Gay Erotic Stories

Hey guys. This is my story about Scott Randsome and a recent visit he made to San Francisco. Email me at bottomrandsome@yahoo.com to share your own tales. ‘HOT MUSCLE DUDE. 48C, 31W, RIPPED MUSCLE BOY LOOKING FOR NOW. 8 CUT THICK, BUBBLEBUTT. FROM LA, VISITING SF TILL MONDAY. NO PIC.’ The AOL profile sounded hot. The ‘NO PIC’ thing was kinda odd, but I IMed him anyways. ‘WASSUP’ he answered. I always hated people who used all-capitals; it seems rude, and possibly a sign that the guy is an idiot. I answered the requisite ‘not much, hanging’ and waited for a response. After what seemed like an eternity ‘NICE PROFILE. WHERE AT?’ appeared. At this point I’m going through all the questions I normally ask myself before divulging this kind of information. The ‘NO PIC’ thing was kind of a bummer, but what the hell --- I like an adventure. So, I replied ‘ Castro.’ ‘COOL. GOT A PIC?’ he replied. ‘PICCOLLECTOR’ screamed in my head. But what id he wasn’t? I was feeling horny with Tony (my boyfriend) being out of town. I needed some dick now! So, against my better judgment, I sent mine to ‘LABOY27.’ ‘NICE’ he replied. ‘I CAN BE IN CASTRO IN 20 MINUTES.’ Throwing all caution to the wind I typed ‘Sure’ followed by my address. In case he was a psycho I put a hammer in my bedroom dresser drawer. In case he was ugly I repeated the line ‘Sorry, I can’t do this’ and practiced my best uncaring face. Id been duped too many times by ‘not-so-cute’ guys who posted stats on their profiles that we’re complete lies to care about this one. If he was not the ‘ripped muscle boy with a fat eight inch cock’ he advertised I was gonna boot him right out and try my luck online again. I needed to get fucked and I needed it tonight. Tony had been gone one week already and the Falcon videos we had on hand were not gonna do it tonight. I looked at the clock and twenty minutes had passed. I looked around the room and made last minute checks. Condoms and lube on the nightstand. I put my favorite fuck CD ‘Kruder and Dorfmeister Sessions’ in the player. Lights were low. Shades drawn. I looked at the clock. Twenty-five minutes had passed. ‘Shit. He’s not gonna show.’ I was pissed at myself for doing this and pissed at LABOY27 for being a shithead and not showing up. Maybe I was just overeager I thought. That’s what did it. No one likes and eager beaver, or bottom or that matter. Then ‘BRRNNNNGGGG’ the doorbell rang. I picked my heart back up and smiled to myself. ‘Just late--you idiot. He was just running late.’ I buzzed open the apartment building front door, faintly heard the door click downstairs and listened for footsteps. ‘Knock knock’ I looked around the bedroom again and made sure everything was in place. The living room looked good too. The computer was in turned off. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. ‘This will be fun.’ I said to myself. I walked to the door, opened it, and looked at him. ‘Oh my god,’ I said to myself. It was Scott Randsome. ‘HI … CHRIS?’ he asked. ‘Yeah.’ ‘HI --- THE NAME’S SCOTT. I DON’T THINK I GAVE IT TO YOU ONLINE.’ ‘Um, no’ I said, still shocked. ‘Come on in --- please.’ A muscle stud he was. Wearing only a black tank top and blue jeans, Scott Randome was in my living room. He looked so much better in person. He was one hot guy. Standing about 5’11’ he was as muscular as ever. His had muscles budging out of ever seam. He wasn’t carrying a jacket or shirt. He looked like he was looking for action. ‘I DON’T USUALLY DO THIS’ he started. He followed with usual story: he was in town with his girlfriend, visiting his girlfriend’s mother. They were both out at the SF Opera with some family friends, leaving him with some time to kill. He also said he could only stay an hour so he could get ready to meet them for dinner. ‘OK, cool,’ I said stunned. Scott Randsome was in my apartment!!! “Can I get you a drink?’ I asked. ‘SURE --- A BEER WOULD BE COOL.’ ‘Yeah, I think I have some.’ I’m so glad I had some from last week’s party. I passed him the open bottle and opened one for myself. ‘NICE. BUD LIGHT’S MY FAVORITE’ he said, taking a look round the apartment. He walked over to the window and looked out a bit. I had no view from the living room; only a view of Safeway. He was built like a brick house. He walked like a straight guy. Tony and I always assumed he would be straight. ‘WHERE’S THE BEDROOM?’ he asked. ‘Over here’ I said as I motioned over to the bedroom. He walked into the bedroom in front of me. ‘NICE.’ He said. He then took off his tank top and through it in the corner. ‘YOU LIKE THIS’ he asked as he rubbed his body. ‘Yeah, you’re hot’ I said, answering quicker than I should. ‘WHAT YOU INTO?’ he asked as he played with his nipples about four feet in front of me. ‘Well, I’m into most everything. I’d love to suck your dick, and take your cock,’ I answered as I took off my t-shirt. ‘SURE, THAT’S FINE,’ he started. ‘BUT, I WAS LOOKING FOR A BIT MORE FUN FOR MYSELF TONIGHT.’ I braced for the worst. Scat, golden showers, pain --- I had tried them all and hated them. ‘I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME,’ he said. ‘What? I thought you were only a top.’ ‘OH, YOU KNOW WHO I AM? WELL, THAT’S MY PORN SIDE. I’M A BIG BOTTOM IS MY REAL LIFE. I LIKE TO PLAY EVERY WAY WITH HOT GUYS, ESPECIALLY HAVING DICK UP MY ASS. THINK YOU GOT WHAT IT TAKES TO FUCK ME?’ ‘Uh, yeah. I’d love to.’ I said shocked but happy. With that, he unbuttoned his pants. I did the same. Underneath he was wearing white tight Calvin Klein’s. He pulled those off and sprang out his eight-inch cock. It was thick and smooth throughout the shaft. The hair at the base was a light brown and trimmed back as it went up to his belly button. His legs were thick and hairless. ‘COME ON --- LUBE UP MY HOLE,’ he said as he got on the bed doggy style. He spread out his legs and pushed his ass towards me. His ass was like two large globes. Hairless, his muscled ass surrounded an equally hairless pink hole. I opened the lube from the nightstand, squirted some on my fingers and started to smear it on the hole. ‘GET IT IN THERE DUDE. I LIKE TO GLIDE ON DICK. GET IT IN THERE GOOD.’ I squeezed more lube on my right hand, and using my left index finger and thumb pushed the lips of Scott’s hole open. I then put my right index finger into his ass. When I spread the lube inside he gave out a low moan. Then I put my middle finger in his ass and slowly fingered him. ‘YEAH DUDE … DO THAT … FINGER MY ASS GOOD.’ He moaned as he rocked back and forth on my finger. He was pushing his muscle body back on my fingers as much as I was pushing in. I wiggled my fingers in his hole. It was not as tight as I would have expected. My guess was that Scott Randsome had hosted some pretty huge cocks, and frequently I would wager. ‘YOU GOT ME HOT DUDE --- LETS GO TO IT,’ he said. With that, he pulled away from my fingers. He turned around and faced me. ‘FUCK ME ON MY BACK DUDE. I WANT TO WATCH YOU FUCK MY ASS.’ I unbuttoned and took off my pants. I then took off my underwear. ‘HOW BIG DOES THAT GET?’ Scott asked as he looked down at my dick. I started to pull it hard. ‘Nine inches,’ I answered. Being a bottom, I had never really measured my dick. Tony said he thought it was a good nine inches. He loves to suck on it. I can’t remember the last time I actually fucked a guy. Funny how these things turn out; here I was about to fuck Scott Randsome. ‘GOOD --- I LOVE A BIG FAT DICK. LOOKS LIKE YOU GOT EXACTLY WHAT I WANT.’ Scott, resting on his knees on the bed, then took the condom from the nightstand and unwrapped the package. He pulled me closer and put the condom on the head of my rock hard cock. He tugged on it a bit and unrolled the condom down the shaft. Scott Randsome, porn muscle top extraordinaire, then lied back on the bed. He adjusted myself onto the middle of the bed and lifted up his legs pulled them close to his body. The view from where I stood was amazing. Scott’s face read that of a guy who knew what he wanted. He pulled up his legs until they rested on his chest. He locked his arms around them and locked his arms together. Scott was rolled up in a ball. The pink patch that surrounded the slit of his ass was the bulls eye. ‘COME ON DUDE. COME ON AND FUCK ME. I WANT YOUR COCK IN MY ASS,’ he ordered. He didn’t have to ask twice. I got on the bed and pulled up close to his asshole. He rocked back a bit to line could line up. With my left index and thumb I pushed his pussy lips apart. I put the head of my cock at the hole and slowly pushed my cock in. ‘YEAH, THAT’S IT,’ he said. ‘PUSH YOUR DICK IN THERE.’ I pushed my cock in the hole and watched Scott’s face as I did it. He looked back, gave me a smile and moaned. I continued to slip my dick in. Scott used both of his hands to spread his muscle cheeks wider. My dick was half in now. Scott was enjoying it. He wasn’t squirming one bit. He was taking the cock like the stud he was. ‘YEAH, FUCK ME! FUCK MY MUSCLE ASS!’ My fat nine inches was completely in his ass. Scott rested his legs at the bend of my arms. I pounded his chest and pushed and pulled my cock deeper into him. He then grabbed my ass and pushed my cock farther into his crack. He squeezed my ass and pushed with my rhythm. ‘DUDE, FUCK MY ASS HARDER! FUCK ME LIKE A BITCH!’ he screamed. Scott was looking me in the eye and sweating. He began to beat his dick. It didn’t take too long for it to get the size I’d seen in his videos. He began stroking it both hands. All the while my dick was ramming into his ass. Scott Randsome had control over his asshole; he tightened and loosened like a professional bottom boy. My dick felt good. It was gliding in and out of Scott’s hole. It was rock-hard and burning up. It hadn’t been ever been harder than it was now. It was sliding in and out of Scott Randsome’s ass. Scott was enjoying it too. He was having trouble keeping his legs on my shoulders. He wanted to spread his legs farther to accommodate the monster cock that was living in his hole. I held onto them and held them apart. He screamed for more. ‘YEAH STUD, FUCK MY PUSSY HOLE!’ Scott Randsome screamed. His head rocked back and forth and slammed on the mattress. YEAH, YEAH’ he screamed as my cock plundered his hole. ‘FUCK MY HOLE LIKE A MUSCLE BITCH!’ ‘Yeah, you’re my bitch! You’re the fucking best bottom boy!’ I answered. I fucked his ass. The noise my crotch made as it pounded his ass-cheeks was music to my ears. ‘Wap wap wap’ the sound continued. Scott’s body was covered in sweat. His tan muscle body was hot. His body was hairless and ripped. And here Scott Randsome was: lying on his back, legs up in the air, and a nine-inch dick was up his ass. And he was enjoying it. ‘IM GONNA FUCKING COME!’ and with that he came. A huge stream of come shot out of his cock and landed all over his body and face. He then rubbed the deposit all over his body. When he was finished, he licked his hands and sucked his fingers. ‘YOU ALMOST THERE DUDE?’ he asked with a smile on his face. ‘Ye—yeah… almost there.’ I answered. The truth was I was ready minutes ago. I was just savoring the moment. I wanted to fuck this muscle stud all night long. ‘GOOD---I WANNA TAKE YOUR LOAD IN MY MOUTH’ he said. ‘I WANNA SWALLOW YOUR CUM,’ he requested with a smile. I was shocked but hell, I’m negative, I wasn’t going to say no to a hot request like that. I released Scott’s legs and slowly pulled my cock out of his ass. I pulled off him and stepped off the bed. Scott turned over and crawled over to the edge of the bed. I ripped the condom off my cock. Scott then took my cock with both hands and started to suck on it. He was a pro! He took the dick and inhaled it. He devoured the whole dick. His sucked it and used his tongue play with the head. He sucked and sucked. ‘I’m gonna come’ I screamed. Scott responded what he could. It sounded something like a muffled ‘yeah, give it to me.’ My body shivered. It shook and the streams came out. Scott sucked the cum outta my dick and drank every last drop. It couldn’t get enough of it. After a couple moments he let go of my cock by cleaning the sex sweat off my dick. Soon thereafter my dick became limp. Scott was still savoring the taste. He licked his lips then looked up at me and smiled. ‘THANKS DUDE. THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT I NEEDED. MY ASS NEEDED THE ACTION.’ I looked down at him and smiled too. I then went down to his level and tried to kiss him. What came next surprised me. Scott pulled away from the kiss. ‘SORRY DUDE, I DON’T KISS OTHER DUDES,’ he said. ‘What?’ ‘I DON’T KISS OTHER DUDES,’ he repeated. ‘You mean, you’d let me fuck your muscle ass but you won’t kiss me?’ ‘NO, SORRY, I DON’T KISS OTHER DUDES. I’M STRAIGHT. ‘ Scott answered. ‘Okay’ I said as I walked away from him. I was shocked and confused, but accepted the answer. I went to the bathroom and cleaned up. Scott came in a couple of minutes later. He was dressed again the same way he came in (in the black tank-top and jeans) except his hair was a mess and he looked a bit sweaty. He nudged me out of the sink and washed his hands. With his hands still wet, he ran them through his hair. ‘WANNA GET TOGETHER NEXT TIME I’M IN TOWN?’ I smiled and said ‘sure, anytime.’ ‘COOL. THANKS AGAIN. THAT WAS GREAT.’ With that Scott Randsome walked out of my bathroom, and the apartment. And left me to get on the computer to write about it.