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Latte' Lawyer

Since living in the city, it had become a twice-weekly routine to head into the market and get my fresh produce. It had also become routine to get breakfast at the Market Cafe. For over ten years, this was my normal routine. I was part of the furniture at that cafe and had a great relationship with the owner, an amazing lady called Kate. She was getting on in years, but still remembered my usual and loved a good chat and a joke.

Well, this particular Friday morning was not much different. I got to the market around 8am, and headed to the cafe, where Kate acknowledged me with a nod before heading behind the counter to get my usual ready. Only thing was, my regular booth was in use. I indicated this to Kate, jokingly, who shrugged her shoulders at me, laughing.

I didn't mind though. I took a seat at another table, where I could look directly at my usual booth. The table of my regular booth was covered in folders, papers and a laptop. Directly behind all of this was the best dressed...and sexiest...guy I had ever seen. He clearly was not a local. Firstly, he sat at my table. Secondly, I had never seen such a well-tailored outfit on a guy at the market.

I continued to discreetly watch him as I waited for my breakfast. He had the tightest tailored pants, covering some very sexy, muscular legs, which led down to some very expensive RM Williams boots. His shirt appeared to be slim-fit, covered by a perfectly fitted jacket. As I watched, he removed his jacket. To my delight, his shoulders, arms and chest bulged in his shirt. Damn, I was instantly hard!

Kate arrived with my breakfast, and I enquired about the guy in my booth.

"Some top-notch lawyer from interstate, here for a big case...and he's out of your league...married...heard him on the phone to his wife earlier" she told me, sniggering.

"You know me too well, Kate. But he is so gay! What's he drinking?" I asked.

"Almond milk latte, double shot" she replied.

"Can you get him one from me" I asked, as she turned to head back to the coffee machine.

"Good luck" she replied over her shoulder.

I continued to watch him and undress him with my eyes. I imagined him sucking my cock and bending him over the table and pounding, what I could only imagine would be, his hot, firm, extremely tight ass.

Kate delivered the coffee to his table and I was amused by the confused interactions. For a lawyer, he didn't get this one very well! Kate motioned over my way, and he looked inquisitively at me. I lifted my coffee to him, and he returned the gesture.

Once Kate had walked away, I stood up and took my coffee over to his booth and sat down.

"You must be visiting" I suggested, "and have lots of work to do by the looks of things."

"Yeah", he replied. "I'm from inter-state, over here working on a case. Just filling in time, before I am called up. The defense aren't quite ready yet!"

"Ah...a lawyer! I hope you don't mind, but I couldn't help noticing how well-dressed you are...and on such an amazing body" I offered.

"I'm not gay" he replied, almost without hesitation.

"I beg to differ", I replied, again, almost too quickly. "I don't think I have ever seen such a tight fitted outfit on any straight guy" I clarified.

"And I'm married", he snapped back, "with our first child on the way".

"Well, that doesn't mean much these days. I was married once too, and have a couple of kids. I soon realised I had made a very bad decisions and things went downhill in our marriage very quickly. But I am glad to say, I am a very happy man now...and you could be too", I told him as I looked down into his bulging crutch.

"I have lots of work to do. Thanks for the coffee, but I must get things done" he said, trying to divert the conversation.

"You can't brush me off that quickly...Kate might think you are as straight as, but you can't fool me. I don't think you'll be called for a while, and I'm sure they have your number if you're needed. How about we go and find out how straight you think you are" I said, putting the ball in his court.

He paused and just looked at me, contemplating my offer.

After what seemed like an eternity, he shut his laptop, piled up the papers and folders on top of it and stood up. Fuck he was gorgeous...and that bulge was much bigger when he stood. He was probably as hard as a rock inside those tight trousers.

Putting out his hand, he introduced himself.

"I'm Chris" he said.

"My name's Craig...and I am guessing we are heading to your hotel" I queried.

"Come with me, Craig" he said as he walked off, his very muscular arms full of paperwork.

As I walked past Kate, I gave a quick wink and she smiled back.

"Don't worry about the breakfast, eating elsewhere this morning" I said with a smirk.

It was only a short walk to Chris' hotel, but the moment we hit the lift and were alone, he made his move. Making one arm free and balancing his gear, he moved his hand to my neck and pulled me too him. Our lips collided and we began to kiss passionately. Before I knew it, his tongue was so far in my mouth and my cock was so hard and leaking in my pants.

The lift came to a stop, and we instantly stopped what we were doing. We had reached his floor, and we made our way quickly to his suite. We walked down the long corridor, and we came to his door. He opened it to one of the most opulent rooms I had ever been in, with absolutely breathtaking views.

But, the only view I wanted was the sight of his hot, naked body. Chris put his paperwork down on the table and we began to kiss again. This time with much more passion, as his two hands were free. Before we knew it, we were both standing there in our underwear.

"Fuck, you are so hot" I exclaimed. "Love to know your workout routine, because it works for you. Your wife is very lucky"

We continued kissing each other for a while before he pulled away.

"I've never done anything like this before" he said, nervously, walking over to the window.

"It's all good. We can take things slow" I assured him.

I moved up behind him, putting my arms around his smooth, muscular body. Fuck, he felt so good. I gripped the waistband of his Versace briefs and slid them down over his tight, round ass. As I slid them down, I got onto my knees so I could take them off of him altogether. Now at eye level with his ass, I began to kiss it. His skin tasted so good...and he smelt amazing. My trunks were dripping wet by now.

As my tongue slid slowly between his ass cheeks, I felt his body shudder and he moved away from me a bit.

"Sorry, I am just so fuckin' nervous" he said.

I immediately went back to what I was doing, as Chris began to relax. He leaned up against the window, resting his head on both arms. I glanced up at him as I began to smell and taste his man cunt. Damn his body was so gorgeous...and his ass I just could not resist. I put my hand down my trunks and took my cock in my hand, stroking it while reaching around his body and taking his cock in my other hand. He was huge and so hard.

Chris began to moan loudly as I pushed my face into his ass, my tongue getting deeper and his ass getting wetter. As I ran my hand up and down his huge cock, I could feel how wet he was, with pre-cum helping me to slide my hand up and down his shaft.

I felt his body shudder again and instantly knew what was happening.

"Oh fuck" he screamed as a huge wad of cum hit the window. "I am so sorry. I didn't think I would cum that quickly!" he exclaimed.

"It's ok. I did the same thing the first time I was with a guy" I replied. "You get used to it and you start to last longer" I said, looking up at him, smiling.

Chris turned around and I was looking straight at the most amazing cock I had ever seen. His foreskin dripping with cum, I moved in and started to run my tongue on the tip of his cock. He tasted amazing, as I slowly pulled his skin back and licked that amazing knob of his. He leaned back on the window, and I began to take his cock into my mouth. He moaned loudly but did not resist. Gently grabbing the back of my head, he guided me on his cock.

"Oh fuck, I'm cumming" he warned me.

I didn't stop. I just kept on sucking him until I felt this cum machine shoot down my throat.

With a mouthful of cum, I stood up and we started to kiss again, sharing his cum with him.

"I want you to fuck me" he said, looking deeply into my eyes.

Although his request took me by surprise, I could see the longing in his eyes. He really wanted this, and I was going to oblige. I took his hand and moved over to the bed, guiding him onto his back, his legs spread wide. God, he looked so sexy. How could any guy resist this?

Chris sat on the bed and I dropped my trunks, which was received with a nervous smile.

Pushing his legs back, I knelt on the bed and slid my cock, dripping with precum, slowly into his tight ass. He was so tight, but tense too.

"Relax" I instructed. "The more you tense up, the more it will hurt to start with. Slow, deep breaths" I explained.

Chris took some deep breaths, and I could feel him loosen up.

I slowly slid my cock into him. The knob first, just slowly stretching him. As he relaxed more and loosened up, I slowly slid my cock in all the way into him.

"You feel so fucking amazing" I smiled at him.

I could not believe he was letting me fuck him raw. He was pretty trusting of this strange guy who just picked him up in a cafe!

"God, it feels so good" he replied. "I never knew it would feel like this" he exclaimed, as I felt his body shudder every time my cock rubbed against his prostate.

His comment only made me fuck him harder. I continued to fuck him, pushing his legs back and resting them on my shoulders. This position helped me to get deeper into him, as he screamed out in pain and ecstasy, looking into my eyes.

"Fuck, you are so tight. I am not far off" I told him.

"Cum in me, but just keep fucking me" he instructed.

How could I refuse? I continued to fuck him, harder and faster.

"Oh fuck....I'm cumming" I screamed out, as I shot my huge load deep inside his virgin ass.

Chris' eyes rolled back as he enjoyed the sensation of my warm load injecting into his bowel. My thrusting began to intensify, as his now well-lubricated ass allowed me to easily slide back and forward and much deeper. I had never been with a guy who made so much noise, and it was such a turn-on. I also joined in.

After what seemed like an awfully long time, and about four orgasms later, I pulled out and rolled to his side. Our hot, sweaty bodies lay limp on the bed as we sighed and breathed heavily, getting our breath back.

"That was the most amazing thing I have ever felt" Chris said, as he looked over at me. "Fuck my ass hurts, but that was so fuck'n good". He rolled onto his side, running his hand over my chest and fondling my nipple. "And you were right...I am actually gay" he exclaimed.

"There's no fooling me mate. I can pick a gay guy a mile off" I said, laughing. "Does your wife know?"

"Fuck no... she'd kill me...or worse.... cut my dick off, if she knew what I did today", fear settling in his eyes. "I only ever had my cock sucked by a guy back in uni. That's the only experience I have ever had with a guy. I have always wanted more, but being gay in my family would have been frowned upon. We need to stick to the norm, if you know what I mean?" Chris began to open up. "And that is the reason why I am doing law...and fuck, I hate it!! But it does keep everyone happy... my dad...my wife".

"Everyone but you" I suggested.

As he lay there and began to open up more to me, I just wanted to kiss him some more and run my tongue over his absolutely gorgeous body. We kissed for quite a while, all the time just exploring each other's naked bodies.

"Will you fuck me?" I asked him. "I want to feel your amazing cock inside me".

With no reply, he encouraged me onto all fours. I took that as a yes. Moving around behind me, his strong hands started to fondle my ass cheeks, before his thumbs opened my crack. It had been a while since I had been with a guy and I was so keen for this.

"Eat me" I encouraged him, as his face made contact with my ass.

He knew what he was doing and got his tongue right into me. It felt so good, and I moaned uncontrollably.

"Oh fuck...that is so good...oh god!!" I exclaimed, my cock absolutely hard and dripping again. "Oh man...fuck me...fuck me hard!" I screamed, just wanting his massive cock to thrust hard and deep into me.

Chris lifted up and I looked back over my shoulder. Fuck he was huge and damn hot. He guided his wet cock towards my willing ass. I felt his wet knob push between my cheeks, spreading me.

"Oh, fuck you have a hot ass" Chris exclaimed, breathing heavily and nervously.

He slid himself all the way into me and it felt amazing. Possibly one of the biggest cocks I had ever felt. He slowly fucked me, sliding the full length of his rod in and out of me. Chris fucked like a man with years of experience...but reached orgasm very quickly.

"Fuck...I'm gonna cum" He cried out.

"Fuck me hard" I screamed, to which he started pumping my ass hard and fast, his huge balls slapping against my own as they unloaded deep inside me.

Stopping as soon as his orgasm was over, Chris held my hips and gained his breath back.

"Oh fuck that was so good" he said, as he pulled me up toward him, my back pressed firmly against his sweaty chest, my ass tightening around his huge tool.

It was like he did not want to pull out, running his hands all over my body and kissing my neck and shoulder. Reaching around my body, Chris took my cock into his hand and started stroking it firmly. It was not long until I shot my load all over his bed.

Chris pulled out of me, and we both lay back down on the bed. We lay in silence, just taking in each other's sexy bodies and contemplating what we had just done. As we lay there, Chris' phone rang.

"I was hoping it would be longer than that before they rang" he said, picking the phone up. "Fuck, it's my wife"!

He answered the phone. "Hey babe" he said sweetly, behaving as if there was nothing at all wrong, but slightly breathless. They chatted for a while and he was so calm. Typical lawyer - full of shit!

Eventually Chris hung up the phone.

"Fuck...now that makes me feel terrible" he said to me as he put the phone down.

"It's all good Chris. She doesn't know...and won't ever know" I assured him.

"But I will know," he replied.

"And we will keep it our secret...here's my number, you can call me whenever you are in town" I said, picking up his phone and entering my details.

We lay on the bed, in each others' arms for quite a while, just catching our breath again. As I looked longingly into his eye, smiling at each other and knowing exactly what the other really wanted, Chris' phone rang again. It was the courts, requesting him to be there in the next half hour. He got up from the bed and went and had a shower, while I watched. He seemed to enjoy me watching him. I stayed on the bed, naked, while he got dressed in front of me. Watching him, he grabbed my Hilfiger trunks and put them on.

"Now that turns me right on" I told him, laying there and stroking my cock in front of him.

"Feel free to hang around and use the room as much as you want. I will probably be all afternoon, so won't be back 'til later today. There is an extra key card on the side table. Come and go as you please. But I would love to have dinner tonight and maybe, if you were able to, you could stay the night?"

I smiled at him, my eyes clearly letting on that I was so keen.

"I would love that. See you later. Maybe call me when you are heading back to the room".

He bent over me, placing his hand around my waist, kissing me passionately. As we kissed, he slowly caressed my cock, stroking it back and forward. He continued until I reached orgasm. Going from my lips to my cock, his mouth took in all of my rod and the subsequent torrent of cum, swallowing every bit.

"Now that will keep me going all afternoon" he said after swallowing every drop.

He stood up and walked out. As the door shut behind him, I began to stroke my own cock, just trying to fathom the amazing morning I had just had and thinking about what might happen later that night.

I could not wait!

An original fictional, gay erotica story by @soyouthinkimstraight, @gayeroticafiction, NW,2024

All images have been taken from Tumblr and deem to be for public use. If any images belong to you and you want them removed, please message me @soyouthinkimstraight or @gayeroticafiction

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Ticket to Ride

I walked out of the office door and pulled it shut hard behind me. It had been an absolute shit of a day. A "glitch in the system" they called it. That glitch has cost me two years of research. For fuck's sake, how can they not have anything backed up? I walked to the train station, absolutely fuming about what had happened, still unsure about what I was going to do to get back to where I was with my research.

Reaching the train station, I found it to be unusually quiet. I was much earlier than usual, having left work a couple of hours early. I scanned my ticket and moved to the platform, waiting for the train. I looked around. There were very few people waiting and, when the train pulled up, I was the only person who entered my carriage. I took a seat in the empty void and sat there, face in my hands, contemplating my day...my future!

As the doors closed, I heard the sound of a person sitting in the seat opposite me. I didn't hear them get on but heard them put their gear down and take a seat. I looked up and, to my surprise, was very pleased with what I saw. His dirty work boots...strong, muscular, hairy legs...very short, VERY tight shorts...FUCK! And, out of the entire empty space, he sat directly opposite me! I could not stop looking at those amazing legs, spread wide and leading to the biggest bulge I had ever seen in shorts that tight.

I am sure I was completely drooling as I stared. He was hot...and he knew it. My eyes moved up his gorgeous body and, as I did, he reached down into his bag and grabbed something out. Reaching up behind his head, he tied his unruly hair from his face. As he did, his hi-viz vest opened wide to reveal the sexiest abs I had ever seen...smooth...firm...FUCK!! My eyes moved up his body to his chest, those ripe nipples just ready to be tasted. His hairy armpits, the hair sticking with sweat. I was absolutely leaking by now!! I wanted him so bad...and he was playing on it.

Spreading his legs as wide as he could, I could not help but be drawn to his massive cock pushing out the inside of his left leg. FUCK...in all my time, I had never seen anything so big - except in porn I'd watched. This monster cock was right in front of me. Squeezing out between his extremely tight shorts and his leg was a beautiful pink cut knob, just waiting to be moistened with my tongue. I had always had a preference for uncut cocks, but the sight of this was just making me so hungry. He ran his hand down over his bulge and down his leg, cupping his knob in his hand...squeezing it gently...looking me in the eye. My breathing got quicker...I was as hard as a rock and leaking through my ripped denim shorts.

He motioned to me with his head to move over his way. Being the only two people in the carriage, I obliged, not even worrying about the CCTV footage that would be taken of us right now. I knelt between his legs, running my hands up his muscular, hairy, sweaty legs. They felt so good. As I moved my face closer to his groin, the smell of him made me even more horny - if that were possible. A guy who works hard, laboring all day, has always been extremely erotic to me. I blew a load in my shorts, before even tasting him.

My lips touched his slightly wet knob, a drip of his precum resting on my lips. I brought my tongue to his knob and tasted him for the first time...and I could feel myself reaching orgasm again but tried to hold back. I began to lap my tongue at his dripping tip, over and over again. Looking up at his eyes, I knew what he wanted. I stretched my mouth as wide as I could manage and forced my lips over his wet head, taking as much of his massive shaft into my mouth as I could.

It was an effort, but I got his knob in my mouth - but not much more. I moved my lips back and forward over his massive head, my face being forced against the inside of his leg. I wanted more of his cock in my mouth, but it was nearly impossible with the tightness of his shorts and his cock being pushed hard against his leg.

He didn't seem to mind, but I could tell he was reaching orgasm. His hand grasped the back of my head firmly and he pulled me onto his rod some more. I didn't think it was possible, but his cock went deeper into my mouth. By now I was gagging, and finding it hard to breath, particularly as my nose was now pushed further into his groin. I looked up at him, pleading for him to fuck my face harder, but also allow me to breath. The former wish was granted, as he forced my head on and off his cock and then unloading a massive load, filling my mouth!

As he released me, I swallowed his load and I drew in a deep breath, sweat dripping down my face mingling with the semen dripping from my chin. He smiled at me, reached up and rang the bell for the next stop.

"I've not seen you on this train before" I said to him.

"Just moved into the girlfriend's place, so only been catching this a week" he replied.

"Girlfriend?" I asked, confused.

"Long story, but I am gay!" His response taking me by surprise.

I moved back from him a little, he grabbed his gear and stood up. I grabbed the bottom of his shorts and pulled down what I could over his cock. He smiled at me and moved to the door.

As the door opened, he smiled a cheeky smile.

"You coming?" he asked.

He exited the train, and I quickly grabbed my bag and followed. I had no idea where he was leading me, but I was up for whatever he was offering.

He headed to the public toilets in the station, and I headed in right behind him. The toilets at this station were pretty tidy and they were also very quiet. As I entered, the washing facilities were around the corner to the right, the urinals directly ahead, with one guy using them, and the stalls were around the corner to the left. Tradie moved around to the wash basins and pulled me in against the tiled wall, kissing me passionately. He was clearly missing some attention from other guys!

I took off his hi-viz vest and then undid his tight shorts - with a struggle. Peeling them off over his gorgeous round ass, I grasped his tight cheeks. Fuck, they felt good. His really hard, massive cock pressed firmly against me, encouraging me to head down that way.

As I slid down the wall, he grabbed my t-shirt and pulled it off over my head. Reaching his monster cock, again I took what I could into my mouth. He then helped me take more, forcing his gorgeous body into my face and the back of my head against the wall. His cock was even further down my throat than before; more cock than I had ever experienced in my life. At least this time I could still breath through my nose.

He fucked my face so hard that I am sure the back of my head was bruised from being forced against the wall. Tradie unloaded again - he was definitely a cum machine! But he tasted amazing.

He pulled out and, grasping me under the chin, guided me up to standing again. We kissed more, passing semen between our mouths. Running his hands down my back, he began to play with my ass cheeks. Finding a split in the seam of my trashed denim shorts, he slid a finger in, which happened to be right next to my cunt. He explored more, and I moaned as we kissed.

Unexpectedly, he grabbed the split with both hands and ripped the back of my shorts wide apart.

I gasped, shocked.

Tradie turned me around to face the wall and began to kiss my neck and shoulders. He felt so good. And that cock pressing against my bare ass...well.... what more could I say? I was totally at his mercy now. He moved down my back and I knew where he was going. Had I known this was going to happen, I would have prepped myself. I had never offered my cunt to a guy in a state like this. I had been at work all day and was not ready for a guy to eat me out.

"No, please don't. No, stop" I pleaded, but to no avail.

He reached my ass, opened my cheeks and started eating. Fuck, it felt good, but I was so embarrassed! I moaned as he ate and got his tongue deep into me. It was so fucking good. I wanted more, but I also wanted him to stop. I never thought it was good when I guy gave you his dirty ass to eat. But he seemed to really enjoy it, getting his tongue deeper and deeper with every stroke. He ate me out for ages, before standing up again, kissing my neck and shoulders, and pushing his dripping wet knob firmly against my ass.

He began to press against me more firmly. He was about to fuck me dry...well...sort of dry! His saliva and a bit of precum from his knob was all that he was using. I felt his knob press into me. I was really scared. He was so huge and I had never been with a guy this big before. In fact, I had never had sex without lube.

"No...stop...please" I pleaded with him.

He didn't take no for an answer, forcing his monster cock deep inside me. I tried to scream, as the excruciating pain coursed through my entire body, but could not. My body was pressed up firmly against the cold, tiled wall. Every thrust enabling me to exhale air, but barely inhale.

With sweat dripping down my forehead, and my eyes watering, I tried to find something to hold onto so I could pull myself into a more comfortable position. Eventually I reached up and found a window ledge. It was quite high, but I could grip it with my fingers. My body stretched, but it made no difference to the pain level. In fact, it probably increased. No matter what I did, I could not reduce the pain. I just kept hanging on, just so I had something to hold, while he continued to impale me with his huge rod.

Strangely, I enjoyed the combination of excruciating pain and ecstasy. It was making me really horny; probably the horniest I had ever been in my life. I felt like I may have orgasmed a number of times while he fucked me but, with the state I was in, wasn't really sure.

The intensity of his thrusting began to increase, and I knew he was reaching orgasm. I had already experienced a few of his orgasms in the last hour, and knew he was going to fill me with a massive load again.

He didn't disappoint. Breathing heavily in my ear as he unloaded in me, I felt the warmth of a huge load of semen being injected deep inside my bowel.

He stopped thrusting and we just stood there silently, but both breathing heavily.

"Fuck you are so hot" he said, as he pulled his cock from my wrecked hole. "I have missed fucking guys".

I tried to reply but was still regaining my breath. He moved back a bit from me and began to pull up his shorts and put his hi-viz vest back on. Moving in, he kissed me again.

"What's your name?" was all I could muster, as he moved away from me and picked up his gear.

"Sam", he replied. "Can we meet again?"

"Yes" I replied adamantly.

As I watched him walk out, I slid down the wall, enjoying the cold against my hot sweating back. I could still feel him deep inside me and knew that I would for hours. I could feel my ass starting to leak on the tiled floor. What a waste I thought to myself. The guy at the urinal finished up, put his rock-hard cock away and walked past me.

"The was fucking hot. You are one lucky guy" he said as he walked past.

I just smiled, knowing that he had been there the whole time, jacking off. The evidence bulging in his pants. I looked down at my groin and realised how much I had actually enjoyed the afternoons session; my shorts were dripping wet with cum!

I didn't know when, or if, I would see Sam again, but decided to make Friday's an early finish day from now on. Hopefully we would end up on the same train and I could ride that amazing cock again!

An original fictional, gay erotica story by @soyouthinkimstraight, @gayeroticafiction, NW,2023

All images have been taken from Tumblr and deem to be for public use. If any images belong to you and you want them removed, please message me @soyouthinkimstraight or @gayeroticafiction

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An original fictional, gay erotica story by @soyouthinkimstraight, @gayeroticafiction, NW,2023

All images have been aken from Tumblr and deem to be for public use. If any images belong to you and you want them removed, please message me @soyouthinkimstraight or @gayeroticafiction

My Night Alone

A rewrite of a gay fiction story I wrote a few years back on my first blog, @alexmasters (now deleted)

I hated when my man started his night shift stints. As a motorcycle cop, I dreaded him being out there at night, particularly in the wet. Since we first started dating, we started a tradition of spending the evening of his first night just with each other. I worked days, so he slept. When I got home, the time was just ours. After 10 years together, my time with Chad was still as sexy as ever.

We both loved the gym and would work out together when I got home from work. Chad is quite competitive, so we would always push ourselves during gym sessions. Having a home gym made it quite convenient. Of course, dripping in sweat, the shower was calling.

Heading to the shower, we undressed ready to get wet and close to each other. Ever since day one, our sex has been incredible. Time with Chad was an experience I had never dreamed I would have. Having been married to a woman, who I had loved, but who had cheated on me, I swore I would never go through that again. Meeting Chad was totally unexpected, but well worth it.

For a guy who was so tough looking, Chad was extremely romantic. He would make love to me in the shower in a way that pleased my every sense. He was slow and sensual; his body working with mine to create the perfect fit. His hands would move slowly over my wet body, as his mouthed kissed me passionately - my lips, my neck, chest, stomach.

As he moved further down my body, his hands would caress my hips as he takes my hard cock into his mouth. Slowly, he would move up and down on my shaft. The feeling of his lips and tongue working my hard rod were beyond words. At this point I was in extasy, as I lose control of my body and have the cold, tiled wall take my weight. Feeling my body, he knew when I was reaching orgasm, stopping just before I came. Chad moved up my body and began to kiss me again before spinning me around and moving his lips down the back of my body.

Reaching my ass, he opens my hole and gets his face right into me, his long tongue reaching deep inside my tight ass, as my body shuddered in delight.

"Oh babe, fuck me! I need you in me now", I whispered.

Of course, Chad would oblige, standing up and sliding his 9 inch rod deep inside me. Every time he fucked me it felt like the first time. He made me feel like a young virgin, just wanting to be used by a guy.

After all of our lovemaking in the shower, we would dry off and grab a bite to eat. We worked together well in the kitchen, cooking up a lite meal to enjoy together, while I sipped on a glass of Shiraz and Chad enjoyed his water (he was about to go on duty, after all). Cooking and eating together was pretty much like making love again, sharing our food and kissing and touching each others bodies.

Heading to the bedroom, Chad would get me onto the bed and slide his hot ass down over my hard rod. He slowly rides me as he pins my arms back. My eyes roll back as I reach orgasm and Chad takes the load that has been urging to burst from me in the past couple of hours.

Sliding off me, he moves his body over mine until he is squatting over my face. I just can't resist his amazing ass, grabbing his cheeks firmly in my hands, my thumbs opening his ass crack. The very little hair he has there is wet from, his pulsing sphincter starting to spill my load. My tongue laps up every drop, getting deeper into him as I open him up. Chad moans with delight.

"Oh fuck baby...oh god...argh!!!!" he moans, slowly turning his body around and leaning down to take my cum covered cock in his mouth.

His position enables me to get deeper into him. The deeper I went, the harder he sucked, eventually taking another of my loads, this time in his mouth.

We continue to make love until it is time for Chad to get ready for work. This was the part of the evening that I really hated. Knowing that he was about to go to work, putting himself in danger, and leaving me alone. I watched him as he left the bed and showered, getting a good view of him from the bed. I lay with my head on my pillow, just staring at his amazing body and still feeling the evening we had spent together.

I went off to sleep just staring at him, before I felt his warm lips kissing my neck. I put my arms around his leather-clad body and pulled him against my naked body.

"Call in sick babe" I quietly pleaded.

"I can't babe...you know that". And I knew that. He had an awesome work ethic, and would not just call in sick for no reason.

He lifted me from the bed and I sat there and pulled my shorts on before heading to the front door with him. He grabbed his keys from the hall stand and opened the door. I wrapped my arms around him and we kissed, almost like it was our first time.

"I love you babe" I whispered in his ear.

"Me too".

"Please be safe" I said as he pulled away from me, that final touch of him always getting me. He has had a few close calls in our time together, one of them putting him in a coma for 3 days. These goodbyes are the hardest time of my life.

I watched him mount his bike, wishing it was my body that his tightly leather-clad body was mounting. He started the Ducati and pulled away from the drive, showing off a bit as he left, as usual!

I closed the door and lent up against it, head back, stopping the tears from running down my cheeks. He regularly messages me during a shift, so I know that I will hear from him if all is good, but I do dread that knock at the door or phone call over night!

Grabbing another glass of Shiraz and my phone, I head back to the bathroom. Putting on some music, I hit the shower and just enjoy the warm water running over my naked body. I close my eyes and just feel his body against me, as I touch my body and stroke my cock. The water runs down my face and I just enjoy the memory of him.

Suddenly I feel my head thrust against the tiled wall, the sound of my cracking skull being the last thing I remember.

Coming to, and not knowing how long I had been out of it, I felt the strength of a man's hand holding my face firmly against the wall, his fingers almost completely covering my eyes. I could see what looked like blood trickling down the wet wall, my head pounding with excruciating pain. I try get a look at who was doing this to me and move from his grasp. He had total control of me, and I felt weak from the obvious head injury. There was nothing I could do but conform to his control.

All I knew was that I need to try to relax in this situation so that I could take control of my thoughts and keep my head about me. It was now I realised that he had penetrated my ass; his large, hard cock thrusting deeply into me. I began to whimper as I felt the warmth of his putrid breath on my neck, the smell of cigarettes making me feel ill.

"Shut the fuck up bitch...I bet your small cock, faggot cop boyfriend doesn't fuck you as deep as this?" he growled at me.

I whimpered some more, as he grabbed my face harder, forcing me against the wall some more and pounding me deeper.

He growled into my ear. "Now you can know what it feels like to be taken by a guy by force! Just like your boyfriend put me through. Fifteen years of having to put up with guys taking me in the shower, doing what they want with me. Well now it's payback time!! That fucking bastard!"

His pounding got harder, faster and deeper, before I felt him shoot his load in me. As if I didn't already feel dirty from his cock in me, now I felt completely violated. How long had he been doing this to me? What else had he done? What would I tell Chad? Would this ever end? The thoughts of Chad continued to play in my mind as I let this animal have his way with me.

He grabbed my leg and lifted it higher, pushing his cock deeper into me. Reaching between my legs, I felt his hand grab my cock. I could not believe that this was actually giving me an erection. He tightened his hand around my shaft, pulling my foreskin back. His pulling got to the point where it became more and more painful. I could feel the skin pulling away from my knob. I tried to scream out in pain, which seemed to make him pull it back even more.

"You fucking pussy...man up faggot!"

After working on my cock, he moved to my balls, crushing them in his strong hands. I had no energy left to scream or move.

Once he had had enough of me, his foul breath got closer to my face and he growled quietly in my ear, "Don't even think of looking at me when I go. I'll shoot that fucking wrecked cock of yours off, then I'll go and kill your faggot of a cop boyfriend".

I began to weep uncontrollably as he grabbed my head harder in his strong hand and threw me to the ground, my body slumping in a crumpled mess on the floor. The warm water running over my hurting and bleeding body, the only comfort to me at that point in time. How did he know so much about us? It is not like we flaunt our relationship heaps in public. We certainly don't advertise what Chad does for a job. Why did this happen?

Going unconscious, my naked body just lay there for what seemed like hours. Upon regaining consciousness slightly, I tried to get my bearings. I had no idea where I was or what I was even doing. As I tried to look about me, I started to recognise my surroundings.

Shower.

Bathroom.

These tiles.

This room started to feel familiar. It's my bathroom. What was I doing here? Why am I on the floor? Why can't I move?

I could hear music playing...my phone...call someone...

"Siri" I managed to say.

I hear the sweet voice of Siri reply.

"Hello Alex, how can I help you?"

"Call emergency" I replied, hoping it would recognise my struggling voice.

"Calling emergency" Siri replied.

The relief that ran through my mind as the Emergency operator took the call.

"Emergency, which service do you require?" the operator asked in a reassuring voice.

"Help", I tried to say into the phone. "Help me...I've...!" I could not say the words that just sent a shudder through my body I had never felt before. I cried uncontrollably.

"Sir, are you safe? Hold on the line, we are tracing your location" the operator said.

"He's gone...gun" I replied.

"Police are being dispatched to your location now, sir. Please stay on the line. Do you know he has gone?"

I could not respond; the energy sapped from my body.

As the operator continued to talk to me, I felt myself going in and out of consciousness. Opening my eyes, I saw the familiar color of police uniforms.

"Chad?" I tried to say.

"Sir, it's ok. We are here to help" I heard a pleasant voice say, as the water was switched off and towels were placed over my naked, wet, bruised and bleeding body. "The paramedics will be here soon, and we will get you to hospital."

As I got stretchered out of the house and to the ambulance, I barely remember a thing. But one thing brought me too...that familiar touch on my arm...and that soft, gentle voice...

"Hey babe, it's gonna be alright."

I look up to see Chad's beautiful eyes looking into mine. I try to apologies, but don't have the energy.

He put his finger to my lips.

"Shhh....don't talk. We'll get through this. We'll find the bastard."

And I knew I could trust him. I fall unconscious again, but know that I am now safe with my man by my side.

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[gayeroticafiction]

Cocktail Italiano

A Gay Erotica Story

After four weeks travelling around Italy, we spent the last few days relaxing in Rome before flying back to Australia. My wife and I decided to take our adult kids on a trip, thinking it may be our last family holiday before they left home, and we had been having a great time. So much to see...and lots of hot guys at the beach or poolside for this straight-acting guy to check out.

Two nights before we flew out, I was feeling like seeing a bit of night life of Roma and remembered seeing a cool little cocktail bar about two or three blocks away from our hotel. The kids were hanging out with some other people their age, who they had met on the trip, and who were also stopped in Rome. It was getting to about 8.30pm and I had got ready to head out. The weather had been really warm while we were in Italy and the evening was quite balmy. I dressed in shorts and a linen shirt and slip on shoes. My wife was really tired and decided to have the night in and get some sleep. That was fine with me...happy to have a night on my own and do the things I'd like to do.

I went out onto the street and started walking to the cocktail bar. It was a busy night and there were lots of people out, enjoying the weather and the nightlife. I walked through the door to the quaint little building; an old, double story shop. It was busy, but not crazy. I found a small table and sat down. The waitress came over and took my order. I looked over to the bar and noticed the cocktail waiter. His firm arms bulging from his tight t-shirt, as he shook a cocktail. I ordered whatever was their most popular cocktail.

The waitress went over to the cocktail waiter, gave him the order and he looked my way. He was so sexy...those gorgeous Italian eyes just catching the light; his face almost in need of a shave, but enough hair to be really sexy!! He looked like he was well-built, but he was behind the bar, but I was keen to see the rest of him.

He made my cocktail, and the waitress brought it over. I offered to pay, but she told me it was on the house. I took the glass and lifted it to the cocktail waiter, who nodded in return. I drank it quickly, as it was very good. Standing up, I moved over to the bar and took a seat. The cocktail waiter was wearing an apron, but I could see he was most likely wearing shorts underneath. He walked over to me, and I noticed his name badge - Matteo. His name was so sexy!

"Bongiorno" he said politely.

"Bongiorno" I replied. "Thanks for the cocktail. It was amazing".

As we began to chat, and Matteo flirted with me, I felt my stomach start to turn and my heart flutter. I have had guys come onto me before and knew what it felt like. Maybe this time it would actually go somewhere!

"You are an Aussie?" he asked.

"Yeah mate" as we shook hands. "My name's Scott. We've just got a couple of nights in Rome before heading home. I saw this bar and was really keen to give it a go" I told him.

"We?" he asked. "You are travelling with others?"

"Yeah, my wife and kids." I replied.

He looked confused for a moment.

"So, you are married...but you want to have a good night tonight? he queried. "I have just the cocktail for you" he said, as he turned and started to prepare my drink.

Fuck...those shorts!!! Very short...very tight...ripped on the ass!!! God he had a nice ass. I felt my cock go instantly hard.

I stared at him as he shook the drink, poured it and brought it over to me. He leaned on the bar, as I sipped it.

"This is so good" I told him, as he smiled back at me.

He turned and walked over to the waitress, chatting with her as he removed his apron. I could tell that he had an amazing body, as his shorts and t-shirt were very tight. He clearly looked after himself.

Matteo headed over to a door and looked back at me, grabbing what seemed to be a pretty large cock in his shorts. That was my cue. I quickly gulped down the last of my cocktail and followed him out the door, trying to conceal my hard cock. He was at the top of the stairs as I approached them. I climbed the stairs and, as I entered the door to what seemed to be his apartment, he was there waiting for me. I closed the door behind me, and he walked up to me, placing his hand gently on my neck and pulling me into him. We began to kiss, his warm tongue sliding into my mouth as his right hand caressed the back of my neck and his left hand started to touch my groin.

I was completely lost now. This was a very new experience for me, but something I had wanted my entire life. My hands started to touch him, as he moved his hands to my shirt and undid the buttons. Taking my shirt off, he caressed my nipples and ran his hands over my chest and stomach. Fuck, I want this so bad! He undid my shorts and they dropped to the ground. My cock was the hardest I had ever experienced, and I knew that I was very wet in my trunks. Matteo slid my rod out and started to stroke it. I began to lose balance as more blood ran to my cock. I leant up against the wall and, as I did, shot a huge load over his shorts, legs and the floor.

"Oh fuck," I exclaimed..."I am so sorry. I have never been with a guy and you have got me so fucking horny"

"All good...I'm sure there will be more" he said calmly, as he stood back and removed his tight t-shirt, dropping it onto my load on the floor.

Matteo took me by the hand and lead me to his bed, guiding me to sit down. He moved in close to me and I undid the buttons on his shorts. As they opened, I could tell he liked to go commando, his pubic hair inviting me to taste what I had wanted forever!

I moved my face in closer and my nose touched his pubes. I could smell him...and it was turning me on! I slid his shorts down and his hard, nine-inch cock stood to attention. Playing hard to get, Matteo dropped to his knees and, taking my cock in his hand, started to stroke it, pulling my foreskin back more and more each time!

With my wet knob completely exposed, he ran his tongue slowly around the rim as I groaned.

"Does your wife do this?" he asked with a cheeky grin.

I shook my head. She had never actually pulled my foreskin back and probably only sucked me every couple of months.

He moved his tongue to the tip of my knob, gently running it over the very tip. I really wanted to hang onto my load this time, but didn't know how long I could. With his tongue on my knob, he slid my foreskin back over it and began to run his tongue around inside my skin. I fell back and grabbed the sheets.

"Oh fuck...I'm cumming" I screamed as he slammed his mouth down over my dick, taking my load right down his throat!

He pushed me back further onto the bed and pushed my legs back, lifting my ass up. He pushed his body in underneath me and grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands. Prying my fuck hole open with his thumbs, he dribbled my cum into my tight hole and then moved his face down into me and began to toy my rim with his tongue.

"Oh fuck!!!" I exclaimed loudly as I began to moan more and more.

My body was now his. I had nothing left in me and I let him do what he wanted to me.

Licking me deeper and deeper, he knew what I really needed...his nine-inch cock deep inside me. He wanted it too! Moving his body out from underneath me, my back went down onto the bed. Matteo pushed my legs back again and, knowing where he was going, I grabbed myself behind the knees. He rubbed his wet knob against my prepped hole, and I nearly lost it again.

Feeling a cock against my hole for the first time was the best thing I had ever experienced. As he slowly slid it in, deeper and deeper, I was in ecstasy. My eyes rolled back in my head as his cock rubbed my prostate. He fucked me slowly for what seemed like an eternity, and it was the most amazing thing I had ever felt.

Lowering my legs, he lay his body down on top of mine, as I then wrapped my legs around him. He began to kiss me and caress my body with his strong hands as he made love to me.

I could take this all night, I thought to myself. The feeling of his large cock inside me; his warm, strong hands all over my naked body; his mouth kissing my neck and shoulders; his tongue in my mouth. I didn't want him to stop.

With his body motion changing, and the pace of his thrust increasing, I could only assume he was about to orgasm and cum deep inside me.

He started to breath heavier and moan louder...

"Cazzo, sto venendo"! he yelled out and I felt the most amazing sense deep inside me.

His massive load injected deep inside my bowel, and the warmth of his semen filled my entire body. He looked me in the eye, both of us breathing heavily.

"My God, that was so amazing!" I exclaimed. "Fuck me again".

With that, he began to make love to me again...and again...and again. I lay there the entire night, as Matteo did to me whatever he wanted...whatever I needed! The more he fucked me, the more of his semen dripped from my man cunt and onto the bed. I don't know when we finished having sex, but we must have both dropped from complete exhaustion.

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A cool breeze blew across the bed, as the sun filtered through the rustling curtains. I woke, not realizing where I was, but pleasantly surprised at the gorgeous site in the bed next to me.

"Fuck" I thought to myself..."I stayed out all night". Panicked thoughts started to run through my head.

My thoughts were quickly overshadowed by the site of the hot, naked Italian guy sleeping next to me. I turned to him and ran my fingers gently down his hairy, muscular chest toward the sheet that was covering his waist. Slowly lifting the sheet back, the amazing cock that satisfied me all night lay there across his body; still impressive, whilst not even erect! I then began to notice the throbbing feeling inside my ass from being pounded all night.

I ran my finger along his shaft; slowly, back and forth, from his pubes to his head. His amazing cock started to stir, as did Matteo. He moaned as his cock became harder, and I moved into a position to take him in my mouth. I never had the chance last night, and I was so eager.

As I moved in closer, I could smell the aroma of sex on him. He fucked me so much; the smell of semen and ass were ever-present...and a complete turn-on!

Moving my head in closer, I started to run my tongue along his shaft, making Matteo stir, and I felt his hand run from my ass, up my back, to my head. He was fully erect now and I took him in my mouth. Matteo was clearly well practiced at being with guys, and I was able to suck him for ages before he blew his load in my mouth.

I swallowed every last drop.

He pulled my body over on top of his and I mounted his face, his tongue pushing deep inside my hole. I pulled his legs back and, grabbing his amazing ass cheeks, opened his hole and went for it, getting my face right into his hairy man cunt. Fuck, he smelt so good...and tasted even better!!

As we enjoyed tasting each other, there was a loud thump at the door downstairs. It sounded urgent, so I rolled off of Matteo and he went to the open balcony doors, completely naked and as hard as a rock.

"Bongiorno" Matteo called out.

...and then I heard a very familiar voice...

"I am looking for an Australian man, about 50, tall, well-built, greying hair..."

"Aren't we all?" replied Matteo, jokingly.

I liked the joke, but I was really nervous at the same time.

My son continued..."apparently he came here to have a few drinks last night, but he didn't return to the hotel. Do you think you might have seen him?"

"No, I don't recall serving an Australian man, but I will ask my staff today. But if you need a good time...come and see me!" Matteo said, winking at my son.

"Any other time I would, I mean, fuck, you're hot, but not today. Ciao" and he walked off.

Damn...my son is actually gay too!!! FUCK!!!

Matteo turned back to the bed, where I lay there on my back, naked and still hard. He climbed over the top of me and slid his ass down on top of my hard cock. As he moved up and down on me, I knew this was going to be over quickly.

I groaned...louder and louder...

"Ohhhh....fuck...I'm cumming," I cried out as I unloaded in his hot ass.

He lay down on top of me, my cock still inside of him, and we kissed.

"So, your son is gay too?" he asked.

"It seems so" I replied. "I'd better go, they are obviously worried about me. They've probably gone to the police already".

Matteo rolled off of me and I got up from the bed and found my clothes...well...most of them. I ended up going commando, as I could not find my trunks. I bent down to the bed and kissed Matteo goodbye.

"I had a great night" I said. "I wish it could have been longer".

"It could be" he replied, as he held me tight.

"I must go". And I slipped out of his hold, our hands being the last parts to touch.

I closed the door behind me and walked, but not back to the hotel. I didn't know what to do. I am gay! I have lived a lie my entire life. I headed to the river and sat down on a bench to think about what I needed to do next.

I messaged my wife to meet me at the river. When she arrived, I sat her down and told her everything. It's all I could do. I also told her that I could not return to Australia with the family and that I was going to stay in Italy.

She stood up and slapped me across the face and, looking me in the eyes, said that I needed to be the one to tell the kids, and she walked off.

With my face in my hands, I sat there crying, unsure if I had done the right thing or not. I grabbed my phone from my pocket and, looking at the screen, saw that Matteo had messaged me. I could not remember giving him my number, but I must have.

Along with a picture of him laying in bed in his ripped denim shorts, he wrote:

I have never been with a guy like you and loved every bit about last night. I want that to last forever. I will miss you. xx

As I sat there thinking about my life and what I had actually done, I found myself texting him back:

I am down by the river. Haven't gone to the Hotel. I don't know what to do.

And I left it at that, as I just sat there, face in my hands and sobbing.

I heard the sound of running feet, but did not look up. They seemed to stop near me, then I heard a familiar voice:

"Forza tesoro, andiamo a casa!" he said.

I looked up, and there was Matteo, looking hot as ever in his skinny jeans, one hand on his crotch, that other hand out for me. I reached for his hand and looked at him, unsure about what he said to me.

"Come on honey, let's go home" he said as he smiled at me.

I got up and he pulled me into his arms. We kissed passionately, our tongues deep inside each other's mouths.

I could not wait to spend every day with this man.

An original fictional, gay erotica story by @soyouthinkimstraight, @gayeroticafiction, NW,2023

All images have been removed due to Tumblr flagging, but were from the personal collection of @matteo-jeanslover and have been used by permission.

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[gayeroticafiction]

Gay Erotica Fiction

Hi guys,

Welcome to Gay Erotica Fiction. These are all stories that I have written from my sexual fantasies. I hope you enjoy them. Please comment, share or let me know what you think.

C O M I N G S O O N

Financial Package

**NEW READ** Latte lawyer

R E A D N O W

Ticket to Ride

My Night Alone

Cocktail Italiano

The New Pool Boy

The Personal Trainer

The Tradie

Find Me In The Gym Shower

Stopped By His Eyes - Part 1

First Gay Blow Job

The Rendezvous

[gayeroticafiction]

The New Pool Boy 💦

With quite a few hours of flexi-time available to me, I decided to head home from work early one afternoon. As I walked inside, I was alerted to some activity out in the back yard by the pool. I headed over to investigate further, to find a young guy in his speedos about to use our pool. One part of me was shocked that someone could just walk into your yard and use your pool. The other part was - damn...he's hot!!! I opened the door and headed out, asking him what he thought he was doing using my pool! He explained to me that he was hired by my wife to clean the pool regularly and that she said he could use it when he was done, if he wanted to.

As soon as he said this, I recalled the conversation my wife had with some of her girlfriends about the boy they use to clean their pools. He was a university student, just trying to make his way through...and he was young and hot! I told him that was not a problem and that he could enjoy using the pool as much as he wanted to - as long as he didn't mind me coming in for a swim too. I mean, what else was I to do on my afternoon off?

I headed upstairs to get into my speedos. With our bedroom having a clear view down to the pool, I watched him as he packed away the pool cleaning equipment and then slowly slip into the crystal clear, cool water. I had always been into guys (not that my wife knows) but never had the opportunity to take the plunge, so to speak. He was really getting me turned on. The water glistened on his naked torso, the site of which getting me completely hard! "Fuck boy...you're about to get that tight young ass of yours owned!! I am going to fuck that tight little virgin ass of yours so hard that you won't be able to walk", I thought to myself.

Having put my tight speedos on to try to contain things, I moved down to the pool, without taking my eyes off the pool boy. He knew I was watching him and swam playfully, showing off his young, yet athletic body. I sat down on the edge of the pool, with my legs spread apart. The pool boy slowly swam up to me and between my legs.

"You know that I'm a married man, don't you"? I asked him.

"Yes", he replied. "So how long until your wife gets home"?

"She won't be home until late this evening; she works late".

He ran his hands up my wet legs and inside my thighs, slowly placing his palm over my bulging groin.

"Then we have plenty of time" he said as he began to squeeze me gently, then slowly running his hand up and down my shaft. I watch him intently as he touches me, his gorgeous eyes never leaving my face. I lay back on the paving and he undoes my drawstring, slowly pulling my speedos down, throwing them over onto the decking. He begins to work my hard cock, pulling back my foreskin before putting his lips over my head. He felt so good. My wife hadn't sucked my cock for years, and this felt better than I ever remembered! I now realise that I am the one going to get owned!!

Pool boy worked my cock in his mouth, his tongue doing amazing things that brought me to the edge...and he knew it! My body started to pulsate as I reached orgasm. He kept going, sucking me deeper and harder the more I groaned, and my body writhed!

"Oh fuck...I'm cumming" I screamed, as I blew a huge load down his throat. After taking in all of my load, his mouth let go of my cock as my semen dribbled down his lips. And this was just the start of things. He pushed my legs back, opening up my ass. This was completely new territory for me. I'd never had anyone even consider tasting my ass. His cum-drenched tongue slowly started toying with my hole; a feeling I cannot explain, but one I enjoyed immensely. I grabbed my legs at the knees and pulled them back to my head, opening my hole more for him. His tongued entered me and I felt the warmth of his saliva and my cum getting my ass wetter. I just wanted him to fuck me right now - and he could tell by my moans!

He lifted himself out of the pool, showing off his athletic build. His cock was so hard that it was pushing his speedos away from his body. He offered me his hand and lifted me up. As I stood, he pulled me into himself, his hands grasping my tight ass cheeks and his mouth connecting with mine, our tongues intertwining.

We slowly move over to the pool lounge and he encourages me to sit down. As I do, I take hold of his speedos and slide them down, his beautiful, smooth cock standing to attention in front of my face. He grabs the back of my head and guides my mouth onto him. He tastes so good, enjoying every inch of his amazing tool as I slide my mouth back and forward on it with his assistance. I suck him for what seems like an eternity, with my hands enjoying the feel of his firm, young body. I thought he might have cum by now, but he didn't.

He pulled his cock from my mouth and pushed me back onto the lounge, opening my legs and pushing them back. I knew where this was headed and, while extremely nervous, was looking forward to it all the same. I again grabbed my legs, allowing him to control his cock as his hands firmly took hold of my ass cheeks. His thumbs widen my fuck hole. He plays with me for a while; his thumbs just toying with my pulsating hole.

Not caring how loud I was, "fuck me" I screamed.

He lined his knob up with my ass and slowly pressed it against me. That was enough to make me cum...and I did! He knew he had me, so he drove his huge cock all the way in as I screamed with pleasure. I'm sure the neighbours wondered what was going on, and part of me worried about stories getting back to my wife.

Pool boy fucked me hard, with his cock hitting the right spot with every thrust, his balls slapping against my cheeks. I shot my load a few more times while he fucked me. I could tell he was about to orgasm and fill me with his seed...and he did. I could not believe how much there was and how good it felt!

He pulled out, cleaned up his mess, starting my my fuck hole and then making his way up my body, cleaning my mess up too. He kissed me again, the taste of semen filling my mouth.

"What's your name"? I breathlessly whispered into his ear.

"Will", he replied.

"When can we do this again"?

"I'm here every Tuesday", and he got up, grabbed his gear and left. I was in total awe of his work. And here I was thinking I would own him. He was clearly a seasoned professional! Very young but loads of experience.

I lay on the pool lounge while I recovered from the session and enjoying the sun on my naked body. I later slipped into the pool to cool off. While swimming, the wife arrived home.

"I hope you weren't skinny dipping while the pool boy was here", she laughed. "How was his work"?

"He was amazing. He really knew how to handle his tools and cleaned everything thoroughly...inside and out"! I exclaimed.

I wasn't joking!

A Gay Fantasy story by @AdelaideManLover C - NW 2023

[gayeroticafiction]

The Personal Trainer

A Gay Fantasy story by @AdelaideManLover C - NW 2023

#gay fantasy

After going to the same gym for many years, I decided to try a new one that had opened closer to home. It was pretty big, and part of a big chain of gyms, so it was well-equipped. Part of the membership that I took out was a one-on-one PT session, once a week for the first six months. I thought this would be a great way to get into this new gym, hopefully meet some new people and feel a part of it.

My first couple of visits were pretty good. I got the feel for the place really well and my routines were working out well. My PT session was planned for the Wednesday of week one.

I arrived with plenty of time to spare, got my gear organised and headed to the desk to tell them I was ready for my PT Session. They told me to wait, as Mathew was just finishing off another session and would be with me soon. I was pretty pumped. I'd never had a private PT session before and I was really hoping he would put me through my paces.

A guy started to head toward me, looking like he was ready to get going, and I assumed this was Mathew. I was right, and I knew I had hit the jackpot of the PT's. He was fucking gorgeous!!! It was around about now that I realised that I probably wasn't going to be concentrating too much on my sessions, as there was too much else to check out!

Where do I start? Well, his eyes just drew me in! I could just drown staring into them. They just seemed to mesmerize me! He had the most gorgeous face which led my eyes down to his ripped body. His tight muscle tee accentuating his biceps, shoulders and chest. His short shorts leaving nothing to the imagination, with a bulge that just cried out to be caressed, sitting between his amazing legs.

I think I may have been standing there with my mouth wide opened as he introduced himself. I quickly pulled myself together as we shook hands; a beautiful, firm grip that made me feel like I was going to be looked after.

"Come this way" he said, as he led the way through the gym.

As we went, he pointed out various pieces of equipment that we would be using over our sessions; most of which I knew, but some that I had not used before. I pretended to be interested in what he was talking about, but all I could do was check out his tight ass as I walked behind him.

We arrived at a room at the back of the gym. He opened the door an we went inside, with him shutting the door behind us.

"This is our private gym, where we generally start our private, one-on-one sessions. I hope you are ok with that"?

I nodded. Fuck...how could I not be happy with that.

He latched the door. "I hate being interrupted during my sessions".

Mathew got me onto the first piece of equipment.

"Is it ok if I touch you as we start off? I like my clients to get into the best possible and safest positions for their workouts".

"I'm all good with that", I replied, as he started to adjust the equipment to my size and put my feet and hands in the correct position.

He was so strong and I just wanted him to keep touching me. The thoughts I was having had made me a little horny, and it was quite obvious. I noticed Mathew looking at my crotch, a smile on his face.

I smiled back at him, and our eyes caught each other. His hands were on my knees and, as he slid them up the inside of my thighs, said "and this is why I lock the door".

Mathew started to massage the bulge in my jock strap and I lay back and just started taking it. He just kept watching me, as I enjoyed every bit of his strong hand clearly doing what it does best.

"This is my kind of PT session", I said breathlessly.

"Mine too", came the reply. "I really like to work closely with my clients to get the best out of each session".

I smiled at him. He took his hands out of my short and stood back, starting to remove his clothes. In no time, He was standing in front of me in nothing but his Pump jock strap. I was beyond hard by now. I needed this guy in me...and now!!!

After giving me the strip show, Mathew headed back over to me and straddled me as I sit back on the equipment. His hands slid my singlet up and off my body, while he brought his lips down on my nipple. I groaned, as I placed a hand on the back of his head, feeling every move he made. My other hand made its way down his ripped back; the feel of his tight muscles getting me so aroused I felt I could blow my load. But I controlled myself.

I moved both hands down to his tight ass cheeks. Grabbing them both firmly, I pulled his almost naked body into mine and he moved his head up and started to kiss me passionately. Our tongues moved vigorously within each others mouths. I wanted his tongue all over me...and in me!

Mathew moved back, and slid my shorts down at the same time. Seated at my feet, he bent forward, running his nose and lips up and down my stiff, jock covered rod.

"You smell amazing". He grabbed my jock waste band and slid it down, my cock coming to attention in his face. Mathew wasted no time, grabbing my shaft in his hand, while placing his mouth over the end. His warm mouth engulfed my eight inches and he worked it like a PT should! Within minutes I was edging and he knew he was going to be drinking my load. He kept going...and going...and going...

"FUCK...I'm cumming" I screamed, as I unloaded down his throat.

The look in his eyes, and the smile on that mouth that was still wrapped around my cock, showed me that he enjoyed every bit of it.

He unlatched himself from me and stood up, removing his jock strap. His cock was perfect...not too big...not to small...uncut...reasonably fat...and veiny. At this point I didn't care where that nice looking rod ended up, as long as it was in me!

Mathew grabbed my legs and pushed them back. His muscular body rippling with every move. He leaned forward and started to rim my hole. As he got deeper, I felt the cum from his mouth getting me wetter and wetter. His tongue was so deep in me by now, and his noises showed how much he was enjoying every mouthful of my ass.

"Mathew...fuck me...I need you in me now", I exclaimed.

He wasted no time in obliging, filling me with that beautiful rod that I had been admiring. He pumped me for the rest of the session, with his strong arms holding my ankles for the entire time, the feeling of that amazing cock inside me something that I will never forget.

After blowing his load deep inside me, Mathew withdrew his cock and got his tongue back into action. After doing a thorough clean, he ran his tongue up my sweating body and shared what he had with me. I wrapped my legs around his naked, sweat covered body and held him in tight while we kissed.

"That's the end of our session", he whispered in my ear.

"Same time again next week"? I asked.

"Yep, for the next six months", he said, smiling.

He stood up, and I watched as he dressed. I dressed too and we walked out of that private room knowing we had had the most intense workout session.

As we left, he slipped me his card.

"That's my mobile number", he smiled. "I work after hours too", he said quietly.

I smiled back. "See you next week", and we parted ways.

After our session I felt invigorated. There was a treadmill available, so thought I might as well get some energy out going for a run. I hit the treadmill and went hard for a good half an hour, working up a heavy sweat. The whole time all I could think of was the way Mathew fucked me, with the feeling of his load still inside me.

I sat down for a bit to cool down, before grabbing my bag and heading to the locker room for a shower and change of clothes. As soon as I walked into the locker room, there was Mathew, in all his naked glory, wiping himself dry after a shower. I stopped dead still and just stared at him. He stood up, looking me straight in the eyes, smiling. His flaccid cock became hard so quickly, and I felt myself stirring too. He motioned toward an empty shower cubicle and made his way over to it. I undressed in the open locker room, in full view of Mathew, as he stroked his cock. I made my way into the cubicle and shut the door, just as a group of men came into the locker room.

Mathew put his hand around my waist and pulled me into him. The feel of his mouth against mine and our tongues intertwining got me so horny. I wanted him to fuck me again...and hard! He pushed me against the cold terrazzo wall, a shiver running up my body, as he pressed himself firmly against me. I caressed his beautiful, naked body as he kissed me and started to kiss my neck.

His hand moved down between our bodies, where are cocks were pressing firmly against each other. He moved back enough for our full erections to stand and grabbed both cocks in his firm hand, slowly moving his hand back and forward.

I enjoyed this for a few minutes before whispering in his ear, "fuck me!"

He quickly obliged, running his strong hand further down my leg and behind my knee. He lifted my leg and ran his other hand between my legs, his finger finding its place in my fuck hole. I moaned in his ear as he breathed sensually against mine.

Slowly, his hand moved from my ass to my other knee and, with every muscle in his body, lifted my legs up and back against the wall. With my ass opened wide, he guided his hard upright cock inside my already lubed ass, my moans getting louder as he stretched my hole again.

I reached up and grabbed the top of the cubicle wall, allowing Mathew to concentrate on pounding me, rather than holding me up.

He started to kiss my neck vigorously. I was oblivious to him leaving his mark!

"Come back to my place tonight" he whispered in my ear.

"I'm married" I exclaimed.

"Fuck, no way!" his eyes widening. "That is so sexy and really turns me on" he said, as he started pounding me hard.

"Oh GOD!!!" I yelled. I didn't really care who heard. It felt so good. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling my body in tight with his. "You feel so good in me."

I felt his body tighten as he began to reach orgasm.

"Fuck man...breed me now!"

Mathew obliged, unleashing another huge load inside of me. The warmth of his cum filling me deep.

Mathew looked me in the eyes, "Oh man, your ass is so tight. I'd have to say you are the best fuck I've ever had!"

I smiled back at him. "You're the only guy I've ever been with."

"So, you've never been with a guy?" he asked, smiling cheekily.

I smiled at him and he knew he was my first. He pulled out of me as I dropped my legs from around him. He reached for the faucet and turned on the shower. We hopped under together, washing each other clean.

As I lathered up his wet, rippling body, my hands making there way down to his hard rod, I began to stroke him. I dropped to my knees, the aroma of sex and soap filling my senses. It turned me on so much that I could do nothing but take his full cock in my mouth. He groaned as I did, and placed his hand on the back of my head, guiding me back and forward, knowing it was the first time I had tasted cock. I sucked him for what seemed like an eternity, but every minute was exhilarating. Eventually, he blew his load in my mouth and I swallowed every last drop. I stood up and he began to passionately kiss me again.

"Will you wife be wondering why you are so long at the gym?" he asked.

"No. She's a nurse and working the late shift tonight. Won't be home for a couple more hours. She wouldn't even know I've been to the gym." I replied.

"That's good. Maybe we can plan our sessions for when she has the night shift" he suggested.

I smiled, as I reached over and turned off the water. We headed out of the cubicle together, our cocks still hard, the eyes of those in the locker room fixed on the place all the noise was coming from. There were a few smiles, and we just looked at each other, with grins from ear to ear. We dried off, got dressed and openly and passionately kissed each other goodbye.

"Call me," Mathew said as he left the locker room.

I smiled as he left, not believing the evening I had just experienced. I just wanted more. I sat on the bench and got out Mathew's business card, putting his number into my phone. I couldn't help myself and started to message him. At the risk of getting caught by my wife, I wrote:

"Thanks for an amazing time. I can still feel your cock inside of me. Can't wait to meet up again. Can we fit something in before our next session?"

He replied straight away:

"Just let me know when you're free. You were amazing. Look forward to the next time. BTW, sorry about the hickey on your neck!"

I went to the mirror. How the fuck am I going to explain that massive love bite to my wife!!!

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The Tradie

The time had come to order myself a new kitchen. The old one had become very tired and worn out. Nothing worked and it was driving me crazy. The cabinetmaker, Ethan, came around for a quote and let's just say, I didn't really hear a word he said! He was fucking gorgeous. I couldn't take my eyes of his gorgeous ass in those tight pants as he measured up. By the way he flexed his muscles as he measured, I am sure it was all for my benefit. He knew he had me hooked. He went through the options with me and drew up the plans right there in front of me. I was happy with whatever he did, because I was mesmerized!

"It will be a two month wait" was all I heard.

What the fuck...two months before he heads back again! Well, I guess a guy like that is happy toying with you and leave you thinking he's going to give you something!

The two months past and Ethan rang me to let me know my cabinets were ready for installation and can we lock in a date. I had never got my calendar open so quick!

"We can do it this week, if that suits?" he said. "How about Friday?"

"Suits me perfectly", I replied. "I'll have the old kitchen ripped out ready. See you early Friday morning."

"Only problem is...." and my stomach churned... "it will only be me, as my off-sider is on leave this week. I may need you to help out."

Almost over-zealously, I replied, "No problem. Happy to do whatever you need done."

Ethan arrived early on the Friday morning. My wife had gone to work and the house was quiet. He was looking even hotter than the first day I saw him, this time wearing jeans and just a Hi-Viz vest. Now I know the weather was warm, but the open vest was clearly there as a turn-on!! It was amazing how quickly the new cabinets got installed.

As he finished up, he asked if I could go out to his van to get something. Upon my return, I walked in to see his hot naked ass hanging out of his jeans.

"Holy fuck" I exclaimed, almost blowing my load in my shorts!

"You know you've been wanting it mate. I've kept you hanging for two months, so hopefully you're ready to go hard" he said as he looked around with a cheeky grin.

And go hard was what I was ready for. In fact, instantly hard was what I was the moment I saw that gorgeous ass.

I got down on my knees, grabbed his ass cheeks and opened up his fuck hole, getting my tongue deep inside his smooth, tight crack. He tasted so good. He had clearly planned for all of this to happen; with his colleague away, my wife at work, hanging me out for so long, wearing just the vest. And work it did!!

"Fuck, that feels good...Oh God...get that tongue deeper...oh fuck yeah!!!"

He was loving every bit of the rimming I gave him. I slid his jeans down some more and ran my hand inside his jockstrap. His cock was large and wet. His balls also large and smooth. I ran my hand up and down his shaft, taking more of his precum onto my hand with every stroke

"Fuck me...."he said.

I was so hard and ready to pound his tight little ass. I stood up and took of my t-shirt, followed by my shorts and trunks. My hard cock stood to attention, with precum hanging from my foreskin, which put a huge grin on Ethan's face.

"Oh fuck that cock looks amazing!" He was eager to get pounded. "Fuck man, get it in me!!!"

Ethan couldn't wait. Neither could I for that matter. I ran my hard cock against his smooth crack, allowing my precum to wet him some more. Sliding my skin back, I teased his tight, puckered hole, adding some spit for a bit more lubrication.

"Oh...fuck man...that feels good...fuck me now man...I need you in me!"

I obliged, sliding my hard, wet cock deep into his tight hole. I somehow didn't think this would take long. I was super horny, and he had been driving me crazy, looking so fucking sexy all day...and his ass was super tight.

Grabbing his hips, I pounded him hard, my balls slapping against him, the sound of my wet cock sliding in and out of him, his moaning.

Within a matter of minutes I was reaching orgasm. I had never fucked anything so tight. He knew I was about to blow my load, and just started to encourage me...

"Oh fuck man...breed me...I need that load deep inside me...come on man...fuck yeah...."

The more he spoke, the hornier I got.

"FUCK...I'm cumming," I yelled, as I forced my cock deep inside of him, unloading a few days worth of saved up cum in him.

Ethan looked back at me, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy.

"Oh god that is amazing" he said with a huge smile. "That is the first time I've been fucked by a guy. In fact, this is the first time I've been with a guy"

I didn't know whether to believe him or not. But judging by how tight his fuck hole was, I was certainly edging on believing him.

I slid my cock out, which was closely followed by my seed running down the inside of his legs. I quickly got in there and cleaned him up with my tongue.

"Get up on the bench" I said.

Ethan hopped up on the bench, his wet ass leaving a nice mess on my new bench top. I pulled off his jeans and jockstrap. He laid back, supporting himself on his elbows so he could watch, his vest opening more to reveal his well-built torso. His body was incredible! I grabbed his hard, wet cock and started to suck him. I knew that, if this was his first time, I'd be getting a mouthful pretty soon.

He didn't disappoint! His moaning and body movements getting me hornier. I went harder, stroking his cock as I sucked him and fingering his very wet hole.

"OH GOD...FUCKKKKK...I'm cumming!" he screamed, as he grabbed my head and pulled me in to him, filling my throat with mis semen and making me gag.

He tasted so good and I swallowed every drop.

"Fuck man, that was incredible. I have never felt anything so amazing" he said.

I stood up and he moved back so I could climb on top of him. He wrapped his legs around me and our sweaty bodies melded together. He pulled me in to his face and we started to kiss. The taste of his cum now passing back to him.

"I'm not sure how I can go back to my girlfriend now" he whispered into my ear.

"She doesn't need to know mate. It can be our secret. In fact, I am happy if you wanted to meet more regularly for some secret sex! You know where I live. Just message and I'll let you know if the wife's out."

He smiled at me, "I'd like that...a lot!!"

"Me too" I said, as we separated and cleaned up. I didn't think it would be long before he messaged me.

Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.

[gayeroticafiction]

Fnd me in the Gym Shower

So I had been checking this guy out at the gym for ages. He was damn hot and I couldn't keep me eyes off of him. I think he knew it too. But just couldn't work out if he was gay or not. We would tend to follow each other around. Not sure if it was just a coincidence or not.

One evening, while we were both at the gym, I decided to see if he was on Snapchat. Well...it wasn't hard to find him. Started following him and his Tumblr blog too. Almost instantly, he started following me.

I went home, feeling like I had worked out well, but happy knowing that he was interested too.

Things moved pretty quickly from there. A few days later, he posted on his Tumblr blog, "find me in the gym shower", with the addition of a few pics, clearly taken in our gym shower. Well, if that wasn't an invitation, I don't know what is! The next time I am at the gym, I was certainly going to be on the lookout for him.

I was a pretty regular gym attender. The guys there always knew when I was in, and also knew when I skipped a day. The next day I went to the gym at my normal time and my eyes went directly to him. He was on the treadmill. Fuck, he could run. His short running shorts, with the splits up the sides, didn't really hide much. Neither did his muscle singlet, revealing the side of his torso well down to his waist. He was dripping in sweat, which kind of turned me on.

I moved to some equipment not far from him, hoping he would see me when he finished his run. He did, and he moved to the equipment almost directly opposite me. He sat, had a drink, and rested for a bit. He knew I was there but was clearly and deliberately teasing me by not looking my way.

As I worked out, I kept watching him, hoping to make that all-important eye contact. He started his upper-body workout, his arms lifting, revealing his sweaty, hairy pits. Fuck...don't go hard on me now cock...it's just a little too public out here. He did a set and, that was the moment...his eyes locked with mine. I smiled. He smiled back and winked, as he looked down to his groin, the leg of his shorts gaping. His sweaty, white briefs stood out, as did what was held in them. I was instantly hard and leaking.

One set...that's all he did, as he got up, looked at me, grabbed his crotch and bit his lip. That's all I needed. I knew he was heading to the locker room. I gave him a bit of time, so it did not look obvious I was following him. He rounded the corner, out of site. That was my cue. I got up and headed his direction.

When I got to the locker room, it was unusually quiet. In fact, not a soul in there. I could hear a shower running. I walked around the corner into the shower area. There he stood, straight ahead, in the open shower area, in just his white briefs, water running down his body. His wet briefs showcasing his gorgeous cock.

As I walked in, I began to undress, placing my sweaty clothes on the benches. He turned off the water and walked in the direction of the private shower cubicles. I took off my jock and left that on top of my clothes, noticing the very wet patch left from my leaking cock.

I walked into the shower cubicle and shut the door behind me. He smiled at me and reached for my very hard tool. His strong hand grasped it and he pulled me into him. Our lips locked and we began to kiss each other passionately. After a few moments, I moved my mouth from his and made my way down his body. Even though he was wet, I could still smell the aroma of his workout, which turned me on so much.

As I got down on my knees, I grasped the top of his soaking wet briefs, slowly lowering them, whilst running my lips along his veiled shaft. As his briefs got lower, I began to bury my face in his hair, moving my mouth slowly toward the base of his cock. I slid his briefs to the ground and took his rod in my mouth. The smell...the taste...the feel of him...FUCK...this is what I had been fantasizing about since I first saw him.

He grabbed the back of my head and slowly guided me back and forward. He and I were both in ecstasy. I looked up at his face and could see how much he was enjoying what I was giving to him. I was also enjoying what he was giving to me...and I was about to enjoy it even more.

With some short groans, I knew he was about to release his load. He grasped my head even firmer and with a deep, firm thrust, unloaded a sack full of semen down my throat. I could barely breath. My face was pushed right up against his fury groin, and my throat and mouth was full of cum. I gagged, spilling some of his semen over his fur and balls, as well as around my face.

He pulled me off of him and I gasped for breath. Fuck, that was amazing. I wanted to go again, but also wanted to go further with this guy. Looking up at him, I grabbed his hips and directed him to turn around, at which he very willingly obliged.

As he turned his back to me, he automatically lent forward and putting his arm up against the wall, resting his head on his arm, while lifting his leg and putting his knee up on the side wall of the cubicle.

"Fuck man, your ass is amazing" I said as I moved my hands onto his ass cheeks, placing my thumbs into his hot, wet ass crack.

Without hesitation, my face pushed deep into his crack, as I took a deep breath and got a load of his moist ass fur. The feel...the smell...the taste...fuck, I was so horny and dripping like crazy. My tongue explored his amazing fuck hole, as he moaned approvingly.

He looked back over his shoulder.

"Fuck, that is so fucking good...oh god...fuck", he moaned.

I reached one hand between his legs and grasped his balls in my hand, clutching his hanging scrotum between my thumb and finger, and down firmly. He clearly enjoyed this, as his moaning increased.

"Fuck me" he said.

Without hesitation, I stood up and, grabbing my rock-hard cock, slid my foreskin back to reveal the soaking wet knob. I moved in toward his prepped ass and pressed my knob up against his pussy. He clearly enjoyed it as I rubbed my pre-cum around his rim, before slowly driving my rod into him.

If others in the locker room didn't know what was going on in this cubicle yet, they did now. As I drove my cock its full length into him, he groaned loudly...

"FUUUUCCCKKKKK!!!!!" he said loudly. "That feels so fucking good".

I slowly and steadily slid my cock in and out. I always like to start fucking my guys slowly and build up. I pulled my cock all the way back, until my knob was only just inside him, before slowly pushing deep into him again.

Moving my hand up around his shoulder, I pulled his body back against mine, as I started to drive my cock that little but faster. I clasped my hand around his neck, as I began to bite on his ear. He was breathing and moaning heavily, and I began to squeeze tighter on his throat. As I slowly increased the pressure, his gasps for breath and change of his face color, told me he was reaching a point of orgasm.

With my other hand, I reached around and grabbed his hard cock. I continued to pound his ass, while stroking his rod and squeezing his throat. His body went limp as he let out a huge load all over the cubicle wall, while I, almost simultaneously, blew my load deep inside him. I let go of his throat, and he gulped a deep breath in; the color returning to his face.

As he recovered, he looked back at me, my cock still inside of him...

"Do you fuck your wife like that?" he asked with shortened breath.

"Never...and how do you know I'm married?

"I may have stalked you a bit" he said. "Lay down on the floor".

I lay down on the cold, wet tiles, my cock standing to attention, as he straddled my face and pulled his ass wide open. I could not resist his wet, furry pussy and quickly got my tongue into his pulsing sphincter. As I drove my tongue deep into him, he lent forward and took the full length of my cock into his mouth. It wasn't long before I was unloading in him again.

With a mouth full of my semen, he grabbed my legs behind my knees and pulled them back, opening up my cunt. He gently touched my pussy, while slowly dribbling my semen onto my hole and feeding it in.

"Oh fuck" I cried out, as I tried to concentrate on rimming his amazing ass. That didn't last long, as his finger entered me deeper.

Almost paralysed, I lay there and enjoyed everything he did to me. He opened me up wide and got his face right into my hole. I felt the warmth of my own semen dripping into me.

"Fuck me"!!!

He stood up and moved down between my legs. Pushing my knees right back, his massive, hard cock slid easily into my well-lubed fuck hole!

"OH GOD" I cried out with utter extasy, as he drove his cock slowly in and out. I tried to grab whatever I could, as I rolled my head back. I held on tightly to the bottom of the door, which rattled as he thrust himself into me. With that, and my loud groaning, I bet there was some guys chatting in the locker room!

His pounding became harder and faster, as he reached climax. The look in his eyes told me he was about to cum deep inside me.

Without a word, he unloaded and I felt the warmth of his cum fill my hole.

I smiled at him. "Fuck, that was so good!"

But I could tell he wasn't finished. Pulling out, he motioned me onto my knees. On all fours, he grabbed my hips and easily ploughed my hole again.

Hard and fast, his hanging, wet balls slapped against me, as his cock drove deep inside my very wet man cunt. I could feel his cum running down my legs. I moaned again, as I dropped my head onto the tiled floor. He never said much while fucking me, but I could always tell when he was going to fill me. Loading my ass again, he just kept fucking me.

I lost count after probably his fourth load in me. He was an absolute fuck machine and kept pounding me! Every so often he would change position, driving his cock into me deeper every time. By the end of our session, I was absolutely wrecked and laying in the corner of the shower cubicle.

He stood up, grabbed his briefs, opened the door and looked back and winked at me, walking out completely naked and with the hardest cock I have ever seen, leaving the door wide open.

It took me a good ten minutes to recover. Fuck, my ass was sore! But I would do it all over again.

I got up and walked out to the locker room. There were a couple of guys in the shower area, who looked at me and smiled. I went to my gear on the bench. Looking down at my jock, I noticed there was something on it...a mobile number written in black pen...with a small load of cum.

That horny fucker...he wants more...and I was willing to give it to him.

After I got dressed, I rang the number and he answered straight away.

"I wondered how long it would be before you called! I'll send you my address. The boyfriends out tonight, can you get away from the wife?" he asked.

"I'll be there soon" I said, my cock stirring in my pants again.

I'm sure my wife won't miss me for another couple of hours. She knows I enjoy long gym sessions!

[gayeroticafiction]

STOPPED BY HIS EYES!

PART ONE

A gay erotic fiction story.

Prequal to My Night Alone

As a successful financial adviser, I travelled regularly between Adelaide and Melbourne. My big clients were in Melbourne, so I would drive over early on a Monday, seeing various clients in the country on the way, and then spend a week meeting with the big clients in Melbourne. My wife would stay in Adelaide. She was a surgeon, so was pretty busy.

The drive was always good. Normally about 7 hours, but my trips were always broken up with the stops on the way. It was a time to clear my head. And I always enjoyed my alone time in Melbourne.

But this time was different. I was heading into the city on the freeway, the AMG purring along very nicely, when I saw the red and blue flashing lights behind me.

"Fuck", I said out loud, as I pulled over three lanes and onto the edge of the freeway.

I turned off the engine and put the window down, as I watched the motorcycle cop dismount his bike.

Damn, he has a nice ass in those leather pants, I thought to myself. What the fuck was I thinking...I have never looked at another woman like that, let alone another man! Fuck Alex, are you turning gay? I questioned myself.

He removed his helmet, grabbed his notebook and proceeded to my vehicle.

"Afternoon sir" he said. "Nice car".

As he crouched down to the window, I was taken by his gorgeous eyes...damn, they were mesmerizing! I tried not to stare at him, but it was hard to resist.

"Do you know what speed you were doing along this stretch of road sir?" he asked with a smile.

"I'm not sure, but I know it wasn't slow!" I replied.

"163 kilometers per hour...the speed limit here is 110. And you changed lanes without an indicator!" he said. "Could I see your license please?"

"Sorry officer" I replied, as I got my license out of my wallet. "This car does tend to want to go faster, and the indicator malfunctioned on the trip over. I had a warning come up on the dash about an hour ago. I am going to get that checked tomorrow at Mercedes". I just started nervous blabbering, in awe of his amazing eyes.

"By the way, have you ever been told that you have the most amazing eyes" I added...

...What the fuck did you just say to him? Are you coming onto him? He's a cop for fuck-sake!!

"I have been told that...a number of times" he replied, with a smile.

He stood up and I just happened to be at eye level with his crotch.

FUCK!!! How big is his bulge!!! Oh, here I go again...down the gay track!!! Would you fucking stop it, man!!!

He began to write out my ticket, as I stared at his crotch. He ripped the ticket off the pad, neatly folded it in half and handed it to me with my license.

"Now slow down. This is a busy stretch of road this time of the day, and we don't want anyone getting hurt or killed" he said. "Have a good evening", and he walked back to his bike.

I watched for a bit, as he mounted his bike. I put the ticket on the passenger seat with the pile of client folders, started the car and left. I didn't think any more of the ticket, but thought about the hot cop a lot. Maybe I actually was gay! But I have never had these sorts of feelings in my life.

I headed my way into the city, took the turn off the freeway to head into South Yarra, where we had an apartment. It wasn't long before I was pulling into my park, grabbing all my gear from the car and heading up to my second home.

Piling everything onto the dining table, I moved over to the windows and looked out over the view. It was now dusk, and the city was well-lit. I had views across the entire city, from the MCG right across to St Kilda. I always felt at home whenever I stood in this room.

I went and got changed into my gym clothes and hit the gym for a couple of hours. I needed to do something physical after sitting most of the day. I loved exercise, and never went a day without a workout.

On returning to the apartment, I hit the shower and got cleaned up, ready to go and get a bight to eat down the road. I was spoilt for choice in this location, but always ate healthy. It was getting on 9pm, so didn't want anything too heavy.

I grabbed some dinner to take away and returned to look at the work piled on the table. Looks like a working dinner, I thought to myself!

Opening my laptop, I start to finalise todays work and plan for tomorrow. It was about 10.30pm and I was getting through things, when I found the infringement notice. Oh fuck, that's right...wonder how much that is going to be? I thought to myself.

Unfolding the infringement notice I got the shock of my life...and it wasn't the cost of the fine. The cop had written his mobile number and a note...

I finish at 11. Call me. Brad.

Fuck...what do I do? This is not me...I am not into guys...am I? Do I want to call him? Will he find my number and call me? He has my details. Surely, he wouldn't do that, he's a professional, right?

All these thoughts flew around inside my head. I did not know what to do. It was almost 11. Should I call him? I pushed my chair back from the table, got up and started pacing the room.

I was in total confusion...then I started seeing his eyes. Fuck, they were amazing. Everything I saw of him just flooded back into my mind and I felt my heart pound in my chest and my cock stirring in my pants.

I picked up my phone and put his number in. On pressing the call button, I immediately hung up. I don't think I should! I thought.

But then again...maybe I should. It might be worth the experience. He was damn hot for a guy!

It was about ten past the hour and I called again. He immediately answered...

"I was hoping you would call" he said, his beautiful soft voice calming my nervousness. "How are you?

"Good, thanks. You?" I replied with the small talk.

"Hope you don't mind I didn't record a fine for you." he said.

"Not at all...I was quite shocked...literally" I replied.

"Do you want to catch up for a drink?" he asked.

"Sure. Now? I am in South Yarra" I replied, almost too hastily.

"Great. That's on my way home. Can be there in about 10, if that suits?" he answered, excitedly.

"Yeah, that would be great. There's a cool little pub around the corner from me. I'll send the address. Meet you there. It's a nice night. I might get a seat outside."

"Amazing. See you in about ten minutes." He hung up.

My stomach started to churn. What the fuck have I done? Do I not go? Do I go? I can't leave him stranded? Am I really hooking up with a guy? No...it's just a drink. We might just end up mates.

I tidied myself up, put on some aftershave and walked down the road. I took the liberty of ordering a couple of beers, and grabbed a seat out on the sidewalk.

It wasn't long before I heard the distinctive sound of a Triumph motorbike. They had always been a favorite of mine. I turned around to see the hot cop getting off his bike. Damn...if I thought he was hot in his uniform, seeing him in skinny jeans and tight T, he was sex on legs. Fuck...my cock got instantly hard. Maybe I am gay!

I stood up as he approached. Holding out my hand, he returned the gesture and we shook hands; his grip firm and reassuring.

"Hi, I'm Alex" I said,, nervously.

"Yeah...I know". We both laughed. "I'm Brad" he said.

We sat down and I offered him the beer, which he accepted. We chatted and, after the initial nervousness, really started to get to know each other. We talked work, fitness, food, beer, wine, even family...to some extent. He was a great guy to chat with and spend time with, and we had so much in common. And then it came...

"Do you want to come up to my apartment?" I asked. FUCK...really...you're going there? I asked myself.

"Yeah, that'd be nice" he smiled at me.

"Ride your bike around the corner. The multistory there is my apartment building. Pull up at the entrance to the car park and I will come down with you. I have a spare park".

He mounted his bike and I headed off around the corner. At the car park, he told me to hop on the back. I did, wrapping my legs around his hips and placing my hands on his waist. I hope that didn't come across as too familiar. As I was not wearing a helmet, I could smell that he must have showered when he knocked off work. He smelt so good.

He saw my AMG and I indicated for him to pull into the park next to it. We dismounted the bike and I lead him to the lift, which we rode to the top floor.

As we entered my apartment, he was impressed by the view.

"Fuck" he said..."What a view".

We moved over to the windows, opened the door to the balcony and moved over to the railing. As I stood there, he moved in behind me, placing his hands on my waist, his body against mine and his lips against my neck. I felt his cock press against my buttocks.

I moved my head sideways, allowing him to kiss me up and down the neck. I breathed out a deep breath. His grip on me was firm, but sensual. He knew I was nervous, but did his best to alleviate that.

He slid my T-shirt up and over my head and dropped it to the ground. God, am I really letting this happen? He pressed his ripped body firmly against my back and grabbed my chest in both hands, kissing my neck from side to side as I moaned. Although he held me firmly, I turned around in his arms and we looked at each other directly in the eyes. Damn...those eyes!!! We began to kiss each other, our tongues diving deeply into each other's mouths, as he grabbed the back of my head. I grabbed the bottom of his tight T-shirt and lifted it over his head.

This kiss was nothing like I had ever experienced. It was sensual, romantic, erotic, I just didn't want to stop. And it didn't...we were happy just to kiss each other. He tasted incredible. Our hands started to investigate each other's bodies. As his hands moved down my body, I began to get that nervous feeling in my stomach again. Is he going to go further? Do I want more? Fuck yes...I want more!!

Grabbing the elastic of my shorts, he slid them down over my hips and they dropped to the floor, allowing him to take hold of my trunk-covered ass in both of his hands and pull me in tight.

He whispered in my ear, "is this alright?"

"Yes."

Moving down my body, he kissed every part of me, stopping at the top of my trunks. He looked up at me and I smiled at him, giving him the permission he was looking for to drop my trunks. I smiled back and he slowly pulled my trunks down. I was so hard, and my cock bounced out directly in front of me, dripping pre-cum down his facial hair.

Firmly, he grabbed my hard rod and started to stroke it. I knew it wouldn't be long before he had cum all over his face.

"Suck me" I said quickly, to which he obliged, taking my full rod into his warm, wet mouth.

I grabbed the balcony railing and groaned loudly as he held my hips and slid his mouth back and forth on me. Within minutes I could feel an orgasm on its way.

"Fuck, stop, I'm gonna cum" I pleaded with him. He didn't stop, and took my full load deep in his throat.

He stood up and we both smiled at each other as we started to kiss again. I had never tasted my own semen before, let alone my semen coming out of another man's mouth. Fuck, it was so hot, as he pushed is tongue deep inside my mouth.

Aware of the noise we were making, and the fact that sound travelled on these balconies', I suggested we move inside. He grabbed me behind the legs and lifted me, allowing me to wrap my legs around his body and my arms to grip his muscular back.

We moved inside, but didn't get far. Stopping in the living room, he gently pushed me backwards onto the sofa. He gently laid me down on my back, my naked body against the cold leather, his full body weight pressing down on me. Fuck...where is he going? I'm not sure I want this! Do I want this?

As we kissed passionately, he opened my legs and pushed them back, opening up my ass. Sliding his body back, he ran his tongue the entire length of my cock, down my balls and between my legs, coming to rest in my ass crack.

"Oh fuck!" I exclaimed, as I grabbed what I could of the sofa.

The feeling of his tongue touching my ass was something else. I wanted it...and so did he!

Brad continued to lick my hole, slowly opening me up more and more and driving his tongue deeper into me. My body was completely at his mercy. I had never, ever, felt like this during sex before. I now knew I wanted him to go all the way!

"Let's go to the bedroom" I suggested.

He stood up and took my hand, assisting me to my feet. I guided him into the bedroom, where I sat down on the bed and pulled him toward me by his belt. Undoing his belt, I felt his firm grip on the back of my head and his fingers moving through my hair. I undid his zip and noticed that he liked to go commando...he also liked to keep everything very clean, being freshly shaven.

I could not believe I was doing this, but I slid his tight jeans down and lent back, in awe of his amazing physique.

"Fuck, you look incredible" I told him, as a looked his amazingly ripped body up and down. I was completely overwhelmed by the size of his cock, gulping loudly as I looked at it and took it in my hand.

He smiled at me, grabbed my hands and lifted me off the bed. He pulled his jeans off completely and we moved in close to each other, as we studied and touched each other's naked bodies.

We began to kiss passionately again for a while, and then he lowered me back down to the bed. With my legs wrapped around his now naked body, our hard cocks pressed firmly against each other.

"Can I make love to you" he asked gently..

Oh god, I'm not sure I want this! Do I? Yes, I do!

"Yes" I whispered in his ear.

"Do you have anything I can use as lube" he asked.

"There should be some massage oil in the drawer" I replied, as he reached over, opened the drawer and got out the bottle of oil, as his ripped body flexed above me.

Moving back between my legs, he dribbled the oil down my balls, onto my perinium, which ran into my ass, which he then fingered into me as I groaned. I had never felt anything so good.

After stretching my hole with a couple of oiled fingers, he moved back and started to massage the oil onto his hard, huge rod. Watching this actually scared me. What are you getting yourself into? Is this going to hurt? Maybe it will feel good! Fuck, I am so scared right now!

Grabbing me firmly behind the knees and pushing my legs back, he pressed his hard, oily knob against my hole. His cock was so hard that he didn't even need to use his hands to guide it. Just the feel of it touching my rim almost made me cum...and I knew it wouldn't be long before I did when he started fucking me.

Pressing firmly into my body, I let out a loud moan as his head entered my tight, virgin manhole. The pain I felt brought a tear to my eyes, as I reached out either side of me and grabbed the sheets, or whatever I could find to hold onto, and arched my back as much as I could to alleviate the pain.

"Is this ok" Brad asked, caringly.

"Yes," I answered quietly, but breathing heavily. "Take it easy on me" I pleaded.

He grabbed the oil and poured a little more onto his dick and my hole, while slowly pressing his huge rod into me. Grabbing the bedsheets and ripping them from the bed, I began to cry uncontrollably. The pain was intense, as the girth of his cock spread my very tight hole wide apart.

"Should I stop?" he quietly asked as he stopped thrusting into me, "does it hurt too much?"

"No...don't stop" I pleaded with him. I was actually enjoying it, despite the intense pain. "It's not just ..." I stopped mid-sentence..."it's just...I've never been with anyone other than my wife. She is the only person I have ever been intimate with. Am I a bad person?" I asked, ashamed of what I was doing.

With his dick deep inside me, he lay down on top of me and took me in a loving embrace as he listened to me.

"We were childhood sweethearts." I began to tell him more about myself, as he listened intently. "It wasn't until High School that we really fell in love. We began uni straight after school, and couldn't live without each other, so got married when we were twenty. The early days were hard, but we got through our degrees, and moved on to bigger, better things. That's why I spend so much time over here now, but I still madly love my wife. I just feel like I have made a mistake" I blurted out.

"You are not a bad person...and you have not made a mistake...we have fallen for each other, there is nothing you can do about that...just let it happen. She won't know anything about us", he reassured me.

I looked into those damn amazing eyes, and he had me again. Wrapping my legs around him, I whispered in his ear...

"Fuck me!!"

With nothing else to say, he began to pound my hole, with my legs wrapped around him, slowly at first, but increasing the intensity as we went on. I felt myself loosening up and began to thoroughly enjoy the experience. I enjoyed it so much that my cock exploded a number of times between our tightly pressed abdomens.

After a number of hours of passionate love making, and a very wet and sore ass, he pulled out of me and we just lay naked on the bed, cuddling and kissing.

"Are you ok?" he asked, with such care in his voice.

"Better than I've ever been" I replied, smiling at him.

Feeling really comfortable and protected in his arms, I went off to sleep dreaming about what tomorrow might hold.

An original fictional, gay erotica story by @soyouthinkimstraight, 2023

All images are from Tumblr and deemed public property. Message me if any of these are your property and you want them removed

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Fact...not fiction!!

First Gay Blow Job!!

So how was your first gay blow job?

Tell us about it in the replies!

Mine was a Grindr hookup about 2 years ago.... also, how my wife found out!! Been on the app for a little while and just testing waters. Got chatting with a 25-year-old Latino guy who lived near where I worked. I had a bit of time free one afternoon, we agreed on a blow and go, so he came and picked me up. As we drove, he could tell I was super horny, but also really nervous. He rubbed my hard cock through my pants and told me not to be nervous. He was loving it! I was loving it! I said it was my first time. He had lots of experience! We got to a quiet parking lot near my work and put the visor on the windshield for some privacy. He asked me to take my pants down and he was surprised at how fit I was for my age. He squeezed me through my CK's, and I was getting pretty wet. He slid my CK's down and he couldn't wipe the smile off his face, as he stared at my uncut cock! He took hold of my hard cock and slowly started stroking it. He asked if my skin pulled all the way back (I didn't know this was a turn on, but I said it did). He gladly slid my skin back and started to lick my very wet head. He couldn't get enough! Slowly he dropped his mouth over my head and then down my shaft, moving up and down with the action of his hand. I put my hand on his head and grabbed the back of my seat behind my head with the other. I started to lose it at this point! I must say, I have never had a problem with premature ejaculation, but I couldn't contain myself. I knew I was about to cum. I took my hand off his head and grabbed the back of my seat. I warned him, but he could tell I was about to blow. I thought he would stop and watch me shoot my load, but he didn't. He kept going, so I went with the flow, grabbing his head and pushing him down hard into my groin. The feel of his stubble prickling my balls was amazing and I shot the biggest load I had for a long time right down his throat! When I finished, he slid his mouth off and looked at me, smiling, with a dribble of cum running down his chin.

I apologised for being so quick, but he didn't mind and loved how sweet and salty my cum was. I asked if I could touch him, so he took his pants down and I started to play with his really wet cock. Not much length, but fat. He was clearly, as his Grindr profile said, a bottom! With this, he went back to sucking me again. I slid my hand down his amazing ass while he sucked away on my cock again. Second time around, I lasted longer, and enjoyed every bit. He even stopped part way to ask me to film it (my undoing BTW).

We hoped to hook up again, but it never happened. I really wanted to go further with my adventure into my gay side. He sent me the video. I had watched it and somehow my wife found it!

End of Story!

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Fact...not fiction!!

The Rendezvous

I'd been chatting to this guy on Tumblr for a while. He's a local guy, 27 and a self-professed bear. If my blog is anything to go by, you would know that I'm not a big bear guy myself, but he offered his services and we were both keen. We were going to hookup at his place, but didn't get around to it and then he moved into a shared house. With all the people in is house, he didn't want to meet there, so we arranged a hookup in a public toilet at a shopping centre that was convenient for both of us. It worked out perfectly, like clockwork. I waited outside until I saw him heading toward me...my heart started racing!! I made my way into the toilet, which only had one cubicle. There was someone at the urinal, so I made my way into the cubicle, while he went to the urinal.

When the room was clear, he made his way into stall and locked the door behind him. I stood there, a little nervous, but excited. From what we had chatted about, I knew there were lots of things I was going to do today that I had never done before. He started squeezing my crutch as he moved in to kiss me - his tongue entering my mouth and my tongue reciprocating. Undoing the drawstring of my shorts, he slid them down and enjoyed squeezing my cock through my tight white CK trunks. He stood back, slipped my shorts down and all I heard was "wow"!!! He grabbed my cock and started stroking it. I was so horny by now that his stroking pushed me over the edge and I shot my load...all over the floor. If we were anywhere else, I'm sure that load would not have been wasted! I was so embarrassed and apologised. He was not fussed. He got down and licked my cock to clean it up and then sucked me for a bit.

He got up and turned around and dropped his pants, wearing a jock to reveal his hairy arse. I started to finger him. He was warm and already lubed. He bent over and I sat on the toilet, taking my first taste of a guys arse. It was such a turn on. He had used flavoured lube. My tongue got busy in his fuck hole before I stood up and he grabbed my cock and guided me in. I fucked him with my balls slapping against his hairy cheeks. He groaned - but we had a number of visitors in the rest room, so we went very quiet every now and then.

I didn't breed him, but he got off me and turned around, grabbing my cock again, having another suck while kissing me intently, before finishing me off with his hand and eating the cum that run over his hand. He left, I cleaned myself up and then left too.

I never thought I would have this opportunity, being a married dad. Never thought I would be into a bear so much either. And we were both so into it, we hooked up for months after this first meeting, finding various places to rendezvous. Pretty risky but fucking hot. Loved the taste of his fuck hole and breeding him every time...on one hookup, I blew my load in him four times...now that was hot!