Gay Erotic Stories

As a teen, I was into competitive swimming and owned several speedo like swim trunks. I discovered my enjoyment for wearing these, the smell of chlorine water and the sight of men wearing very little. By the time I was 19, I had a full on obsession. I could hardly go swimming without having to masturbate, just to get rid of my erection.

I went to the same indoor pool twice a week and had a decent swimmers body. I would pleasure myself in a changing cubicle after swimming and unload into the trunks. Sometimes I had to do it before as well as after, or I would have an erection whilst swimming.

One night after a heavy session, doing many lengths, I got myself off into my trunks. It's easy when I can smell the smells and have seen so many guys walking about in just swim trunks. There's a few I see regularly and I imagine what they could do to me. I changed afterwards and went to leave the pool building. It was dark out and it was now raining very heavily. I didn't bring a jacket, assuming I would make it to the bus stop if it rained a bit; the rain was a lot more than a bit.

I ran outside and made it to the main road. I had to wait as traffic passed. Out of no where, a car passed and splashed water all over me. It wasn't a tiny amount. A huge puddle had formed on the road and now I was wearing it. The car stopped further up the road. The driver got out. He ran up to me apologizing and offered to give me a lift. I was so wet and cold, I accepted without thinking much.

I sat sodden in the passenger seat and the guy drove off. "I'm really sorry about that," he said "I didn't see you or know how deep that puddle was." "It's fine." "I live nearby, we can dry your clothes there and then I'll take you home." I was glad that I wouldn't have to sit for long feeling this wet. "Do you go to the pool, nearby?" He asked. "I've just left." "I thought I'd seen you before. I've just been as well."

After only 5 minutes, the car stops, we get out and I follow him into his house. "Do you want to take your clothes off here and we'll put them in the drier?" I noticed the floor wasn't carpet so he probably didn't want his house wet. I stripped off to just my jeans. "Don't you want your jeans dry too?" "I don't have anything else to wear." "Let's see what you have." He opened my rucksack and pulled out the contents. All that was in there was my damp trunks and towel. "Use these and we can dry everything." He handed them to me. "I'll leave you to it." He left the utility room and I took off all my clothes and put my trunks back on. They were still damp and have the stains from when I came in them. I wrapped the towel round my waste. "Come to the lounge when you're ready." I heard him shout.

I walked into the strangers lounge wearing a speedo and a towel. I saw him standing by the fireplace. He was tall, about fifty, toned and attractive. I could tell as he was only wearing a speedo as well. "Hope this doesn't freak you out," he said "I thought I wouldn't let you stand alone in just trunks. I thought that was nice. "Come stand by the fire and get warm." I walked over and we sat down. It was cozy. "Take the towel off and get your body dry." I stood up and untide the towel wrap. I let it fall to the floor. I sat back down.

It was an unusual feeling, sitting in a stranger's lounge by the fire in just swim wear. I kept looking at his nice body and then it started to happen. I began to get hard. I placed my hands across my crotch so he wouldn't notice. "Do you go to the swimming regularly?" He asked. "Yes. I go twice every week, at least." "You're quite fit looking. I thought you must be a real swimmer." "You're pretty nice yourself." I blurted back, hoping that was appropriate. With that my cock got harder. I had to keep a hand over the area. "I would remember someone like you about the pool. There's a lot of old guys like me, but not many cute guys go." I had never been told by an old man, that I was cute. What was going on? "I think I sometimes change in the cubicle next to you." I wondered how on earth he knew that. "I have definitely seen you there. In fact, I think I've heard you after your swim." I went bright red. I could feel my skin burning. The news that this guy has heard my masturbating would normally have cause my erection to retreat but instead my cock was throbbing. "There's nothing like enjoying yourself in your trunks, is there?" He asked. "No. Nothing." "In fact, stand up and let me see you in your trunks." I just stayed sitting and panicked. "Look kid, I heard you playing with yourself and I know you did it again tonight. Now stand up or do you want me to tell people what you do?" I stood up, my hands clasped still covering my erection. He stood up too. "Very nice indeed. Now hands to your sides." I reluctantly dropped my hands. "Very nice. Someone loves to wear his trunks, doesn't he?" I didn't respond. "Answer me." "Yes, I like to wear my trunks." He looked me all over. I could feel some precum leaking out of my cock.

"I think you need a massage" he said, as he started rubbing his hands all over my body. It felt so good. He touched my pecs and down to my abs and then further, to my trunks. He cupped my balls and teased my hard cock. "Look what you've done to me." I could see his trunks straining to contain his massive hard cock. "Let's go upstairs." He grabbed my hand and led me out of the lounge.

He opened the bedroom door and pushed me it, before closing it behind me. We turned, so I was facing his mirror. He stood behind me. "Look at your beautiful body" he whispered into my ear as he stroked my body. His hands wandered again. I was enjoying this. He pressed himself against me and I could feel his hard cock pressing against my covered buttocks. "Oh yes" he whispered. I felt him rubbing his cock up and down behind me. I was so hard. My trunks were getting wet again and more precum leaked out. The rubbing became more vigorous and I moaned slightly. "Good boy."

He stopped and we moved to his bed. He lay me on my back and climbed on top. He slid between my legs and started kissing me. It was so deep and passionate. I wanted this so bad. He lifted my hands above my head and held them there. He fiddled for bit and then I felt the tightening. He had my hands tied to the bed. "Don't worry," he said looking into my eyes, "you'll love taking my cock." He pulled my trunks down and off, before placing them to his nose and breathing deep. He threw them on the floor. He got off the bed and removed his trunks. He stood there with a huge erection. He opened the bedside drawer and took out a condom. He covered his massive cock with it. He then ran lube all over it so it was dripping. He got back on the bed and back between my legs. "This is going inside you. Just enjoy it." I had never done this, ever. He started kissing me again and I could feel the tip of his cock probing at my ass. More and more I felt it trying to force its way inside me. "Don't fight it. Let me inside your tight hole." I relaxed and a super hot sensation ran through my asshole. I could feel him sliding inside. I moaned in both some pain and the fullness it brought. He continued to slide in deeper. My cock let out more precum. "My whole length is inside you," he whispered, "take daddy's massive cock." He returned to kissing me and started thrusting in and out. I moaned loud on each thrust in. It hurt but I wanted it at the same time. His thrusts became deeper and faster. I moaned to match. He kept pounding into me more and more. I moved my hands but I was tied down. I was his to use and I wanted him so bad. "Tell me you want it." "I want your big, hard cock daddy." I say in spurts, as his pounding takes my breath away. He picks up speed. My cock is hard and trapped between my body and his. As he fucks me, he adds more sensation to my cock, which is now oozing precum. "I want you boy. I want to give you my seed." He stops fucking me. He sits up and slides his cock out of my ass. He pulls the condom off his cock. "We won't need this." He slides back inside me and begins fucking me hard. I lie there in some pain but lots of pleasure, giving my body to him. I am loving his constant plowing into my hole. "Give me your seed daddy." I say loudly. I surprise myself. His face looks pleased. He maintains the pace and I feel the passion rising inside me. My orgasm builds and I cannot stop it. "Oh god." I exclaim and begin to orgasm. His body continues to slide past my cock and I scream in ecstasy. This sets him off and my clamping of his cock with my ass muscles has him shooting deep inside me. He tries to keep fucking me as he cums. He moans so loudly.

Both of us spent, he lies on top and kisses me. I can feel his cum leaking slightly. Mine trickles down my side. "Don't bother masturbating at the pool again," he breathes, "I'll just fuck you in the cubicle instead." I am loving the thought of this man fucking me again and even at the pool.

He climbs off me, unties me and we shower together. He continues to make it sensual as he washes my body. After drying, I get my dry clothes back, from his drier. As promised, he drives me home. As I get out, he grabs my hand and looks at me. "Next time, we might keep the trunks on." He says with a smile. "Yes daddy." I smile back and leave his car.