Gay Erotic Stories

I was sitting in Jack's bar alone one evening and was thinking seriously about going back to my apartment to spend the night alone when I saw him walk in. He was a 6-foot black guy, very trim and muscular wearing jeans, T shirt, and black combat boots. He was very masculine in appearance and looking and very sensuous. Looking at him, I felt a hot stirring in my loins and I could not take my eyes off him. I saw his eyes sweep around the bar, and then locked on to me.

That really sent a jolt of fire through me and I continued to stare at him. It was as though my gaze was frozen and coiuld not be taken off him. He finally sat at the other end of the bar and ordered a beer. I could not help myself; I continued to stare at him although I attempted not to make it look so obvious. While he was finishing the beer, he gave me a couple of long searching looks, and I knew he knew I was watching him.

He took out a scrap of paper and pen and jotted something down on it. Then he got up and came to where I was sitting. My heart was in my throat now; I could not believe he was going to talk to me. He handed me the scrap of paper and it had a phone number on it. He said, "Call me sometime if you want, I will try to make it worth your time." Then he turned and walked away. Watching that masculine black hunk, his hips swaying and those boots thudding on the wooden barroom floor as he strode away. I knew that I would call him and I knew that it would be very soon. I was a white guy, but I had fantasized about being with a black guy for a long time, and now this beautiful, sexy black hunk had shown a real interest in me. I would call him all right, I would call him really soon.

I fantasized about him all the next day and looked up his phone number on the Internet. It gave his name as Terrence J**** and I copied down the address knowing that I would need it soon. I had a hard time waiting until at least 7:00 pm to call; I did not want to appear overly eager even if I was. I dialed his number, but only got his answering machine. I left a message telling him it was Josh, and I had met him in Jack's bar yesterday and he had given me his phone number. I asked him to please give me a call and left my number. Then, I sat by the phone impatiently waiting to see if he would return my call.

In about a half hour, the phone rang, and I had a time keeping from grabbing it up immediately. I answered on the third ring, and it was he. He just said, "Hello Josh", and I recognized his voice immediately. After all, it had been going through my mind over and over all day, that deep sensuous voice that had the ring of command. He asked if I would like to come over, and I said, "sure," though I really wanted to scream that I could not wait to come over to his place. He said, "Okay, come on over as soon as you can, I will be waiting." I almost hung up without asking him for his address, but remembered in time. I did not want him to know I had been looking him up on the Internet.

I was dressed in just jeans and T-shirt. I rang his doorbell and waited, hardly breathing. He came to the door, and was wearing only a pair of very tight briefs. I just stood there for a few seconds completely stunned by the sight of him. I had not expected him to be almost naked and I was having a big problem getting my senses under control. My eyes were devouring him, starting with his close-cropped curly black hair, going to those eyes that missed nothing, down to the sensuous thick lips that were just slightly parted and I saw his tongue flick out just slightly, down to the massive muscular chest and the tiny black nipples, on down to the large bulge in his briefs where I could see the outline of a massive black cock lurking and it made my own become rigid very quickly.

He finally spoke and said, "Well, do you like what you see?" I could only nod my head affirmatively. I not only liked what I saw--I was dying to taste it--to feel it--to be carried to rapture riding on his big throbbing black cock.

He said, "Okay Josh, then come on in." I stepped inside and he closed the door He stepped close to me, reached out and pulled me close to his body and pressed his lips against mine. I almost swooned then. My whole body was on fire with desire. I wanted him, I wanted him so much I would have sold my soul and anything else I had just to be with him, just to feel his hard body against mine and his lips kissing me so tenderly.

Then, his tongue pushed into my mouth and began searching, eagerly, hungrily. I was ecstatic. I had fantasized so often about this moment, but nothing had prepared me for the actuality. I responded eagerly to him and our tongues were soon performing an erotic dance of love. I had never in my life until then experienced anything that was so good. I wanted this to go on forever. After a minute or two, he whispered in my ear, "I am going to fuck you Josh. I have thought of nothing all day but fucking you. I knew when I saw you watching me in that bar I had to fuck you. Do you want me to fuck you Josh?"

I moaned softly and wrapped my arms around him, pulling him so tight against me and answered, "Yes, yes, I want it really bad!" I knew I wanted that, I wanted that more than anything in the world. I would let him fuck me; I wanted him to fuck me. I would shamelessly beg him to fuck me I would die for the chance to feel that black cock fucking me, that big beautiful black cock, driven into me over and over again until I was in ecstasy.

Terry took me by the hand and led me into his bedroom and began to remove my clothes. He did it very slowly, letting his hands caress me and getting me so hot I could barely control myself. When he removed my briefs, my cock was so hard it was reaching for the ceiling, and he put his hand around it and squeezed gently. I moaned very loud, and my whole body jerked convulsively in response. Still holding my cock, he pulled me close and began to kiss me again. I was about to swoon again, with his lips nibbling on mine, his tongue searching deep, and his hand milking my cock I was afraid I would cum right then and I did not want to do that for a long time.

He sensed that I was close, and stopped. Then he removed his own briefs, and I got my first look at that beautiful cock. It was a cock to die for, fully 9 inches, not thick, but long and smooth and slightly tapered, topped by a gleaming cock head, already glistening with precum and reaching skywards. It grew out of a thick black bush with a very large scrotum hung beneath. My eyes feasted on that cock, and again I was afraid I would cum prematurely just looking at it. I was trying desperately to get control of my emotions because I did not want to spoil this by shooting my load before we were barely started.

Terry moved over to a chair by his bed, sat down and took that big cock in his hand, gave it a couple of strokes, then looked at me expectantly. I knew what he wanted, and I did not have to be asked twice. In a second I was kneeling between his legs taking his cock in my hand and began to suck and lick all around his balls and the inside of his thighs. I could feel his cock getting harder and harder and throbbing. I took his balls in my mouth, one at a time and massaged them with my lips and tongue. He began to moan very softly and move his hips around, which made me work my lips and tongue faster. I wanted to do anything and everything to please him. While my tongue and lips worked on his balls, my hands were moving up and down his legs, caressing and massaging.

Soon, he put his hands on the back of my head and gently pulled me up along his cock shaft until my lips were touching that glistening cock head. My tongue snaked out and licked up the drops of precum, and I took his cock head into my mouth and slowly sucked it and licked it all over with my tongue. He was moaning louder now, holding my head tightly between his hands, and moving his hips wildly. I knew the way he was holding my head so tightly that he wanted to control my cock sucking and I loved him doing that. I wanted him to control me completely and totally, and I wanted to pleasure him in every way possible. I had moved my hands up and was rubbing them all over his stomach and chest and massaging his nipples with my fingers.

After a couple of minutes, he began to pull my head downward, forcing his cock deeper into my mouth and throat. He did it very slowly forcing it in a little way, then lifting my head to remove it so only the head penetrated. He did this over, and over, each time forcing his cock a little deeper into my throat with his hands holding my head and pushing his cock in by moving his hips. I had sucked cock before, and it was always a turn on for me. But this was different. My entire body was on fire, throbbing with intense passion. This was the first time I had experienced the ultimate pleasure in sex, and I knew that it was only the beginning. I wanted him to keep this up until he came in my mouth and I could suck and swallow his load, but that would have to wait for another time because now he had other plans.

Terry lifted my head slowly until his cock was free, then got up and took a tube of KY from the bedside table and handed it to me. I knew what he wanted, and I knew what he was going to do and I could hardly wait for it. I squeezed out a big glob of jelly and began to rub it slowly on the head of his cock and up and down the shaft. His cock was rock hard and he moaned softly as I applied an extra coating to his throbbing cock head. He took my hand, led me to the bed, and gently pushed me down onto the bed so that I was lying on my back He stood there for a moment looking down at me and said, "You really want this, don't you!"

It was a statement, not a question, and I did not say anything but reached up, took his hand and pulled him down towards me. He came to me readily and was soon between my legs his body pressing against mine, kissing me hard, his tongue searching eagerly. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me and I wrapped my arms around him holding him very close against me. I was completely filled with hot desire; a torrent of passion was sweeping over me, consuming my entire body. I felt him moving his hips, driving his lubed cock head against my sphincter.

He pressed his lips hard against mine, driving his tongue between my lips and pressed his cock head hard against me until it penetrated. We were one now, united in our passion. Still kissing passionately, he began to push his cock into me, very slowly and deliberately. I could not control myself, did not want to control myself. As his cock pushed deeper and deeper, I sucked his lips and tongue eagerly, moaning loudly and moving my hips and flexing my sphincter. I wanted all of his cock--I wanted all of him. My entire body was aflame with passion. With his cock completely implanted, I surrendered myself completely to him. At that moment, I belonged completely to him, body and soul. The rest of the world did not exist, there was only the two of us floating in space, oblivious to all else.

Terry held me like that for a while, kissing me, licking my neck and ears and sucking on my nipples. My emotions were on overload. I could think of only one thing, I loved what he was doing and did not want it to ever stop. Soon he began to fuck me slowly, moving his hips to pull his cock back, then gently pushing it in very deep. Over and over, slowly and gently he fucked me. Sometimes he would push inward and upward at the same time and that would get me so excited I moaned very loud and was rubbing and massaging every part of his body I could reach with my hands. As he pushed forward, I raised my hips to meet him, begging him to fuck me deeper.

He responded to that by fucking a little faster, but never hard and rough. I knew then that Terry was not just fucking me, he was making love to me. There was a fire of love burning in both of us, flowing through our bodies and growing with each thrust of love and moan of passion. Our passion was inexorable, building relentlessly. He was making long swift thrusts now, his breath coming in short quick gasps. I wanted this to go on for a very long time, but knew that it could not last. He made two quick deep thrusts, and with his cock in as deep as it could go, he collapsed on me, his whole body jerking and he was moaning now along with me. It was an extremely intense, ecstatic, explosive orgasm. I felt his big cock pulsing in me as he planted his cum deep inside me and then my own cock exploded in spasms of ecstasy.

For a long time, we lay there holding each other very closely. Our love had been Consummated, we were one. I knew at that moment that I loved him. I had loved him since I first saw him in the bar. After a while I whispered, "Will I see you again?"

He put his hands on either side of my head, held me while he kissed me very hard and deep for a long time. Then he said, "Just try to keep me away!"

Of course, I had no intention of trying to keep him away, quite the opposite. Before we said good night, we made love two more times and though it did not seem possible, it was better each time. Within a week I had moved in with him, and we are still together, still very happy, and still very much in love.

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