stiff member could be reached and I slowly started to masturbate. As I watched the action go from cock sucking to a guy getting his ass stuffed full of hot meat I was more turned on than I had been in a long time. I was so engrossed I did not hear the unlocked door slowly open as a young black man walked in and stood quietly behind the couch. I don't know how long he stood behind me, but when he leaned down by my ear and said "Nice Cock" I almost jumped off the couch. I sat frozen as he walked around and sat down next to me. I finally got up the courage to look at him. He was a young very light skin Negro and really very good-looking. I noticed the clean, fresh bathed smell about him and he also had on good cologne. He just sat rubbing his crotch while I checked him out. I really did not know what to do as many emotions were flying through me at that time. One part of me was still very aroused and another part was a little scared by the man sitting next to me. I sat stiff-necked against the cold vinyl and pretended to watch the movie. He took control at that point and the next hour changed my life forever. He turned toward me and put his hand on my now semi-hard cock and started to work it. I put my hand on the top of his and tried to stop the movement, but my cock betrayed me and started to harden again. He seemed to understand and whispered in my ear, "First time, Huh?' and I nodded my head. He evidently knew he had a prize and he told me to relax and let if flow. For a few minutes he just continued to work my uncut cock and I was reaching the point of no return when he stopped and un-zipped his pants forcing them to his knees. I could not see too well in the dark but he took my hand and placed it on his cock. It felt like a giant soft snake as it continued to harden between my fingers. Soon it was standing tall and straight and the big mushroom head shown in the light from the movie. Fluid leaked from the opening in the tip and I felt it on my thumb as I sat spellbound and I watched my own hand move as if it had a mind of it's own. Up and down the huge shaft it moved as he settled back against the cushion. I could not believe this situation! Here I sat in an adult movie with another man's erect cock in my hand! I was not totally naive about gay sex but I would have bet you earlier that this would have never happened to me. He reached again for my cock and soon we were working in unison as we brought each other to nirvana. I came first with a loud moan and my sperm shot all over my leg as he milked the last drop from my deflating cock. I momentarily stopped moving my hand, but he again urged me to continue as he neared his climax. He shot a burst of come about a foot into the air and it hit on my shoe as he clamped his fist over the tip of his cock to stifle the next burst. I was actually turned on a little by the way my hand had affected him. He moaned and we both just leaned back against the couch and shut our eyes. As we regained our composure he reached in his pocket and handed me several Kleenexes and I cleaned the slimy sperm from my leg and shoe. He put his arm around my shoulder as the movie ground to an ending. Unusual a it was it felt good to have someone showing me affection again, and I put my hand on his thigh and unconsciously started to squeeze and massage it. It was obvious we both were in the mood for more action and soon we had moved to another room after selecting another movie and getting the key. I went in first and left the door unlocked, as male couples were not allowed to go into the booths together unless you snuck in. The clerk didn't really care as long as you locked the door behind you and then he could plead ignorance if the vice cops checked. As the gay movie began we wasted no time and soon we were completely nude with our clothes lying on a little table nearby. We found a light switch and turned the lights up and just stood and looked at each other. I was the pupil and he was the teacher and soon I was being taught the beauty of having an eight-inch cock in my mouth. I sat on the edge of the couch as he expertly and patiently imitated me into my new life of cock sucking. He moved the beautiful brown shaft around in my mouth as he cradled my head softly in his large hands. I thrilled at the feeling as the hard yet soft velvety shaft moved over my lips only to be drawn slowly out again. I tasted the salty leakage as his cum dribbled continuously from the swollen tip. This man had me totally at his mercy and he knew by my solid, erect cock that I was his. Try as I might I could only consume about six inches of his beautiful machine and soon he pulled out and swapped places with me on the couch as his talented expert lips engulfed the head of my turgid shaft. My wife had blown me many times in our early marriage days but it never gave me the thrills this man's hot thick lips were producing. I stood before him and enjoyed what would be only one of his many blowjobs as we met over the coming weeks. This man knew by now that I was totally virgin and he wanted his prize! My still firm ass was in his hands as he sucked me almost to the point of climax. He slowly worked his finger into my tiny unpenetrated opening. With a little pain he managed to get two fingers inside and started to stretch and widen the aperture. After a few minutes I started to relax and it became more pleasant as he worked deeper and deeper. When he touched my prostate I nearly went through the roof! As he massaged it I had never felt such sensations and I almost came before he pulled out and reached for his trousers. I stood with my hard cock in the air and my ass craving more of the attention as he slowly turned me around and bent me over the big over-stuffed arm of the couch. I felt the cold slick lube a he forced it into my little rosette. He took several minutes to open me up gently and stretch me until I relaxed. Soon he was again gently rubbing my prostate and I could only stand here with my body bent in position as he prepared to bust my cherry wide open and spit me like a ripe melon. He was trying to be cool and patient but his excitement over having found a virgin ass to fuck was causing his breath to betray him as he gasped each time I moaned from the contact inside me. I was so turned on that I would have let an army have me at that time and he finally got three fingers inside my widely stretched ring. I was at the point of no return and he knew it was time as he slipped a condom on his big pulsing cock. I turned my head and watched as his shaking hands slid the rubber down the big menacing looking shaft. It never looked so large as I shuddered just a little at the thought of that reamer splitting my cheeks. I was too hot to care and as I felt the slick, well-greased head make contact I braced myself determined to go along with him. As he slowly forced my virgin ring open there was momentary burning pain coupled with the feeling of being ripped open. I ground my crotch against the couch-arm trying to ease the pain. He stopped with about an inch inside me and told me to relax. The burning continued but as the shaft slowly buried inside my over-stretched ass I felt him contact my prostate again and it was down hill from there as he gradually built up steam and was soon impaling me over and over as his life-like snake searched for my depths. Just when the pain would almost be unbearable he would hit the mark and the bliss would over-shadow the misery. The excitement of attacking a virgin was taking it's toll and he couldn’t hold back and I felt him loose control as he literally pounded me for the last few strokes and unloaded his sperm into the condom deep inside my freshly marauded ass. I didn't want him to pull out and I clinched my ass as his black pole almost crawled from my hole as it softened. I heard the suctioning, sloppy "Plop" sound as my ass grasped like a drowning man onto the hot meat. As I sat on the couch and positioned my sore ass for the maximum comfort on my "T" shirt I felt the hot lube leaking from my hole. I could not believe that only a short while had passed and I had gone from a normal hetro male to a well-used, well-fucked cock-sucker. I turned and looked at the man who had made me his woman for a few short minutes and I saw him dressing to leave. After dressing we swapped phone numbers and introduced ourselves. I had been fucked sore by this man before I even knew his name! In the next few weeks we met frequently and as my ass stretched and adjust to his girth and length I grew passionate about being his "Bitch" as he put it. My cock-sucking skills were also honed to perfection as I repeatedly sucked him to climax and swallowed pint after pint on his fluid now that I was confident he was clean and safe. We agreed to just seeing each other and I soon was letting him flood my bowels without a condom. I even penetrated him a few times and I enjoyed it, but I was definitely a "bottom" and I loved to lay there in his apartment as he sank his hot spear more and more aggressively into my welcoming cock worshipping hole. Sex life with my wife became non-existent and a year later she found another man and filed for divorce, which I gladly granted. I moved in with my bronze lover and lived with him three years before we finally decided to try new people. If I had a dollar for every time I took that beautiful brown shaft down my throat or in my "pussy" I could retire... The End