Gay Erotic Stories

Well, Looky Here! Part II After that first time with Chuck, I couldn't stay away from my window. I could almost feel him watching me even when I didn't see him. When I did see him, he kept me from getting a clear view of him. Like he wanted to tease me now. The more I thought about that, the harder I got. One night, I looked around and he was at my bedroom door, only a shadow at first, then closer, closer until undeniable lust brought us into each other's arms. He had to tell me how much he enjoyed our previous coupling and how sorry he was we weren't together every night. Talk wasn't what I wanted, I told him, and began helping him undress. My lack of inhibitions this time surprised Chuck. But he'd kissed away my fears and made me well. I was comfortable with what we were going to do and already fantasizing about where the fun would lead---to intercourse. I discovered a sexy, spontaneous, party-hearty side of myself I liked a whole lot better than the inhibited side. Waiting for someone else to get the ball rolling was too unrealistic. "You see what happens when we get away from our windows?" I asked Chuck, his dick glistening in the night as I worked it with both hands.