Gay Erotic Stories

Nick, a bit red eyed from driving, was exhausted. It had been a long if event filled trip, however, because his partner, Lance's exhibitionist antics had come close to derailing the trip any number of times. Lance just could not be bothered to wear clothes unless he absolutely had to, When he did wear them because they were in public, he wore the skimpiest most revealing things he could find to wear. His suit case was filled with mesh see through thongs, or European cut bikinis with the lining carefully cut out of them, cutoffs so ripped and short they guaranteed exposure of pink cock or ball skin, and a great deal of ass cheek peeking somewhere. That he had yet to get arrested for indecent exposure was a damn miracle. On the trip down, Lance had driven the truckers, van drivers, pick up truckers, just anyone in any higher built vehicle, completely nuts, With his passenger seat in the Nick's elderly silver jag reclined, back his beautiful blond god like build always strategically nearly naked with some accidental exposure going on, day and night, he had been on full display. Because of the size his perfectly made rocket of a twelve inch cock, thick as a beer can, even semi erect, there was no way that thing could stay inside anything Lance owned or cared to wear. When they drove at night, Lance didn't even bother to wear anything, The gorgeous golden maned hunk just lay back, slowly petting his incredible cock, his body hunching as higher cars or trucks slowly passed, Nick almost frantically checking mirrors for any sign of a cop car, or worse a cop SUV. Trucks just hung out, their drivers grinning down tooting horns in appreciation for the show, or people in Vans gaping with wide open mouths as they watched Nick's lover slowly petting or even stroking himself.

The one thing Nick did do which even Lance appreciated, was to watch for vans that held families. If anyone was to catch a glimpse of anything x rated, Lance and Nick wanted it to be adults only. Truth to tell, Nick loved watching Lance being watched, in part because he knew Lance would get so excited and charged up that he would want to ravish Nick when they reached a rest stop or hotel, that he would be begging for his lover to give him release. Lance could easily make himself shoot if he got carried away, using both hands on his magnificent tool, but he much preferred another man's mouth.

Amazingly for having such a wildly exhibitionist partner, as far as Nick knew, they had managed to keep their relationship monogamous. Even though Nick had seen other men almost beg lance to let them take him, Lance had resisted, never letting another man do more then feel him up or maybe kiss him a little while Nick watched to be sure nothing further went on. Nick got nervous when Lance really flirted hard, though, and once or twice lately, Lance had let things go a little over the edge with other men, like two days before at a gay beach hotel when lance had let this hot dude rub sun tan lotion all over his body. The hot lazy tease of the man had gone on for a full half an hour of lotion rubbing, Lance on his stomach is perfect ass in the air the man slowly massaging sun block into Lance's ass cheeks, his hands slipping down into where the sun didn't even shine. But then Lance had to have his front done too, turning over onto his back, his beautiful blues egging the guy on, his huge cock dancing and wagging every time the man's hands or wrists accidentally brushed against it, Eventually, with the guys erection sticking up in his own swim trunks, the guy had given in. With a glance at Nick who had pretended not to be getting jealous, he'd squirted sun lotion on the cock and rubbed it in, saying, "Damn can't let this beautiful thing burn can we?"

Lance had agreed to that in a breathless husky voice, and Nick had sort of shrugged. Getting permission, the man had been very thorough protecting that cock, bending so low over Lance they had sort of accidentally kissed, and then kissed again. And damn if Lance hadn't let the guy really get into a long necking session with him, his hands rubbing lotion up and down Lance's twelve inches, really getting into a prolonged cock stroke with him. That had been bad enough, but then Lance and even reached out and stroked the other guy lifting him all the way out of his trunks, the man's thick eight inch cock stroking him with no sun tan lotion as an excuse for that kind of contact. That had gone too far for Nick, who had finally cleared his throat and given Lance a furious glare. It said a lot for his lover's self control that he'd somehow managed to stop necking with his would be seducer; to break off with the guy and just end up thanking him for a great sun block massage.

They'd bickered about that over breakfast the next morning, Lance insisting that though he got a little carried away he wouldn't have let it get to sucking or anything like that. And Nick had been right there, right. Not like he was hiding anything he did.

Nick,knew he was wrong not to trust lance more, but he could not help but entertain a maybe irrational fear that his strikingly delicious hunk of a partner would be seduced away by some other guy, some guy who would enjoy Lance's increasingly wild exhibitionism AND be hotter then Nick to boot. Not hat Nick wasn't hot. He might not have had Lance's sexy blond blue eyed angel looks, but he was a handsome young man of twenty four, with thick shoulder length dark brown hair and pretty dark brown eyes one boyfriend before Lance had called, "Like pools of chocolate you could drown in." He was six foot two inches, lean but with a swimmers and bikers build combined, big powerful thighs that accented his bubble but, his shoulders broad from swimming. His body was hairy, but not where most men wouldn't want it, not on the back or really matted all over, just enough to be incredibly sexy, and it trailed in a nice line down his abs to his crotch.

And he was nicely hung too, maybe not Lance's twelve kingly inches of cock, but his nine plump inches looked just fine when he dared to wear a anything revealing in the water. But he just didn't have the sheer free wheeling uncaring in your face courage for exhibitionism Lance had.

Then again he didn't think Lance minded that Nick chose to stay in the background. After all, Lance liked to be the center of attention, and that was alright by Nick, because crazy jealous as he sometimes was, he loved seeing other people go crazy over his lover's hot bod.

No, the problem was this fucking vacation. Lance had signed them up for a two month, count them, two months on the gay cruise ship Sea Luster, and not one of the bigger more prestigious lines either, but a cruise line known for its extremely hot men, for having luxury cabins paid for by the very wealthy,, and legendary sex scenes aboard its ships. In fact in order for Lance and Nick to afford it they had applied for the special hot man discount, sending in nude photos of themselves to the cruise line, and of course, being approved immediately.

Lance was overjoyed, of course, but the whole thing made Nick very nervous. He and Lance had their rules, dammit, though those rules had gotten a little loose lately. They could flirt with other men, even cuddle with another man, but no sucking, no fucking, no actual sex act. That they reserved for one another. A little kissing and accidental feel ups were all right, but nothing too prolonged. And that was a compromise down from their former drawn lines of not letting other guys feel them up or kiss them except maybe for a social peck on the cheek like some gay guys did at parties.

But as Lance had said, "Part of showing off is letting them feel it and see that what they are drooling over is real. I can't deny them a little feel baby, you know that."

In the face of those beseeching topaz blue eyes, that angelic pouting handsome grim all dimpling sexily, what the fuck was Nick to do? He had melted, of course, hating to deny Lance anything he really wanted.

Sighing as he remembered, he looked over at his slumbering lover and smiled lovingly. "Were here baby," he said reaching over and patting Lance's perpetually hard rod. Lance stirred and opened his gorgeous eyes and smiled and then sat up with delight. ""Were here? Oh fuck yeah! He opened the door immediately heedless that he was both naked and rampant. Nick looked around almost frantically, but saw only a couple of guys by another car getting out and getting their luggage. And they were too far away to notice. "Lance I did read minimal coverage at all ports of call. This is a port, baby." Nick said. Not paying the least attention, Lance gave himself a stroke. "Fuck this key west air is so balmy so hot and breezy around my balls and cock. I can hardly stand it," he said, huskily, his eyes dancing over Nick with a come here and suck me look. Nick, too, was getting hard in his short cotton shorts which revealed him in enough detail to keep him happy, thank you very much, and a v neck french cut t that left his abs bare. But Lance was right, damn it. Something about this Island air was having its effect on him too, tired as he was. But as long as they made it, he really didn't want them tossed out of the marina before they even got on the ship to take their cruise. "Lance come on tuck that thing away and grab a bag or something. We can use one of those carts." He gestured to the dock carts some distance away by the main pier of the marina, and Lance, his cock wagging in front of him, just walked across the parking lot, stark raving naked, slowly stroking himself as he went to get a cart.

Nick tore his eyes from Lance and set about raising the roof on his car and locking it up. Hopefully the jag would be all right here in this parking lot. There were plenty of other more expensive cars all through the place, Caddies, Mercs, Lincolns, a couple of garishly painted Hummers.. He decided not to worry about it, and turned to find Lance talking to a sexy looking humpy dock boy wearing cut offs and a white t with the marina logo on it stretched across a very impressive chest. Lance was still naked, his cock high and hard, showing off for the dock boy, who was clearly clearly showing his own excitment in those tight cut offs, drooling over Lance even as he tried to get Lance to wear something. "Look, Sir," he was saying, "please, we have rules here, which, fuck, that is a great cock -" "Yes?" Lance teased, his face devilishly angelic and innocent as a sweet sexy lambs. The dock boy whom Nick judged to be about 18 or nineteen, swallowed. "I mean the rules are really really dum when I see a body like yours, dude = I mean - sir. But they will fire me if I walk out the pier with you naked like that. Look even a thong. Anything."

Lance relented, because he had a soft heart and the idea of anyone getting fired because of him cut through his haze of lust as something he couldn't allow. He nodded slowly and even more slowly unzipped his bag and after feeling around chose one of his skimpiest thongs, a see through affair,

Then he held it out to the dock boy. "I am so hard I don't think I can put this on. Would you help me?" "Yes," the dock boy whispered. He took the thong and crouched for Lance to put his feet through it, then raised it up, his face bumping and rubbing up that cock, Lances hips rocking forward. The dock boys mouth opened and the accidental rub became a tongued lip slide kiss right up the length of the cock right there in the open of the parking lot.

Nick hissed through his teeth, a familiar knot of jealousy flipping over in his stomach. He not happy about that, but at least he figured the dock boy would not be going with them on the cruise, would he? "Damn i don't think I can get all this inside that little biddy thing." Lance said looking down at himself. "Can you help me?"

Nick rolled his eyes as the dock boy with a look around to make sure he wasn't going to get in trouble, took Lance's cock in one worshipful hand, and worked to try to pull the stretchy filmy mesh thong up over it. There was no doing it, but the effort involved a great deal of cock squeezing and stroking, which of course didn't help either.

Lance was clearly having himself a ball, grinning, his chest breathing hard, but no harder then the dock boy, whose cutoffs were stretched from fly to the hip of his belt line with the iron hard ridge of his own erection. Nicks jealousy warred with his own heat at the sight of his lovers naked body rippling and flexing as another man held his cock, and tried to arrange it into that little nothing he was trying to wear. The sight was so fucking sexy.

Nick finally caught some movement out of the corner of his eye, and hissed, "Guys, someone is coming from the office building!" Abruptly, the dock boy abandoned his effort but held up small bag for Lance. "Please sir, carry this if you would," he gasped " and hold it in front of you" He added quickly. Then the dock boy grabbed the cart handle with there luggage and started toward the pier as a thick heavy set man with flushed features wearing blue shorts and a white jersey with the logo of the marina on it trudged over to them.

He looked as if he was going to intercept and ream out the dock boy, but Lance now almost wearing that little nothing and that small dop bag that held toiletries intercepted the man, with a broad brilliant smile, his half exposed huge cock all but fucking the little bag as he walked. "It is incredibly great down here. You have the most beautiful marina." Lance oozed, all sunny and sexy. Nick came along behind, a more strained smile on his face. The man gaped at Lance and seemed to try to work his mouth but couldn't as Lance poured the full power of his smile on the man, the little toiletry bag dropping a little more to allow his cock to play peekaboo with the man's focus. "Your poor dock boy tried so hard to get me to behave, but this sun and climate does something to a guy like me," Lance purred, warm and charm pouring off of him like friendly syrup.

"My mind knows I should wear more," Lance purred, "but my body won't let me. I bet a hot man like you knows all about that." he added moving up to the man and just sort of casually lifting a hand to the man's chest in a buddy pat. The man just gulped and swallowed and then grinned sheepishly, though his piggy eyes were all over that cock. "Heh, yeah, sure, I know." He gurgled. "I was umm, just making sure that that dock boy wasn't doing anything inappropriate with a valued customer. I've had my eye on him." "And I would too. He is good at his job and brave. He tried very hard to get me under cover in this little thong but it just won't go. Will you help me?"

At this, the thick set man looked ready to have a stroke, his hands even twitching forward as if to take Lance up on his challenge. But in the end he chickened out and just managed a sort of strangled chuckle, "I don't reckon I could do anything either. Just uh, if you don't mind, sort of hold that little bag in front of you on your way out to your boat. I - guessing the Sea Luster, right?"

"Yes sir," Lance said obediently, pulling the little brown leather bag in against his cock which sort of pressed and slid up against it, the contact of that moist pre-cum slicked cock sliding and rubbing on anything, clearly hypnotizing the older man. "Hope you give the dock boy a raise," Nick put in, now. "Its not every man who can get Lance to wear anything." "Heh, I can see that," The man said huskily, "Well umm, you boys have a good cruise now." He said, and with a last look at Lance he tore himself away and almost stumbled as he turned and headed back to his office.

Nick grabbed Lances arm. "Come on you. Lets get out there and get you aboard before he calls the fucking Coast Guard on us."

At last Nick got Lance into motion, but the whole way out the dock to the big black hulled three masted ship that awaited them, Lance's cock seemed to fuck and rub that little bag, the only part of him at all covered, being his big peach sized balls cradled in that little mesh thong. Nick held his breath as people on boats on either side of the pier, looked down women, men, a couple of wolf whistles, and even one woman who on the back of her yacht who gazed boldly down at Lance, a drink in her hand, and said, "Oh fucking hell that is too much. There are times I wish I were a gay boy, I really do." From somewhere inside the woman's yacht, a mans voice called out, "Whats too much dear?" "Just looking at a gorgeous naked stud with a huge foot long cock, honey." From somewhere up inside the yacht, the man laughed, and called out, "Such a kidder., Moira. Such a kidder!", as the woman winked at Lance.

Lance of course, winked right back, and dropping his bag, slowed to give her a special show, stroking his cock a few slow times just for her. Nick smiled too, but his eyes roved forward to the big ship that awaited and all the half naked hunky men already moving about aboard her, and he swallowed, wondering what adventure or fate awaited them on this cruise.

As Lance relented and started off once more toward the ship, leaving the woman drop jawed behind them, he said over his shoulder to his partner. "Nick, baby don't worry. i love you, man, and you know you love it."

Nick looked down at his own shorts and the hard cock stretching across the stretchy grey cotton as he followed his lover.

"Yeah," Nick said, grinning in spite of himself and the looming ship full of hot men awaiting them. "Yeah, and I love you too, baby."

The end, but more installments coming. Hope you enjoyed.