Gay Erotic Stories

One summer I felt that I would treat myself to a vacation. I was in a pretty wild and promiscuous state of mind at that point so I decided that I would vacation to the downtown gay village area of a major city. When I arrived the place was just pumping with hot men everywhere. The temperature was at an all time high in the city and clothing was becoming more and more optional as the sweat level was increasing. Delicious!

On my first night I decided that I would be a total bar fly and see what each club had to offer. I wasn’t disappointed at all. I met some great fellas that night and we all decided that it was time to visit the local male strip club.

The place was jammed packed and the heat was unbearable…well actually it was quite bearable--once I got to enjoy all the sweaty men shoulder-to-shoulder drooling over some of the hottest naked muscle men I’d ever seen. You could smell the burning desires and ripe cocks of every man in the place with each breath. I was so horny. I couldn’t calm down as my heart started to accelerate with enjoyment.

Then it happened, I made eye contact with one of the dancers. He was just gorgeous! 5’10, 215lbs of muscle, slightly hairy, shaved head, chiseled and piercing ice blue eyes! He was wearing a black Speedo that looked as if it couldn’t possibly contain any more of his manhood without exploding! “He just wants me to pay for a lap dance,” I thought as I sipped on my rye.

He started to walk towards me and my heart began to pound. “Hi,” he said grinning. Trying to swallow the huge lump in my throat I managed to gurgle out a “hello” nervously. He put his hand on my shoulder and leaned in. “Normally when I approach a guy at work it’s to ask him for a private dance,” he began, “but the thought of charging you to have me dance on your lap would be ridiculous when it’s me that wants it probably more than you!”

I couldn’t breathe. Did I hear him right? He pressed his chest against my upper arm and moved in even closer. “Are you single?” he asked politely.

“Yes I am” I replied.

“Are you taking any of these guys home tonight?” he asked.

“Wasn’t any plan I had,” I answered.

“Well…I guess my next question is if you find me attractive enough to spend the night with me…” he said cunningly with a grin.

I gasped and swallowed hard. I didn’t know what to say except, “Are you serious?” He laughed and then looked right in my eyes “Absolutely!” he said. “I’m off in an hour…how about I come to your place and give you the private dance you deserve?” “Actually,” I hesitated “I’m not from the city…I’m just visiting and I’m staying at a local hotel.”

“Perfect,” he stated without hesitation “I’ll provide everything…”

As I got back to my hotel room it felt like I was walking in a dream. I gave him my room number and he said he’d be there in an hour. I was so nervous I had to keep wiping the sweat from my shaky hands. “Knock, Knock” the door cracked with two sharp knuckle thumps. “Could it be him already?” I leaped off of the bed and proceeded over to the door. Outside through the peep hole I could see him grinning, waiting impatiently.

“Are you there?” he asked through the door.

“Yes I am” I said as I started to open the door.

“Don’t open the door!” he stated. Just unlock it, turn off the lights and lay on the bed.”

I got nervous, maybe this guy was out to mug me? Maybe I’m about to be gay bashed? I took another look through the peep hole…god he was hot. My total fantasy man was right there…I needed to take a chance…so I did. I shut off the lights and lay on the bed. The door slowly opened and he came through. After some zipping and rustling noises I saw the flicker of a lighter and watched him start to light candles. He then proceeded to plug in a small lamp with a black light and a CD player. I could then see he was wearing a full suit (tie, shirt, and dress pants…yum!). He hit play on the CD and some amazing techno beats started to play. I was getting excited.

He started to slowly grind his body and then more and more he began to let go. Thrusting his pelvis and opening up his shirt. He came towards me, rubbing my legs and then pulling me towards the edge of the bed, getting me to sit there for him. He turned around and ground his bubble butt right into my crotch. He began moving that perfect ass up and down teasing my package. I was rock hard! He then began to remove his clothes… finally he was down to just the tie, his undies and his socks. I was in heaven just watching his beautiful chest and that tie rubbing back and forth across it as he danced. He walked towards me and grabbed my hands, getting me to help him remove his tie. Then one by one I helped him slide off his socks. Only one thing remained between me and his total naked body…those undies had to go!

“Smell it” he said as he pushed his package in my face, “burry your face right in it” GOD THIS WAS HOT! I was on edge with desire and frustration. He smelled so good and his cock was so ready for my mouth. I pressed my nose and mouth right into his crotch and breathed heavy. “Rip em!” he snarled and he took my hand and forced me to grab them. I grabbed hold and began to tug. It wasn’t ripping…. “Pull harder right here,” he directed me. Sure enough they began to tear and reveal the most amazing cock I had ever seen. It was perfect. Long, thick and with a sweet nestle of hair around it. The head was huge and delicious. I longed to pop it in my mouth and I knew he could tell. “Go for it,” he said.

With one hand I grabbed that beautiful dick and placed that bulbous head in my mouth. Precum oozed out of it and I licked up every drop. He was so big, so perfect. As I sucked on his tool he started to undress me. I was in heaven. After a half hour of rolling around kissing and teasing we decided to get hot and heavy.

“I want you to fuck me,” he growled as he bent over. I quickly opened the night stand to reveal my “hopefuls” (condoms and lube) and got ready. As I entered him slowly he moaned. I actually had to spread his cheeks apart and hold them there in order to get all the way in…his butt was that much of a sweet round bubble. With each thrust my body bounced off his cheeks. He was so tight and so firm I felt like fucking a ripe peach. I began to bang him hard, taking out my hours of frustration. I grunted and he groaned. It was turning into hardcore pounding action as he grabbed for the headboard. We fucked for what seemed like forever. I just kept banging him up his sweet ass as he held on with one hand to the headboard and jerked his cock hard with the other. When I was fucking him so hard that I thought I would put him through the wall he finally shouted, “I’m gonna cum!”

The thought of that put me right at my climax as well and we both came together in a hot, sweaty, synchronized moan. His load splashed all over the sheets as I filled my condom to the max. Exhausted, we collapsed on the bed. Full of sweat, cum and complete satisfaction we lay there for hours.

As I was on the plane flying home from that vacation I realized that I truly did live out a fantasy of mine…one that I had had for a long time. Now, what to fantasize about next?