Gay Erotic Stories

To any of you who have ever been mugged, carjacked, or robbed, you know the kind of fear I felt. An experience like that changes you—forever. I used to be a nice person, a helpful person, a person willing to go out of my way for the next guy. But after that day last March…I changed. I never thought I would get over that until over a year later when I met Troy.

I left for a trip home that I was dreading. I didn’t like to go home much these days. It was just a chance to hear my mom complain of how at my age I should be settled down with two kids, my sister to complain about her string of bad boyfriends, and my dad would complain if he wasn’t always sitting in the family room and ignoring us all as he snored in time with the heart rate monitors on old episodes of ER (it reminded him of his good old days of being a “world class” surgeon, I guess). Home was now about three and a half hours from where I really lived in Nashville, Tennessee.

When I left Nashville it was a dark and rainy day—foretelling of the events to come it seemed. I decided to take the back roads as it took longer which meant I had to bask in the insanity that was my family that much less. I had been driving for about two hours when I faintly saw a figure walking down the side of the road. The panic of what had happened last March made me want to drive by and pretend that I didn’t see, but the humanitarian in me knew I needed to help this person despite my fears. These roads were rarely traveled so who knows when the next person would drive by. I slowly pushed on the brake and took several deep breaths before I came to a complete stop and rolled down my window. A man in his early thirties came up to the window and thanked me for stopping.

“My car hydroplaned about a mile up and I hit a tree. The car won’t start. Can I get a lift?” he desperately asked in an adorable country drawl.

I silently tried to calm myself, but the fear was still there. How could I help this man and still not be afraid he is going to pull a gun or a knife on me and steal my car or even kill me? Then it came to me.

“Take off your clothes.”

“Excuse me?”

“If you want a ride from me you are going to have to strip outside of the car and then get in.”

“You’re nuts!”

“I had a bad experience. This is the only way I’m going to feel safe. Please, I want to help you.”

“I’m not going to kill ya, buddy. I’ve not been walking along this highway, soaked, for the past twenty minutes waiting for you to come along so I can steal your precious Escalade. Just please let me get in the car…with my clothes on.”

“I can’t do that, sir. I’ll give you something to sit on so you don’t stick to the leather.”

“Oh that makes me feel much better, freak. Okay, I guess. Who knows when I’ll see someone else pass by.” He reluctantly bent down and untied his shoes and removed them and his socks. He passed them through the open window. Then he proceeded to unbutton his almost see-through white dress shirt. He had to peel it away from his skin as it stuck to him. He had a perfect hairy chest, and what I mean by that is that it had the right amount of brown hair in all the right places covering his chest and stomach. He was well built for what appeared to be your typical businessman. His clean cut dark brown hair laid flat against his head due to the downpour. He paused for a split moment and then went on to undue his brown leather belt. He undid the button on his navy slacks and lowered the zipper allowing them to drop to his ankles. There he stood in only a pair of boxers that began to hug his body as they got wet.

I couldn’t believe what I was thinking. I’ve never thought of a man this way before in my life. And yet I was anticipating the drop of his boxers. What was wrong with me? I tried to make it look like I wasn’t staring but I could see him out of the corner of my eye. He took a deep breath and shucked the remaining clothing and threw it all through the window. I unlocked the door and he climbed in. I reached back and grabbed a towel out of my suitcase and laid it on the seat for the man to sit on. As he lifted up for me to do so my hand grazed his smooth butt. I liked the feel of it and wanted to grab it. What was I thinking? I like girls. Not men. I made sure not to stare at his dick…I didn’t want him to think I was a perv and him beat me up for that reason. That would be worse than what had happened last year.

I took off down the road. He was silent and shaking from the cold. I reached over to the controls and turned the heat on full blast.

“Thank you,” he quietly said. I think I had really embarrassed this guy.

“You have to understand…I’m sorry I didn’t catch your name.”

“It’s Troy.”

“Well, Troy, I was mugged last year and beaten up pretty bad. I still haven’t really gotten over it as I’m guessing you can tell. I still look over my shoulder if I’m going to my car. It doesn’t even matter if it’s night or day. I still look. But I knew I couldn’t leave you out on the side of the road. I’m sorry, but this is the only solution I could come up with where I would feel safe. Where were you heading?”

“Memphis, Denver, who cares. I got in too big of a hurry I guess.”

“Well I’m not going all the way to any of those places, but I will be happy to drop you in the next big town that might have a car rental place.”

“That would be great. Do you know how far that is? I’m not really from around here.”

“Well then you definitely shouldn’t be driving these curvy streets.”

“Now you tell me,” he replied with a slight smile and laugh.

“The next town that might be able to help you would probably be my hometown. I’ll take you to my parent’s place and you can use the phone there.”

“I appreciate it.”

“So, Troy, are you married?”

“Nope. Just broke up with my girlfriend. That’s why I’m out here. When she told me she was leaving me I just got in my car and drove.”

“Well how long have you been driving?”

“About twenty hours now.”

“You really aren’t from around here.”

“Have you ever been dumped?” Troy asked me desperately.

“I think everybody has been at one point or another.”

“I mean she just up and told me she had found her soul mate. I thought I was her soul mate. She’s an aspiring actress. I screwed her long and hard every day. Sometimes two or three times a day and even she’s not a good enough actress to fake those orgasms. I mean she’d squeal like a baby pig. She’d drool at the thought of getting the chance to go down on my cock. I mean who wouldn’t. Look at it.” His manly ego apparently needed stroking, but I wasn’t the one to do it (or so I thought).

“You know that’s okay. I’m gonna watch the road so I don’t go barreling off into a ditch too.”

“No, man, I mean it. Look at it. It’s pretty big, right? You’d suck it wouldn’t you…if you were gay?” He was insistent that I look, but I thought that would be all. I slowly turned my head and looked down on the growing cock. It was probably only six inches long, but it was really thick and meaty. I must of looked at it too long because Troy yelled watch out. We were heading for the ditch. I slammed on the brakes and we came to a screeching stop on the side of the highway.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“Yeah. So you were impressed?”

“What?”

“Well you must have been to forget that you were driving and almost sent us off into another tree. It’s okay to admit it. I used to be one of those guys in high school who liked the showers after P.E. class. I could walk around naked and see all the guys stare at my cock. They wished they could have it—either on their person or in their mouth. I intimidated other guys. They didn’t want to undress in front of me. I guess I developed more early than the others and I took advantage of it. Most are probably my size now, but back then...I was considered huge. So you would have been one of those intimidated guys in the locker room if I had known you back then? Wouldn't you?”

“I don’t know, Troy. Can we change subjects?” I asked though I was hoping we wouldn’t. I wanted an excuse to stay parked and look at his dick.

“So what are you packing, buddy? Are you a horse or a toothpick? You’ve seen mine, man. Drop your pants.”

“No!”

“Dude, I’m sitting here so hard it hurts right now. I haven’t gotten off in almost two days. That’s an eternity for me. The least you can do after making me get in this car naked is show me yours. Or are you embarrassed of your dick?”

“I’m not embarrassed of nothing.”

“Well then let’s see,” Troy anxiously stated with a sly grin on his face.

I began to unbutton my jeans (not believing what I was doing) and pulled them down just enough for Troy to see.

“Wow, man. And I thought I had a big dick. How big are you?”

“About seven and a half inches long…but mine’s not as thick as yours.”

“I don’t know. It’s pretty thick. You must have ladies begging you for a piece of that cock?”

“Not really. I haven’t dated much recently. Work keeps me pretty busy.”

“That’s no way to live life. Get as much head as you can before you die. That’s my motto. Speaking of which…I’m going to have to beat one off soon. I mean I’m feeling blue balls or something. Do you mind if I rub one out…unless you want to help a brother out?”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. This complete stranger was asking me to suck his dick. I’ve never sucked dick before. But I have to admit I really wanted to. His dick was so perfect and stood at attention just waiting for release.

“Only if you’ll do the same.”

“I don’t know man. I’m straight.”

“Me too. It’ll be both our first times if you agree.”

He thought for just a second and said, “Okay. Get to work, cocksucker.”

I leaned across the console and was sitting eye to eye with this man’s cock. I stuck out my tongue and licked the mushroom head. It moved in excitement—wagging like a dog’s tail. I opened my mouth and closed my eyes as I descended the stiff meat. I couldn’t go all the way down due to the seat position so Troy leaned the seat back and placed his hands behind his head waiting for me to commence. I went down the shiny shaft this time all the way to the hilt. Troy let out a yelp. I wasn’t sure until that point that I was even doing this right, but that answered the question. I continued to slide up and down his dick and played with his low-hanging balls with my left hand. I held the base of his dick with my right. I’d stroke it a few times then suck on it some more. I licked and sucked on his dick for what seemed like an hour when he cried, “I’m cumming.” He shot squirt after squirt on to the dashboard—moaning with every pent-up release.

When I looked at the clock I realized only about five minutes had passed. I guess he really did need to cum. He just laid back in his seat, and I watched his muscular chest rise and fall as he gasped for air as he floated down from his cloud of bliss.

I didn’t really know if he would go through with his part now that he had cum all over my SUV. And to be honest I wouldn’t have pushed it because I didn’t want to cause trouble. But I didn’t have to. After he finally caught his breath he leaned over to me and said, “Your turn. Lean your seat back.”

I quickly reached down and hit the button to make the seat recline. He reached down and pulled my pants the rest of the way down for easier access. I was fully hard after sucking Troy off. He took my dick in his hand and lifted it up. He just looked at it for a second and then he leaned down with his mouth just above my cock’s head. His warm breath on my dick sent chills through my entire body. He stuck out his tongue and began to lick every inch of my hard-on. I was paralyzed by his touch. I felt weightless yet so heavy I couldn’t move my arms. This is what a blowjob should feel like. I had never experienced any pleasure like it. He continued to lick my shaft and then he engulfed my cock…all of it. I could feel his tongue tickling the head while it was in his mouth. He looked up at me and smiled with a mouth full of cock. I think it was the best sight I had ever seen. He was really getting into it. This one-time jock and womanizer was happily sucking my dick. It was better than any sex or fantasy I had ever had. When I felt the pressure building I tried to keep it from happening but it was inevitable, though I wanted this feeling to last forever I was cumming. I shouted it out but Troy’s head didn’t move. I shouted it one more time quickly to warn him but it happened. The most amazing orgasm I had ever felt. I must have squirted a dozen times all the time Troy leaving my cock in his mouth and swallowing my seed. I shuttered with sheer excitement. Troy rose up and said, “Look.”

He pointed to his stomach and the console…he had cum again. “That was amazing, man.”

“Thank you,” was all I could manage to say.

“No, thank you. I needed that more than you know.”

“We’re not far from my parent’s house…do you want to stay for the weekend?” or forever I thought.

“I can’t."

My heart sank a little.

"I need to move on; to keep going. Don’t get me wrong. This is something I will NEVER forget, but I need some time alone now, you know. Some time to reflect. This was a big step for me today.”

"Me too, Troy. Me too.”