Gay Erotic Stories

It was a Sunday, boiling hot in the mid-day sun when I was called to the Engineering Production building to inspect some of the offices that had been reported as having faults. As it was Sunday, most of the rooms were empty except for one on the second floor. A very handsome Indian guy answered my knock at the door of the Supervisor’s office. He was of slim build, about 5' 5" tall, had jet-black hair and a smile I could have died for.

Because the rooms themselves were unbearably hot he was wearing just a pair of snug white shorts gripping his nicely rounded buttocks and his manhood at the front. His broad smile and slightly sheepish grin beckoned me in. He told me his name was Ketan and that he was an Engineer at the Plant. The office was very clean and tidy, but the room itself had suffered with some cracking of the walls. Most of the cracks could be seen easily. However one was just visible over the top of a large cupboard. The cupboard was too heavy for me to move on my own, particularly as I had recently hurt my arm. I asked Ketan if he would mind helping me. Quite what made the cupboard so heavy I don't know, but we were both soon dripping with sweat trying to move it. At times my bare arm would brush against Ketan's torso and as it did, I sensed there was a slight quivering of his body. The sweet smell of his sweat was alluring, but I wasn't letting on. Suddenly, I realised I was beginning to pack my shorts with a full-blown hard-on. My face must have become noticeably flushed because Ketan asked me if the heat was getting to me. "Yeah, its getting pretty hot in here," I said, hoping Ketan caught the subtle reference to his presence. Moving that cupboard was hard work and we were both aching all over. In that hour, Ketan and I seemed to connect, like we had known each other for years. I felt a true connection with Ketan like I had never experienced with another man before.

"You look like you could do with a shower before you go," said Ketan. "Boy, that would feel great!" I replied and we headed down the hallway to wash off the sweat that had built up in that short time. I had a lot of other stuff building up inside of me that day, too. I couldn't wait to view Ketan in his full splendour and see if the rest of his exquisite frame was what I had dreamed it would be. I wasn't disappointed. The building had showers on each floor with about four shower spigots in the shower, except for the second floor, which only had two because it was a much smaller floor. Ketan said he would bring some towels and shower gel from his room whilst I got ready in the shower changing area. I already had a rock hard erection. There was already a towel left by the previous guy and I wrapped it around my waist to hide my hard member. I wanted to be the first in the shower because I didn't want Ketan to see my stiff cock, just in case he did not share similar feelings towards me. Hell, at this moment I didn't really understand why I was feeling this way and was slightly embarrassed about the whole situation.

The hot water streaming over my body seemed to melt my aching muscles and didn't hear Ketan come into the showers. I turned around to soak down my back and witnessed Ketan's beautiful naked body for the first time. He was virtually smooth all over except for a small bush of jet-black pubes around his gorgeous, four-inch limp cock. He had the finest bum I had ever seen and firm, muscular legs. "Looks like one of your muscles isn't as tired as the rest," Ketan joked as he gazed at my bulging cock.

Embarrassed, I spun around and replied that I had been looking at some porn magazines earlier that day and hadn't fully recovered from the pictures. "I understand. I get that way, too when I read those magazines." Now, I wasn't sure if I had just blown the chance of the century or survived a very humiliating moment. But, I couldn't help staring at Ketan's wonderful physique while he was lathering up his hair. I wanted to wrap my arms around him, caress every inch of his body and have him do the same with me. I turned away and leaned with my arms against the ceramic tile thinking that this was a crazy thought and tried to force down the erotic emotions. That's when Ketan began to massage my shoulders with his hands lathered with soap.

"I think you could use some loosening up after all that work. You seem a little tense," Ketan said softly. "God, that feels so good" was all I could say. His powerful hands expertly caressed my sore back muscles. He slowly worked his way down my back to just above my backside; his fingers exploring every single muscle fibre. Ketan then moved his hands around my waist to the front of my abs and began to work his way up to my chest, tenderly kneading my flesh and circling my nipples. I began to quiver slightly and made some low, gurgling moans of ecstasy.

Ketan again massaged his way down the front of my body, but this time he didn't stop at the waist and began lathering up the nest of hair around my now blood-gorged manhood. Since my dick was pointing straight up towards my stomach, Ketan couldn't help but graze my eager cock-head. Ketan's member too was now fully erect and nudging me between my ass cheeks. His soapy hands began to fondle my cock and stroked it hard and long. I was in heaven. I turned around, gazed into his black eyes, grabbed him by the back of the head and shoved my tongue into his awaiting mouth. Our hands groped each other, as our bodies seemed to be one in the hot steam and water. Ketan worked his way down my body with his tongue, past my belly button and pulled down my cock into his hot luscious mouth. I had never experienced this sexual adventure from anyone before. The sensation was like nothing I had ever felt before. Ketan would take my entire shaft into his mouth where I could feel it tickling the back of his throat. Then he would slowly pull away, but sucking hard until only his tongue and lips surrounded my cock helmet. After what seemed like eternity, but am sure was only a few moments, my entire body buckled and I exploded wave after wave of jism into Ketan's mouth. I don't think he was too experienced at this either and kind of gagged as cum trickled out of the side of his lips, but he never let go of my cock and kept sucking me until I was finished.

He stood up and passionately kissed me, letting me experience the taste of my own orgasm. I was now wild with desire for Ketan and wanted him to sense the same rapture that I had just felt. So, for the first time in my life, I went down on another man and gave Ketan the blowjob of his life. The sensation of his cock in my mouth was incredible. All I wanted to do was satisfy Ketan and let him savour the same sexual bliss. His cock had grown into well over six inches of pure manhood and I tried to get as much of him into my mouth as I could. I discovered that he was very sensitive in the area just below his balls because he would jerk when my finger stroked this spot. I concentrated on this location and took all of him into my mouth when his scrotum sack tightened up. I wanted this to last as long as possible, for both our sakes. Ketan began to lunge and buck into my face, grabbing the back of my head and pumping my mouth onto his cock. His moaning echoed in the shower as I continued to tease and stroke him orally. "God, I'm gonna blow!" he said and expelled into my mouth his man-juices which spilled all over onto my face. I stood up and we looked deeply into each other's eyes. Both of us realised that what happened here was more than just a sexual liberation caused by some youthful hormones kicking into high gear. This was something much more. We quickly rinsed off and tried to keep the telltale smiles from our faces, just in case one of the other engineers walked into the bathroom. Luckily, no one interrupted us during our frenzied shower sex. Drying off, we made our way back to Ketan’s office. Ketan told me one of his fantasies was to be tied up and licked into an orgasm. Not wanting to miss an opportunity I laid him naked on the settee securely binding his arms and legs to the base. Apart from his middle torso, Ketan was unable to move at all. He was my slave. I now noticed that he had the most perfect feet I have ever seen. Working my tongue around his toes and the sole of his foot, Ketan was visibly squirming; the sensations were driving him wild. I worked my tongue up his legs towards a gaping crotch that was filled by his relaxed cock and balls. With my head now tucked right between Ketan’s legs and my tongue working delights around his cock it gradually increased in size, pointing now up towards his face. I didn’t use my hands at all, just letting my tongue provide the necessary stimulation. Ketan’s head was swaying wildly from side to side and his body twitching with every stroke of my tongue. With one enormous heave of his buttocks up off the bed, a huge spurt of juice like a shot from a gun went hurtling up on to his chest. I lay on top of Ketan, using his jism as a lubricant between our chests whilst squeezing him tightly.

From then on I would make frequent visits to Ketan’s Factory looking for building faults that needed my inspection. Each time, Ketan and I would also inspect each other for cracks that needed filling.

District Building Inspector, Mik