A gay sex story: Dark Desires Ch. 01
I knew it would happen one day, I just wasn’t sure when. First it was stealing quick glances when passing a tall dark stranger in the street. Sometimes it was in my apartment building in the elevator, or sometimes at the local gym. I would do a double take, and my imagination would wander. I had a deep dark desire that needed to be fulfilled.
I hit my late twenties and I wanted the real thing. I wanted to feel that desire deep inside of me. I wanted to taste the desire. I wanted that desire to stand behind me, and gently kiss the back of my neck.
He had long muscular arms and a perfect chiselled chest. He towered over me, standing about six-foot-five. I imagined reaching inside his clothes, and running my hands along his tall naked body. He had just the perfect amount of facial hair. He had little black goatee which surrounded his thick purple lips.
He never mentioned anything about a being in a relationship. We worked together for a few years in the local senior college. Thomas taught social studies, and I taught history in the adjacent classroom. Besides the casual small-talk in the teacher’s lounge, we didn’t talk much.
Every Monday afternoon, a few of us teachers would take their students swimming. Today was the last swim of the year. This was definitely one outing I would never forget.
Thomas had gone to the stall to change, and I accidentally opened the door. I hadn’t been paying attention, and I pushed the door wide open. I turned beet red, nearly knocking the door against his naked body.
“Shit, I’m sorry!” I said, probably swearing a bit too loud.
I pulled the door shut behind me, and he quickly locked it. I was worried our students had seen what had happened.
I went into the other stall, and got dressed for swimming. He had the body I had always fantasized about. He was massive, and it hung down like small branch. He was hairless everywhere on his body. Well, except for a small patch just above his massive…..It was the biggest I had seen in my life. He was my tall dark desire, and he was all I wanted.
We rounded up our students and headed to the pool. I was trying my hardest not to stare at him while we swam.
“TAG!” he yelled, tapping his long finger on my shoulder.
I jokingly chased him all over the pool. I just wanted to touch him again. He was way too fast, and I could barely get him.
At three- thirty we ‘packed up’ and headed out of the pool. Of course, I had to be walking out of the pool behind Thomas.
“TAG, you’re it!” I yelled, tapping him on the shoulder.
He turned and smiled back at me. I wish I could just slide my hand down his body, and rip his bathing shorts right off. I know he would love it. I know I would make him feel so good.
“Don’t forget to lock the stall” He reminded me in the locker room.
I turned red with embarrassment, and we both started laughing. I wonder if he knew how much I was into him.
We got dressed fast because it was so cold in the changing room. We walked across the street to the college, and the students left for the day. Once the students left, Thomas asked if he can speak to me for a minute. I was sure he was going to say something about seeing him naked. I was so embarrassed.
I pulled a chair up, and sat down on the opposite side of his desk. He didn’t say much, and handed me a small blue pamphlet.
He knew that I never went to these out of town workshops. He knew I passionately hated travelling. Then the perfect melody rang out of his mouth.
“Just me and you man, we would share a room” He said, with a perfect smile on his face.
I didn’t want to seem too eager but I could already feel my heart pounding.
“I’m in!”
He smiled at my enthusiasm. None of the other teachers seemed interested. Most were too busy with their families, and didn’t want to spend their weekend out of town. I tried not to make it obvious, but I could barely contain myself. I knew the next few weeks were going to be torture.
Every night before bed I would I would find Videos of guys who looked like Thomas. I would reach between the sheets, and slowly jerk myself up and down. I was pretending it was the two of us naked together under my blanket. I wanted him next to me in my bed. I want to taste every part of him. I wanted to make love and cuddle with him. I wanted him inside me, and I wanted to be inside him.
After a coffee and some terrible airport breakfast, we boarded our flight to our convention in Philadelphia. I explained to Thomas that I was nervous about flying, and he reassured me everything would be ok. My heart was beating heavy the whole flight, but having him next to me seemed to sooth me.
After a really boring four hour flight, we hailed a taxi and checked into the hotel. We were in for a very interesting surprise. We opened the door, and realized that there was only one bed! After a bit of discussion, we decided the huge hotel bed was big enough for the two of us.
We started to change and get ready for our first workshop. Thomas was always a sharp dresser, and donned on a dark black suit. He wore a white button-down shirt, and a dark blue tie. I wore dark khaki pants, and a red plaid shirt. That was pretty much how I always dressed.
The teacher’s convention was incredibly boring. It was clearly being given by people who had never worked inside a college classroom. The only thing keeping me awake was discreetly staring at Thomas. I stole keep peeks between his thighs, at the bulge by his zipper. I wanted to grab his tie, pull him forward and kiss him. I wanted to undo that zipper and taste that massive dark cock.
Of course, he had to tease me by taking of his suit jacket. His tight shirt buttons were almost popping off his muscular chest. I kept thinking, what if I just ‘accidently’ touched him. Just to mess with him I tapped him on the shoulder.
“TAG you’re it!” I whispered in his ear.
Good thing we were sitting way in the back of the conference room. He jumped up in his chair and shook his head at me. Fifteen minutes later he was fully asleep.
This was the worst workshop we had ever been too, and we knew what we needed. We needed dinner and strong drinks. On the way out of the workshop, Thomas suggested we go back to the hotel room and change. Since it was only a fifteen minute walk, I really didn’t mind. I wish I had the confidence to make a move, but I was so scared. Sharing a bed was definitely going to be interesting.
Thomas got in the shower, and I started to sing loudly. It was some old R&B song which I couldn’t pin, but he sung it well. His smooth melodic voice echoed confidently from the open bathroom door. I loved everything about him. He was so hot and so good at everything. I was sure this was the longest shower ever in History.
Thomas finally turned the water off, and came out of the bathroom fully naked. Steam poured out of the bathroom behind his tall naked body.
“I forgot my towel!” He mumbled.
He quickly grabbed the towel off our bed. I was trying hard not to look at his cock dangling between his legs, or stare at his massive shaven balls. I bit my lip and looked the other way, pretending to watch TV.
“I really don’t care if you see me naked” He said, wiping his naked body up and down.
Every part of his beautiful body was showing. I snuck another glance and his beautiful toned body, this time from behind. I never even looked at a guy’s naked ass before, but his was so toned and perfect. It was so round and thick, and yet so soft. I pretended to play on my phone while he dried off in middle of the room.
I still couldn’t figure Thomas out. He never said a word about dating anyone. During dinner it seemed that he was flirting with the waitress. I mean he was a really hot guy, and for sure could get any girls number.
I tried to focus on the meal we were eating, but I just kept thinking about Thomas. Over dinner we complained about our jobs, and how the students never took anything seriously. We had a couple of more drinks, and some chocolate cake for desert. Since we were both really tired, we made our way back to the hotel.
I was surprised when he went under the covers. He peeled his clothes off, and went under the covers completely naked. I was sure something was finally going to happen, but I was too chicken shit to make a move. Thomas was flipping through all the channels, of course he stopped at the porn channel.
“You don’t mind if I watch?” He asked, reaching between his legs.
He started pleasuring himself up and down under the covers. Ironically, he was watching interracial porn. The same porn I would watch when I dreamt about him. Here he was jerking off, inches away from me.
What was I waiting for? I wanted him so badly. I could hear him smacking himself against the blanket. Ten minutes later, I heard a loud moan and that was it. He grabbed a small towel and wiped himself. He turned to the side, and fell asleep. I just lost my chance! What the hell was wrong with me? I could have at least jerked him off a little. We had one more night together…I had to make a move.
It was so beautiful out the next day. Since it was such a nice morning, Thomas decided to get up early and go for a jog. I couldn’t believe Thomas jogged shirtless, I wish I had the confidence he had.
“Try to keep up!” he yelled, smiling at back at me.
I did my best, but I was sweating head to toe. It was running behind him that really motivated me. My imagination kept on wandering as his toned ass cheeks bounced up and down. I wanted to just reach out and squeeze them. It seemed like an eternity, and thirty-five minutes later we ended up back at the hotel.
As soon as we got back to the room, he took his shorts off and jumped in the shower. Since I knew it took him forever to shower, I had an idea. While he was in the shower, I picked up his sweaty gym shorts and jerked myself off. It was the fasted I ever came in my life. I was able to clean myself off, and pull my pants up just in time. Of course, he came out of the bathroom with just a towel on. It was wrapped tight around his waist, and his giant bulge was clearly pushing out between his legs.
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