Gay Erotic Stories

Joe and I were getting together at least twice a week at his place in the Hollywood hills. He lived on a private street in a quiet neighborhood just above Franklyn St. I had an open invitation and he was always up for fun..

I met Joe at a job i had at a studio. I had confided my queerness to him and he to me. We stayed in touch after I left, and he invited me on a movie date. I drove up to his place in the hills and he took his car, a classic firebird.

The film was an action comedy and left me a very good mood. When we got back to the car, I leaned into him and kissed/bit him on the neck squeezed his crotch. He responded by turning his head and kissing me fully on the lips. So much so I quivered and started breathing pretty damn hard.

When we got back to his house, we sat on the couch and snuggled. Joe was a inch or so taller then me and i put my head on his shoulder. He put his arm around me and squeezed me just so. Not to hard not to soft. Just right.

He rolled a joint and and it was some good shit, as I got super hi right away. He poured me a glass of white wine and i was happy to drink, as it cut the edge off the pot.

We settled into a nice conversation, all snuggled and warm. And before I knew it, my cock had become so hard I really had to pull down my pants to give it room.

There I was, sitting with my dick pointed straight to ceiling and feeling no pain. I looked over at Joe, who I was realizing was going to be my boyfriend, and his eyes were wide and his smile was broad.

I smiled back, he lowered is head to my lap and took all of my 7-inches deep into his throat. His talented mouth worked my cock like a world class pro. And I got even more turned on.

We fell/rolled off the sofa on to the floor and I straddled him while he sucked my cock so well I felt I was floating above the hardwood floor. I mean it was awesome. The best head I ever had.

He was so good, he knew just how far to go and not make me cum to fast. I don’t know how he did that, but I was happy that I didn’t blow my load to soon.

At that point, I wasn’t capable of rational thought but I was still alert enough to hear him say, Let’s go to bed.

His bedroom had darkish, blood-red walls, very hot. Somewhere along the way to his bedroom, my clothes came off and I dove into the California king bed. Joe pulled down his jeans and I was more than l load when I moaned at the sight of his manhood.

I don't have to tell you, the sex was off the chart.

But I will anyway.

We kissed and fondled each other for I don't know how long. Long enough to wet the sheets with a soak with man sweat.

I bit his neck, nibbled his ears, sniffed and licked his hairy armpits.

At one point, I was on my back and he pinned my arms down and sucked my neck till I begged him to fuck me.

And you know what he said? Yeah you know. He said, stick that ass of your up.

Of course I was so horny, my lets shot up. He put and extra pillow under me and proceeded to lick my asshole for another long long time.

I mean really lick and lick and lick. And then he worked one finger up my hole, and the two, and then three.

And then: Wham! if felt the head of his cock pop thru my sphincter. Oh god i screamed. FUCK ME! YES! It felt so fucking good, and I was moaning like a banshee, the neighbors must have heard it. Hell they might have heard me on the next street over.

He only stopped long enough to protect is cock from getting to soar with some KY.

By then he could slide into my dripping wet pussy and pump me to ecstasy.

I was beyond mind-blown when he finally exploded and sent a massive load of cum into me.

He pumped bit more before falling out, gasping for air.

I don't know at what point i shot, but i shot more then once while he was still fucking me, it was that fucking good.

We fell into a deep sound sleep, and woke up with the sun, and yes, we had sex again.

The morning sex was different, we knew each other a bit better and we went slower. But it was just as divine.