Gay Erotic Stories

CHAPTER 7 - BLISS The next morning, Kurt woke and lifted himself onto his elbows. Not far away, Tarzan was pissing into a stream. For a moment, Kurt took in the sight of the magnificent body before getting up and walking to stand beside the King and relieving himself as well. Tarzan laughed and the two men watched the yellow stream flow from one another's cocks. When they were done, Tarzan beckoned to Kurt and started off into the jungle. For about 20 minutes, Kurt followed the stud, wanting to watch those fabulous buns but having to look at where he put his bare feet. Eventually they reached a small pond, fed by a tinkling stream. A few gazelle were drinking they. At first they were startled, but seeing Tarzan, they knew there was no danger. Kurt was surprised at first, but then remembered the arrival of the elephants at the village. This was Tarzan, after all! Tarzan lay down on a bed of leaves and turned face down. Looking over his shoulder at Kurt, he spread his legs and said, "Lick me, like you did when I first found you." Then he laughed at the obvious surprise on Kurt's face. "Yes, I can speak your language. And I know you want my ass. What are you waiting for?" Kurt smiled and knelt between Tarzan's legs. His hands reached for those beautiful twin mounds of muscle, spreading them gently as he stared at the pucker they concealed. He stretched out and pressed his face into the cleft of Tarzan's ass. His tongue was soon licking, rimming, probing that incredible butt. Tarzan groaned as Kurt's tongue lapped at his anus. Incredible sensations flooded his powerful body and he has to force himself to keep still. Tarzan could have let Kurt continue for hours, but he knew that the other man was tiring. So gently he pushed Kurt away and turned over. Once again their eyes met and locked, for a long moment. Tarzan began to feel something new, something Kurt had felt that first time, something he would come to know as love. For the first time, he didn't want it to be rough. The King lifted his legs, resting them on Kurt's shoulders. Then he reached for the other man's pecs, kneading them firmly but gently. Kurt moaned and gripped Tarzan's chest as well. Kurt's dick rubbed over his lover's balls, and then slid under them. Tarzan nodded. "Yes," he said. Then he groaned, arching his back as Kurt's 9 inches slid into his body. Kurt leaned forward. Their lips, then their tongues, met. They kissed, long and deep, but loving as Kurt fucked his rod in and out of Tarzan's ass. Kurt lifted Tarzan's arm and buried his face in the man's pit, licking and matting the dense hair that grew there. As Kurt's hips continued pounding his tool in that hot hole, he could feel Tarzan's cock leaking abundant pre-cum between their chests. Once again their mouths locked, but only briefly. Kurt was close. He lifted his head and yelled as his balls pumped their load deep into Tarzan's bowels. Kurt fell breathless onto Tarzan's chest. The Jungle King wrapped his arms round the other man and held him tightly as his breathing slowed. Eventually, Kurt lifted his head. "Now it's your turn." But Tarzan shook is head. "No. When you are healed. Use your hands." So Kurt slipped off the muscle man and gripped the enormous cock with both hands and began stroking. Minutes later, Tarzan was shooting his thick cum all over his face and into his slightly open mouth. Tarzan turned onto his side and Kurt cuddled up against him. He felt Tarzan grip his half-hard dick and slide it back up into his ass. Not to be fucked, this time, but to be joined. They fell asleep. CHAPTER 8 - REALITY When Tarzan woke, he felt Kurt's cock throbbing inside him. He smiled and worked his rectum on the hard dick. Moments later, he felt the violent spurt of Kurt's jism in his body. And the man was still asleep! Tarzan slowly pulled away, then stood to look down on Kurt's sleeping body. He wished this man could stay with him for ever, but he felt that this was not possible. They were too different; the explorer could not live for long in the primitive ways to which Tarzan was used. But there was still a little time. Tarzan suppressed a laugh as he began to piss down on Kurt's sleeping form. Kurt woke with a start and looked up at the golden stream cascading on his chest, his groin. He saw Tarzan's grin and laughed with him, letting loose his own piss all over himself. They both chuckled as the flow ebbed and stopped. Then Tarzan picked Kurt up in his arms and carried him the short distance to the pool. He jumped in and they both gasped at the contact with the water. A few minutes later, refreshed, they walked out and Tarzan shook his long hair, which cascaded onto his broad shoulders. Then he looked Kurt in the eye. "You must go," he said. "This is not your home." Kurt's head dropped in dismay. The idyll was over. Tarzan wanted him to go. He looked up. "Why do you want me to leave?" Tarzan smiled. "I don't want you to leave, but you must. You could not live as I do." Kurt paused to think before he spoke. "I could. If you are beside me, I can do it. If you love me, hold me, fuck me, I can and WANT to live with you!" Their eyes met again and for a long while, Tarzan's face was blank. Love. Was that what he was feeling? He'd heard the word before, but never knew what it meant. Looking at Kurt, Tarzan knew he didn't want the man to go. "Are you really sure you could give up EVERYTHING? Living with me, you will have nothing, no possessions, no clothes..." Kurt interrupted him. "I will have YOU. That's all I want." Kurt opened his arms and Tarzan stepped into his embrace. They kissed, deep, and for a long time, their hands exploring one another's bodies. Eventually, Kurt took a step back and grasped Tarzan's cock. "This is my possession. This is what I want as mine." Tarzan laughed. "Every man has one," he said. Kurt nodded. "Yes, but this is the only one attached to you!" Kurt sank back onto the ground, pulling Tarzan down on top of himself. He lifted his legs onto the big man's shoulders. "Take me!" Tarzan was about to protest, but the expression on Kurt's face stopped him. He smiled, and gently slid his huge cock into his lover's ass. Tears streamed down Kurt's cheeks. But they were not tears of pain, but of love. THE END