Gay Erotic Stories

This story all starts with me walking home from the clubs, half in the bag. I had gone with my girlfriend but we had got into another fight and she had the car. I should tell you a little about myself. I was 21 at the time with dark hair and eyes. I stand about 5'10" and weight 160. I was in good shape, but far from being a hunk. As I walked, this big boat of a car pulled up. It was this older guy and he asked if I needed a lift? I took one look at him and remembered this was a cruising spot for gay men! I told him to fuck off and kicked at the side of his car as he sped off! As I continued walking, I thought--gross, fucking old fag, but I couldn't stop thinking about him! Then another car pulled up, and I thought I’d show this fag, and looked in the window and I just stopped! Looking back at me was James A.K.A.(Mr. Jock, Capt. of football team, the guy all the girls wanted to do!) He looked at me and said," Hey Rick! Hop in!" and without thinking I did. All I could think about was he knew my name! As we drov,e he made some small talk. He said that he had not seen me around lately. I told him that I was going to school and was back for the weekend. Then I told him about the old guy that had just tried to pick me up, and that I thought it was gross! He said, "Ya I hate that, they should keep to themselves and get there own place. Who wants too old meat!" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Mr. jock was a fag! No Way! I just sat there not knowing what to do. So do you have a place we can go? My roommate is home tonight. so I don't really have one. And no, I don't either, maybe we could do this another time? “No, that’s OK. I have a place we could go.” He continued. I didn't say anything and he took that as a yes, and off we went. No one said anything for about 5 minutes, and then he pulled into this parking lot that was closed off. He said that his father owned the shop and that he had a key. I didn't know what to do! I thought I would tell him the truth. "Hay James this my first time, and I don't know if I'm ready." Hey if you were walking that road looking for it, then you want it. As he said tha,t he reached over to my crotch and gave it a rub. He smiled, "Yeah, you want it!" My cock was rock hard. “Look, if you don't like it, then we’ll stop.” With that, he got out of the car and went to the door of the shop and opened it up. Then, he looked back at me. I just didn't want to look bad I told myself, but deep down I couldn’t pass up this chance, so in I went. We went into this small office, and he started to undress me, taking off my shirt, and then kissing and biting one nipple, then the other. It was so hot! Then he got down on his knees and undid my pants, pulling them down. My rock hard cut cock jumped out at him. He kissed, licked and sucked my cock like no girl had ever had! He was attacking my cock and I couldn't take much more! You could tell he was loving what he was doing--not like a girl at all! Then, I had the best orgasm I ever had, had, until that point of my life. He took it all not missing a thing. Then, he stud up and started to undress himself. He was a god! When he pulled down his pants, he had on this small red thong. His cock was stretching it to the max! He had powerful thighs. Then, he said it was my turn. I went over to him and he pushed to my knees, which didn't take much. I reached up and pulled down his thong. His cock jumped out and brushed on my face. I didn't know what to do, so I tried to do what he did. I went at it slowly at first, licking and trying to take as much as I could. At first, he slowly started to move his hips and his cock slid in and out of my mouth. I had my hand on the base, so it wouldn't go in too far. I couldn't believe I was doing this, and my cock was rock hard again! Every once in a while, he would go too far and I would begin to gag, or I would spit it out for a break. I wasn't used to it. Then, he started to get mad and told me to hold still. As he held on to my head, and pushed his cock all the way into my throat.. I was not enjoying this at all now, and my once hard cock went soft, and I wanted to get the hell out of there. I stood up and went for my clothes! He grabbed me and pushed me to the desk, holding me down with one hand, as he spit into the other. I felt a finger go up my asshole and then another. Then I felt his cock trying to push into my hole. I tried to get a way, and also tried to close my hole. He drove his arm into my back and said, “Just let it happen, and you’ll love it. If you try and fight it, it’s going to go badly for you--and it’s going to happen either way!” It was the way he said it and he meant it too. So I just closed my eyes, and in it went. Fuck! It hurt like hell! How could it be worse than this! It was too late now--I could never get him out now! At first, he made just little strokes, then slowly, he would go longer and longer until he was all the way in! Then, he stopped and leaned over my body and said, “How do you like being fucked?” I just turned my head the other way. That’s when he started to fuck me for real--with long, hard strokes. My ass no longer hurt--it was kind of numb. All that filled my world was the feel of the desk and his hot body slamming into me. He was grunting and calling me a bitch. He then started to bite my neck, and slow down his attack on my ass. He was breathing hard and stopped and asked me again if I liked being fucked. This time, I just looked up at him. He had a wild look about him and started in again. I was so lost in what was going on, I didn't know what to do. He then leaned over me again and said, “Do you like me fucking you, bitch?” Just then he pulled me back a little and grabbed on to my now hard cock. And this felt great! Sending wave after wave of orgasms through me, and I screamed--yes! yes! YES! after each shot of cum . He pulled his cock almost all the way out and just kept pushing the head through my ass ring, then he pulled out and shot cum all over my sweaty back. He then leaned over and licked some of the cum off my back. He slowly pushed himself off me and sat in the chair with his cock still half hard and a smile on his face. I was sore all over and couldn't stand right away. When I did, he helped clean me off, and told me sorry, but he knew I wouldn't go for anal sex and that is what he needed. I just wanted to get out of there. When I was leaving, he passed me his phone number. I was going to through it out when he said, "In a few days you’re going to heal up and you’re not going to remember the pai--but you will remember it felt great!" I said, "Go to hell!" "The next time will be better! It won’t hurt as much! You’re going to want to keep that!" he added, referring to the slip of paper with his phone number on it. I did as I was told, and we soon became great fuck friends. We often replay our first time at his dad’s office! Jasonk0987@hotmail.com