Gay Erotic Stories

You're walking in Safeway, heading for the toilet, and suddenly you bump smack into Grant, who is going in the opposite direction. You scowl at him. "Sorry!" you say half-heartedly. "You should watch where you're going, bitch!" he sneers, his mouth twisted meanly. "Fuck off. I said I'm sorry!" you reply defensively. "Yeah, uh huh, and you really meant it." "Piss off Grant, I hate you!" "I hate you too!" his eyes flash angrily. "You're such a wanker." "And you're a bitch!!" You stand frozen for a second, glaring at each other. In one motion, he shoves you into the disabled toilet, bangs the door shut and locks it, and slams you up against the wall, kissing you violently. You gasp, going weak at the knees, as his tongue thrusts straight into your mouth. You shut your eyes, moaning, at how he tastes, and how he feels, his hard body pressing tightly against yours. He slides his mouth down to your neck, his soft hair tickling your skin, and bites and nips at the sensitive skin behind your ear. "Bitch…" he breathes harshly into your ear, taking your ear lobe between his teeth. "Wanker…" you gasp back, your head tilting back automatically and your eyes slamming shut. "I hate you…" he moans into your mouth as you kiss him deeply, running your hands up and down his back. "You lying…selfish…user," he breathes, punctuating each word with a kiss, working his way down your neck towards your chest, and circling his hot, wet tongue in the hollow of your throat. "Use me!" you groan as he slides his hand up your top and grasps your nipple, rubbing his hand back and forward roughly. He grabs you none too gently by the hair and pulls open the buttons on your top, unclasping your bra from behind, and throwing both it and your shirt to the ground. He pushes you hard against the wall again, capturing your mouth in a thorough, fierce kiss. His mouth slides down to your chest, and he swirls his warm, moist tongue around your nipple, not touching it. You moan in frustration, grabbing his head to try to direct his movement. "Nuh uh.." he looks up at you, smiling wickedly. "Don't get excited." "Bastard!" you curse, but it sticks in your throat as his warm mouth envelopes your nipple, and he sucks on it savagely, making you gasp and arch up against his mouth. He reaches over to your other nipple and pinches it repeatedly, twisting it between his thumb and fore finger, while he continually suckles your nipple teasingly. You relax into his touch, moaning softly, and running a hand through his thick, dark hair. He smiles around his mouthful, and bites down, hard, making you almost scream, and your eyes fly open as you start back to the reality of the situation. "Fuck…" you complain, breathing hard as he stops. He grins wickedly, dark eyes flashing, and pulls down your skirt. It pools around your ankles, and he fingers the edge of your pants, tickling your legs as he works his long fingers around the sides of them, teasing and torturing you. Without warning, he gets down on his knees, viciously tonguing your navel and biting down on the skin surrounding it. "Ohh god…" you moan, as he strokes his hand over your cloth-covered hole, circling his index finger lightly as he continues to play with your tummy button. He pulls your pants down, and buries his nose in your pubic hair, his breath tickling you and driving you insane. You moan loudly, biting down on your lip. Your knees buckle, and he pulls you down to the ground, spreading your legs wide as he crouches down in front of you. Curling one leg around his side, you groan even louder as he brutally shoves 2 of his long, rough fingers inside you, and starts to pull them in and out. Slowly at first, but then faster, and harder, until he's pumping you with three fingers and you are crying out, begging him for more. He pulls out, leaving you trembling and sweating, but before you know it, he's tonguing your hole, scooping up your juice with his tongue. He reaches for your head, thrusting his tongue into your mouth, and mingling the taste of both of your saliva and your juices. You bite on his lip lustfully, and he groans throatily, the sound only serving you excite you even more. He goes back down to your ass hole and pulls your hole into the entrance to his mouth, sucking gently. Your head jerks back and your body slams up against him as you moan his name, long and loud… "Grannttt…" He pushes his tongue into your ass hole, hot, wet and hard, and thrusts it in and out of you. "Oh, god, Grant…" you groan, "Please…god, please don't stop." He stops. "Oh, what, sorry, did you want me to keep going?" he inquires innocently. You stand up, shuddering violently, and glare at him. He pulls you to his mouth, grabbing his neck, and then slams you hard against the wall again, devouring your mouth hungrily. You grab his ass, pushing him harder into you, and he moans deeply, thrusting his hard on against your crotch through his jeans. You reach for his belt with trembling hands, and unbuckle it, pulling down his trousers and hauling them and his boxers down and off. You go to your knees, almost drooling as you look at his straining erection. Licking the pre-cum off the tip, you savor the delicious taste in your mouth. Then, you run your tongue down his shaft, sliding it along and then engulf his entire dick in your mouth, with some effort. He cries out throatily, grabbing your head and forcing you to take him deeper, deeper, into your throat. As you deep throat his enthusiastically, you can feel his dick harden and lengthen in your mouth even as you do so. You suck hard, relentlessly, relaxing and contracting your throat muscles around his throbbing erection. "Fuck…oh fuck…" he groans roughly, and you pull back, before he comes. Looking up into his face, you don't think you've ever seen anything more appealing. His gorgeous black wavy hair is disheveled and his cheeks are flushed brightly. His eyes are sparkly, and his lips are flushed liked his cheeks. You want him more than anything in the world. He pulls his t-shirt off, and you stare for a moment as his smooth chest. Standing up, you pull him close to you, and wrap your arms around his waist. Kissing him firmly, you lick down his jaw and behind his ear. "You really are a bitch," he grins, and then, in the same sentence, "…Can I fuck you?" You laugh at the absurdity of the whole situation and smile at him. "You're such a prick. Yeah , come on then." You reply, giggling. You both become more serious as he kisses you heatedly, and your tongues tangle sweetly together. He guides his hard dick to your opening, and positions it, shaking slightly, as you continue to kiss, deep, passionate kisses. He pushes in slightly, and your eyes roll back up in your head. You sigh deeply, and then he pushes hard into you, all the way in one thrust. You bite down on your lip, hard, to try and stop yourself from screaming out in pleasure, but it doesn't work. He presses his hand hard against your mouth, and all you can do is lick his palm, groaning loudly, your eyes glazing over. He stops once he's completely inside you, and grabs your hips, biting your neck softly. Once you've both adjusted, he starts to thrust in and out. "Grant…" you whimper softly, "Please, harder….faster.."