Gay Erotic Stories

Disclaimer: The following story contains adult subject matter. If you are under the age of 21 you should not be reading this and it is illegal for you to possess it. If you read beyond this point, you are claiming to be 21 years of age, and that it is legal for you to possess adult oriented material. This is a sexually oriented work of fiction. If sex between consenting adults, homosexuality or therein is offensive to you, DO NOT READ IT! By reading beyond this point you are accepting homosexuality and adult oriented material willing. What follows is a chapter of a series called Psyched Out. It is celebrity and other fantasies in a confession type setting. These stories are not to imply that the persons involved are gay. They are homosexual fantasies about people who may or may not be gay. Consider them a wish. Psyched Out Eighteen: Carson Daly by R. A. Swain "Hi Doc, late again. I know, I try to be on time, but what's the real use. Time is irrelevant; it's all compressed and the past is the future and the future is the past. It all happens at once. At least, according to Druid beliefs it all happens at once." "I'm not a Druid." "Nor am I. I'm Wiccan, but that's an entire other topic we can talk about some other time." "Would you like to talk about Bob today?" "Me? This Bob? Or, my Bob the one I loved?" "The other Bob." "No. Oh, I know I'm going to drive myself crazy if I keep hoping he'll come back to me, which I do, but I can't seem to shake this feeling that Bob and I will one day be together again, and he'll face his homosexuality, and divorce that bitch, Leah, and he and I will live happily ever after. Okay, tell, me I'm nuts." "No...." "Self-delusional?" "Maybe...." "Well, that's why I'd rather talk about this cute young hunk I saw on MTV. His name is Carson Daly. He's a VeeJay. I know, I can tell by the look in your eyes, you have no idea who I'm talking about, do you?" "Well, I haven't been watching MTV in a long time." "It's okay. He's this hot guy, with dark hair, smiling eyes, a hairy chest, and probably a great build beneath those lousy baggy clothes he wears." "So tell me about him." Okay, the fantasy begins in the MTV's Winter Break Ski Lodge. It's late one evening.... 'Yo Dude, what are you doing up?' He asks, walking into the lobby. 'Hi Carson. I'm just trying to get tomorrow’s schedules straight.' 'What exactly do you do around here?' 'Think of me as the concierge. I take care of everything that needs taking care of,' I say, staring at the crotch of his baggy pants. 'Do you ever take a break?' 'Why, are you in need of something?' 'I might be.' He looks at me a long time in silence then, 'I sure could use some relaxation.' 'How about a hot tub?' 'Alone?' 'No, I feel like a break. Let's go, I've got the key.' We leave the lobby and go upstairs to a patio looking out over a snow covered valley. 'A bit chilly out here,' he says. 'Yeah, but the water is 104 degrees. perfect to warm you up,' I say. I pull my sweater over my head and tug my t-shirt off after it. 'What are you doing?' he asks. 'Getting undressed. We can't go in with our clothes on. Come on Carson, strip.' He looks around while I shuck my jeans and light blue briefs. he eyes my naked body as he drops his pants. 'The cold sure shrinks you,' he says jokingly. I hop into the hot water while watching him remove his sweater and t-shirt, revealing a very hairy chest. 'Don't worry. The water will bring you back to full size,' I say. I smile as he tugs his flannel boxers off and quickly jumps into the water before I can get a good look at him. 'Mmmmmm, this feels great,' he says. 'Would you like me to rub your shoulders?' 'Would you?' 'Move over here between my legs. I'll rub your shoulders and back.' He does as I tell him to and moves between my legs. 'Whoa, Dude, you've got a boner.' 'Relax,' I say. 'You will too, after a few minutes in this warm water, once I start rubbing my hands over your shoulders.' Without a pause I begin massaging his shoulders, and running my hands under the water across his hairy chest. I casually touch his nipples and he jumps. 'Something wrong?' 'My nipples are sensitive. Go gentle on them.' My hands glide over his chest again, gently rubbing his nipples, and then through the fur across his belly. I slide my hands lower and discover a good hard eight inches of cock jutting up from his lap. 'I knew the warm water would work wonders on you,' I say. My fist wraps around his shaft and pumps it a few times. 'Yeah, is this part of the massage?' 'It can be. Unless you'd like to get out of here and go back to my room for some more privacy?' Carson reaches for a towel, and stands up revealing his hard cock pointing toward his stomach. I grab a towel and follow suit, as we both grab our clothing and head back into the ski lodge. A few minutes later we're in my room. There is a low fire burning in the fireplace. Carson drops his towel and warms himself before the fire. I kneel before him, and face his stiff cock. 'I think you'd like a mouth massage now, right?' I ask. His eyes meet mine, and I open my mouth and gently lick the mushroom tip of his cock, running my tongue down the underside of his shaft to his furry balls. He moans as my hands mold his hairy butt and probe between his crack to the pink bud waiting to be penetrated. 'Dude, let's sixty-nine,' he says, falling to his knees and facing my cock. Soon, before the fire, we are rubbing our bodies together, his furry belly against my smooth skin. Our mouths full of each other's hot shafts. I feel his fingers running between my legs to my waiting hole. 'Fuck me,' I say, pulling away from his cock. I get some lube from the draw next to the bed, and a couple of condoms. I watch Carson silently lube my hole, probing it with his fingers, as I slip the condom over his cock. He smiles at me, takes a handful of lube and fists his sheathed erection with it. Then, positioning himself with his tip against my hole, my legs on his shoulders, he thrusts into me in one quick motion. I feel his hair balls against my ass and know all eight inches are inside of me. He begins to thrust in and out, squeezing my cock with his lubed hand while he pumps my ass. Faster and faster until he pulls out, tugs the condom off and shots his load across my stomach and chest. He continues to jerk my cock in a squeezing rhythm until I can take no more and my own cum joins his across my stomach. He collapses on top of me. His lips meeting mine. His tongue probing my mouth. I feel him exploring me with his hands, tongue and his, once again, growing cock. 'I want to rim you,' I whisper in his ear, and move from beneath him before he has a chance to think about it. Behind him I marvel at the sight of his hot ass in the fire light. Hairy, but perfectly shaped. I spread his cheeks and run my tongue down the crack to his winking bud. He shudders as my tongue glides gently around it, and lick each side of it probing it slowly. I grab a second condom and cover my own growing cock. My fingers are already probing his hole, to the first joint, the second, to the knuckle. Then another finger. He is moaning and crying softly. 'Please, do it,' he begs. I move up between his legs, pulling him to his knees. I copy his movement with the lube, fisting my own erection, and then slowly, pressing the tip into his hot hole. It's ten times as hot as the hot tub, and tight. It feels like he is crushing my cock, but I push on, slowly. He moans and pushes back on my cock. Soon I feel his furry balls rubbing against mine, and I begin thrusting. Our balls are slapping together, and I reach beneath him and begin jerking his stiff cock. He is moaning loudly and I am pumping furiously. I feel the cum boiling to my tip, and pull out, stripping off the condom as a stream of hot cum shoots over his hairy ass. He bucks and I feel his cock pulse in my hand. He rolls over to reveal his own hot cum covering his furry chest. "Well Doc, judging for the woodie I see tenting those chinos, you'll be watching more MTV." "Same time next week?" "Definitely."