Gay Erotic Stories

The day was hot so he was wearing only running shoes and a pair of shorts that were tight in all the right places. He didn’t seem to notice me watching him as he stretched and warmed up for his run. It was his custom every Saturday morning to workout in this way. As was my custom to watch him do so. My cock twitched as he bent to stretch the backs of his legs, lean muscles moving under smooth skin. The legs of his shorts were loose enough to show the straps of his jock and the package it held so tightly. He finished his warm up and began moving away at a steady pace toward the trails of the park. Once he was out of sight I stood and stretched, inconspicuously adjusting myself to keep my hard-on from showing. Moving to the trails myself I followed a different route then my “lust interest” had taken. I knew his routine and the paths that he took. Eventually I reached the first place that I had seen him weeks earlier, a lookout spot that afforded a concealed view of the trails and the half way point of his work out. He was there already stretching and cooling down a little before setting out on the last half of his run. I let out an involuntary gasp of surprise when he took out his cock and pissed on a nearby tree. He must have heard me because he began looking around for the source of the noise, not finding it he continued peeing. It was a nice piece of meat being long and thick and un-cut. I watched as he shook the last drops of urine from the tip and put it away. He stretched one more time and continued on his way. Breathing a sigh of relief at nearly being caught I pulled out my own now rock-hard cock and began stroking it, relishing the memory of seeing his piece. I closed my eyes and imagined him naked, doing his stretches. Now that I had finally seen “it” I could add it to my fantasy of him, my put together vision of him that I kept in my mind. My stroking became faster as my mind’s eye pictured him stroking his cock and rubbing his chest. So wrapped up in my fantasy I didn’t hear him sneaking up on me. “Nice cock you have there,” he said from somewhere to my left. Startled, I turned and found him standing several feet away, his shorts now dangling from one hand as he stroked his cock with the other. “That must be a very nice view from where you are?” he asked still stroking himself. “Not as nice as the one I have right now,” I replied as I moistened my lips. “You look like you could use some help with that.” Smiling, he walked the short distance to where I was standing and dropped his shorts on the ground. His hands began undressing me as his tongue probed my mouth. The smell of soap in his sweat made me light-headed as our tongues fought for control of the connection that our lips made. I could feel that his chest was covered with a light layer of perspiration as he pressed himself to me. The hair on my chest clung to the moisture creating an odd connection that I found very electrifying. His hands were cool and quick as he pulled off my shirt and dropped my pant to the ground. Naked and totally oblivious to our surroundings we began exploring each other, never breaking the lock that our lips made. I slipped a finger in his ass and he moaned. He pinched my tit and made me moan too. We pressed our bodies together, our cocks caught in the friction and leaking pre-cum. I fucked him with my finger and he did his best to stroke our cocks. I moaned as I neared climax so he picked up speed with his hand. I came first, gluing us together with my spunk. The warmth of my load as it pumped out between us brought him the rest of the way. His body twitched and convulsed in the throws of his release. I held him tight still kissing him until he relaxed and came back from the brink of his oblivion. “My name is Dave,” he said as we stepped back to survey the situation. “You have been watching me from time to time haven’t you?” “Every Saturday,” I replied smiling as he began to pull on his shorts, the cum drying on his skin. “I saw you down there at your half-way point several months and have followed and mapped your routine ever since. You have an extraordinary body.” “Thank you, I try to keep it up. I’ve seen you as well, but until today I never knew that you ever followed me into the trails.” He stood there watching me get dressed. “You are one fine looking man yourself. What’s your name?” he asked when I was finished putting myself back together. “Andrew” I replied holding out my hand smiling. “Nice to meet you Dave.” Taking my hand he pulled me close and kissed me again. “Do you have to be anywhere?” he asked stepping back still holding my hand. “If you’re not busy and like me, still ‘in the mood’ we could go to my place for another round.” The smile never leaving his lips. “Lets go,” I said reaching down and grasping his crotch, he was definitely still “in the mood” and ready to go again. “Meet me at the park entrance with your car and you can drive us there. I usually just jog the rest of the way home to finish my workout, but I have a feeling that I may get enough of a workout when I get you home,” he said with a wink as he turned and took to the trail that would finish his workout. The day was getting warmer and my car was very hot inside. With the AC going full blast I pulled out toward the street. He jogged up shortly and got in. He was sweating again and the chilled air from the air-conditioner made his nipples hard. I wanted to lick them but I just settled for a quick feel of his pecks and crotch. “I don’t think I can wait until we get to your place,” I said as I licked my lips provocatively. “Control yourself you insatiable slut,” he said jokingly. “You’ll get your rocks off again soon enough.” He lived alone nearby in an apartment that was nicely furnished but very much a bachelor’s quarters. I followed him into the bedroom and then into the shower. We showered until the water started getting cold, lathering and rinsing and lathering again. Dripping wet, we fell onto his bed and started exploring each other. Writhing about on the bed we made our way to a six-nine position. He liked to take me all the way in and hold me while his tongue worked my shaft and then pull all the way off and shove it all the way back down his throat again. I took to his cock using my hand and mouth in unison to stroke it from tip to base, over and over again. I could barely wrap my hand around the expanse of it, and it stretched my mouth to the limit. The head was slightly larger then the shaft and covered by a thin layer of foreskin stretched tight. He would shudder when I pull the skin back and brush the sensitive head with my beard stubble. After several of those he started moaning and wiggling about on the bed. “I don’t want to cum yet!” he panted pulling away from me and changing position. “Fuck my ass!” he pleaded pulling his legs to his chest showing me his nice, pink hole. As I moved into position, I watched it twitch in anticipation. The lubricant was cool on his skin, raising goose flesh as I dropped some onto his pucker. He held a rubber package in his teeth for me so I could rip it open. I started pushing against his hole before I could even get in unrolled all the way down my shaft. His eye’s opened wide as began my descent. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, as he did his ass relaxed and I slid the rest of the way in without interruption. He let go of his legs and wrapped them around me, pulling me close and kissing me. We laid like that for some time, with me rocking in and out slowly but never pulling very far out. He would moan from time to time as my cock churned his guts and when the hair on my stomach would tickle his cock and balls. After a while I lifted him onto my lap and moved to lay down with him on top. His cock was hot and rock hard as he trapped it between us and gyrated his hips to slide his ass around on my cock. His breathing became ragged, and he began to thrust himself harder and harder onto my cock banging his prostate with every movement. Lifting himself slightly with his arms he picked up speed, all the while rubbing his cock in the hair on my stomach, already wet with his pre-cum. His breath turned into grunts and then gasps as he started cumming. With every shot of jiz that came out of him, his ass clamped down on my cock bringing me to the brink myself. Finally, when he finished and as the last shudders of pleasure went through him, he collapsed in his own jiz. As close as I was to cumming, all I had to do was thrust my hips into him three times and my bells started ringing. We stayed like that, kissing and caressing until our breathing slowed and my cock softened and slithered out of the ruins that was his ass. We showered again, washing each other like an old married couple, taking our time and talking like old friends. He revealed that he was a copywriter for an add agency, and that he has had no serious relationships. This last statement was said with a sparkle in his eye. “Stay for dinner?” he asked hopefully as we dried off. “Sure, as long is I get to help,” I responded kissing him and holding him close. Naked, we prepared and ate a simple dinner of salad, bread and wine in-between fondling and kissing. We did manage to talk some more as well and found that we have a lot of the same tastes. Afterward we went back to the bedroom for round three... It started this time with him giving me a back rub that turned into an ass rub. His fingers probing my crevice slipping in and out tickling my prostate and driving me wild. “I want your cock in there next,” I said as he finger-fucked me. He took to the suggestion right away and soon after slipping on a rubber his cock was deep inside me, plowing it’s way to my pleasure spot. His strokes were long and steady, straight down into me hitting that spot every time. I moved to my knees so that he could get his hands on my cock. He pinched and rubbed my nipples and worked my cock matching it stroke for stroke with his thrusts. He was a master “ass-fucker” keeping his pace steady. His ramming was artful, with every thrust the slapping sound that we made as his hips and my ass-cheeks made contact, turned me on even more. “You like that cock in your ass don’t you?” he asked never breaking stride. “Oh yeah, oh yeah, ride me hard!” I groaned. My head was spinning and my ass was burning from the pounding it was getting. “Harder!” I screamed. “Your gonna make me cum! Harder, harder! Oh! I’m cumming!”I screamed as I coated his hand with my cum. “I’m close!” he cried as he thrust into me even harder. I snaked my hand back between my legs and shoved as much of my fingers up his ass as I could. That did the trick and he grunted and thrust one final time. He filled the condom with his load and collapsed on top of me spent and sated. Soon we were dozing with his cock still in my ass. We shifted as we slept and I woke early the next morning to the feeling of a warm wet sensation on my cock and balls as someone washed them with a washcloth. Dazed and wondering where I was I jumped when I realized that there was a mouth now working me over down there. Recognition dawned on me and I smiled down at Dave as he tried to smile at me around his mouth full of cock.