Erotic gay fiction from Gaydar: Passion
It had all been planned. Strangers meeting in a bar and the fun they would have afterwards.
Rockford was willing to play along. Ever since they had met on Gaydar, they had enjoyed inventing different scenarios but tonight’s was going to be a special one.
Steve was upstairs in a trendy gay bar drinking his usual Jack Daniels and coke.
The music was lively and the crowd were in a good mood. People were chatting and enjoying the atmosphere. In a dimly lit corner, he was sitting in a wing-backed chair admiring the view. A leather-clad guy was resting his elbows on the balcony railings looking down on the dance floor below.
The tight trousers showed off every curve. A leather shirt clung tightly to his broad shoulders and the sleeves were straining at the seams trying to contain those massive muscles. The guy, sensing he was being watched, just moved a little to the music before turning slightly with a broad smile on his face towards Steve. Yes, he was handsome and he knew it. He returned his gaze to the dance floor once more, only to look back a few minutes later. Yes – you are working the outfit, Steve thought to himself.
Steve’s drink was empty, so he had to go to the bar anyway. He decided to chat to the guy.
“A good night tonight…” Steve said to the guy. “Great crowd.”
“Yes…” said the guy “Not been here before. Is it usually like this? I’m Rockford, by the way.”
“Nice to meet you – I’m Steve. Can I buy you a drink?”
“Great! A porn star martini please.”
“Really?” thought Steve with a smile.
They stood chatting, watching. Watching the gyrations of the young guy on the dance floor.
“Are you on your own?” asked Rockford.
“Looks that way…” nodded Steve. “I think I’ve been stood up, and there was me hoping to get my cock sucked tonight.”
“I could do that for you?” smiled Rockford.
“Come on then…” grinned Steve. “I’m in the Holiday Inn, just around the corner.”
It was raining heavily as they left the club. There was the usual awkwardness of getting to the room, but once inside it was time to get out of their clinging, wet clothes. They hurriedly undressed each other.
As Steve was just about to take off his pants, Rockford picked him up and lifted him over his shoulder. Rockford’s body was warm, his aftershave was strong and the sensation of being picked up and carried was so stimulating – not that Steve needed any further stimulation.
Rockford stopped by the full-length mirror, turning so they could both enjoy the reflection of Rockford’s masterful strength and macho dominance.
Rockford threw Steve down onto the bed and pinned him down with his strong arms, kissing him across his chest. Rockford licked Steve’s nipples, running the tip of his tongue round and round in languorous circles, then giving them a slight bite. Teasing them until they stood erect and stiff.
“Bloody hell…” thought Steve, this is a new side of Rockford.
Pulling off his pants would have been too easy. No, Rockford wanted to rip them off with his teeth. Steve’s cock was already poking out at the top of his waist-band – swollen, wet and hard.
Savagely, Rockford went down on Steve’s cock, masterfully working his mouth down the full length, managing to go right up to his balls. Rockford moved his head up and down, playing with the cock-head and then back down again, biting the side, licking it, before kissing the base and sucking his balls – taking each one into his mouth, one at a time. Steve was in heaven, almost forgetting that he should be trying to please Rockford as well.
Getting Rockford to straddle him in a 69 position, Steve grabbed Rockford’s cock – he was rock hard. Steve found it difficult to bend Rockford’s cock back to get it into his mouth, so he decided to concentrate on Rockford’s ass. Knowing that rimming gave Rockford an enormous amount of pleasure, Steve used his mouth and tongue on Rockford’s fuck-hole – teasing it, flicking it, gorging on it, Rockford was soon moaning with pleasure.
Steve inserted his thumb into Rockford’s ass. It was warm and wet. Rockford pushed back on it, wanting more.
Flipping Rockford onto his back, Steve lifted Rockford’s legs onto his shoulders. Steve lined his hard cock up against Rockford’s spit-slick fuck-hole.
“Are you ready?” asked Steve.
Rockford grunted as Steve penetrated him. Steve pushed slowly forward until his cock was deep inside. Their eyes locked as the intensity of their fucking steadily increased.
“Let’s cum together…” grunted Rockford.
“Are you close?” asked Steve.
“Very close…” nodded Rockford.
Steve increased the power of his thrusts – slamming his cock hard and deep into Rockford’s ass.
“Fuck!” gasped Rockford. “Do it!”
The orgasm that followed was explosive. Both men shot their loads. Both crying out with pleasure. Not wanting it to end, keeping the motion going. Eventually, Steve collapsed down to lay beside Rockford on the bed – both of them breathing heavily – wasted, satisfied, pleasured.
They lay there for some time. Steve kissed Rockford’s chest, gently massaging his still swollen cock, enjoying the moment. Rockford hugged Steve, he knew that was what Steve liked. Just to be held.
Eventually, Steve got up to take a shower.
“Come and join me?” he suggested to Rockford.
The shower was large with a waterfall head. Steve adjusted the lighting and lit a couple of candles. Strong light is never needed when having a romantic shower. The two men held each other in an embrace under the falling water.
“Let me wash you…” said Steve. “Turn around. I want to wash your back.”
Rockford stood almost in a frisking pose with his hands on the tiled wall allowing the water to now run down his back. Steve lathered him up. Feeling those powerful arms. The taut stomach. Kissing his back, still very much turned on by Rockford’s body. And those legs. His thighs were literally like tree trunks. Never again would he rib Rockford for spending too much time in the gym. Steve got down on his knees. The water was running in his eyes – he didn’t care, he wanted to enjoy that ass one last time. Reaching around, he found that Rockford was getting hard again. His cock may have been clean but he was sure it needed washing again.
“Your turn…” said Rockford.
Steve took the stance and was enjoying the attention he was now getting. Rockford was also getting pleasure out of Steve’s ass.
“I want to fuck you…” said Rockford.
Steve was normally the top but at this point he didn’t want the moment to end. Rockford’s fingers were now inserted into Steve’s ass.
“Okay…” nodded Steve. “But take it slow.”
“Of course…” grinned Rockford.
Slowly, Rockford inserted his cock into Steve’s tight fuck-hole.
“You feel enormous!” gasped Steve.
But Rockford didn’t hold back. As Steve relaxed, Rockford penetrated Steve deeper until he was fully inside him.
“See!” grinned Rockford. “I told you that you could take me.”
Steve laid his head back on Rockford’s shoulder. Rockford was squeezing Steve’s nipples. Pawing at his chest. The room was now full of hot steam. The movement of the pair could only just be seen in the mirror on the wall opposite. Steve was now pushing back wanting it harder. Rockford was obliging.
It was Rockford’s turn to say “Are you ready?”
Steve soon felt Rockford’s cum unloading deep inside his ass.
“I knew that I would get to fuck you one day…” grinned Rockford.