Gay Erotic Stories

The other day, as I was out walking in my neighborhood, I came across one of the men I had met in my last few years at work. This was apparently one of his days off so he was out working in his yard, only a few blocks from my place. I had lived in this neighborhood since moving to this city a few years earlier but I never knew he lived so close to me. I stopped for a brief chat.

Sam was a handsome, decently built man in his early to mid-50’s who, from his demeanor, I always assumed was poker straight. This particular morning, he was standing on his front lawn wearing just a pair of walking shorts. He always looked like he was well put together but I was pleasantly surprised to see he had a fine, muscular, furry chest with two gold rings in his pert nipples. His legs were well formed with nice muscled calves covered in a light coating of dark hair. His ass was well rounded and the shorts fit over his buns nicely. ,As we talked, I noticed he kept adjusting himself in his shorts. I honestly did my best not to stare but some things you just can’t help. After a bit of polite chatter, I said “I hope to run into you again sometime. Maybe we can go for a coffee.” I handed him one of my old work business cards after I’d scribbled my number on to it. Then I walked away.

About a half hour later, still with the image of Sam in my mind, my cell phone rang in my pocket. It was an unknown caller, but I answered anyway.

“Hey! This is Sammy.” I heard, completely shocked. I had not expected him to actually call, thinking he was just being polite when he took my card.

“The wife is out of town for a few days so I’m having some friends over tonight to play some poker. How about coming to join us?”

“Well, I’m not sure. I’m not a very good poker player,” I replied.

“Don’t worry about it. It's small stakes and just in good fun between friends. One of my buds dropped out and we need another hand,” Sam explained.

“Sure,” I agreed. “What time? Do you want me to bring anything?”

He said, “The guys are coming over about 7:00. We do this BYOB so whatever you like to drink is all that’s needed.”

With that, I said, “OK! See you later tonight,” and hung up the phone.

For the rest of the day I kept thinking about Sam, wondering who his friends were, how I’d get along with all these complete strangers, and what was going to happen tonight. Not wanting to be the first to arrive, I didn’t leave home until 7:00 and walked the few blocks to Sam’s place, getting there in about twenty minutes.

It was still a very warm night so I wore just a fresh pair of shorts and t-shirt. I’d picked a pair of shorts that fit my ass fairly snuggly and showed it off to its best advantage. My shirt was also a bit tight and clearly showed that I also had a pierced nipple. For years I have worn jockstraps almost exclusively and pretty much always have on a cock ring; tonight was no exception, although I had no expectations of anything happening with Sam and his gang of straight friends.

As it turned out, I was the last to arrive. In attendance were three others and they were all from the neighborhood as well. There was Bill, a tall, lean, dark-haired fellow of about 40, wearing a pair of board shorts and a wife-beater t-shirt. Next was Andy; he was about my height (around 5’ 7”) with a solid looking stocky build. Andy appeared to be a bit closer to my age and wore a pair of short jogging shorts and a baggy casual shirt. The last was a ginger named Rod. He was wearing loose fitting cargo style shorts and a white long-sleeved button-down dress shirt with the collar and top three buttons undone exposing a nicely shaped chest covered with dark copper colored hair.

After introductions and drinks were offered around, we spent a bit of time in idle chatter getting to know one another. They were all married with kids, some in high school, while Sam’s were the oldest, and now gone from home. Through the conversation, I learned that Sam’s wife was often out of town with her work, so this group of friends took advantage and had ‘Boys Night’ at Sam’s place more often than anywhere else.

As the conversation progressed, Andy suggested that we go for a swim. It turned out Sam had an in-ground swimming pool and a hot tub in his back yard. I tried to beg off saying I hadn’t brought a swim suit which brought some good-natured chuckles from the others. As everyone began to move out to the back yard, Sam smiled and said, “Nobody brought one. We don’t need them.”

Sam placed his arm over my shoulder and led me out the back door to a spacious well-lit yard completely enclosed and totally private from his next-door neighbors. Once outside, the other four men took no time in shedding their clothes and slipping into the cool water. Considering the view before me, I stripped and joined the rest in the pool. Some good-natured horseplay happened with Bill and Rod splashing Andy and trying to dunk his head under the water. Sam stayed around me and we simply swam a few laps back and forth across the pool.

I noticed that Sam was covered almost all over with that fine dark fur. The water made it cling to his round high ass and made his crack a dark trough. When he stood, the water droplets running from his chest hair shone in the bright lights of his yard. The lighting from beneath the water level made his floating cock look as though he was hard. This was good for me as I was already getting hard just seeing this bowl of beautiful man-soup. When Sam and I stopped our laps, I rested against the pool edge. Sam hoisted himself up out of the pool by his arms and sat right beside my elbow on the edge of the pool apron. As he spread his legs wider, I looked over to see his thick cock was indeed swelling. It was not yet fully hard but was at least 7 inches in length and still growing. A wide stainless steel cock ring snuggly encircled the base. I subconsciously licked my lips as I openly stared.

Suddenly someone was running a hand along my butt cheek. I looked back over my shoulder to see both Rod and Andy behind me. Bill was up close behind Andy with his arm over Andy’s shoulder playing with his round pecs. The ginger, Rod, moved alongside me and ran a hand down my side and around to grab hold of my swollen 6-inch dick. He slowly ran his hand the length of my cock and squeezed the head behind the gland making me take in a quick breath. I moved back from the pool wall slightly to give Rod access to more of me. Sam took the opportunity to slide over so he was directly in front of me. Sam’s cock was now fully hard and its lone eye was staring directly at me, bobbing up and down as he flexed his belly muscles, clearly inviting attention. I moved my head forward and took a long lick around the circumference of his exposed cock head. Sam leaned back on one arm and with the other directed my open mouth to take his cock deeper. Gradually I worked my mouth further down his shaft doing small gulping motions along the way. Soon I had my nose pressed against his groin. He let out a long low growl clearly indicating he liked what I was doing. He held my head in place and began to slowly buck his hips up and down, fucking my throat just the way I like it. He was forceful yet gentle. I knew he would take what he wanted as he wanted it. And I was totally prepared to allow him that pleasure.

Meanwhile Rod had continued to handle my cock. He squeezed and pulled down on my balls giving me the most intense feelings. Everything seemed focused on my crotch for the moment. My body involuntarily flexed and I noticed he was also playing with my asshole, pressing a finger against it until I slowly opened up for him. Keeping a firm grasp on my balls, he shoved his finger all the way into me and began to move it around until he pressed solidly against my prostate. I saw stars with that first hit and almost shot my load. Sam held me deep on his cock as Rod used the leverage of his embedded finger and his grip on my testicles to lift my ass to the surface of the water. He released my balls as my wet ass came out of the water and slapped each bare cheek twice, hard enough to startle me and make me stop my assault on Sam’s cock momentarily.

Rod and Sam seemed completely in tune with each other and without a word between them Sam moved back on the pool deck as Rod pushed me forward to lie belly down across the deck surface. The three of us never seemed to break contact or rhythm. As I settled on the deck, Rod eased his finger from my hole and replaced it with his long snake-like tongue. He lapped from my taint up to the top of my hole several times then began to stab at my hole with the tip of his tongue. He tongue-fucked me to loosen me up then licked some more. He spread my cheeks to gain better access and seemingly chewed, sucked and blew at my hole to bring me to a state in which I was almost ready to beg someone, anyone to fuck me.

Rod seemed to know the state he’d gotten me into and the three of us finally broke off and moved to get out of the water. We moved over to a lounge back beside the hot tub. Sam laid on the lounge and I resumed my place between his thighs with his cock back in my mouth. He again had his hands on the back of my head completely directing everything I was doing to him. Suddenly I felt a cold liquid being applied to my ass then fingers shoving that liquid deep into me. Rod was shoving at least three fingers into me and pressing against my prostate making my dick twitch and ooze strings of precum.

Then, the fingers were gone, pulled roughly from my hole to be replaced with a broad flat head. I could feel Rod’s fat cock pressing against my hole. It felt like the business end of a baseball bat. Finally, my sphincter snapped and allowed his member to penetrate me. I almost screamed from the sudden pain and I would have if not for the fleshy gag deep in my throat. As the head pierced my sphincter, Rod stopped all movement to allow me to adjust and get used to his girth. When I began flexing my ass muscles and slowly moving my hips, he pressed forward and soon he was balls deep in my ass with his wiry pubes pressed against my ass. I had no idea how long his dick was. I only knew it was incredibly fat. I assumed it was a good length as it took him some time to get the entire thing into me. All I knew was that it felt damn fine and I hoped it would not be leaving anytime soon.

Rod gradually began a smooth rhythm and I began to moan around the cock still buried deep in my gullet. Sam began to fuck my face more forcefully. With both hands he held me by the hair and fucked my throat with long powerful strokes. His moans and growls filled the night air He permeated the night with “Oh fuck. Yeah!” and “Suck on my meat!” as well as several other colorful statements. With all this going on, Rod was increasing his pace. Obviously, Sam’s cries were making Rod even hotter.

Sam suddenly pulled his dick from my mouth and began to fist his shaft feverishly. His fist was a blur going up and down his slick shaft in front of my face. I opened my mouth wide, hoping he’d shove it back in so I could swallow his seed. Soon, however, he stopped his hand and just held his dick firmly pointing it at my face. Rope after rope of thick white sperm shot from his cock and splashed across my face. He must have shot off at least five good hard blasts before I managed to get the head back into my mouth for the end of his orgasm. Once back down my throat, Sam again held my head tight against his groin. His dick continued to pulse against my tongue for several minutes after he finished shooting off.

The sight of Sam’s ejaculation seemed to trigger Rod as he slammed his cock repeatedly into me in less of a smooth regular pace. His strokes were short and easy one moment, then hard and almost violent the next. He would pound away then stop and hold me tight against his body, flexing his fat rod in my hole or seemingly swinging it from side to side. I had absolutely no idea what to expect from him next, other than, it all felt incredible.

Then, Rod gripped my hips and pulled me hard against him and froze all movement. All I could feel was his cock twitching deep inside me as he blasted off and whitewashed my hole with his load. If each twitch was a shot, then he must have had a dozen of them. His dick swelled and flexed in my hole for several minutes as he gasped and sucked in the heavy night air.

Slowly Rod pulled his cock from my ass. Sam’s cock was slowly deflating before me and, all of a sudden, I felt so incredibly empty. Rod helped me to stand up and Sam reached for my dick which had been dripping precum through most of our encounter. He pulled me forward and sucked my cock into his mouth. Given all the stimulation I had just had, it didn’t seem to take very long for me to get to the point of no return. Sam lathered his tongue along the shaft of my cock. He swallowed all of the precum that dripped from the slit and then took my entire cock into his gullet and I fucked his face the way he had fucked mine. When I came, I held his head tight against me. None of this load would be wasted across his face or body.

When I was done shooting my wad, Sam pulled me down into a long deep kiss sharing my load. I slowly dropped down onto the lounge and was wrapped into his strong arms. Rod followed behind me and the three of us laid there happily sated.

Suddenly, there was a small round of applause nearby. We looked over to see Bill and Andy on another lounge. We had forgotten them in our three-way but it was obvious they had not gone without. Andy was still seated on Bill’s lap and it appeared as though they were still firmly coupled. As Andy and Bill slowly extracted themselves from each other, Sam started the jets on the hot tub and we all hoped in for a late-night soak. In the tub a lot of groping, stroking and kissing happened around all five of us and it was easy to see I’d be invited back again soon. I don’t really care that we never got to playing any poker that night.