Gay Erotic Stories

Last year I was on Vacation from school, I was studying for a major in journalism, I was seventeen and at the top of my class. I decided to go visit my aunt who had raised me, she was now living alone, my uncle had died a few years earlier. The night I got there I couldn’t sleep, there where to many memories flooding back. I was 5'8", had a good well formed smooth body, I was a star gymnast in my high school, had girls at my door 24/7, short cropped brown hair, and my health was perfect. I couldn’t say the same about my mental health. I got out of bed, put my clothes on, and climbed out my second story window so my aunt wouldn’t get worried if she heard the door, this is exactly what I had done when I was younger. I got into my car and began to drive to the place where my problems began to follow me, the Brooklyn Bridge. A friend of mine had fallen of one of the pillars, and it seemed that with her a piece of me and my other friends also went down. I arrived at the bridge, and looked at the dreaded fourth pillar, the last time I had seen it, it had been surrounded by yellow police lines. Now they were making repairs on the bridge, and there was a long metal stair going all the way up to the top. I had to be alone, and I climbed up, the humidity was horrible so I left my jacket in my car, now I was only wearing a tight white beater, my boots, and tight Levis. .I got to the top of the bridge and forced myself to sit on the edge, and I began to weep to myself. "Your Aunt told me you were coming, I was gonna go see you tomorrow, but I saw you coming out of the window, I knew you would, but I didn’t expect you to come here." I turned around, my old best friend Aaron was standing there, his figure looked beautiful against the sunlight, best friends since middle school. He had recently had alcohol problems, but I knew he was over that, he was 2 years older than me, 6'1", dirty blonde hair, and worked as a physical trainer, so his body was perfect, he came over and sat next to me. "I missed you," I told him. His only reply was “ditto”. We sat there for about an hour talking about the good old days, and about our most recent problems, he looked at me and rubbed the back of his hand against my skin to wipe away my tears, his skin was so smooth. I held his large hand there, then out of nowhere, he began to passionately kiss me, I returned the kiss and laid back, so he was on top of me, I could feel his large package against my leg, I put my hand down there, and released it, I could feel his pubic hairs against my skin. We stopped kissing for a while and got undressed . Here we were a top the Brooklyn Bridge leaving our problems behind and picking up a lover His body was perfect, a tight 6 pack, totally hairless like me, and a nice uncut 8 inch dick, mine was only 7 1/2 but it was throbbing from the intensity of the moment. He crawled over me and began to suck my dick, I had done this many times before, but I didn’t know about him, I slipped my finger into his asshole, it wasn’t tight which answered my question. He sucked good, I could make out the nice curve of his ass in the moonlight, I was groaning in pleasure and ecstasy, .He stopped sucking, I smiled at him and turned him around there was pre-cum dripping out of my dick, I didn't need a lubricant, and I began to ass fuck him, my dick slid in just fine and he began to moan, I felt him playing with my well hung nut sack. Then I burst inside of him, it came gush after gush of sweet juice, It began to drip out of his ass, I took my dick out, and began eating my own cum out of his ass, he moaned , moans that were turning me on again despite how much I had just squirted. "My turn" he said in a sexy voice, he kissed me and lifted my legs over his shoulder, the stone of the pillar scrapping at my back. I took all of him inside me, he fucked me mean and fast. I occasionally screamed, the deeper he went he kept on mumbling stuff like "you like it, you want more?" and my only response was yes! He came after a while, I felt myself being filled up. He withdrew and I grabbed is now limping dick and licked all his sweet cum off it , tasting every last salty morsel. We looked deep into each other’s green eyes, and kissed again. I had come to this bridge to leave my problems behind, and picked up a lover that I knew would last in the future. I lay there in his arms for what seemed like forever. After a while, we got dressed and went back to his place, we didn't do anything else that night except comfort each other, but this relationship still lasts. Please e- mail me any comments or ideas, or if you just wanna chat, at BenRC@webtv.net