GAY EROTIC STORY
"A Straight Guy's First Time"

I’ll be candid. I love seducing straight guys. Enticing a straight guy into his first time with gay sex is a real turn-on for me. When I succeed in getting him naked with me, there’s nothing hotter than watching him look at my body, knowing that this is the first time he’s touched another’s guy’s erection; that this is the first time he’s really wanted sex with another man.

Right from the outset, I take my time, because many prospects are shy or nervous. I’m thickset, with a solid build and a very hairy body, including a short-cropped beard and moustache. Some guys find me a little intimidating, so I never rush it. His body language is the best way to tell how tempted he’s getting. To give you some idea, let me tell you about a recent incident.

I’m sunning on the roof deck of my apartment building. The owners have fixed it up with lounge chairs, tables, and umbrellas. I’m usually alone here during my mid-afternoon breaks, so I’m a bit surprised when this guy wanders out. I look at him for a moment. He’s dark-haired, clean-shaven, in his early-thirties. I resume reading but am aware of him roaming around the deck, looking over the railings. He’s also eyeing me with more than casual interest. He moves closer.

“Hi there!” I say in my friendliest voice. “I’m Rob.”

“Derek,” he says. I get to my feet to shake hands.

He tries to keep his eyes on mine, but they drift down to my chest. Then they snap back. “I was just thinking of getting a beer, Rob. Would you like one?”

“I sure would. Thanks.”

He heads for the door. He looks solid, but the loose clothes hide too much. I reach into my gym shorts and shift my cock and balls so they hang free of the webbing, just in case I want to boost his appetite. Then I move another lounge chair close to, and facing, mine.

When he reappears, Derek has two beers, but he’s shirtless and has changed into jean shorts. I was right about “solid” – he’s a well-built, compact guy, with hardly a hair on his body.

“Thank you for this,” I say. We click bottles, and I take a swig. “Smart of you to put on shorts. When it gets really hot up here, I sometimes take mine off.”

He looks at me, surprised, maybe wondering if I’m kidding, then says, “I couldn’t find my swim trunks. I’ve just moved in and I haven’t finished unpacking.”

“Is there any hurry?” I ask, eyeing his impressive biceps and torso.

“Not really,” he replies. “I don’t start my new job until next Monday.”

“From what I see, I’m guessing you work out,” I say, raising my left knee and lazily scratching my hairy, inner thigh.

“I don’t, but I probably should. I’ve just quit my construction job out west, and city life could turn this to fat.” His fingers try to grasp excess flesh at his waist, but there is none.

“I’ve got some fitness equipment, if you’d like to try it,” I offer, aware that he’s hardly taken his eyes off me. His gaze follows my hand when I casually brush my chest hair.

“That would be great,” he says. “You could probably give me some tips.”

I shift my right leg so that my calf muscle just touches the back of his hand. “Glad to help a man in need,” I say. What I have in mind is our naked bodies together – and that thought swells my cock, and the head pushes past the lower edge of my gym shorts.

I pretend not to notice, but I see an obvious bulge in Derek’s crotch. He increases the pressure on my leg. His gaze stays fixed on my shorts and then slowly moves up to my face.

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