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Gay stories man are always about the same thing? Well, well, in most of these stories two (or more) guys end up in bed. That's true. But what makes me so horny about gay stories man is mostly the surrounding.

And that's exactly why I decided some time ago to write stories myself. Some of them really happened to me. For others, I let my imagination wander.

I can imagine that it's the "real life" stories that turn you on the most. After all, nothing was invented here. Therefore, here comes one of my absolute favorite stories. I experienced it with my internet acquaintance. Do you know this? You write for days with a guy, also exchange the one or other dick pic, but at the same time think that it will probably never be too serious and come to sex anyway. The man I wrote with lived about 300 kilometers away from me. And yet this is one of the gay stories man, where the motto "Unexpected often comes" could apply. Luckily! Because exactly this Internet acquaintance has given me the sex of my life.

All of a sudden he was standing in front of me ...

Once again, after we had been writing for over three hours on a Saturday night, he suddenly made a suggestion that caused my heart to stop for a moment. "Do you want me to come over 'just for a minute'?". As mentioned before ... we're talking about about 300 kilometers! Somehow, though, I was a little curious. I already knew so much about him ... including what his part looked like. Why not look "in real".

I wrote him my address because I really didn't feel like going out anymore. Yes, I know. Actually, you're not supposed to do that, but I was firmly convinced that he wouldn't come anyway. I was already in bed when the doorbell actually rang about five hours later.

Tim was standing in front of me. And he looked really good. He wasn't one of those guys who send filtered pictures beyond recognition. I think I was a little rude because I greeted him not with a "Hello!" but with a "I was just falling asleep!" greeting.
He didn't seem to be impressed by this at all, though. "Then I'll lie down with it!".

Now I was awake again. I like men who tell me where to go. Not only in bed, but in general. He came in, "regretted" briefly to have forgotten his sleeping clothes and shortly later we were lying next to each other. In boxers and stared at the ceiling.

The situation was just weird. A guy I only knew from writing was now lying next to me and we didn't know a bit what to talk about. On the other hand, our chats had actually already been too messed up for it to be realistic to just do "nothing". Tim must have thought the same thing.

He snuggled up to me from behind and it felt incredibly familiar. And yet this will certainly not be one of the most romantic gay stories man that you have ever heard. Because: Shortly thereafter it went properly to the point.

Fun above and below the ceiling

Tim was a very passionate lover. Maybe he still is. I honestly can't judge, because after that night I never saw him again in real life.

He took off his boxers himself and made sure that I could feel his stiff penis. It was really big and extremely hard. As if remote controlled, I took off my boxers. I wanted him inside me. Gladly also the whole night. The first thing Tim did was to take me in the spoon position. We breathed loudly and at some point our breathing turned into louder moans. Tim held me tightly so that I could not escape his embrace. As if I had wanted that!

He seemed to have noticed that I was about to come. Because all of a sudden he pulled out his cock, turned me onto my back and now began to ride me. In this position he could penetrate me even deeper. It did not take long until I was again close to coming.

This time, however, I had absolutely no desire to stick to myself. What for? I am one of the men who can also like several times in a row. This is not bragging, but a fact. I squirted. Because of the position on my own belly. Tim was pleased that he had apparently managed to drive me to the extreme. But now he also wanted to get to the train. No problem!

It took only a few minutes until I could show a decent tube again. And that's exactly what should please him now. He knelt in front of me and held a butt against me. I could not let this invitation stand. I reached for my nightstand, where I always keep lube. Simply also because I love to incorporate the gel into my jerk off sessions. I rubbed some of the lube on my cock and fucked him directly and without a long "introduction".

He seemed a little surprised. From the verpennten guy at the front door had become at the latest now a fiery lover. I fucked him so hard that his balls slapped against mine again and again. This sound alone almost made me come again. But I did not want to grant him this fun. The next shot should belong to him. At the same time, I noticed how I was getting closer to my own orgasm with every thrust. I therefore embraced his cock from behind and jerked along in rhythm. That was( thankGod!) then also too much for him. He splashed on my sheet and let himself fall forward.

I had my "grand finale" when I jerked my cum from the "second round" onto his chest while he cheered me on with "Come on, you horny sow!". I've always been into a little dirty talking. I must have told him about it at some point. Or maybe it was just his intuition?

Anyway. This story ends with us actually cuddled up next to each other lock. Why this story from the collection of my gay stories man is not in one of the most romantic?

Because he was gone the next morning. The other half of the bed was empty. We bumped into each other by chance in the chat one or two other times and I would be lying if I thought that we had one or the other cam sex here. But we never really touched each other again. Maybe because of the distance? Maybe because he was not as enthusiastic about our sex as I was? One (s) does not know. What is certain is that no one can ever take this experience away from me again. When I do it to myself, I often think back to that night ... And to the sounds our balls made as they slapped against each other.

 

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