A Gay Erotica Short Story
James’s day trading business has been raking in the big bucks lately. Now all he has to do is find someplace to park all his money! Luckily, he’s found an old, charming mansion that needs a little fixing up. If he buys it now and sells it down the road, he could stand to make a small fortune on it. The only problem is that he will have to leave the city and all his friends to move out to the suburbs in order to make it all happen.
FAST FORWARD TWO MONTHS...
The suburbs are proving to be far too timid and isolating for James’s taste, so much so, that he decides to start his renovation project ahead of schedule. That’s when his friends suggest that he call the contractor they know about, Kurt Walker.
ENTER THE HUNKY BUILDER...
James finds himself totally unprepared to have his first meeting with Kurt. What his friends forget to mention is that Kurt is off-the-charts hot! From the moment Kurt pulls up in his pickup truck, James finds himself taken by the guy. And, it does not help that Kurt’s form-fitting khaki’s hug his ass so nicely nor does it help that his muscles are all on display beneath the flimsy polo he has on. Within minutes of Kurt’s arrival, James becomes a nervous wreck. Thankfully, his feelings do not go unnoticed. Though Kurt’s overtly masculine and even a little cocky, it seems he is not at all shy about letting James know that he’s interested. When Kurt asks to see the master bedroom, that’s when James realizes that the game is on!
AN AFTERNOON OF HOT SEX...
Before James knows it, he and Kurt are having the hottest, most wicked, afternoon sex. Turns out, the suburbs are not so bad after all!
The hallway was dark. There wasn’t much natural light in the back part of the house, but there was enough light for us to see each other. I could feel my underwear straining between the crack of my ass as I climbed the stairs. I choose to wear a light cotton brief and because my cheeks were as smooth as silk, the fabric of my briefs constantly slipped up into my crack. I loved the feeling, however. It felt so erotic and now that Kurt had his eyes on my ass, the underwear felt even better.
We continued to climb the stairs in utter silence. I couldn’t help but look back at Kurt again and see what he was doing so at the first landing, I pulled myself aside and looked back at him.
“Keep going, bud...” Kurt ordered while his eyes rolled up and down my body.
He still had that special look in his eye. I knew the look. It was one of hunger, one that showed he was already eating me up in his mind. The sexy, masculine contractor was lusting after my ass – I could hardly believe it! It was incredibly hot and erotic to think about what Kurt would soon be doing to me. My heart was pounding with excitement.
I continued upwards to the master bedroom.
Kurt began to circle me like a hawk once we were in my bedroom.
“You check out all the men who come by your house,” he said, his face all serious.
“Some,” I offered with an arrogant grin. “Not all.”
“You think I’m hot?” he asked.
“Yeah, I do.”
“You looking to get that hot bum of yours some attention,” he said, getting closer to me.
“Yeah,” I said softly, wondering what he’d do next.
“Good,” he said quickly and then, without warning, pushed me up against the wall and began to rub his waist against mine. I could feel his hard cock brush up against my groin.
About Brian West
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Published May 30, 2011
Erotica, Gay & Lesbian, Literature & Fiction.