101 EROTICA STORIES

by Green, Vallen

  RODNEY

  "It's been two years since Jason died, Rodney." Lily said. "It's time for you to get out and have some fun. He wouldn't want you to sit around this house getting old and fat!"

  "I'm not fat!" Rodney said in his defense.

  "Not yet, but if you keep staying at home every weekend until the end of the world you're going to be." Lily said. "Come on, that new bar just opened up down town. And it's you're kinda bar." She wiggled her eyebrows at him and he couldn't help but to laugh.

  Lily and Rodney had been best friends since high school. She was the first person he had came out to, and the one who eventually introduced him to Jason,the man he was with for over ten years. Two years ago, Jason was driving home from work, and another driver fell asleep behind the wheel, impacting Jason's car, leading his death in the hospital three days later.

  Since that day Rodney's social calendar went from being full to the brim to empty, except when Lily refused to leave him alone and showed up whether or not she was welcome. But then again, what were friends for. Rodney knew her intentions were good, no matter how annoying of a twit she might be.

  "Come on Rodney!" She whined.

  "Lily, I have never, nor will I ever understand why you want to go to a gay bar. The boys there aren't going to be into those big boobs of yours." Rodney said laughing.

  "I know that, Rodney! And it's not like I'm trying to pick up a guy for me. We'll be trying to pick up a guy for you!" She said grinning.

  "Whoa! Whoa, wait a minute now. I never even agreed to go, and if I did go at all, which I'm not, it might be for a few drinks and dancing, but not to pick someone up. I do not pick up men at bars." Rodney said his brow furrowing.

  "I didn't say you had to keep any of them, just have fun, Rodney!" Lilly said taking a sip of her wine. "Come on, tomorrow night, come out on the town with me."

  "If it'll get you to shut up, fine, I'll go!" Rodney said rolling his eyes.

  Lily jumped up from her chair and hugged him. "You won't regret it." She said smiling.

  That night Rodney had trouble getting to sleep because of the dread that filled his stomach. He really didn't want to go out clubbing anywhere. And if it were for dancing and drinks he'd rather go to a straight bar, at least then there was less chance of a man trying to pick him up. He didn't think he was ready to jump into anything be it a relationship or another man's bed. The memories of Jason were too fresh, too raw. God, how he missed that man.

  The day that Jason died haunted him still, and that night was no different. If anything the memories were more vivid. He remembered waking up before sun rise that morning, as they normally did during the week. They both had to go to jobs they really didn't like just to make ends meet, but that was okay because they always got to come home to each other.

  Rodney woke up that morning with Jason's head on his chest. He laid there for a few minutes not moving, just listening to the gentle sound of his lover's breathing, feeling Jason's soft sleepy heart beat against his chest. He remembered how lucky he felt that morning, just to have someone who understood him so well, and who still loved him after ten long years, that hadn't always been easy.

  As the memories of that morning flooded him his hand found his organ and he began to stroke himself. The only time he seemed to get aroused these days, was when he was reminiscing about Jason. With his hand stroking his quickly hardening penis he closed his eyes and let the memories take him back to a happier time.

  Jason stirred slightly, stretching. Rodney could feel the muscles of his lover's body flexing against his own causing him to no longer be able to ignore his own morning wood. Jason smiled up at him, all bed headed and kissed him good morning.

  "Someone beat the sun up." Jason giggled.

  Rodney laughed, he always enjoyed Jason's cute dirty talk. He knew that some people would find it annoying, but it's something that always endeared him to Rodney.

  Rodney wiggled his eyebrows at Jason, and Jason giggled again, even though the room was so dark that they could barely see one another.

  He kissed Jason again, flipping him over so that he was underneath him. "And you used to say you weren't a morning person." Jason teased.

  "That was before you." Rodney said kissing Jason's neck causing a small moan from him.

  "Please." Jason whispered as Rodney had heard him do so many times before. It was always Jason's way of telling Rodney that he wanted him, and it never got old to Rodney. The sound of his lover's pleading voice, always got him hard, if he wasn't already there.

  Rodney reached to the top shelf of the head board and retrieved the bottle of lube from the place that it lived. As he raised up to do so, he felt Jason turn over onto his stomach underneath him and switch on the bed side lamp. Jason knew that Rodney loved to have sex with the lights on.

  As Rodney's eyes adjusted to the dim light of the lamp and took in a moment to take in the beauty of his lover's toned body. Jason was slim but muscular, and a man who always kept body hair trimmed. About the only places you found hair on Jason was a small patch of pubes, and trimmed patches under his arms.

  Rodney ran his hands over Jason's shoulders and down his back onto his firm posterior. He gave Jason's ass cheeks a firm squeeze causing him to curl his toes. Rodney then trailed his finger tips down the back of Jason's thighs, and then up the insides of them causing visible goosebumps on the other man.

  Rodney smiled to himself as Jason reached under the bed and retrieved the pillow he always use to prop his hips up when he laid in this position. The black satin fabric of the pillow case against the milky white of Jason's skin caused his penis to throb. He stopped for a moment stroking himself a few times to calm it down, so that he could give Jason the pleasure he deserved.

  Taking a deep calming breathe Rodney ran his hands over Jason's ass again, but this time when he reached the place where his cheeks parted, he spread his lover's body open to his view. He didn't even have to look at Jason's face to know that he'd be blushing now. Jason always blushed when they had sex.

  He picked the lube bottle up with one hand while still holding Jason's cheeks apart with the other, and let the lube slowly drip onto his opening. After adequate lube had been applied to his lover's presented opening, Rodney lubed up his middle finger, and pressed it gently against Jason's anus. Jason gasped in surprise.

  "You okay?" Rodney asked leaving his finger where it was.

  Jason looked back at him over his shoulder blushing. "Yeah."

  Rodney laughed as he began to work his digit into Jason's body. His penis throbbed as his lover arched his hips to give him better access. He slowly worked in a second finger and then found Jason's prostate easily. His lover's body was a territory he knew very well.

  He thrust his fingers in and out of his Jason finding a their rhythm, and with his other hand stroked his own throbbing penis that was aching to be inside of his other half. The other man's moans became more frequent until it was almost too much not to be inside of him.

  "Please Rodney, I want to feel you inside of me." Jason pleaded to him.

  Removing his fingers from his lover's body, Rodney ran his penis along Jason's posterior and then in between his cheeks. He pushed the head of his engorged penis to his lovers opening then using his hand made gentle circles with it as he felt Jason pushing back against it.

  Usually the pair enjoyed a long time of foreplay but this morning both of their needs were strong and urgent. Rodney guided the head of his penis into Jason easily, as Jason pushed back to aid his lover's way into his body.

  Rodney's hands found Jason's hips and began to thrust his own hips in slow little movements working his way in. Soon they were both moving in the familiar rhythm that was uniquely there's.

  To Rodney's disappointment he came much sooner than he had wanted to. Jason moaned as he felt his lover's semen fill his body. Rodney pulled away from Jason and grabbed their box from under the bed. Pulling out Jason's favorite toy he quickly lubed it up.

  Jason turned onto his side
and Rodney laid so that his face was at the other man's crotch. His hard penis was already oozing with precum. Rodney lifted Jason's leg and easily slid the toy into his body, that was still open from his penis's recent penetration. Working the toy in and out of the other man's body, Rodney took Jason's penis into his mouth.

  Rodney enjoyed Jason's moans as he worked his lips over his penis, running his tongue up and down the shaft. Jason came much sooner than Rodney expected, so he didn't have time to pull away so his mouth was filled with Jason's hot sticky sperm.

  Rodney drifted off to sleep his own semen covering him and a spot on the sheet. The dread of the next night had left him, and in it's place were dreams of his dead lover.

  Rodney had hoped in vain that Lily wouldn't show up, that she would have forgotten or have to work late. But exactly at eight o'clock the door bell rang. Silently groaning to himself, he headed out the door.

  The taxi ride there went by in a blur with Lily rambling on about how much fun they would have, Rodney just tried not to throw up. He wasn't sure if it was her bubbliness or his nerves that was upsetting his stomach.

  When the taxi finally came to a stop Lily paid the driver and practically drug Rodney to the door. She paid the cover fee for them both and pulled him into the bar. He swore he the bouncer laughed at him on the way in.

  He felt like some sort of puppy the way she drug him up to the bar and ordered beers. After just a few seconds Lily was forcing him out to the dance floor.

  Rodney felt akward trying to dance. It had been over two years since he'd been out on the floor, and even longer since he had been out without Jason. It was hard to keep up with the music, not to mention the sporadic movements that Lily called dancing.

  He heard a group of laughing men entering the bar and turned in their direction. Most of them didn't impress him much, but one man in particular stood out. He was tall and broad shoulder, his shoulder length black hair hung loose around his face. The man was attractive but what caught Rodney's attention was that he looked just as uncomfortable as he felt.

  Rodney blushed when the guy notice he was starring at him and gave a timid wave. Rodney smiled and was going to wave back, but somewhere in her dancing the back of Lily's hand hit him in the head.

  "Ouch!" He said turning around to confront her, but quickly headed for the bathroom when he heard most of the bar laughing.

  "Rodney, come back here!" Lily plead "It was an accident, I was just lost in the music."

  Rodney stopped and rolled his eyes, realizing he was in danger of causing a scene which would only draw more attention to him.

  "Let's just stick to the bar, okay?" He said turning to face her.

  "Yea, okay." She said nodding.

  They returned to the bar and ordered two more beers. Rodney tried to be invisible while Lily pointed out men that she thought he might be attracted to. He was just about to tell her to shut up, when the man who had caught his attention before sat down on the bar stool next to him. Lily went silent mid word and went back to just sipping beer.

  Rodney gave the man a sympathetic smile as he ordered a coke.

  "Hi." He said when he realized Rodney was once again starring at him.

  "Hi, from the looks of it your well meaning friends drug you here too." Rodney said attempting to make small talk.

  "No, actually I wanted to come here tonight. It's my first time ever coming to a bar like this." The man said slightly blushing.

  "You're straight then?" Lily asked butting into the conversation.

  "No." The man said laughing. "Don't feel bad though, my wife thought so for years too."

  "You're married?" Rodney asked.

  "No, but I was. Married the first woman my mother fixed me up with. Tried to live the good life of a Baptist preacher's son, but I just wasn't made for it." The man shrugged.

  "I got lucky in that department, my parents were atheists." Rodney said.

  "Well, it wasn't until after my father's funeral I came out. So at least no one could say the news killed him." He said.

  Rodney thought on what the man said for a minute and then nodded.

  "You can laugh, it was supposed to be a joke." The other man said shaking his head.

  Rodney just smiled at him. A corny sense of humor could be funny, if it was possible for other people to understand it.

  "Rodney don't be rude to the cute man, introduce yourself and ask him to dance." Lily cut into the conversation once more.

  He gave her an evil glare, and then purposely elbowed her in the side when he turned back to face the other man. "Rodney." He said holding out his hand.

  "Stephen." The other man said as they shook hands. "And I'll dance with you so you can escape the nag, she reminds me of my ex wife."

  "Your ex wife tried to fix you up with men?" Rodney asked him on the way onto the dance floor.

  "After the shock wore off she tried to fix me up with her brother." Stephen admitted.

  Rodney laughed. "Now I see why Lily would remind you of her, she tried to fix me up with the straight coffee house guy when we were in high school."

  When they got to the dance floor it was much too loud to talk, even though it was a slow song. Stephen seemed even more shy than Rodney felt tonight. Rodney gave him what he hoped was a reassuring smile as he put his hands on his waist. Stephen rested his hands on Rodney's shoulders and looked up at him. "You have a really nice smile." He said blushing. He was only a few inches shorter than Rodney, but that was usually the height of the men that Rodney was attracted to.

  "Thanks." Rodney said that awkward feeling returning to him.

  He tried to concentrate on the music and not the feeling of Stephen's body pressing into his.

  The music ended and he thought he'd escape the dance floor, but the other man looked up at him with pleading brown eyes and said "One more?"

  He couldn't say no, even if he had wanted to. The next song was a faster paced one that Rodney didn't recognize. He didn't think with it being Stephen's first time at a gay bar that this dance would be any more intimate than the last one, but he was wrong.

  No sooner than the song had began he was grinding his hips into Rodney's. Before his mind could react his body lead the way and he found himself enjoying the dance. He had to admit he was a little shocked though, when the other man turned around and started to rub his ass against his crotch.

  Somewhere during the evening the night had came to life, and brought Rodney with it. He put his hands on Stephen's hips and they moved in time with the music. There was no question that by the time the song ended that they would dance the next one.