Gay Erotic Stories

My dream to meet him, the famous "Castiel" from the tv show Supernatural, the blue eyed temptation that was haunting my sexual fantasies since I saw him, my obsession with him became stronger when I saw an article about him and his wife having threesomes, that gave me chills and many hours of masturbating over that image, me and misha and another guy they were both fucking me, the other guy was Jensen Ackles or Jeffrey Dean Morgan, I didn't care, in my fantasy only Misha was the Alpha fucker...

I'm a guy, 19 years old, a gay bottom, I enjoy cock, but lately I caught myself enjoying Misha Collin's dick in fantasy, I didn't know how I could be his slut for a night, deep inside I knew he would fuck me, for some reason I knew it. My opportunity came out of nowhere, well not exactly, Supernatural convention was in my city, of course I went, not so much for SUPERNATURAL, but only for Misha, my love in fantasies, the room was full with fans, girls and boys and even some gay boys like me, I saw them drooling looking at him, and there he was on a desk signing, he was smiling to everyone who approached the table with a photo for him, his blue eyes were even more magnificent in real life, I could see why he got the role of an Angel, I approached the table with a photograph, I gave it to him and he smiled, he asked my name I told him, and he signed the photograph, suddenly it hit me, that I should say what I wanted, I approached his ear and he leaned forward to listen "I want to suck your dick and balls so bad" I said, it seemed like someone else said it for me, but still, Misha looked at me, shocked, but then he smiled, he took my photograph and wrote something behind, I took it, and I didn't look until I was alone, I didn't want anyone to see my note, even if it was something bad, I wanted it for myself...

I turned the photo, and behind there was a name of a local hotel and a room number, I couldn't believe it, it was a "yes", I got a boner even thinking at what we would do, I washed my self, shaved, and put some lotion, I was soft like a cotton when I finished, I went to the hotel, I went straight to his room, he opened, he was with a red bathrobe, and he was so tall, he smiled "Come on in dirty fan" he said, I stepped inside the room and closed the door behind, Misha was pouring some whiskey in a glass, he offered one to me, and he made one for himself too, I drunk a bit, I'm not a drinker, but I needed it to calm myself, I sat to his bed, he looked at me while standing "You wanna see something?" he said and opened the lower bathrobe, his cock was stiff, not yet fully erected but stiff and veiny, I looked at it, like it was made of chocolate, he laughed "Come on suck it" he said, I got on my knees, he opened his bathrobe completely, I took the dick inside my mouth, it was so stiff and nice, I touched his abs and his trimmed cockhairs, his balls, everything was so nice on him, I sucked his dick deeper, he moaned a bit, "Oh yes" he said, and pushed me harder on his cock, I gagged on it, and I stopped sucking, I took a breath, he asked me to lie on his bed, I did it, first I got naked though, he brought a lotion, an oil, he poured some on my back, and started massaging so nice, I could feel his cock on me, hard and ready to fuck, his hands eventually went on my asshole, his finger slipped inside, my dick erected in seconds "I see you like that" he said smiling, his fingers were slender like his movements then he stopped, my ass was ready, and then he lied on my back, he inserted his hard cock, inside my ass, I moaned like a virgin, even though I wasn't one, his cock started its mission inside my ass, it was so hard and so veiny, I was in pain and also I wanted it passionate, he slipped it more inside, and then without a warning he started pounding, I started moaning, and he said "Thats right, yeah yeah", the bed was creaking by the hard pounding, I was trapped under Misha, and he knew how to fuck, I was feeling his abs on my back and his dick inside me getting even more harder, and he became more rough "Ahhh stop!" I said, he didn't, he was holding my hands down, and he was fucking me hard, like my fantasies, only it was painful and hard, I could feel my cock ejaculate while he was pushing his dick deeper and deeper, and then his moans made me realize that it was time...and he came on my face, creamy sperm, I got blind by some shots, and I waited for him to stop ejaculating...he gave me a tissue...I looked at him a bit embarassed, because when all this sexual tension left, I was still a fan and he was still Misha Collins, he smiled, I knew he meant to tell me to leave, I did, before I open the door he threw me something, one of his boxers "Its the one I was wearing before, its dirty" he said and I left sniffing it like the little pervert I'm!