Gay Erotic Stories

As a youngster, I loved spending time at my uncle's Department store. Although not the size of a Sears store, for a guy my age, having just turned 18, it was always impressive to roam around the various floors and being overwhelmed by the enormous variety of merchandise. From time to time, I was allowed fill in where I could be of use, such as unpacking boxes, tagging articles, labeling clothes etc. My uncle, a bachelor, ran his shop like a king from a huge, very elegantly decorated penthouse which was located on the top floor of the building. One Sunday afternoon, I had been working hard unpacking lots of crates and I had not realized the late hour. I was almost finished, when my uncle walked in and asked me whether I felt like staying for dinner. After all the work that I had done, he felt, I deserved a big T-bone steak. On one condition; however, I had to prepare the steak, as he was a total nothing in the kitchen. Hey! big deal!! ex-scout! I knew how to grill a steak! I told him I would be up in a minute after unpacking this last box containing swimming trunks. "As a matter of fact" I said, "I want to see the latest stuff, because I need a pair for myself for the upcoming season." "Bring some samples up" he answered, "By the way, in that green box in the window are some different style trunks, bring some of those too". Then he went upstairs. I finished unpacking the last crate. I took three pairs of shorts and opened the green box. Different style all right!! These bathing suits were the "speedo" style ones, bikini briefs. So I took three of them and proceeded to go up. Arriving upstairs in his penthouse by using his private elevator, I found my uncle in the living room sitting relaxed in his lazy-boy chair, in front of a nice open fire. I showed him the samples that I had brought up and asked him to excuse me for a minute, so that I could change in the bathroom and try them on. "Don't be a baby" he boomed. "We are men, we are all the same. Change here!" Although a little embarrassed, the thought of changing in front of him excited me. So here I was, taking my shoes off and then my jeans, then with a slight hesitation, I proceeded to take my boxer shorts down. Clad only in a T-shirt and socks, I selected one of the samples. I did notice that my uncle was staring very intently at only my crotch area. Turning a bit to pretend some modesty, he must have seen that I became excited and that my dick started to react. I just couldn't help it. I really loved the idea that I was naked and that he was watching me. Without rushing too much, I tried on the shorts. "Maybe without your T-shirt, I could give you my opinion" said my uncle. His normal booming voice, however, had a different intonation all of a sudden. I noticed that his voice was slightly trembling. My shirt was off in no time and so were my socks.. "Try one of the other style once" he continued in the same hoarse voice. Taking off the first one, I now stood totally naked in front of Him, while looking for one of the bikini trunks. I took a flaming red one and tried to put it on. By now, however, I was HARD!! And it didn't help that the size of this sample must have been "super small". So here I stood in front of my uncle in only this tiny flaming red stamp-like patch which hardly covered my balls and my dick is sticking out like a flagpole. He didn't move, he just stared and I became harder and harder and more aroused. Finally he got up. He brushed, maybe accidentally, my half exposed ass. "Lets talk dinner" he said with the same voice, if not even more hoarse. "I'll make you a deal" he continued. "This evening you stay the way you are now, and you can take all the swimming shorts you want and I'll give you 200 dollars on top of it!" Although I readily accepted the deal by nodding my head with a big smile, he must have suspected that I didn't need anything to persuade me not to change my status. I was enjoying, no, loving every minute, no...every second of it. I went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, never loosing my hardon, which obscenely poked out of this ridiculously small garment. Surprisingly, or maybe not, my uncle showed an uncharacteristic interest in the kitchen activities. My urge to masturbate became almost unbearable. He did not grab me, but there were quite a few touches while I was grilling the steaks. First the legs, then my back and ass, and just when I was ready to turn the steaks, I felt my balls being touched. My dick was ready to explode. I had given it a few strokes and had wiped the pre-cum of the tip several times. He must have observed this, but I was still a bit too embarrassed to give myself a whack. Feeling that it would be more intimate, I proposed to have an informal dinner in the living room in front of the fire place rather then setting the table in the dining-room. My uncle confirmed that he had considered the same idea. I set two plates with two enormous steaks and veggies on two low side tables, close to the fire place and sat down facing my uncle who positioned himself at the other table. Spread legged behind the table, my dick was still sticking out, like a mast on a ship held back by the elastic band of the briefs. "You will be a hell of a lot more comfortable without that thing on" said my uncle, without taking his eyes off my dick." It didn't take more than a second to convince me. It was off in no time. Man, I must have been a closet exhibitionist in another life. Here I am,.. sitting on the floorr, stark naked, legs way open sporting a hardon which has been oozing precum for the last I don't know how long. This; however, was about all I could take. I was beyond being horny, I needed relief. I let myself fall backwards on the carpet and unceremoniously started jerking off. No shame, no holding back!! Initially slow strokes but as I realized that I was going to come in no time the pace soon increased. Knowing that my uncle did not miss a beat, (no pun intended), made the experience so much more unbelievably fantastic. I came like I had never come in my young life. My cum spurted in big blots over my body, in my face and lots of it on the carpet. When it was finally over, still lying on the floor in a very unashamed position, I sheepishly apologized for the mess that I had made. My uncle did not respond immediately, so I sat up and looked at him with a big grin on my face. He was sitting there like a Sphinx, totally mesmerized. When he eventually responded, I did not recognize his voice. He was hardly audible. "When will you do THAT again for me?" Two more times that evening I masturbated, for him AND for me. The first time he expertly tickled my balls at the right time-- just when I was about to come ... The second time I came all over him, but that's another story.