Gay Erotic Stories

It was three days before I saw Howard again. I had worked late at my desk and slept in on a Friday Morning. The sun came in through the open window, lighting up the room . I could hear the sound of a lawn mower outside. I turned over, and sat up. Then I got out of bed. My morning woody rubbed against my hairy stomach when I stood and headed toward the bathroom.

A few moments later I was back in the room. I went directly to the window. There was Harold. He pushed an old fashioned lawn mower back and forth across the lawn. He wore only a pair of shorts and sandals. That seemed to be his favorite attire. The hair on his back and chest glistened with sweat in the morning sunlight, and he stopped from time to time to wipe his brow with and handkerchief he kept in his back pocket. He had a cloth knee brace around his left knee. I could not help but admire his hairy legs and feet.

I put on my short pants and went into the kitchen and made a pot of coffee, took 2 cups and went out into the yard. Howard looked up and saw me. I pointed to a bench near the property line and sat down. He came over wiping his brow.

“Good morning,” he said “Is one of those cups for me?”

I handed him a cup and we talked for a while about our yards and about his computer work. Then I asked him about his knee.

From a football injury.” he said. “Every now and then it hurts like hell.”

I looked at his hairy leg. Then I knelt and took off his sandal. I rubbed his foot and ankle for a few minutes and the moved my hands up his hairy lower leg to his knee. He leaned back against the bench and closed his eyes. I gently worked my hands over the knee brace.

“Does that hurt?” I asked.

“Just a little,” he answered.

I ran my hands up through the hair on his thigh, then worked my hands back down under his thigh to his knee again, massaging the muscles there. “Hurt now?” I asked.

“The thigh muscles ache a little, but I think it’s because of the knee.” he said.

“Come on in to the massage table. Let me work on you for a few minutes.” I suggested.

He smiled and said, “Okay.”

We went into the house and down to the exercise room. He sat up on the table. I pushed him gently until he was flat on his back. Then I pulled down his shorts and jock strap. I sensed him tensing up.

“You alright?” I asked

“Yes. I’m just not used to this kind of attention.”

“Well, just relax while I heat this oil.”

I put the oil bottle on the stove in some water, and turned on the burner. Then I told Howard I was going to get our coffee. I returned in a few moments and poured us a hot cup. Howard sat up and we sipped coffee and talked about his computer programming while the oil heated. After a few moments the bottle was warm and I put our cups aside and pressed against Howard’s hairy chest to get him to lie back.

I then removed the brace and rubbed warm oil into the muscles around his knee. I worked on both knees and down his calf muscles to his ankle. Then I worked on his feet. I was amazed at how hairy his feet were. When I started working on his thigh muscles I noticed his cock thickening. It lay against his hairy bush and slowly grew larger and larger until it was standing up straight its full 9 inches.

“I’m sorry. I did it again.” he said sheepishly.

I assured him it was nothing unusual and worked my fingers deep into the top of his thighs and into the base of his bush. I could feet the base of his hard cock. He tried to sit up, but I pushed him back down and took the tip of his cock in my mouth. I licked around the head and then down the shaft. Howard moaned.

I worked my way down his shaft and sucked on his bush. The hair was bristly and felt good against my lips. I nuzzled my face into his hair and sucked as hard as I cold before working my way back up his shaft. With one hand I rubbed his right tit and with the other I worked my fingers down under his balls to his furry ass. I found the opening. After putting some oil on my fingers I began working my way into his ass. I found his prostate and began to massage it with circular motions. I heard his gasp as I moved my hand from his tit to the base of his cock and then squeezed. His cock grew even firmer and began to grow even larger in my hand while I continued to massage his prostate. I felt the cum rising in his cock when he shouted, “I’m cumming!”

Once again Howard flooded my mouth with sweet tasting, salty cum. I drank it all down and licked up the dribbles on the side of his cock and in his cock hair.

Howard sat up on his elbows. “I’ve always wondered what cum tastes like,” he said.

“Didn’t you ever taste it when you were younger?” I asked

“No. Never did.”

I looked around his bush and treasure trail and found a small puddle of cum I had missed. I dipped my finger into it and held it to his mouth. He sucked the finger clean and then said, “That’s not bad--just salty.”

Howard sat up. He licked his lips before he spoke. “You know Dave, This is all new to me. I have never done anything like this before, but I have thought about it a lot. Can I ask a favor of you?”

“Sure,” I said, “as long as it does not cost money.”

“Can I give you a blow job? I want to know what it feels like to suck someone off.”

I was surprised. Few young studs want to suck and older man off. I smiled and said, “As long as you don’t bite.”

Howard slid off the table and reached over, undid my shorts and let them fall. “Sit up here on the table,” he said.

I sat back on the table and lifted my shirt.

“Take that off,” he said.

I did and he pushed me down just as I had done him. He then cautiously touched my cock. It began to rise. I was only eight inches, but he gently worked it up and down until I was firm.

He sucked on the head for a few moments then asked, “Is that okay?”

“The main thing to remember is to do what you like someone else to do to you. Do you remember the things I did to you that you liked?”

He smiled and then took my cock all the way into his throat. With one hand he massaged my bush and with the other he fondled my balls and rubbed his finger along the spot between my balls and my ass. It had been a while since I was on the receiving end and I began to moan as I felt my balls pulling up and getting ready to let go. I warned him that I was getting close. He looked up at me and kept sucking. With his right hand he jacked me while he sucked and I felt the moment approaching. I arched my back and shot a load directly into his mouth. He gulped it down and sucked until there was no more. My body continued to spasm and he rubbed my thighs just as I had done his when he exploded in my mouth.

“That was wonderful,” I said. He nodded and kept rubbing my legs. Then he lifted them and placed one leg on each of his shoulders. He took both my balls in his mouth and fingered my ass. He said he wanted to fuck me. He had always wondered about that. I told him to let me do him first so I could show him how to do it properly.

We went upstairs for more fresh coffee. I had some croissants in the bread bin so I heated them and we sat eating, drinking coffee and talking. We were both without clothes and it seemed natural to be naked. I could not believe my good fortune in finding this hairy Adonis who was so eager to learn sex between men. While we ate I gave him explicit directions for anal sex emphasizing the importance of using plenty of lube on the opening.

After a while and when I felt I could get sexually active again, we went downstairs. I had him climb on the table and lay on his stomach. I rubbed oil into his back and massaged his back, over his buns and down his hairy thighs and legs. He said he really like to have his legs rubbed. I explained that I was going to open his ass and lube it. I told him he could do the same for me.

I found his hole amid the hair that filled his crack. I worked first one finger in with lube. Then I worked another until I had four fingers buried in his hole. I pried it open and worked his ass muscles until I felt that I could enter with out hurting him too much. He moaned quietly while I worked my fingers.

I climbed up on the table and spread his legs. I kept rubbing his hairy buns and the back of his legs while I gently leaned my cock against his ass. Then I began to push in, guiding myself with one hand while the other held his hairy crack open. I felt him wince when I began to enter him, but I had lubed him enough that suddenly I slipped all the way in.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“God, Yes. That feels so good. It hurt for just a minute. Now it feels great,” he said.

“Then this will feel really good,” I said while I began to move in and out with frantic thrusts. It took me a while to cum, but I’m sure he did not mind. He moaned and shoved his buns up against me. This went on for about 20 minutes. Suddenly, I felt the sap rising. He was aware of this and asked me to cum inside him. I had not had sex like this for years and I worked with everything I had to fill him with my load. Suddenly, It was there, and we were bound together. I collapsed on his back and rubbed my face in his hairy shoulders. He turned his face to me and we kissed. Then I got up and took the condom from his cock. It was covered with body waste.

See this,” I said, “I’ll show you how you should prepare yourself for a good fuck.”

“How?”

“I’ll explain in a few minutes. I lay down next to him and we kissed again. “That was fantastic,” he said after we turned over and lay side by side. “Now, its my turn.” he said. “My cock is bigger than yours. Can you take it?”

I can take anything you can give,” I said, confidently. However, I wondered about taking nine thick inches. I decided to change the subject.

“By the way,” I said. “How’s the knee?”

“Knee? What knee?” he replied smiling.

To Be continued.