#gayerotica

[antitesisprs]

[trygod]

Late night walks

[lukedifferent]

you are the perfect sound of my battles -Luke C -

[oleksandrbalbyshev]

My new painting “Twins” inspired by David Hockney

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[jrstales]

·Jake comes over - part 1

All characters 18+

The next few days went quietly. I had messaged out to the group a few times to see if anyone wanted to hang out or game, but Ricky was still on the late shift at the cafe, so I wasn't going to see him until the next night. Jake hadn't responded, I assumed hanging out with his friends from swimming.

It looked like I had a night to myself. I jumped on the sofa and threw on the latest season of 'Vox Machina'. I had always wanted to try DnD, but I didn't really have enough nerdy friends to get a group together, so watching was as close as I could get for the moment.

I was enjoying it, but my mind kept wandering back to Peter and Micky from the gym. It had been a day ago and I was due to go back tomorrow. I wasn't sure how I could face them without blushing. I felt myself grow hard thinking about it, absent mindedly rubbing myself through my boxers.

There was no doubt that the two of them were hot. I was still a little in awe at the monster that Peter was under his shorts as well, and the way that he had made Micky moan. My rubs turned into a slow stroke, as I heard Micky again behind the shower curtain.

But that wasn't really what turned me on about it all. It was the kissing. The two of them, lips pressed, smiling and laughing, not just thinking about their dicks. I kicked my boxers off so they were lying around my ankles, continuing my wank nude on the sofa, the images of them running through my head.

I heard a noise downstairs. I was pretty sure it was the front door. 'Fuck' I thought, realising I hadn't locked it. My mum had always yelled at me for that. I pulled up my boxers, looking down at the obvious tent, unsure if I should look for a weapon or something to cover myself.

I heard footsteps creeping up the stairs. My door knob start to turn. I braced. Myself behind the door ready to pounce. The door opened. It was Jake. I had realised too late.

My foot lashed out like a whip, striking him in the stomach. He doubled over. 'Dude!' he whimpered, doubled over.

'Shit, shit! Sorry, I thought you were a burglar'

I took his arm and brought him to my bed to sit down as he recovered his breath. I sat down beside him.

Between his wheezing I heard him ask 'Do you have an erection?' his voice still shaky.

'No, I mean yes, but -'

He started laughing. 'Fuck dude, I didn't know you were into that kind of shit, his face winced again, ' - ow, it hurts to laugh'

'No, I'm not' my face was beet red, ' I was alone -'

'And jerking off, thinking about beating your friends up huh?' he was grinning, the pain seeming to pass.

'What about you though' still barely making eye contact, ' why were you creeping up the stairs'

He paused a second fully gathering his breath before sitting up, 'Maybe I was,' he laughed, his hand reaching to mine in the bed. He leaned into me, his face paused a few inches from mine, his warm breath on my face, waiting to see if I would close the distance.

I didn't hesitate at all. Our lips met briefly, it started with small pecks, it turned into a mess. Our hands reached all over eachother, our mouths open and exploring. I wish I could say it was skillfully and passionate, but it was my first time, and Jake hadn't much experience.

I wouldn't have changed it at all.

A few minutes passed and we broke apart, coming up for air, Jake's eyes meeting mine.

I started to ask, 'What brought that -'

He pushed me back, so I was lying flat against the bed. He straddled me, pulling his top off. I reached out and grabbed his dick, poking from his shorts. He winked, and stood up on the bed over him, pulling them off. I just lay there, hard, aware of this beautiful man above me, looking at his tight balls, his hard dick, the lean chest. From his wide stance I could even see between his cheeks, some faint hair between them. I touched his leg, stroking it gently. He responded at throwing his shirts on my face.

Laughing, I pulled them off, noticing the faint white spots on the front.

'Horny fucker' I said showing him. He jumped down, landing on his knees, me between them. He leaned into me, our bare chests touching. His smile wide, eyes bright.

'You know it'

He kissed me again, a little more controlled this time, but still just as wet, a small trail of saliva connecting our lips as he broke away, moving along my cheek, to my neck, kissing and biting me, one hand running through my hair. He sucked a little too hard on one spot on the neck

'Shit, sorry, that might mar-'

'its fine, don't stop Jake'

He didn't need told twice, starting down along my neck again, reaching my chest. Both his fingers darting to my nipples

'You liked it when Ricky played with these right?' he said, his fingers rubbing them roughly. He wasn't as skilled as Ricky, but it still felt good. I could feel my dick pressing against his lower back, as he sat rubbing.

'it was so hot watching you moan like that with Ricky. I want to make you feel that good. No, I want to make you feel better.' he paused for a second, before his mouth surrounded one of them, his tongue lapping at the small bud.

His free hand went back, grabbing my dick through my boxers, stroking me through the wet fabric.

The room was filled with just my moans. He paused, 'You love this don't you, tell me how much you fucking love this' his voice almost pleading.

'So much,' I panted out, 'so fucking much. I love your tongue Jake, I'm getting so close, I can't take much more'

He began speeding up his stroking, breaking away his tongue from my nipple as he moved up to my neck, then my mouth. He kissed me, stopping my moans, as I spilled into my boxers, my body tensed as I just lay there, bathing in the pleasure of my orgasm.

He kissed me softly while I recovered.

'That good' he asked me grinning.

I braced my legs and turned. I flipped him over onto his back. Jake's eyes looked wide in surprise.

'You made me cum in my boxers.' I said, kissing him, 'Time to repay the favour'

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[scarystoriesfromthegayside]

Country Boy

His name was Jacob, he lived down the street in my neighborhood. We were quite the fancy family but he was the country boy. He loved do work outdoors and get sweaty and dirty. I caught him taking his shirt off one time while mowing the lawn. His body was slim but beautiful, he had a trace of hair on his chest and down to his jeans was his happy trail. It was that day he caught me looking. I blushed hard but Jacob started to smirk. I was walking one day and saw Jacob tending to his garden. Just then he said without looking.

“Did you like what you saw yesterday?”

I tried to walk away but I froze on the spot. He was looking at me now with that devilish smirk he had. I just nodded. He nodded as well.

“You thirsty,” Jacob asked.

I nodded again. He motioned his head towards his house and walked with him inside. In his living room I sat on the couch. But then I noticed Jacob was close to me standing over me. His crotch was in my face. I looked up and Jacob winked.

“You don’t talk much,” Jacob said. “You like to look. And I like to play.”

Jacob then grabbed me from the couch and planted his lips on mine. He tasted of mint and cigarettes. Our tongues wrestled till saliva was hanging out of mouths. This was fucking hot.

“Open your mouth,” Jacob breathed out.

I did and he spat into it and closed in with his mouth again. I felt our dicks rub together as both of us were hard as fuck. I wanted more and more of him. He lifted his arm up and forced my face into his sweaty, musky armpits. He smelled ripe but I was fucking horny and this was helping so much. I sniffed and licked the sweat of the hairs. He growled.

“Yeah, you fucking pig,” Jacob growled. “Smell those fucking pits.”

We undressed till we were just skin. Jacob was thick and bushy around everything. I went to my knees to get a better glimpse of his piece.

“Suck it pig,” Jacob said. He spat in my mouth.

I licked the slit first, tasting the salty precome that was already made. I went all the way down till my nose was all the way into his jungle. I smelled the musk of sweat from his pubes. He was so fucking hot. I slobbered all over his piece, making him squirm and curse.

“Fuck dude,” Jacob yelled.

He forced me on my feet and bent me over the couch. Just then I felt his prickly face go right into my ass and he started licking my opening. I moaned and gasped as he went in on me. He was forceful and I loved it. His face was wet from eating me up. He came from behind me and placed his lips on mine again. I tasted really good.

“I wanna fuck you,” Jacob said.

His head was touching my entrance already. He didn’t even waste time to slide into me. I gasped and cursed as he entered me. The thrusting went wild as he fucked me to oblivion. I screamed, he screamed. The clapping sound of his body to my ass made me precome bad. Right then, not even touching myself, I came all over his couch. Just then Jacob tensed.

“I’m gonna come, oh fuck,” Jacob screamed.

Right at the last thrust I felt the warm come inside of my ass. My ear ringed from him screaming into my ear.

“That was great pig,” Jacob said.

“You’re welcome,” I said.

“Oh, he does talk,” Jacob laughed.

“I can do more than talk,” I said and kissed his lips again.

[bulklore]

Wrote hog nog 3 last night ;) thank you for the encouragement! Will try to edit and post tonight 🙃💕

[simpleandclean92]

paradise boy 🏝

[gay-roman-fantasy]

In the Catacombs

[misterjauthor]

FULL-SERVICE MEN: TOW TRUCK DRIVER

“BABE, what happened to your pickup?” my wife asked on the phone.

“I have no fucking idea. It just turned off while I was driving. When I tried to start it after pulling over, it just cranked,” I said, standing under the shade of a tree to protect myself from the hot midday sun.

“Have you called for service?”

“Yep, already did. Someone’s coming over to tow it to the service station.” I glanced in both directions of the long, empty road.

A tow truck appeared in the distance.

“Babe, the tow truck’s approaching. I have to go. I’ll call you later for an update.”

“If it’s already late, just stay at a motel and leave first thing tomorrow.”

“Oh, god. I hope it won’t take long to fix. But, yeah. I’ll let you know where I’m staying if I have to stop for the night.” I ended the call.

The flatbed truck with ‘Tony’s Towing’ on the side door parked in front of my stalled pickup.

A guy wearing an old baseball cap got out.

“Over here.” I waved him down.

He cocked his head and walked behind the tow truck with a masculine stride.

My heart beat faster.

I looked down at my phone, pretending to be busy texting while checking him out.

His tight, ribbed tank top, off-white from repeated washings, showed off his muscular arms. The rips and holes in his old jeans showed his white skin.

Fuck, he’s hot.

I need to be extra careful. I don’t want my wife to find out about my secret because I got bashed by a homophobe.

“Are you the one who called for a tow, Boss?” The guy around his late twenties asked.

Damn, he’s like one of those models on Sean Cody, especially with his pornstache.

One of the holes near the crotch of his jeans showed the hem of his white briefs.

My khaki chino shorts tightened.

“Yep, I’m Miguel.” I stepped closer to offer my hand, trying my best not to look down at his crotch.

“Tony.” He stopped and shook my hand.

“I’m sorry for being rude on the phone earlier. I was frustrated. I’m stuck in the middle of nowhere and still have a long way to go to get home.”

He stood a couple of inches shorter with a bruise around his right eye. “Don’t worry about it, Boss. What happened here?”

I explained it to him.

“If you want,”—he used a thumb to point over his shoulder—”I can check if a tow won’t be necessary.”

“Really?” I gleamed at the possibility of getting back on the road as soon as possible.

“Pop, the hood.” Tony started walking away.

I jogged past him and pulled the latch below the steering wheel.

The hood jerked with a metallic click.

I stood next to him with one hand up on the cover. “What do you think? Can you fix it?”

“Let me see.” Tony bent over to check the engine. His top rode up, and his beltless jeans lowered to show the upper part of his white briefs.

My heart pumped harder, sending heat through my entire body and more blood to my dick.

I bit my lower lip while staring.

“Boss, did you hear me?” His voice snapped me out of my trance.

“Hmm?” I looked at Tony. “Did you say something?”

“I did. Are you okay?”

“Sorry.” I straightened up. “I got distracted. What was it?”

“Could you try starting the engine? I want to see something?”

“Oh, yeah. Sure.” I went inside the pickup.

My hard dick pushed against the zipper of my shorts.

Shit! Did he see me checking out his ass?

I adjusted my erection before trying to start the engine.

The pickup shook from the cranking but didn’t come to life.

“Stop,” Tony said through the mechanical noise. “That’s enough, Boss.”

I got out and returned to my spot from earlier. “Have you figured it out yet?”

“Not yet. But I have my suspicions.” He moved closer toward me and bent over further to reach for something deeper inside.

I stepped aside to give him room but zoned in on his ass again.

His ass crack peeked through the waistband of his white briefs.

Fuck! I want to drop to my knees, pull his jeans and briefs down, and eat out the man’s sweet hole. While he was preoccupied, I shoved a hand inside my pocket to reposition my hard-on.

Tony stood back up and closed the hood.

“Is it fixed?”

He turned around and wiped his dirty hands on his jeans. “Which do you want first, good news or bad news?”

“Good news.” I kept my hand inside my pocket to not make my bulge noticeable.

“I narrowed it down to a bad fuel pump or alternator. My money is on the fuel pump. Bad news—”

“Let me guess. You can’t fix it.”

“Yeah, Boss. It has to be taken to a mechanic. You can only get the replacement part at the service station.”

“Fine.” I sighed. “So, what now?

“I’ll load your truck in the back, and we’ll get out of here.”

TONY climbed in the tow truck after securing my pickup with ratchets and straps.

His manly musk filled the interior. The smell of a working man. A real man.

Blood surged into my dick.

I shifted in the passenger seat to ease the uncomfortable tightness in my shorts.

Dirt stained the back of his tank top from laying on the ground when he hooked the winch under my pickup.

“Uh, Tony.” I pointed to my back. “Your shirt’s dirty.”

“It’s okay. I have spare shirts in the back seat.” He put his baseball cap on the center console and removed his tank top, revealing a rug of black hair on his chest and an appendectomy scar on the lower right of his flat midsection.

Tony’s arm flexed as he used the soiled shirt to wipe the sweat off him.

I wanted to lick every inch of his glistening upper body, especially his armpits.

To keep myself from staring, I took my phone out and composed a message to my wife. But through the corner of my eye, I continued looking at the shirtless tow truck driver.

After tossing the tank top in the back, he reached behind his seat. “Fuck!”

“What happened?”

“I forgot to bring my bag with the extra shirt. Do you mind if I drive shirtless, Boss?”

Can you get rid of those pants, too?

“No, man. I don’t mind.” I returned to looking at my phone.

Tony put his baseball cap back on, started the truck, and pulled out.

I sent the message to my wife. “How far is the service station?”

“About an hour or so.”

I nodded.

“Where were you headed before your pickup died?”

“On my way home to San Diego.”

“Whoa! What are you doing around these parts?”

“My old high school best friends and I had a reunion weekend at a cabin owned by one of them. It’s been decades since I last saw them, so I came even if it’s far away.”

“Ah.” He gently rubbed his eye with the bruise.

“What happened to your eye?”

“Oh, this?” He pointed to his eye. “A few days ago, I got into a fight with the husband of the woman I’ve been fucking.”

I nodded.

We dropped into an awkward silence lasting a few minutes.

“Can we pull over?” I looked at him. “I need to pee.”

“Sure, Boss.” Tony stopped on the side of the road.

I went under the shade of a tree and took my dick out.

The shirtless driver stayed behind, filling the inside of the tow truck with more of his masculine musk.

My dick came to life again.

“Come on. Stop that.” I closed my eyes and thought of other things.

Pee came out.

“Yeah.” I leaned my head back and savored the relief.

“I might as well take a leak,” Tony stood on my right.

My whole body jerked.

“Fuck! You scared me.”

He chuckled. “Sorry, Boss.”

I kept looking straight ahead. Oh, god. He’s going to pee next to me.

Tony unzipped.

My heart thumped in anticipation.

A stream of piss hit the ground.

While keeping my head still, I looked at his dick.

But his hand blocked my view.

Oh, come on.

Tony switched hands to scratch his thigh. The other hand held his long, soft shaft surrounded by a full bush of black.

My eyes widened at the impressive package. The woman he’s been fucking was lucky.

As my piss stream waned, I started to get aroused.

I forced the remaining drops out and shoved my dick inside. “I’ll be in the tow truck.”

“Alright, Boss. I’m almost done.”

I hurried back.

When Tony returned, we got back on the road.

I sat in silence, hoping Tony won’t mention anything about me checking out his dick.

“Want some of my coffee?” He took a small thermos from the cup holder and unscrewed the top. “I don’t have a glass, but you can use the lid.”

“I’m good. You go ahead.”

“Just let me know if you change your mind.” He took a sip without taking his eyes off the road.

“Thanks.”

“Motherfucker!” He put the thermos back on the holder.

Dark liquid slid down his torso.

“Shit. Are you okay?”

“I’m okay, Boss. It’s not as hot anymore.”

“Tissues?”

Tony pointed at the glove box. “In there.”

A straight porn magazine with a big-breasted model on the cover and a bottle of lube was with the small package of tissues.

I gave him more than a few pieces.

“The magazine is for when I’m horny while waiting for a call out,” he said while wiping himself.

“We’ve all been there, man.” I chuckled. “Sometimes we have to take matters into our own hands.”

He smiled. “In my case, I have no choice. Especially after my bitch’s husband caught us.”

A scene of the straight tow truck driver with his jeans and briefs bunched around his ankles, jerking his lubed cock while looking at the open magazine on the steering wheel played in my head.

My dick returned to full hardness.

“It’s been over a week since I last came inside a mouth or a pussy.”

“That sucks, man.”

“At least it’s not my longest dry spell. There was a time a few months ago when I didn’t have someone on my dick for four weeks.”

“What broke the streak?”

“My neighbor gave me a blowjob while I was drunk one night. That was the first time my dick has been in a dude’s mouth.”

Heat spread through my entire body.

Fuck!

“Have you let a guy suck your dick when a chick is not available, Boss?”

“Nope.” I lied.

“Really? You didn’t experiment in college?”

My straight roommate during our senior year in college made me service him in exchange for not telling Lori about my secret after he caught me sniffing his jockstrap.

But, of course, I’m not going to tell him about that.

“No, man. I regularly have sex with my girlfriend back then.”

“I wish there was someone taking care of my dick right now.” Tony squeezed his bulge. “How about you, Boss? Want to take care of my dick for me?”

The blood on my face drained.

“What?” I snapped my head toward him. “I’m not gay.”

“Bullshit. You’ve been checking me out since the moment we met.”

“No, I wasn’t.”

Tony scoffed. “You think I wouldn’t notice you looking at my crotch?”

“You’re seeing things, man.”

“Really? Was I seeing things when you checked out my dick while I was peeing? You got hard looking at it.”

“I…”

The tow truck driver grabbed my hand and placed it on his bulge.

“What are you doing?” I tried to snatch my hand back.

He squeezed and pressed it into his crotch.

My dick wanted to burst out of my shorts.

“Tony, I’m not gay.”

“Boss, I know you’re gay. No matter how much you deny it.”

I got my hand back.

“Are you sure you don’t want this?” He leaned back and opened his jeans, exposing the bulge on his white briefs.

“I’m sure.” My eyes remained on his package.

“If you don’t want it, why can’t you take your eyes off it?”

“I…” I alternated looking at his face and his dick. “Are you going to just sit there? Or are you going to do what you wanted this entire time?” Tony wiggled the brow on his bruised eye.

Oh, fuck it. There’s no point in denying it.

I reached over and grabbed his bulge.

“See. I knew you were a fag.” He continued driving.

The soft meat twitched in my hand.

I started stroking his bulge.

“You like feeling my dick, Boss?”

“Yeah. I’ve wanted to do this the whole time.”

“Why don’t you take it out for me?” He gave a mischievous smile.

I pulled the briefs’ elastic and hooked it under his balls.

His dick flopped to the side, above its nest of pubes. “Do whatever you want.”

“You have a big dick, man.” I wrapped my fingers around the soft shaft.

“Wait until it gets hard.” Tony shifted in his seat for easier access.

Slowly, I stroked him.

“Yeah, keep going. Make me hard.”

I closed my fingers tighter and focused close to the head.

“Is mine the first dick you’ve handled?”

“No.”

“Do you suck?”

“Yes.”

His dick twitched.

“How about you suck mine?”

“Fuck, yeah.” I got up on my knees on the seat and leaned over the central console.

“Look at you,” Tony smirked. “A moment ago, you wouldn’t admit you’re gay. But now, you’re so eager to get on my cock.”

Warmth flooded my cheeks.

I took a few inches of the soft meat in my mouth.

He drew a sharp inhale and placed a hand on my head while driving.

I sucked on the head, making sure to produce enough spit to make it slide smoother.

His shaft has doubled in size.

“Yeah. That’s it, Boss. Work for my nut.”

While holding his balls, I took more of him with each bob.

“Fuck, your mouth feels so good. So warm and wet, like a pussy.” He pushed my head on his hard dick.

The straight man’s feedback made me want to please him more.

I sucked with gusto, like a whore getting a big tip afterward.

“Wait a sec.” Tony pulled me off him.

“Shit!” I sat up and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand while looking around. “Is there a cop?”

“Relax. I just want to enjoy the blowjob without crashing into a tree.” He pulled over, pushed his jeans and briefs past his knees, and leaned back.

My body sagged in relief.

Tony put his hand behind my neck and pulled me back on his dick. “Get back to work.”

I got back on my knees and resumed his blowjob.

Salty precum burst inside of my mouth.

While holding onto his thighs, I sucked harder, making my cheeks sink.

He grabbed the handle above the door and leaned his head against the headrest. His other hand went behind my head. “That’s it, Boss. Show me how much you want my cock.”

I danced my tongue around the tip, flicking on the sensitive area under the head.

Tony hissed, “If a cop did show up, I bet you can get us out of trouble by sucking him, too. We’ll share your faggot mouth. Take turns using it. You would like that, wouldn’t you?”

The tent in my chino shorts pushed out even more.

“Yeah, I would.” I slid my lips on the side of his shaft.

“You’re such a cock slut.”

I put his dick back in my mouth.

The tow truck driver moaned.

At the same time, I twisted my head like a screw and jacked him off.

Tony grabbed my hair and pushed his hips up. “You suck better than a chick. Maybe I should whore you out to my bitch’s husband so he would leave us alone.”

I let him set the pace of my sucking.

“Your mouth feels like a fucking pussy.” His hips moved faster until he hit the back of my throat, making me gag.

I pulled away to recover.

Tony held the headrest with both hands, exposing his bushy armpits.

While stroking his dick with one hand, I used the fingers on the other to play with his nipple.

“Fuck! That feels good, Boss.”

I started playing with both his nipples.

He grabbed the headrest tighter. “Keep going.”

I took one of his nipples in my mouth.

The straight man hissed.

I alternated between sucking and flicking my tongue the erect nub of flesh.

The manly musk coming from his pits went into my nose.

I lifted his elbow higher and dove into his armpit.

“Jesus-fucking-Christ. No one has ever licked my pit before.”

While savoring his man smell, I continued licking his bushy armpit.

He gripped my hair and pushed me onto his armpit. “You like that? That’s a smell of a real man.”

“Yeah, I love it.”

“I never knew I would like someone licking my armpit. But that’s enough. Get back on my dick.” Tony held his dick by the base and pushed me back down.

I put his dick back in my mouth and resumed sucking.

He groaned in pleasure, pushing his hips into my mouth.

I adjusted my mouth to accommodate his size and let him take control.

The head entered my throat, making me gag.

I pulled away, coughing while jacking his hard meat.

A long rope of saliva stretched from the glistening head to my lips.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Take it all, Boss. I want to know how much of my cock you can take.”

Challenge accepted.

I dove right back and took more of him.

It made me gag again.

But this time, I didn’t pull away and kept going until Tony penetrated my throat.

“Yes, that throat is fucking tight. It feels so damn good.”

Eventually, my nose reached his sweaty pubes, and my bearded chin pressed onto his balls.

“Fuck! You are one talented cocksucker, you know that? My bitch can’t even take more than half of it.”

I continued deep-throating Tony.

“You like a straight man’s cock plugging your throat?”

“Mm-hm,” I answered with my mouth full.

“Where has your mouth been all this time, Boss?” Tony pulled me by the back of my neck and buried his cock deeper.

I grabbed his butt to pull him closer.

“Motherfucker!” He knocked his head against the tow truck’s window. “You should have called me to tow your truck a long time ago.”

I deep-throated him faster.

“Wait, wait.” Tony pulled me off his dick. “I don’t want to cum yet.”

I smirked while wiping my mouth.

“Damn, you’re one great cocksucker, Boss. Do you get fucked?”

“Have you fucked anyone in the ass before?”

“No. The bitches I’ve been with always shut me down whenever I tried it with them.”

Women. They don’t know how fucking lucky they are.

“Yeah, I get fucked.”

“Get in the back.” Tony grinned while taking his jeans and briefs off. “And bring the lube.”

I opened the compartment and grabbed the half-empty bottle.

Tony got out naked except for his old baseball cap.

“Are you crazy? What if someone sees you?”

He got inside the extended cab and closed the door. “There’s no one out here but us. Now, get back here. I want to fuck your pussy.”

My dick twitched at what he called my hole.

After making sure no vehicle approached from both directions, I got out of the passenger side and climbed in to join the straight tow truck driver.

Tony sat behind the driver’s seat, stroking his dick to keep it hard.

I removed my sweaty black polo shirt, chino shorts, and black boxer briefs. My erection bounced when I tossed my clothes in the front.

“What are you waiting for?”

I popped the top of the lube bottle and poured the clear liquid on his dick.

Tony spread it all over.

I put some on my fingers and reached behind to slick me up.

“Come over here and ride this dick.” He held his cock by the base.

Facing away from him, I straddled his open legs and lowered myself on him.

The tip kissed my anal ring and pushed its way in.

“Fuck, man. You’re so big.” I held on to the headrest in front of me for support.

“That’s it. Keep going. The head’s almost in.”

I sat further to receive the straight man’s meat until it entered me.

“Boss, you’re so tight. I fucking love it.”

While looking over my shoulder, I slowly started bouncing on his meat.

Tony leaned his head back and closed his eyes with a smile. “Hmm.”

“You like me riding you, man?”

“Damn! Your pussy feels so good. Much tighter than a woman’s.”

I leaned back on his chest and fucked myself on him, taking more and more of his fat dick.

His face contorted in pleasure while holding my ass to guide me.

“Your cock feels so good inside me, man. I need you to fuck me. Give it to me.” I wrapped my fingers around my erect shaft and jacked myself.

Tony moaned and thrust his hips up to meet my ass until he bottomed out.

“Yes, man. Fuck me. Fuck me like I’m one of your bitches.”

“Grrr.” He lifted me every time his hips pushed up, pulled out quickly, and let gravity bring me down on his cock.

The truck shook, and the windows fogged with the heat radiating from our sweaty bodies. Wet marks showed on his old baseball cap.

It smelled like a locker room after an intense game.

“You want to be one of my bitches?”

I bit my lips and nodded. “Oh, god, yes.”

He lifted me off his cock. “On your back.”

Without complaint, I lay on my back behind the passenger’s seat.

“I’ll show you how I fuck my bitches.” Tony grabbed one of my ankles and opened my legs wider as he guided his dick back inside my hole.

It slid in with no resistance.

I resumed jerking myself off. “Yes, Tony. Wreck my pussy.”

“You’re such a faggot, wanting your pussy to be fucked by a real man.” He pounded me into the door, making my neck bend.

“Put me in my place, man.”

“I bet you went to the cabin even if it was far away because you wanted to ogle at your high school best friends’ bulges.”

It was partly true. I did check out their bulges while we goofed around at the lake. They were almost naked with their wet swim trunks clinging to their bulges, leaving nothing to the imagination.

“Or do they already know you’re a fucking fag? They went to the cabin so they could take turns fucking this pussy with their big dicks. Am I right?”

I wish that were true. If they wanted me to, I would have serviced each one of them in a heartbeat.

“Shit! I’m going to cum.” I shot all over my chest and abs. Some landed on my lips and bearded chin.

“Did you cum reliving your high school best friends gangbanging you at the cabin?” Tony held both of my ankles as he saw his dick into me.

I swiped my cum and let him see how I ate my cum from my hand. “Mmm.”

The slapping of flesh filled the inside of the tow truck.

“I’m fucking close.” He tried to pull out.

“No, don’t.” I held onto his torso to stop him. “Cum inside. Knock me up.”

“Such a cock slut.” Tony pumped into me like a piston. “Fuck, I’m cumming!”

His load exploded in my bowels. With each thrust, more of his seed filled me until he emptied the contents of his balls.

He knocked his head on the window, panting.

“That was fucking intense,” I said, looking up at his satisfied face.

“I know. I’ve never cum like that before.”

“You’re welcome.” I grinned.

We fell silent except for our heavy breathing.

When we recovered, he pulled out and slumped on the back seat.

“Don’t tell anyone about this. No one can’t know.”

Tony chuckled, wiping his sweat using the tank top he picked from the floor. “It will be our little secret. But the next time you’re around here, you’ll give me a call. Deal?”

“Deal. Now get me to the service station. I need my pickup fixed so I can return to my wife.”

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[gayeroticafiction]

Ticket to Ride

I walked out of the office door and pulled it shut hard behind me. It had been an absolute shit of a day. A "glitch in the system" they called it. That glitch has cost me two years of research. For fuck's sake, how can they not have anything backed up? I walked to the train station, absolutely fuming about what had happened, still unsure about what I was going to do to get back to where I was with my research.

Reaching the train station, I found it to be unusually quiet. I was much earlier than usual, having left work a couple of hours early. I scanned my ticket and moved to the platform, waiting for the train. I looked around. There were very few people waiting and, when the train pulled up, I was the only person who entered my carriage. I took a seat in the empty void and sat there, face in my hands, contemplating my day...my future!

As the doors closed, I heard the sound of a person sitting in the seat opposite me. I didn't hear them get on but heard them put their gear down and take a seat. I looked up and, to my surprise, was very pleased with what I saw. His dirty work boots...strong, muscular, hairy legs...very short, VERY tight shorts...FUCK! And, out of the entire empty space, he sat directly opposite me! I could not stop looking at those amazing legs, spread wide and leading to the biggest bulge I had ever seen in shorts that tight.

I am sure I was completely drooling as I stared. He was hot...and he knew it. My eyes moved up his gorgeous body and, as I did, he reached down into his bag and grabbed something out. Reaching up behind his head, he tied his unruly hair from his face. As he did, his hi-viz vest opened wide to reveal the sexiest abs I had ever seen...smooth...firm...FUCK!! My eyes moved up his body to his chest, those ripe nipples just ready to be tasted. His hairy armpits, the hair sticking with sweat. I was absolutely leaking by now!! I wanted him so bad...and he was playing on it.

Spreading his legs as wide as he could, I could not help but be drawn to his massive cock pushing out the inside of his left leg. FUCK...in all my time, I had never seen anything so big - except in porn I'd watched. This monster cock was right in front of me. Squeezing out between his extremely tight shorts and his leg was a beautiful pink cut knob, just waiting to be moistened with my tongue. I had always had a preference for uncut cocks, but the sight of this was just making me so hungry. He ran his hand down over his bulge and down his leg, cupping his knob in his hand...squeezing it gently...looking me in the eye. My breathing got quicker...I was as hard as a rock and leaking through my ripped denim shorts.

He motioned to me with his head to move over his way. Being the only two people in the carriage, I obliged, not even worrying about the CCTV footage that would be taken of us right now. I knelt between his legs, running my hands up his muscular, hairy, sweaty legs. They felt so good. As I moved my face closer to his groin, the smell of him made me even more horny - if that were possible. A guy who works hard, laboring all day, has always been extremely erotic to me. I blew a load in my shorts, before even tasting him.

My lips touched his slightly wet knob, a drip of his precum resting on my lips. I brought my tongue to his knob and tasted him for the first time...and I could feel myself reaching orgasm again but tried to hold back. I began to lap my tongue at his dripping tip, over and over again. Looking up at his eyes, I knew what he wanted. I stretched my mouth as wide as I could manage and forced my lips over his wet head, taking as much of his massive shaft into my mouth as I could.

It was an effort, but I got his knob in my mouth - but not much more. I moved my lips back and forward over his massive head, my face being forced against the inside of his leg. I wanted more of his cock in my mouth, but it was nearly impossible with the tightness of his shorts and his cock being pushed hard against his leg.

He didn't seem to mind, but I could tell he was reaching orgasm. His hand grasped the back of my head firmly and he pulled me onto his rod some more. I didn't think it was possible, but his cock went deeper into my mouth. By now I was gagging, and finding it hard to breath, particularly as my nose was now pushed further into his groin. I looked up at him, pleading for him to fuck my face harder, but also allow me to breath. The former wish was granted, as he forced my head on and off his cock and then unloading a massive load, filling my mouth!

As he released me, I swallowed his load and I drew in a deep breath, sweat dripping down my face mingling with the semen dripping from my chin. He smiled at me, reached up and rang the bell for the next stop.

"I've not seen you on this train before" I said to him.

"Just moved into the girlfriend's place, so only been catching this a week" he replied.

"Girlfriend?" I asked, confused.

"Long story, but I am gay!" His response taking me by surprise.

I moved back from him a little, he grabbed his gear and stood up. I grabbed the bottom of his shorts and pulled down what I could over his cock. He smiled at me and moved to the door.

As the door opened, he smiled a cheeky smile.

"You coming?" he asked.

He exited the train, and I quickly grabbed my bag and followed. I had no idea where he was leading me, but I was up for whatever he was offering.

He headed to the public toilets in the station, and I headed in right behind him. The toilets at this station were pretty tidy and they were also very quiet. As I entered, the washing facilities were around the corner to the right, the urinals directly ahead, with one guy using them, and the stalls were around the corner to the left. Tradie moved around to the wash basins and pulled me in against the tiled wall, kissing me passionately. He was clearly missing some attention from other guys!

I took off his hi-viz vest and then undid his tight shorts - with a struggle. Peeling them off over his gorgeous round ass, I grasped his tight cheeks. Fuck, they felt good. His really hard, massive cock pressed firmly against me, encouraging me to head down that way.

As I slid down the wall, he grabbed my t-shirt and pulled it off over my head. Reaching his monster cock, again I took what I could into my mouth. He then helped me take more, forcing his gorgeous body into my face and the back of my head against the wall. His cock was even further down my throat than before; more cock than I had ever experienced in my life. At least this time I could still breath through my nose.

He fucked my face so hard that I am sure the back of my head was bruised from being forced against the wall. Tradie unloaded again - he was definitely a cum machine! But he tasted amazing.

He pulled out and, grasping me under the chin, guided me up to standing again. We kissed more, passing semen between our mouths. Running his hands down my back, he began to play with my ass cheeks. Finding a split in the seam of my trashed denim shorts, he slid a finger in, which happened to be right next to my cunt. He explored more, and I moaned as we kissed.

Unexpectedly, he grabbed the split with both hands and ripped the back of my shorts wide apart.

I gasped, shocked.

Tradie turned me around to face the wall and began to kiss my neck and shoulders. He felt so good. And that cock pressing against my bare ass...well.... what more could I say? I was totally at his mercy now. He moved down my back and I knew where he was going. Had I known this was going to happen, I would have prepped myself. I had never offered my cunt to a guy in a state like this. I had been at work all day and was not ready for a guy to eat me out.

"No, please don't. No, stop" I pleaded, but to no avail.

He reached my ass, opened my cheeks and started eating. Fuck, it felt good, but I was so embarrassed! I moaned as he ate and got his tongue deep into me. It was so fucking good. I wanted more, but I also wanted him to stop. I never thought it was good when I guy gave you his dirty ass to eat. But he seemed to really enjoy it, getting his tongue deeper and deeper with every stroke. He ate me out for ages, before standing up again, kissing my neck and shoulders, and pushing his dripping wet knob firmly against my ass.

He began to press against me more firmly. He was about to fuck me dry...well...sort of dry! His saliva and a bit of precum from his knob was all that he was using. I felt his knob press into me. I was really scared. He was so huge and I had never been with a guy this big before. In fact, I had never had sex without lube.

"No...stop...please" I pleaded with him.

He didn't take no for an answer, forcing his monster cock deep inside me. I tried to scream, as the excruciating pain coursed through my entire body, but could not. My body was pressed up firmly against the cold, tiled wall. Every thrust enabling me to exhale air, but barely inhale.

With sweat dripping down my forehead, and my eyes watering, I tried to find something to hold onto so I could pull myself into a more comfortable position. Eventually I reached up and found a window ledge. It was quite high, but I could grip it with my fingers. My body stretched, but it made no difference to the pain level. In fact, it probably increased. No matter what I did, I could not reduce the pain. I just kept hanging on, just so I had something to hold, while he continued to impale me with his huge rod.

Strangely, I enjoyed the combination of excruciating pain and ecstasy. It was making me really horny; probably the horniest I had ever been in my life. I felt like I may have orgasmed a number of times while he fucked me but, with the state I was in, wasn't really sure.

The intensity of his thrusting began to increase, and I knew he was reaching orgasm. I had already experienced a few of his orgasms in the last hour, and knew he was going to fill me with a massive load again.

He didn't disappoint. Breathing heavily in my ear as he unloaded in me, I felt the warmth of a huge load of semen being injected deep inside my bowel.

He stopped thrusting and we just stood there silently, but both breathing heavily.

"Fuck you are so hot" he said, as he pulled his cock from my wrecked hole. "I have missed fucking guys".

I tried to reply but was still regaining my breath. He moved back a bit from me and began to pull up his shorts and put his hi-viz vest back on. Moving in, he kissed me again.

"What's your name?" was all I could muster, as he moved away from me and picked up his gear.

"Sam", he replied. "Can we meet again?"

"Yes" I replied adamantly.

As I watched him walk out, I slid down the wall, enjoying the cold against my hot sweating back. I could still feel him deep inside me and knew that I would for hours. I could feel my ass starting to leak on the tiled floor. What a waste I thought to myself. The guy at the urinal finished up, put his rock-hard cock away and walked past me.

"The was fucking hot. You are one lucky guy" he said as he walked past.

I just smiled, knowing that he had been there the whole time, jacking off. The evidence bulging in his pants. I looked down at my groin and realised how much I had actually enjoyed the afternoons session; my shorts were dripping wet with cum!

I didn't know when, or if, I would see Sam again, but decided to make Friday's an early finish day from now on. Hopefully we would end up on the same train and I could ride that amazing cock again!

An original fictional, gay erotica story by @soyouthinkimstraight, @gayeroticafiction, NW,2023

All images have been taken from Tumblr and deem to be for public use. If any images belong to you and you want them removed, please message me @soyouthinkimstraight or @gayeroticafiction

[scarystoriesfromthegayside]

Sk8er Boi

Scott and I have been friends since meeting each other in the third grade. It was summer after graduation when our relationship took an unexpected turn. You see we loved to skate and one morning we skated after our parents had left for the day. I then landed hard and my foot started to get sore. We entered Scott’s house after, I sat on the couch while Scott grabbed 2 cokes from the fridge. He sat next to me.

“Fuck man,” I said. “My foot hurts.”

“Bring them here.” Scott said. We were quite comfortable with each other and I knew Scott had strong hands. I laid my feet on his lap and he took off my shoes. Scott did have strong hands and they making my feet so much better. Then Scott looked at me and I looked back. There was something in those eyes that screamed hunger. Then he placed his nose on the big toe of my left foot. He sniffed and closed his eyes, taking in the scent of my socks and feet.

“What are you doing?” I asked quietly.

“Something I wanted to do for a long time,” Scott said with a growl in his voice.

And I let him.

He peeled off my left sock and took the big toe into his mouth. The feel of his saliva made my dick jump and I gasped. He took more as he went along. Taking his tongue in between each toe. He growled as he did this, and making sure to give the other foot the same treatment. I rubbed my bone and moaned loud as he licked up the shaft of my foot.

“I’m so hard, Scott,” I moaned.

Just then Scott grabbed my bone and stroked it in through my shorts. He peeled them down along with my briefs. My dick slung free and hit my stomach. Scott grabbed my dick and licked all the way up my shaft and to the slit of my head. Then he swallowed all the way down to my dark jungle of pubes. His motions increased and suddenly my dick was so wet. I moaned loud as Scott kept growling and moaning while he sucked.

“Fuck Scott,” I moaned. “That feels so good.”

The Scott stopped and I was disappointed but then he jumped up and stripped his shirt, revealing his toned body. He stripped his shorts and briefs down to show his hard dick. He was beautiful naked. He took his shoes and socks off, beautiful feet as well. I peeled my shirt off as well. He crawled back on top and sat on top of me and then grabbed my dick. The other hand he spat in it and then went towards my mouth where I spat in it as well. He then placed it behind him. He motions my dick and my head was right at his entrance. Then he sat back more and I felt my dick go inside of him. He moaned loud but was still going down more until I was deep into him. He sat there looking at me while his ass squeezed my cock. We both moaned as he started making his body motion. I felt my dick going in and out.

“Oh my god, you feel so good,” I moaned.

Then Scott kept going faster and faster. Each thrust was a moan louder. He took my neck into his hands and we both looked at each other in the eyes as I fucked him.

“I’ve wanted this for so long,” Scott said. “It was worth the fucking wait.”

I grabbed him to pull him down to my neck and I thrusted harder into him. He screamed into my ear but I didn’t care. It was fuel to go even faster in him. And then I felt it. I was gonna explode.

“Oh Scott,” I moaned out. “I’m gonna fucking come.”

“Please come baby,” Scott screamed into my ear. “Fill me up.”

I screamed loud as my come spewed inside of Scott. Scott lifted himself up, both of sweaty as hell. Then Scott sat there jerking his dick. A minute later and Scott was screaming and coming all over my body and on my chin. All while my dick was still inside of him. Scott went down to lick the come off my chin and then kissed my mouth. The taste was exquisite and I was kissing my best friend. I just fucked my best friend.

“I can get used to that,” I said.

“Me too,” Scott said.

From that day we couldn’t keep our hands off each other