Gay Erotic Stories

Once inside the house, Matthew found neither one of his grandparents.

“Grandpa? Grandma?” he walked into the living room to find four of his grandpa’s male friends chatting on the sofa and chairs.

“Hi there,” said Matthew, “have you guys seen my grandpa? I got a pretty urgent text from him.”

“Oh, that wasn’t really from him. It was from us,” said a fat old man. There was a thin one, the fat one, a young one (mid sixties when the others were mid seventies), and one who looked like he’d risen from the grave.

“Sit down, Matthew. Your grandparents are out and we need to ask you a favour,” said the young one. Once Matthew sat down, the old men seemed a bit awkward, each one more reluctant than the other to speak.

“What is it? Are my grandparents okay?”

“Yes, yes, they’re fine,” said the old grave man. “We called you here because we want to ask you a favour.”

“But you’re more than welcome to decline if it makes you the slightest bit uncomfortable,” added the thin one.

“Alright. What is it?” asked Matthew.

“Your grandfather would kill us if we told you this,” said the grave man, “but he saw you masturbating one night when you were sleeping over.”

“Oh,” said Matthew, surprised that his grandfather had been vocal about the incident to his friends, but quite turned on by the thought of grandpa describing it to them.

“You may not understand this at your age,” explained the oldest man, “but we all yearn to be like you again. We all used to be horny young men with great bodies who could do what and whoever we wanted. You don’t even realise your time is running out until it’s too late. So, what we wanted to ask you was whether you might want to give us a demonstration of how you pleasure yourself. It’s not a homosexual thing, we’re all straight here, but we just want to see what it’s like one last time.”

All Matthew could say was “Oh.” Then silence as he thought it through for a few seconds. Did he want to jerk off for four old straight men? Why was he even debating this in his head?

“I’m happy to help,” said Matthew, standing up and taking his vest off to reveal his alabaster skin and defined torso.

“You sure about this?” the younger old man asked.

“We’re all guys here. I’m happy to help out,” Matthew smiled, pulling down his shorts to reveal a tight pair of white Calvin Klein briefs.

“Oh,” said the fat one, “I thought all the kids wore boxers these days.”

“That’s for guys with small dicks,” said Matthew, “they don’t need any support.” He pulled down his underwear, freeing his plump four inch dick and balls and standing completely naked in front of four old men.

“Wow. Great soft size, boy,” the thin one said.

“Yeah, I’m somewhere between a grower and a shower,” said Matthew, loving the rush he was getting from being nude in front of all the clothed old men. “Would you guys like to take a closer look before I beat off?” The old men looked over at each other, and then nodded.

Matthew walked up to the thin man first, angling his penis towards the man’s face. He could feel the blood rushing into his dick, pushing it up to a semi.

“You’ve still got your foreskin,” observed the thin man. I’ve always been circumcised. “Would you mind if I touch it?”

“Of course not,” said Matthew, “I just showered.” The man reached for Matthew’s dick and pulled back the foreskin, sending a chill through Matthew’s body. His dick was getting harder and harder, so the thin man took his hand away.

“Looks like you’re almost ready to go,” said the thin man.

“That’s what a hand will do to me,” replied Matthew, moving over to the fat man.

“Hold on a second,” said the fat man, moving forward towards Matthew’s dick, “do you shave your balls?”

“Yeah. It feels great when I masturbate,” said Matthew. “None of you guys ever do it?” Everyone replied no. Matthew tugged at his balls once. He was now rock hard, his dick inches away from the fat man’s face.

“Do you wanna feel me hard?” Matthew asked the old man.

“You sure you don’t mind?”

“Really don’t,” said Matthew as the old man wrapped his hand around Matthew’s dick and squeezed it hard.

“Man, I miss the days I could get that hard,” said the fat man. Matthew moved on to the younger one, letting him take a squeeze as well.

“Thanks,” said the younger one. Matthew could swear he saw a bit of a bulge in the man’s pants, but he wasn’t sure. He moved on to the really old guy who gave his dick another squeeze and said, “right, now it’s over to you.”

Matthew walked over to his chair and sat down, spreading his muscular thighs so that the men had a clear view of his erection.

“Here goes,” said the eighteen year old, grabbing hold of his dick and pulling it up and down at a steady pace.

“What does it feel like?” asked the thin man.

“Really hard. Like a rock,” dictated Matthew, “I love fisting my dick and massaging my smooth balls at the same time.” The men watched as Matthew pleasured himself, his pecks and biceps tensing as he pumped his eight-inch dick.

“Ooooh,” moaned Matthew as a bit of pre-cum oozed from his slit. “When there’s pre- cum I know I either need to stop immediately or blow my load.”

“Sure you’re okay with this?” asked the younger man, his erection completely visible in his pants now.

“Oh yeah,” panted Matthew, “I think I’m getting close.” Wanting to give the old men as much of a show a possible, Matthew let go of his balls, letting them bounce up and down as he pumped his cock.

“Everyone got a good view?” asked Matthew. “I’m gonna cum!” The old men nodded and Matthew lost his sense of decency when it came to language.

“Oh yeah, I’m gonna cum really fuckin’ hard for you guys. My dick’s gonna burst!” Matthew pushed his balls upwards with his right thumb. Every time the hand fisting his dick hit his balls it made a loud flapping noise. The old men stared wide-eyed as the young boy stuck his legs straight out, every muscle in his body tensed.

“Yes! Yes! Oh fuck!” five thick ropes of cum spurted out of his dick and landed on his hard pecks. “Oh yeah,” Matthew sighed as he milked the last bits of oozing cum from his hard penis. He lay back in the chair, letting his audience soak up the sight of a naked young man with pink balls, a slowly softening penis, hard muscles, and cum all over his chest. Matthew smiled.

“I feel really naked right now,” the youth said. “Was that okay for you guys?”

“It was great!” said the thin man. All the men then thanked him at once.

“Happy to help,” said Matthew, getting up and holding his hand over his dick head so as not to dirty the carpet. Not making any other attempts to cover up, Matthew turned his naked ass to the old men and walked to the bathroom. He cleaned up his chest and took a good look at himself in the mirror, happy with what he saw.

Dick now completely flaccid and swinging between his thighs, Matthew walked back into the living room where the old men were still sitting. The moment he entered they went completely quiet – they’d obviously been talking about him. Sitting wide-legged on the chair with his dick and balls hanging down and in clear view of then men, Matthew addressed them.

“I sure would have liked to show you guys more stuff, but I’m a bit exhausted. Is it okay if I put my clothes back on and go?”

“Of course!” said the fat old man. “We’re very grateful for what you’ve done for us.”

“I’m happy to help. Any time,” said Matthew, getting up and turning his back to them. He bent down to reach his underwear, keeping his legs wide enough apart to give the guys a view of his pink hole. The excitement of the feeling of them staring at his most intimate space almost got him hard again as he pulled up his underwear and shorts.

Carrying his vest in his hand, Matthew said goodbye to the old men and headed home. After he’d gone, Matthew’s grandfather’s friends sat in silence, replaying the episode in their heads. The younger old man excused himself and went to the rest room.