Gay Erotic Stories

When I came home from work that Friday, Ailani wanted to talk to me. I knew it was going to be about the date she had the night before, so I took a deep breath and just let her talk. “So… we had a nice dinner. Italian, very romantic. He drove me to the sushi place and told me what he had planned for the interior design. It was so cute. So we go back, we go to 316…” I was bracing myself for what came next. “…we were making out, everything was fine. All of a sudden he reaches under the bed and takes out this strap-on.” I’m sure my eyes widened and my jaw dropped, as Ailani looked at me and said, “Exactly”. “So what did you do?” “Well, he asked me to fuck him. I did. He loved it. But I didn’t get any pleasure from it.” “Oh.” “Later I thought, it’s sort of the ultimate feminist statement. The man being the submissive one in bed. And he did eat me out afterwards, so it’s not like it was all about him. But it made me uncomfortable.” “Well, I’m sure you can just tell him that, right?” “I guess. But he loved it so much.” “Still. I’m sure he can find another way to get his rocks off.” “You’re right. I’ll tell him tomorrow. We’re going out dancing again, I said you’ll come.” “Cool!”

That Saturday, Paul had decided not to drink and drove us to Brick Latino nightclub on 3rd Street. He drove off the Ventura Vista Apartments lot and made a right. I had to direct him, because he only had lived in Phoenix for a week. By the first intersection I told him to go left onto Union Hills Drive. We passed the Walgreens and continued going East. It was dark out and temperatures had cooled down to about 95 (36 Celsius). After we passed the golf course I told Paul to take a right onto the 51 highway. Javi was sitting in the passenger’s seat and played some Argentinean music for us to get into the mood. I was sitting in the back, with Ailani and Dustin. Unfortunately Ailani sat in the middle. I hadn’t really thought ahead that I would be going out with two couples. I already felt a little left out and we hadn’t even arrived yet. And we were going to a straight club tonight, so little to no chance of finding a guy. I guess I would have to start drinking soon, hoping to salvage the night. Going further South, I knew the 51 was leading us through the mountains of Phoenix before we got to the city center. In the darkness the mountain tops were hard to make out. Once the 51 came to an end, I instructed Paul how to get to the Papago Freeway. We were nearly there now. Javi was singing along to the song he had put on, so I raised my voice to tell Paul to take the exit. Taking a left right off the exit, we were already on 3rd Street, so we were basically there. Only a little further down we parked and got out.

Inside, we all got a drink. Ailani, Dustin, and Javi immediately made their way to the dancefloor. Paul and I stayed at the bar. I looked at Dustin. Tonight he wore a baby blue T-shirt and jeans. He looked so good. “Should we join them?”, he asked. “I’m not used to going out every weekend anymore”, I admitted. “But get a few drinks in me and I’ll be good to go!” Which is exactly what happened. I felt more and more tipsy and I just danced the night away. I saw Javi and Paul dancing together, as well as Ailani and Dustin. I didn’t care anymore. Suddenly, I saw Dustin in front of me. “Hey”, he said. He didn’t seem half as tipsy as I was. “I want you to know that I haven’t forgotten about you.” “What do you mean?” And then he gave me a hug. “I don’t want you to feel like an outsider. We all love you.” Surprised, I hugged him back. “Thanks!”

“Hey guys, I think I’m going to head home”, Ailani suddenly said, only a few minutes later. “I broke a heel!” She held the heel of her shoe in her hand as I looked down and saw that indeed, her left foot was flat on the ground. “You guys stay, I’ll take a cab. Not a problem.” We had only been out for about an hour. “Do you want me to come back with you?”, Dustin offered. “No, it’s not a problem, you stay and have fun with the boys.” We all gave Ailani a big hug and before I knew it, she was gone. I was already sort of done with the dancing this second Saturday in a row. So only now I was contemplating leaving as well. I didn’t have the stamina of the other guys who clearly used to go out once a week back in Buenos Aires as well. But then I saw Dustin dance in front of me, by himself. And my heart lit up.

It turned out to be another great night. All four of us danced and got attention from women, even though none of us were interested. I talked to Dustin and for someone who had achieved so much at the age of 26, he was always so humble. My crush only developed further. It was midnight when Paul said he was tired and wanted to drive home. So we all decided to go back. This time it was just Dustin and me in the backseat and he rested his head on my shoulder the entire drive back. We talked about random stuff like gyms in the area, and my favorite spots in the center. Soon enough, the conversation shifted to why I was still single. “I don’t understand how you are so nice and attractive but still by yourself”, Dustin said. “Have you been single for long?” “Well...”, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to talk about this, but before I had made a decision, the alcohol in my system was causing me to already talk about it. “Four years.” “Oh I’m sorry”, Paul piped in from the driver’s seat. “Well, it’s not all bad”, I said. “It has its benefits. But yeah, I’m ready to find the guy to settle down with.” Dustin was now holding my hand and stroking my arm. I realized I was getting a hard-on. Javi had fallen asleep in the passenger’s seat and snored quite loudly. I whispered into Dustin’s ear. “Please stop stroking my arm.” “Why?” “You’re making me rock hard.” Dustin laughed quietly but kept doing it.

By the time we got home I thought I was going to lose my load right there in that car. But I didn’t. I didn’t want to stand up immediately as I feared my erection would be visible. Paul woke up Javi and told him to get out. When they both did, Dustin casually grabbed my crotch before he got out of the car himself. I gasped. I was on the verge of cumming, but thankfully, I didn’t. I quickly repositioned my dick so my aroused state would be the least visible. I knew the second I would get home I was going to jerk myself off to the best orgasm. When I got out of the car Dustin looked right at me and winked. “Are you going to come to our place for a last drink?”, he asked me. I couldn’t turn that down.

Inside, Javi and Paul went to bed immediately. Dustin poured me a drink. It was strong. I didn’t really like it, but I kept drinking it. He sat next to me on the couch. Closer than necessary. I realized how drunk I really was. “I’m not tired yet”, he said. “Me neither”, I replied, even though I kind of wanted to go to bed. “Any plans for tomorrow?”, he asked. “Not really. Lazy Sunday. You?” “I’m going to look at some paint samples, look at tables and chairs, figuring out how I want the restaurant to look.” “That sounds kinda fun”, I said. He looked at me and smiled. I could feel the chemistry between us. It was no longer just me. For a second I thought about Ailani, but she didn’t even know what she had. She didn’t like her man to be submissive. I had no problem with that at all. On the contrary. Someone who is so nice, looks so cute and likes to get railed up the ass? Perfect match for me. She and him don’t fit together.

“Was it tough on you?” “What?” “To see me and Ailani together?” I looked away from him and stared at the wall. “I thought so”, Dustin said. I remained silent. “I think you’re really hot”, he continued. Now I looked at him. He put his hand on my knee. “Someone will find you and he will be a dream come true.” I put my hand on his hand. “I want you”, I said. I thought that would scare him off but his face came closer to mine, inch by inch. Our lips touched and my stomach felt like a butterfly explosion had just occurred. We made out passionately. I could feel an urgency in his kiss. “Come”, he whispered.

He took me to his bedroom, which was located near the front door, just as mine is in the apartment across. Once we were in his bedroom I pushed him on the bed and laid on top of him. Immediately his legs went around my waist as we made out more and more. I took off his T-shirt and now got a close-up look of his lightly hairy chest and abs. I fondled his upper body. He took off my shirt and was seemingly impressed by my physique. His hands were all over my smooth upper body. Quickly, his hands went to my dick. “You’re still hard”, he said. “You have that effect on me”, I said. I stood beside the bed and took off my jeans and my briefs. My thick, 9’’ cock stood at attention. “You’re so big”, Dustin then said as he immediately sat up on his knees on the bed, bent forward and took me in his mouth. He couldn’t get me very far down, but it was still a hot blowjob. “I want this big cock inside of me”, he said. “Yeah? Do you want it in your ass?” “Heck yeah!” “Let me see that ass then!” Dustin stripped off his jeans and his briefs. His cock was still soft and hung down at about 3 or 4 inches. He was circumcised. He turned around and got on all fours. I went to my knees beside the bed and inspected his hole. It was hairless, as were his balls. I spit on his hole and gave him a rimjob. He moaned and moaned as I ate him out. “Oh yeah!”, he gasped. “Get in there!” And I did. His ass wasn’t particularly big, but it had a nice curve to it, which fit his slim body. His body was lily white and contrasted nicely to my tan skin. Soon enough, his moaning stopped and he exclaimed, “Please can I have your cock inside of me?”

Dustin got a condom from the nightstand and gave it to me. I flipped him around on his back and lubed myself up. I saw he had gotten hard in the meantime, from my rimjob. He reached a nice 6’’. I got on the bed and sat on my knees. I rolled him up so his feet pointed straight in the air, as I slowly entered him. Already when I just got the head in, I saw Dustin’s eyes roll back into his head completely. I had the slightly odd sight of just the whites of his eyes looking back at me as I pushed in further and further. “Ohhhh yeah…”, he moaned. “Fuck me!” “You’re so hot”, I whispered. His eyes rolled back down. “Oh I missed this!”, he exclaimed. His face got red with sexual excitement. His rock hard dick lay on his stomach. He didn’t touch himself at any point. He raised his arms over his head as he let me fuck him. I thrusted harder and harder and fucked faster and faster. He moaned throughout. “Your cock is so big, I love it! Does my ass feel OK?” “I love your ass!”, I said. “I’m gonna cum!”, he said. “Keep fucking! Fuck the cum right outta me” Dustin jacked himself off in a fast pace and he sprayed cum all over himself. His eyes rolled up again as he came, grunting and shaking. When he finished cumming, his body was still shaking and I stopped fucking him. I bent down to kiss him and he held me close, while I was still inside of him. It was then that I came, without thrusting. Within only a few minutes we had both shot our loads, which was testament to how excited we both were. Dustin grabbed a towel by the bed so we could clean ourselves off. We held each other as we slowly drifted off to sleep.

The next morning I woke because there was a knock on the door. I saw Dustin’s head on my chest as he cuddled me in his sleep. I could feel his regular breathing on my body. We were both fully naked. I had a bad hangover. I heard footsteps coming from the living room to the front door. The door opened. “Ailani!”, I heard Javi’s voice say. “Oh good, you’re OK! I didn’t hear Gustavo come home last night, so I was worried something had happened…” It was then I realized I just might get found out. “Oh no, all is good. We have… sleepover. Gustavo a little too drunk. Fall asleep on couch. Still sleeping now. We all had too much to drink.” Was Javi covering for me or did he really not know what had happened? “OK, so there’s nothing to worry about. I’ll leave you to sleep off your hangover and I’ll see Gus come home at some point today, I’m sure.” “You will! Bye Ailani!” I heard the door close and then footsteps back to the living room.

Dustin was still fast asleep. I slowly rolled him over to his back so I could get up. I put on my clothes and quietly left Dustin’s bedroom. I walked to the living room, where, again, Javi and Paul were cuddling on the sofa. “Hey, good morning”, I said. “Good morning”, they both said. They looked at me with a big smile on their faces. “Sooo… what happened?”, Paul asked. “I saw you two get really close last night.” “Oh, we just passed out”, I lied. “No sex?”, Javi wanted to know. “I wouldn’t do that to Ailani”, I said. “You’re a good friend”, Paul said. “The chemistry was tangible last night.” “I don’t think it was that bad”, I laughed it off. “Anyway, when Dustin wakes up, tell him thanks for borrowing half his bed. And I’ll see you all again soon!” “Absolutely! It was a fun night!”, Paul replied. “Have a good day!”, Javi said.

Over the next few weeks, Ailani and Dustin drifted apart. They didn’t go on dates, and Ailani was too freaked out to sleep with Dustin again. I didn’t know if she ever told him how she felt about the strap-on sex they had. The group went on a few outings after that, but mainly to go out for dinner or brunch together. And every time it was slightly awkward. In the meantime, work on the sushi restaurant had started. I came by after work one day as I had promised and found only Dustin there. “Hey!”, he said. He wanted to give me a hug but he had white paint all over him. “Hey!”, I said. “It’s OK, these can get dirty.” I had already changed into clothes that I could safely wear when painting the walls. So we hugged. It was then I realized it was the first time it had been just the two of us since that one night. “Thanks so much for coming and helping out. Javi and Paul worked all day, so if you and I can finish this wall by tonight… that’d be great. The floor guys come tomorrow, so I hope the paint will have dried by then.” “Cool! Let me know where to start!”, I said. I pretended to enjoy doing this, but in reality I was dreading it. I just wanted to help my friends.

We started painting that final wall. Dustin was on the ladder, doing the top half, and ironically, I did the bottom half. This caused Dustin’s butt to be at my eye level throughout the night. We didn’t mention the elephant in the room for quite a while. But I couldn’t help myself. “So what happened between you and Ailani? I heard you’ve stopped seeing each other.” “I don’t really know. I felt like she was the one who kept me at a distance, to be honest. But I might be mistaken.” He was not. I didn’t know what to say. Ailani hadn’t told him. “I thought it was because you told her what you and I did”, he then said. “No, I haven’t. I don’t think she knows.” I just continued painting, but I felt him looking at me. “In that case I think I scared her a little bit, with my sexual preferences.” This time I looked at him as he focused on the wall. I was convinced I saw him blush. “So are you bisexual?” The words flew out of my mind, before I could stop them. Dustin shrugged as we finally made eye contact. “I don’t think so. I prefer women for sure. I just like to bottom. As you know.” He smiled. I smiled back. We continued painting. I changed the subject.

I was washing the paint off of my hands as I looked at myself in the mirror. I knew I couldn’t tell Ailani about this ever, but I needed to have his ass one more time. I walked back into the restaurant, and Dustin was still on the ladder, finishing off the very last top corner. “How does it look from there?” “Everything looks great from here”, I said as I had my mind set on his butt. I stood behind him and opened the buttons to his jeans. “What? No no no!”, he said, laughing. I pulled his jeans down, and his beautiful butt became visible. “What are you doing? You’re gonna make me fall over!” I pushed his upper body forward and started eating him out. “Wha-ohhhh… oh yeah”, he groaned. I knew it. He wanted it too. His beautiful pink hole opened up for me as I kept rimming him. “Ohhh… I want your cock inside me again”, he moaned. “I bet you do”, I said. He got on the concrete floor on his hands and knees and I fucked him doggy style. I held him close as I first slowly entered him. I could tell that drove him crazy, in the best possible way. “Ohhh my God, your cock is so massive!” Not long after I increased the speed of my fucking, which also got him to moan and grunt faster and louder. After only a few minutes he put his chest down to the floor and held on to my thighs as I fucked him. “Keep going! Keep going!”, he said. “Ahhhh!” I felt his fingers dig into my thighs. I loved it. I had never had anyone who was so intense during sex, and it just happened to be this shy Midwest guy. “Ahh! You’ve already made me cum!”, he exclaimed as I continued to fuck him, his hands still on me. I put my hands on his chest and made him sit up on his knees. I kissed him as I was still inside of him. I stroked his dick and noticed he had indeed orgasmed as I got some cum on my fingers. I brought my hand to his face so he could lick it off, which he eagerly did.

He turned around on his back with his feet in the air, clearly up for more. I was still rock hard myself, I saw that Dustin’s dick had gone down a bit after cumming. I entered him again, this time facing him. And again, his eyes rolled up every now and again, smiling through most of my fucking. There was no doubt about it, this guy loved to get fucked. I wanted to be with him forever, but he wasn’t attracted to me. He just liked the feeling of my dick in his ass. I fucked faster and faster, causing his eyes to roll up in pleasure again and again and soon enough I came inside of him, just as he sprayed cum all over himself for the second time. He pulled me in for a kiss and said, “Thank you for that”.

That weekend, Ailani brought up this apartment she had seen in the center of Phoenix. We moved. I still dragged Ailani to the opening of the restaurant, Casa Sushi. We saw Javi, Paul, Dustin, and his new girlfriend, a petite Asian girl. That’s the last time I saw any of them.

THE END