Gay Erotic Stories

The first time I set my eyes upon Rob I knew I fancied him. He was 6 foot 4 inches in his bare feet and had blond hair, a perfect body, toned by his work as a farm hand. However, the real attraction was in the sparkle in his sea blue eyes and the mischievous, knowing smile. But I knew he was as straight as a die and, in any case, I was a virgin, firmly in the closet and too afraid to come out. I met up with Rob and a few friends for a beer one night and mentioned that I was looking for somewhere to live, and Rob smiled and said, “Me, too.” His keenness made my cock jump, but I knew that my imagination ran way ahead of reality. So it happened, a few weeks later, Rob and I moved into shared accommodations in the old coach master’s cottage at an old English manor. We soon settled into a routine of the life of friends sharing a house, but each morning I made sure I was up in time to see Rob return from milking the cattle carrying a bottle of fresh warm milk in his hand. We would share a cup of tea and then he would disappear into the bathroom to bathe. The moment I liked best was when he came out of the bathroom: dressed, shaven, smelling fresh and clean, his hair still slightly damp from his bath. He seemed so wholesome and beautiful, and I realised I was falling in love. But Rob was getting engaged and I knew that I would have to live with my fantasies and be satisfied with that. One morning, Rob came out of the bathroom as usual, looking gorgeous with an Arran sweater which though thick and soft still etched out the shape of his pecs and abs, and blue jeans that hugged his muscular thighs and stretched around his crotch. I’d never seen what lay inside, but from the size of the bulge in his jeans, I dreamed that what lay inside was generous in its proportions. He sat down at the kitchen table and I gave him a cup of tea and sat opposite him. He seemed strangely pensive and we sat in silence. Then suddenly he looked straight into my eyes and said, “You fancy me don’t you?” It was like a bolt of lightning and my face burned red, horrified that I’d been discovered. “Thought so,” he said. My mind raced: was he going to chuck me out of the house? Who would he tell? Was he going to hit me? I stared into my tea unable to utter a word. Then I felt his rough fingers on my chin and he pulled my head up so I looked him straight in the eyes. He smiled, “It’s okay, it’s okay.” He immediately grabbed my hand and led me upstairs to his room. I could barely take anything in, I was so nervous I didn’t know what would happen next. I knew there was a shotgun in his room. I found myself standing in the middle of the room. Rob shut the bedroom door and walked very slowly towards me until he stood so close I could feel his breath on my face. Then he gently put his arms around me and pulled me towards him in a hug and placed a single kiss on the top of my head. We must have stood like that for 5 minutes. I slowly calmed down and relaxed into his embrace, and as I did so I felt a lump rising in his jeans into my belly, and I realised at last my moment had come. I put my hands around his waist and very slowly worked my hands under his sweater so they were on his waist and then slowly stroked my hands up and down the sides of his strong hard body through his t-shirt. Once again his fingers lifted my head, but this time he placed his warm soft lips on mine. Our mouths slowly opened and my heart raced as I felt his tongue slowly begin to explore my mouth. Simultaneously, as if synchronized, we took hold of each other’s sweaters and pulled them over our heads, and again with our t-shirts. His muscular torso was surprisingly pale and soft, and a shot of pleasure swept through me as he pulled me into an embrace once more. As he kissed me I felt the flesh of another man’s body against my own for the first time. I ran my hands down his back, up his sides, under his arms and brushed them gently across his nipples before massaging that strong chest. We broke away from the kiss. Still standing I kissed his neck gently, then again and again and I kept kissing him slowly moving my mouth down his chest, biting softly on his nipples, and then continued my kissing caress slowly down his body until I reached his belt. I looked up at him and he gave that knowing smile. I grasped the belt and undid it, pulled apart the stud of his jeans and slowly pulled down the zipper. Inside I could see the bulging prize I had so often longed for, but I held back and didn’t touch. Now kneeling in front of him, I pulled his jeans to his ankles, and then took hold of the top of his CK briefs and pulled them gently down, delightedly watching his 8” erection pop out in front of my face. I felt his hands massaging my hair and neck and I slowly started kissing him again, down from the belt line around his cock, around the top of his legs and then gently kissed his balls. I felt his back arch with pleasure and as his cock thrust closer towards me I knew he was frustrated for more. I put my hand around his pulsing tool and pulled to slowly ease back his foreskin. He gasped as his tender purple head was revealed, and I stared in wonder. Then the moment I’d fantasized about so often: I kissed the tip of his cock. It jumped with pleasure as I slowly worked my kisses and licked along its length whilst taking his heavy balls into my hands. Rob was obviously aching for me, so I, at last, put my lips around the head of his cock and teased the tip with my tongue. Then I pushed hard forward and took the full length of his cock into my mouth and throat – it felt different to how I had expected – softer and bigger. His hands took hold of the back of my head as I began pumping my head up and down on his cock. I was in heaven and nothing would stop me now. I tasted the saltiness of his precum on my tongue. As I felt the head of his cock swell in my mouth, he pushed my head right into his groin so his cock was at the back of my throat. His knees buckled, and I discovered for the first time the full pleasure of a man’s load spurting into my mouth, filling it and overflowing down my chin. I swallowed the load and kept sucking his dick like a lolly to capture the beads of cum that followed. I felt almost lost in this world of pleasure when suddenly Rob grabbed me under my arms and pulled me up so we were eye to eye. “That was amazing.” He smiled. Then he looked slightly more serious and said, “Your turn.” He picked me up over his shoulder, stepped out of his jeans and briefs pooled around his ankles, and threw me onto my back on his bed. For the first time I saw him naked from head to toe with his cock still erect and I delighted in the fact that my fantasy wasn’t that far from the truth. Laughing, he pulled off my socks, ripped open my jeans revealing my precum soaked boxers, and pulled them straight off me. Then he leaned forward and started kissing the top of my feet and slowly worked his kisses up my legs, but didn’t touch my cock until he was kissing my belly, when he suddenly took firm hold of it and sharply drew back my foreskin. I gasped in pleasure as he continued to slowly stroke my cock as he continued his kisses up my chest and neck, until we were kissing each other hard and deep and I felt his hardness pressing against the front of my thigh. After a couple of minutes he rolled down next to me, still stroking my cock and lay his head on my chest so he was staring at my cock. He gradually moved his head down and I luxuriated in the first pleasure of the feeling of another man sucking, licking and kissing my cock and taking it deep into his mouth, whilst he firmly held the base of my cock, stroking my balls with his little finger. My fingers dug into his back as he increased the speed of pushing my cock in and out deep into his mouth and throat and I felt the cum rising within me. At that moment he withdrew his head and pulled back hard on my cock so my load shot out all over his face and my belly. I can truly say that never have I known my load to be so big or shoot for so long. He and I were drenched. He put my cock deep into his mouth and sucked off all the sperm and then lapped it up from my belly, before returning to lie beside me. We kissed gently, and then, after a while, he said, “I thought you fancied me,” and we both creased up with laughter. We dozed together, shared a cigarette, and then slowly wanked each other off simultaneously, just to see each other’s faces as we shot our loads. We stayed there all day and night, exploring each other, discovering each other and shooting ourselves dry. Finally at around 4:00 AM, Rob put his chin on my chest and said, “Well, if we’ve finished milking each other, I’d better go and milk those cows again.” I watched him dress, listened to him leaving the house and heard the scrunching of the gravel as the Land Rover disappeared down the drive. I took a long bath and went to the kitchen and waited for him to come home. He came in, had tea, bathed and we made love again and again. And I still wait every morning for that moment when he comes out fresh from the bathroom, smelling clean, sexy and with that enticing bulge in his pants.