Gay Erotic Stories

One one side, though, I couldn't help but watch the young man who lived there. Now being middle-aged, I probably shouldn't be looking at a guy who is 28, but sometimes you can't help it. Age is a state of mind, I keep telling myself.

And, when he's outside working in the back yard, with his shirt off, well, age means nothing. He is 28, as I said, very muscular, but not in a beefy kind of way. He simply has a nice tight body, with the smallest hint of his abs outlined on his smooth belly. He has short dark hair and his eyes are dark and exotic looking. And his ass, well tight little bubbles that get my dick hard on a good day.

To see him outside cutting the grass, with the sweat glistening of his tight body, is truly erotic to me. I often envision what he looks like naked and wonder what's under those tight cut off shorts he wears.

We talk enough back and forth, and I know he has a steady stream of girls going in and out. He also has some pretty hot friends coming and going too. But that's always the case isn't it?

One night, I was sitting in my back yard enjoying a beer after work. He came out and yelled over that he was having a party and invited me over. I was hesitant because, well, being 40, I was sure I would be the oldest guy at the party. But, I wasn't doing anything and I was sure I would hear all the music anyway. So why not.

I walked over an hour later, knocked on the door. He answered and let me in with a smile that almost knocked me over. His lips are round and red and full and the sparkle in his hot dark eyes just melts me and almost renders me speechless.

There was only about 15 people at the party all enjoying drinks snacks. I wasn't the oldest one there, so I started to feel comfortable and relax. I joined in the drinking and fun, and was having a pretty good time. I was watching my neighbour, Brent, as he made his way around the room, not really connecting himself fully to anyone there.

As it got later, many people started getting really drunk and ventured out in cabs to go home. Brent's friend Scott was completely toast and Brent decided to lay him down in his spare room. I turned to Brent and said I was going to go.

"Don't go yet, we're just getting started", he said So I stayed, but the many drinks were dropping my inhibitions, and that could not be good with this hot, dark, sexy, straight man.

We sat down on the couch and he turned off the music and turned on the TV. He flipped the channels to land on some porn. He looked at me and smiled and asked if I minded. Not wanting to be the chump, I said go ahead.

We watched as two guys began to lick, suck and fuck the shit out of what was supposed to be a hot young girl, but instead was an over-exaggerated Barbie doll. Brent seemed to be enjoying it, with his half drunk smile, and a tight pull on his jeans. I noticed that his nipples were straining against his tight t-shirt as well.

Fuck, I wanted to reach over and caress his bulge and lift his shirt and suck on one of those hot nipples.

He looked over, and I could feel my face turning red because he caught me staring at his crotch.

"What are you looking at?", he asked

I told him that I was probably drunk, so I was just staring off in the distance. He laughed and said, "Sure, that's what I thought."

As if to tease me a bit more, or so it seemed, he decided it was hot and took off his shirt. Now, I was sitting so close to the body I had admired from a distance too many times. Watching porn was the perfect excuse for me to have a tight pull in my jeans.

My cock was about to break through the zipper of my jeans at the mere sight of his almost perfect body. I wanted to touch and lick and suck him all over.

Brent then turned to look at me and said that he had noticed how I watch him over the fence. I didn't know what to say. I was embarrassed and started to get up to leave. He stopped me, and said it was okay - he didn't want to embarrass me, just wanted to let me know he noticed.

He asked my why I stared. And, with a little booze and really nothing to lose at this point, I told him that I was gay. I told him that he was hot and damn sexy and it was really hard not to stare at his beautiful body. I let it all out and was sure I was going to get punched in the face.

Instead, Brent stood up slowly and came and stood right in front of me. He slowly undid his jeans and let them fall to the floor. He wasn't wearing any underwear and his still slightly flacid cock hung down a good 7 inches in front of him, and me.

He then asked if I liked what I saw at that moment. I looked at him for what seemed an eternity and then I couldn't stand it anymore. I was either going to make a complete fool of myself, or it was going to be the best night ever.

I grabbed him by the back of the head and pulled him into my face. Our mouths joined quickly and ferociously. Our tongues jetted out into each others' mouths into a kiss that was frantic and soft all at the same time.

I pulled away from his mouth to look him in the eyes...eyes that said he was liking it...eyes that made my dick stir. I began to kiss his neck as he moaned slightly. I ran my tongue down to those now completely hard nipples and took one in my mouth, sucking and biting playfully while Brent rocked a little and moaned a lot. He liked it!

Brent reached down my back as I sucked his chest, and pulled my t-shirt off of me in one quick swipe. After it flew over my head, we joined in a hot deep kiss while my hands roamed his hot body. reaching down to squeeze his hot little ass, and then sliding around to find his now throbbing cock. I caressed his cock, and stroked it's hugeness while we continued to kiss. Then I slid my tongue down from his mouth. Down his neck, to his chest. From one nipple to the other, and then down his flat, tight tummy.

Fuck he is so hot! Then I kneeled down in front of him. He looked down at me and smiled as I began to stick my tongue out to lick his wet cock head. He had a beautiful cock, that was large, but not too thick. Veins ran the length of his shaft, which made it seem all the more tasty. I licked the precum off the slit and let the taste settle on my tongue. Sweet tasting, as I licked my lips and began to massage the head of his cock with my lips.

Brent just moaned and rocked as I began to take his cock into my mouth. Savouring every bit of his cock as it entered my mouth. I licked and sucked as my hand massaged his balls. I wanted Brent to fuck my face. I was leaning toward frantic again, as I grabbed Brent's ass and pushed his cock deep in my throat. I squeezed his tight buns as I pulled him into my face. His cock jutted deep in my throat to the point of near gagging, but I kept on going. I pulled off and sucked the head again. Then thrust my mouth down deep once more. I began stroking his cock and I sucked on the tip, then thrust down deep again. Brent was moaning and saying he was going to cum, and I didn't care, I wanted to feel his hot cum in my throat so bad!

I knew Brent would be the type of guy that could cum more than once for me and I was going to prove it. I kept on sucking and licking his cock. Then as he was thrusting into my face, I moved a hand on his ass, and parted his cheek. I began massaging his tight hole as I sucked deeper. This seemed to put Brent over the edge and just as I pushed my finger into his tight ass, he thrust deep into my mouth and grabbed the back of my head. He began convulsing as I felt the first shot of his hot sweet cum hit the back of my throat. He started shouting and pushing his cock deeper. His cum filling my mouth and now running down my chin.

I just couldn't seem to get enough of him, and he just couldn't seem to stop cumming! With the last bit of cum dripping out of his cock, I licked and saved a bit on my tongue as I stood up and grabbed him by the back of the head once again. I locked our mouths together and kissed him deep, jutting my tongue in his mouth and making him taste his own cum. He kissed me back fast and heavy and seemed to enjoy that.

Now, as we were kissing and grinding into each other, I knew that it wouldn't be over. I heard a noise behind Brent and Brent turned with a quick start. Standing in the hallway arch was Scott, with his shirt off and his fly open, massaging what seemed to be an impressive piece of cock.

"What are you guys up to?", asked Scott.

Brent turned to me and smiled, that beautiful smile of his and told me that it looked like Scotty was ready to play.....

To be continued....