Free Best Gay Erotica 2011 by Richard Labonté

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    â€œYeah,” I gasp. “Yeah.”
    Nathan thrusts against me, his cock rising and cresting out of my crack, and my hips push forward. My hard cock smacks into the locker, and I look down to see a string of precum bridge my dick and the dull green metal.
    â€œCan I fuck you?” Nathan asks.
    â€œDo you have a condom?” I ask.
    â€œTwo,” he says. “I brought two.”
    â€œI want to suck your dick,” I say. I want to suck his dick, I want to eat his ass, I want to fuck him. I want to cuddle with him. I want to punch him.
    â€œNo time for that now.” I feel his hand slide into my crack and his finger press against my hole. Above us, the music shifts from slow dance to rock music. Nathan bites my shoulder and then licks my earlobe.
    â€œFuck me,” I say.
    â€œYeah?”
    â€œFuck me.”
    Nathan steps away for a moment, and I feel cold and alone but only briefly. He moves fast. I look over my shoulder to see him quickly shedding his clothes and pulling a condom wrapper from his pants pocket. When he stands again his cock is erect and huge, hard enough that it barely waves as he moves. He tears open the condom package and pulls out a flesh-colored rubber. I watch him unroll it over his dick. He smiles at me and I think of a saying I read once: In nature, a smile is just another show of teeth .
    Nathan steps behind me again and wraps a hand around my chest. He hugs me tightly. I reach behind me and grasp his cock, which feels impossibly big. The condom is prelubricated, but I want something more.
    â€œSpit on it,” I say, pulling my hand away. “On the condom.”
Nathan does and he strokes his cock. I grab him again and pull him toward me. I push his dick down until it lines up with my hole. He’s so hard that his dick resists being pushed down. “Go slow.”
    I push back against him as he presses against me. I do my best to relax, and Nathan’s dick slides into my hole a little. I am slick and open from his rim job, and it doesn’t hurt like I’m afraid it will. I push back more until it feels like he’s halfway in, and I keep my hand on his cock to keep him from going too far. He tightens his grip on my chest and then pulls his dick back a little, sliding back out. I realize then that it’s the opposite of what I want, that I want him inside of me, entirely. Completely. I push back against him and release my grip on his erection. I slide my hand around his midsection and grab his ass, pulling him close to me. He slides in completely, pubes to ass. He exhales and his breath is warm on my neck and ear.
    â€œThat good?” he asks.
    I bite my lip and nod. I grunt. It’s all I have. He pumps against me, once, trying to go in farther, and my dick jumps. He grabs my nipple in between his thumb and forefinger and pinches hard. The feeling is sharp, like a piercing. I grunt again and Nathan fucks me. I keep one arm in front of me, forearm against the lockers, and I stroke my dick with the other hand. I go slowly, the feeling of his dick in my ass and his fingers pinching my nipple so intense that I won’t last long if I move too quickly. Nathan kisses my neck, bites my shoulder and whispers in my ear. “You like that,” he says. It’s not a question. “Yeah,” he says. He presses his sweaty face against my skin as he pumps in and out. He lets go of my nipple and slaps his hand against my chest. My skin stings in a line from where his hand and arm cut across my chest. My knees buckle but Nathan holds me up. He holds me close to him, his chest flat against my back.

    He fucks and he slaps and he bites and he kisses and I cum. I try to hold it back but I can’t. I squeeze my dick and grunt and long, ropey shots streak out toward the lockers, splashing against the green metal. Nathan laughs and slams his cock into me, holding it in as my orgasm causes my asshole to pucker around his dick. I cum like