101 EROTICA STORIES

by Green, Vallen

  After the third song they walked laughing off the dance floor. They ordered drinks as they both tried to catch their breath.

  "Hey, do you want to go somewhere quieter so we can talk?" Stephen said over the music that seemed to get louder as the night went on.

  "Sure, there's a great little coffee house around the corner." Rodney suggested.

  "Okay." He said looking a little disappointed.

  "Or we could go back to my place." Rodney said before he lost the nerve.

  Stephen just smiled as they walked out of the club. It was early enough that getting a taxi was easy. He gave the driver directions and then looked at Stephen. For the first time he noticed just how beautiful his brown eyes were, dark brown speckled with gold.

  Rodney had to fight the urge to touch Stephen's face. He was taken aback when he realized how much he actually wanted to be with this man he had just met. The ride home seemed so much longer than the ride there had been. Stephen laced his fingers threw Rodney's and leaned his head on his shoulder.

  Rodney kissed the top of his head and then laid his chin against his hair. His hair was soft and smelled of patchouli and sandalwood. The smell of which had always reminded Rodney of sex.

  When the taxi finally arrived at Rodney's house he nearly forgot to pay the driver before getting out of the car. He had to force himself to calm down, so that he didn't spend all night fumbling with his keys trying to get the door open.

  Once inside the house he couldn't resist any longer. He kissed Stephen. Rodney could tell that he had taken the other man by surprised, but when he felt Stephen's tongue dancing with his own, he knew that his advances were welcome.

  His hands found Stephen's well sculpted ass and gave it a squeeze as Stephen nibbled on his lower lip. They shed their coats and shoes in silence as Rodney lead him through the house to the bed room. After a moment of hesitation of bringing another man into the territory that once solely belonged to him and Jason, he pushed Stephen back onto the bed.

  Stephen was quick to take off his own shirt and then to help Rodney with the buttons on his. Rodney threw his shirt across the room and kissed Stephen once again.

  It was Rodney's turn to be taken by surprised. Stephen quickly undid his belt buckle tossing the pants across the room, then undid his pants pulling us penis out of his boxers. Rodney gasped at the sudden exposure but didn't have much time to think, because Stephen's tongue began to play at the head of his penis.

  Rodney's eyes rolled back in his head, he had nearly forgotten how good it felt to have someone besides his own hand paying attention to his penis. He let down his guard and just let pleasure take over his mind. Tonight might have been Stephen's first time at a gay bar, but Rodney didn't think it was his first time giving head. His mouth work his engorged penis too expertly.

  When Stephen stopped, Rodney had to fight the urge to hold his head in place to encourage him to finish him off to orgasm. Stephen left the room and quickly returned after retrieving a condom from his coat pocket.

  Rodney took advantage of his absence to take his pants and boxer shorts off. Stephen smiled at the sight and tossed the condom onto the bed so he could finish undressing. Rodney took a moment to in the beauty of the nude man before him as Stephen moved on to the bed. Stephen's body was well muscled, evidence of his weekly trips to the gym, and his penis stood eight inches hard.

  Rodney stroked Stephen's erection as the other man slid the condom over his penis. In that moment Rodney realized he didn't quiet remember where the lube was. He had moved all of the sex supplies out of the bed room when Jason died. In a moment of panic his mind raced trying to find the memory of where he had put the lube.

  He jumped across the bed searching through the night stand, and then stood up on top of the bed so he could easily see the top shelf of the head board. It was in neither place.

  He then jumped off the bed and headed down the hall to the bathroom searching threw the medicine cabinet. Rodney was down on the floor searching through the cabinet under the sink when Stephen walked in.

  "Are you okay?" He asked.

  "Yes." Rodney blushed. "I just can't remember where the lube is."

  Stephen laughed, and Rodney realized how much of a loser that must have made him sound like. "It's just that I took it all out of the bed room after.." He let his words trail off.

  "I have some in my coat pocket, always a good thing to carry around anyway." Stephen said arching a brow. "Now if you'd like to come back to the bed room, I'll go get it. Or you can just wait here, sex on the floor might be fun."

  "No, I'll come back to the bed room. The carpet in the bathroom is notorious for leaving nasty carpet burn on the knees." Rodney answered once again not realizing that Stephen was trying to make him laugh.

  Stephen just shook his head and helped the other man up off the floor.

  Once back in the bed room Stephen kissed Rodney and stroked his penis through the condom to renew his passion. It didn't take much attention and Rodney's large penis was back to being erect.

  Rodney's penis throbbed as he watched Stephen put a foot up on the bed, and begin to work his lubed fingers in and out of his ass.

  Once Stephen had lubed his body and readied it to be penetrated, he crawled onto the bed. Rodney's penis ached as he took in the view of the other man on his hands and knees, ass presented up, waiting for hard organ to fill it.

  Rodney took his position behind Stephen and pressed the head of his penis against his opening. He felt Stephen relax and he began to work his way in. The tightness of the other man's body around his organ sent quivers of pleasure through Rodney as he began to thrust harder.

  His fingers dug into Stephen's hips as he pumped in and out. Stephen's moans only urged him on, to keep pumping harder and faster. Stephen bit into the pillow digging his nails of his free hand into the bed, the other hand busy stroking his hard penis, in time with Rodney's thrusts. There was already precum seeping out onto the palm of his hand.

  When he the twitching of Rodney's penis signaling his orgasm, it sent him over the edge, and his own semen spilled out into his hand and onto the bed.

  The next afternoon Lily came by right about the time Rodney was fixing himself lunch. He felt really good today, none of the guilt that he expected to experience had shown up yet. He was just taking the chicken out of the oven when Lily arrived. For the first time in a long time he was excited that she was there.

  "So how has last night?" She asked him as they sat the table. "It better had been good for you to run off without even telling me." Her voice sounded scolding but she was smiling at him.

  "It was fantastic. The sex was amazing. Stephen was even more beautiful nude." He said as he sat down.

  "Good." She said smiling.

  "Although, I acted like a complete moron and couldn't remember where the lube was." He said laughing at his own embarrassment.

  "It's in one of the boxes we put in the attic, but did he like totally laugh at you and call you a loser? I would have." She teased him as she took a bite of potato.

  "No, fortunately for me, he's much nicer than you are, you twit. And besides he had lube on him, well in his coat pocket." He said blushing.

  "Hmm.. Isn't it like weird for him to have lube on him if it was his first time going to a gay bar? Like if he just got divorced?" She asked arching a brow.

  "No!" Rodney snapped because that had crossed his mind too after Stephen had went home last night. "And anyway just because it was his first time at a gay bar, doesn't mean he's never had sex with another man. The way the man gave head, well, I'll just say that wasn't the first time that man gave head."

  "So do you think he sleeps around a lot?" Lily asked.

  "I don't know." Rodney said shrugging.

  After a few moments of silence, where Rodney silently cussed Lily up and down for being such a buzz kill he said "He did give me his number."

  "Well, that's good. If you had just given him yours I'd totally say he'd never call you again." Lily said smi
ling.

  "Why's that?" Rodney asked still annoyed with her.

  "Straight,gay, or somewhere in between: I think I have his type figured out. Wham, bam, thank you mams." Lily said frowning.

  "You don't know Stephen's like that, Lily!" Rodney said with a little more edge to his voice than he meant it to have.

  "And you don't know he's not!" She snapped back.

  "What's with you today, Miss Buzz Kill?" He asked.

  "Nothing." She said frowning.

  "Did something happen last night after I left?" He asked her, suddenly feeling worried.

  "No. Well, yes." She said sighing.

  "Come on, Lily, tell me what happened." He said "It can't be any worse than me not being able to remember where the lube was.

  Lily laughed and shook her head. "After I seen you leave with Stephen, I went down the street to the coffee house. I had originally planned to head over to that bar on 5th Ave, the music there is actually really good now, nothing like the old days. I was there drinking my coffee, and this gorgeous man sat down at my table. We talked, we we're each a little tipsy and one thing lead to another, and I took him home. He was gone when I woke up this morning. Didn't leave a number, an address, or hell even a thank you."

  "That bastard!" Rodney said shaking his head.

  "Well, you're right. Stephen might be different." She said to redirect the conversation away from her. "Why don't you call him?"

  "You know what I will." Rodney said getting up to retrieve his cell phone. He dialed in Stephen's number and waited for it to ring. It went directly to voice mail. "Hey Stephen, it's Rodney. I was just wondering if you wanted to get together for drinks next weekend?"

  "His phone is off." Rodney shrugged. "Most likely still asleep."

  Two weeks later Rodney still hadn't been able to get a hold of Stephen, and had given him up as a lost cause. Lily had been right, and what a shame that was. He'd have loved to see Stephen again, but then Rodney didn't really blame him. He hadn't been the most suave person alive. No, he'd pretty much been a loser.

  He headed out the door shaking his head at his own foolishness. Autumn was turning to winter,and the last of the season's leaves were falling as he walked to the coffee house to meet Lily. She had recovered quickly enough from the loser she'd taken home, and he knew he needed to do the same.

  When he arrived at the coffee house Lily was waiting outside for him.

  "You should have waited inside woman, it's freezing out here." Rodney said shaking his head.

  "We're going to have coffee, it'll warm me up." She said going inside.

  They were in line waiting to order, Lily was rambling on about how disgusting she thought the pumpkin spice cappuccino had been here the last time, and that's when he seen him.

  "Oh my God, Lily!" He whispered grabbing a hold of her arm. "That's him over there! That's Stephen."

  "Are you going to go talk to him?" She whispered back.

  "Maybe. No. I don't know. He hasn't answered his phone, maybe he doesn't want to talk to me." He whispered.

  "I'd still say go for it, Rodney." Lily said giving him a gentle push in the direction of Stephen's table. "Don't worry, I'll order your disgusting pumpkin spice for you."

  Rodney walked slowly up to Stephen's table where he was sitting alone reading a book.

  "Hi." He said timidly.

  "Hi." Stephen said without looking up.

  Rodney was about to walk away in disappointment when Stephen finally looked up.

  "Rodney!" He said jumping up and hugging him. "I tried to find your house again the next day, because I got home and realized I had lost my cell phone at the club that night. I took the taxi driver in circles around the neighbor hood, but it had been dark that night, and I wasn't paying much attention to where we were headed. I couldn't remember which house was yours. I never thought I'd see you again."

  Rodney laughed. "It's okay. I kept calling your phone, and it always went to voice mail. I thought you were avoiding me."

  "No, I lost it at the club. It must have gotten thrown away or something. It goes to voice mail like that when it's dead." He said smiling.

  "So do you want to hang out again?" Rodney asked him.

  "Absolutely. When would be a good time for you?" Stephen asked grinning.

  "How about right now?" He asked hopefully.

  "Sure, but we'll go to my place I know where the lube is." Stephen teased.

  ***

  About a year later when Rodney asked Stephen to move in with him, and when they were moving boxes in Rodney dropped his keys in the plastic plant by the coat rack. When he bent down to retrieve them from inside the pot. His hand happened upon a cell phone.

  "Stephen, honey, I think I found your phone." He called out the door laughing.