Gay Erotic Stories

In my business, I never followed trends, I loved to set them. So, while basking on my promotion as the head of our corporate organization in Cotonou at the age of forty, I lived life to the fullest.I travelled all over the world rubbing minds with brand makers and networking with the best of the best. My wife and five year old daughter were ensconced in our palatial home that was the envy of the neighbourhood. My wife owned a boutique that prided itself with the latest designs from world renowned designers. Life was beautiful

We had a Nigerien security guard in his forties, Mallam Shehuri. He had a very handsome son who just turned nineteen. The boy, Saheed was well proportioned physically as all teenagers were. He was slim, tall and had a beautiful face of a desert Arab. Sometimes while upstairs, I would spy on him taking a bath in the makeshift bathroom by the gate post where he shared a room with his dad. Sometimes while going out to buy groceries, I would carry him along and we would hang out in a garden after shopping. I would try to get him to drink beer but he always resisted on account of his Islamic religious inclinations. He would settle for grilled fish and non-alcoholic malt beer or ginger ale.

One day, my wife and daughter travelled to London for the summer. I was at home, bored and lonely. I wished I had not taken the two weeks break I requested and was granted. I was very randy and wanted to fuck anything or anyone. I went to sit by our private pool just in my swimming trunks. “Good afternoon sir.”Saheed greeted me cheerily “Hey Saheedi. How are you? Where is your dad?” “He had gone to the farm with Mr. Joe,” he answered I had a big wheat farm that his dad was superintending in league with Mr Joe, one of my trusted staff. “Ok,” I answered languidly.Seeing we were alone, I had an idea.”Want to swim?”I asked laconically. “I don’t know how to swim , sir,” he answered ruefully “Well, I have a spare swimming trucks in the locker.Get se6, today I will teach you to swim

When he emerged from the small pool room dressed only in a tight fitting swimming trunks, I almost had a heart attack. The boy was simply a vision to behold. His sinewy shape, smooth skin and his bubble butt were all gold star. But his huge manhood outlined was the main prize. My cock just hardened at that sumptuous sight. My own weapon of mass dickstruction could not be denied

My mouth watered. It was as if I was served the best salad on a dinner table at Buckingham Palace. And this salad, I must devour, I mused. Not wanting him to catch sight of my obvious erection, I jumped into the pool while he was washing himself under the shower. Cautiously, he entered the shallow end(what a pun!)On my urging, he entered(another pun!) the pool and I swam to his side. I held him to myself and led him to the deeper part of the pool. He was scared but he tried to hide his fear. The close physical contact made my raging hard on even stiffer. As I held him, I knew he felt it but he didn’t betray any sight of noticing any abnormally.

We played in the pool for about an hour. Sometimes I would throw him in the water and pretend to rescue him.Our wet bodies would touch and my erection would bump into his crutch area. We would giggle like two teenagers in heat.

Then when we were done, I removed my trunks and showered in the raw. He was overawed by my nakedness from his open admiration of my well trim body. I thought I noticed a twitch in his trunks but he quickly wrapped a towel around his waist. “Lets go inside for a drink,” I suggested slyly “Ok,” he readily accepted.

I made a beeline for the bat and mixed a punch with some sweet wine I got from Yaoundé. It tasted like mixed fruit punch but clearly, it was spiked with vodka. We sipped and made small talks while watching a documentary on NatGeo Gold. Saheed became tipsy in no time and when a lion was humping his mate, Saheed giggled uncontrollably. I seized the moment. This was my last chance, to make or mar. “Hmm, is this how you fuck your girl friend?” I joked. “No, I don’t have a girl friend sir,” he replied shyly “Huh?A strapping fine boy like you?I don’t believe you, I inched towards him. We were both sitting on the coach,”I said with a feigned look of incredulity.

He squirmed.

“Ok, wallahi there is Rahama in my school. I had a crush on her but she was yanked out of school and she married a very old man of forty years. The allusion to forty being ‘very old’ pricked me a little. “So, am an old man?” I pretended to be hurt. “No, sir. You are a great man,” he spluttered.

That tugged my heart strings. Suddenly I threw caution to the wind. I surprised us both. All of a sudden, I was like prancing lion.

I pinned him to the coach and started kissing him. He was shocked at first but after a moment, I felt his massive shaft straining against his loose cotton trousers. I ground my groin to his while administering the kind of kiss his virgin lips weren’t accustomed to.

I removed his clothes and was rewarded with the golden smooth hairless skin. His manhood was hard like steel. I caressed the shaft and he shivered deliriously. He closed his eyes. His eye lashes were long and sexy…That boy was angelically beautiful. I took my time to make sweet love to him. I sucked his dick and deep throated him. He came deep into my mouth. I tasted potent creamy cum and swallowed every drop of the salty juice. I continued licking the cock as he shuddered and squirmed.

The I got my strawberry flavored lube. “I cant,” he protested weakly when I started rubbing his anus. The sphincter was really hard. “I will be gentle,” I said hoarsely I was at a point of no return.

He wanted to get up. I pinned him down. I turned him on his stomach and started kissing his bubble butt. Then my tongue snake into his crack cheeks. I found his hole and reamed him good. He moaned like a bitch in heat. I continued until his orifice was wet and begging to be drilled. I used my two fingers to lubricate him well. When the tip of my shaft nudged his tight virgin hole, he stiffened. Without giving him time to resist I plowed home in one massive thrust. He yelped but my dick was already buried deep inside him. I held him and we were still. He was breathing so hard I could feel the muscles around his hole constricting. Gently, I started thrusting. I found his prostrate. As I fucked him, my hands fondled his nipples, his hard dick and swollen balls. I lifted him in a doggie position. I started thrusting intensely. His pain was now mixed with pleasure. “Oh, daddy, oh daddy,” he moaned.

I kept on going. My climaxed built up as I jerked his dick furiously. As he started spurting out his jism.His hold constricted against my fat ranging dick. I gave a deep shove. And kept still feeling my cum spurting deed into his guts. Then I started the final few thrusts. It was the sweetest fuck ever. We collapsed and caught our breath

I have found my bitch…….