Gay Erotic Stories

As I mentioned before, Gary was going through a tough time and was coping by serial dating, and Gary evidently has a huge sexual appetite. So he was dating (and most of the time having sex) with a different girl every night, sometimes he would even tap two or three in a day!!! When I got to spend time with him, the subject would sometimes turn towards his conquests. He would talk about the things he did with girls or the things girls wanted him to do. A lot of the time I think he was being a tease by talking about his sex life with me, but I didn’t care. It was hot! And he knew I liked it too. Especially when he would talk about doing something particularly filthy. He would chuckle and say, “Yeah, you like that mate?” The following is a fantasy featuring Gary and me based on a regular booty call of his and one of the nights that Gary had with her:

This section of the story is FICTION:

I was sitting on the couch at home watching tv, bored as hell, not really knowing what to do with myself when I got a text from Gary. I was surprised because he told me earlier that he was going on a date with a new girl. So I wasn’t expecting to hear from him tonight: “Hey mate. Busy?” I hastily replied back, “Nope. Just watching tv. How’s your date going?” “It’s finished” “Seriously!? That’s a surprise. What happened?” “Eh. She was boring mate. Not even a kiss on the first date” “Sorry to hear that bud” “She left me in a state too. I need good lay. Want to help me out mate?” I was confused. He couldn’t mean sex with me? It had been a month since I’d given him that blow job and given that we never talked about it, it was like it never happened. I didn’t know what to say. So I just responded with, “…huh?” “You know, like you did before mate. Maybe more if your bum is up for it.” Now I was really stunned. Was he serious!? Was he playing a joke on me!? I fantasized about him fucking me all the time but I never considered that it might actually be a possibility. He was STRAIGHT! The straightest of straight! He was fucking a new girl every night! Finally I worked up the nerve to simply ask, “Seriously…?” “Yeah mate. Like I said, I need a good lay before I go home. And my other fish aren’t biting” So that made it a little clearer. I was a last resort. Under other circumstances I would have been offended, but I was so pathetically hot for him that I was just excited at the thought of him really inside me. “ok,” was all I texted. I didn’t was to seem too eager afterall. “Good boy,” (He said that to me quite a bit. Not in a condescending way, just friendly affection. Like when I downed a beer or made an impressive shot during a game of pool), “I’ll make it simple mate. Be there in 10 minutes. Leave the door unlocked and be on all fours on the bed. Ok?” Fuck that sounded hot. And I recalled hearing one of his conquest stories that started like that, “yes sir” “Good boy” I scrambled to tidy up the apartment before I unlocked that door, when to my bedroom, stripped off my clothes and got in doggy position. Fortunately I am kind of fastidious about man-scaping and cleanliness so the appropriate areas were shaved and clean. I checked the bedside clock and I had two minutes to spare. So I waited… and waited…and waited so more. It was 5 minutes passed his deadline. I was getting worried that he changed his mind or that another of his “fish” finally bit. But then, Gary wasn’t known for his punctuality. I didn’t want to do anything to blow this chance so I just continued to wait, though I did make myself a little more comfortable and got down on my elbows and knees. Finally I heard to door open and Gary’s voice. He was on the phone. I couldn’t tell who, but it was slightly heated. Probably his ex-wife. I could also tell he had had a few drinks. I just stayed in my position while he finished his call with a loud exasperated sigh. I waited to hear him enter the bedroom, but instead I heard him open the fridge, the sound of a beer opening, and the squeak of the couch as he sat down. He was taking a load off! Now again, hyper masculinity really does it for me, and Gary is a definite Alpha male. So him knowing that I am waiting in the bedroom and taking his time drinking one of my beers just turned me on so much. I went from nervously flaccid to rock hard in no time. After another 10 minutes (and another beer trip to the fridge) I heard the couch squeak again and clothes being taken off. Finally! I wanted to hear him say “good boy” again so I kept my head down and my ass in the air. I heard him approach and he leaned down to my ear and rewarded me with a, “Good boy,” a kiss on the cheek and a pat on the butt cheek. He knelt on the bed in position behind me and without ceremony or warning, slowly drove home all the way inside me with only his spit as lube. As I said before, Gary’s manhood matched his masculinity and I had to bite the pillow to keep from yelping out. It felt like being split in two but I loved it! Gary was fucking me! When he was in me “balls deep” as he liked to say, he paused, leaned over me so that he was at my ear again and said, “drink up mate.” He put the beer bottle to my lips and raised it, forcefully encouraging me to take the last mouthfuls. Before I could swallow he turned my face towards him and kissed me hard, taking and sharing the last of the beer with me. During the kiss he started to pull out of my ass and push back in a few inches, the pace picking up as he rocked in and out of me. Our kiss broke abruptly and he grabbed my shoulders and began pounding my ass with a fury. It was unbelievable. He was pounding into me so hard that I didn’t feel completely inside my own body. “You like that boy? You like my straight cock in your ass?” “Oh yeah Gary!” He gave a particularly forceful thrust as he growled out, “Say again?” “Yes Sir! “That’s a Good boy!” And with that he grabbed one of my hands and pinned it to the small of my back while his other hand pressed my head into the pillow. He lifted himself off of his knees so that his weight was on his toe and the hands pressing into my back and head and began throwing his whole body into the thrusts. We were practically bouncing off the bed with his fucking. I had never received a fucking like this in my life and I knew I never would again. I wouldn’t be able to sit for a month but I love every second! Suddenly he pulled out and I felt horribly empty. Before I knew it, I was flipped over on my back and he had moved up my body until his ass was over my mouth and his balls and hard cock were bobbing over my eyes as he took it in hand and started to furiously stroke himself.

“Lick my hole boy.” I knew from his sexual past that that was something he loved he girls to do, and I was not willing to be shown up in this department! So I grabbed onto his muscular thighs and buried my face in his ass and my tongue up his hole. He moaned loudly as he furiously worked on his dick and I felt pride that he enjoyed my work. He soon looked down into my eyes (which were barely visible with him sitting on my face), and asked, “You gonna take my load buddy?” I mumbled against his ass, “Yes please Sir!” “Yeah, you want it? It’s coming. Get ready boy” And then he lifted off my face, thrust his dick into my willing mouth and grabbed the back of my head. Holding me in place as I sucked and felt his warm cum shoot from his cock and fill my mouth. I swallowed the load around his dick and continued to suck on his manhood, not wanting it to end. His orgasm subsided and he slowly pulled out of my mouth with a “pop”. He then lay down on top of me breathing heavily from his exertion. His face next to mine we were cheek to cheek, chest to chest and his cock dangled between my legs as mine was crushed against his stomach. I loved feeling his weight on top of me and I didn’t move or speak. Not wanting to break this spell. After about 5 minutes he lifted his head, gave me a peck on the lips and said, “You alright?” “Better than alright” I breathed out. He grinned and gave me another hard, quick kiss before lifting off me. He went into the bathroom and I heard him clean himself up a bit before starting to put his clothes back on. I quickly pull my underwear back on so I could show him to the door, wanting to be able to good night. At the door he turned and hugged me tightly, and said, “Thanks mate,” before affectionately, but firmly smacking my ass and breaking the hug and leaving. After he left I jumped back in bed (I could still smell him) and jacked off, trying to relive what just happened over and over.

***Hope you all enjoyed my fantasy***