Gay Erotic Stories

DISCLAIMER: This story contains gay sex and drug use. If you are not legally allowed to view such material in your area, or offended by such material please read something else. Otherwise, have fun with this story. I couldn’t help staring the first time I saw him. He had big blue eyes and medium length bleach blonde hair. He had mocha brown skin that seemed just right to his other features. His nose was small and he had the most succulent pink lips I had ever seen. He had a good solid build, the muscle were just lightly showing through his tight blue shirt. My name is Justin. I’m about 5’9”, black hair, brown eyes, milk chocolate brown complexion. I have the quintessential twinky body frame. I never really had to do any hard work in my life. Luck of the draw, I guess. I was staring at the hottest man on earth I thought. He was so fucking sexy. I saw him for the first time at a coffee bar around the corner from campus. I was studying for a midterm when I saw him come in. I found my eyes drawn to him. He was the perfect package. “Gawk, why don’t you. Have some tact bitch.” “Fuck you Randy, look at him, he’s so hot. Why do they always have to be straight? That girl doesn’t even realize that half the men in this room are staring. She could have been a little more considerate before bringing her sex toys into a gay meat market.” The loving couple ordered their coffee and sat at the table across from me. “Study, don’t look. Drink your coffee, go have a cigarette.” I sat outside taking a drag of my cigarette, wondering what time it was when he walked outside. “Hey man, can I bum a cig from you. I’m all out.” “You mind menthol? Its all I got?” “Beggars can’t be choosers.” I asked myself, why is he sitting down with me, as he plopped down into the chair across from me. We made small talk as I tried not to look at him to intently in the eye. How was I gonna hide my boner when I get out of this chair? “Thanks for the smoke guy. Have a goodnight,” he said in this sexy voice. I decided I needed to go home and jack-off. It would be a good study break. I went inside to grab my shit when I saw my roomie talking to this guy. They seemed to be engaging in this Macho straight male conversation, light punches, laughing. I decide to get one more word in to my dream guy. “Hey Thomas, I’m going home now. I gotta study. I’ll catch you at the house.” “Cool man, I’ll see you later. By the way this is my friend George. We went to high school together back home. This kid is such a fucking pothead. I swear, we used to get so high, George once ran around the block buck naked ringing doorbells.” “Cool. You should come by our house and smoke sometime.” What the hell was I saying? “Sweet man. That be cool, but I don’t have your address.” “No prob,” Thomas said, “I’ll give it to you before we leave. When are you and your sister going home?” Sister, huh? “She’s going back tomorrow. I just got moved into my apartment. I’m transferring here next semester.” SWEET, my mind yelled. Fantasy material, I thought as I said goodnight again. Straight boy is a friend of my roomie so maybe he’ll drop by our house sometime. I’ll make Thomas invite him over. *** I was chilling in the house, with nobody around. Spring fucking break, no roomies, plenty of jack-off time. That’s what I was actually doing when the phone rang. “Hello, is Thomas there?” “No he’s not here right now, he went out of town for spring break. Can I take a message?” “Hey is this Justin? This is George. Hey man do you wanna smoke? I got this dank-ass kb, and I don’t know anybody else in town.” “Sure”, I heard my voice saying as I gave him directions to our house. I took a moment to assess the situation at hand, my rock hard dick aside. What the hell was I doing? He’s coming here, there’s nobody else home, we’re gonna smoke and I gonna be horny as shit. I better finish up before he gets here. I slowly started stroking my dick as I thought about the hot guy that would soon be at my house. I stroked my seven inches with two hands to get the best grip. I slid my hand up and down my shaft with quick movements. Those shoulders. I could feel the orgasm building. That butt, I thought as I gripped my dick a little harder. Those lips, as I felt the first wave of orgasm hit me. DING-DONG. Oh shit! He was at the door already. I didn’t realize I had been jacking off for thirty minutes. “Hey man, what’s up? I like your house man. It’s cool. Ready to smoke? This shit is sweet.” “Cool, come on in and have a seat. I just got finished exercising man.” “Cool.” So, we sit down on the couch and we start smoking. We smoked and smoked and I was wasted. I was geeking so hard. Every time I looked at him I realized how awkward I felt and I couldn’t stop laughing. It was funny and sure enough, I looked at that cute ass face and I popped some wood. I couldn’t stop picturing him going down.… “You still there man? You looked like you zoned out.” His fingers were inches in front of my face. His hands were very manly and I could make out bits and pieces of his beautiful face. “Yeah man, I’m cool. I’m just really high.” I had to get away from him even if it were only for a few minutes. So I told him that I had to use the bathroom. He asked if we had any munchies and I told him there was some leftover lasagna in the frig. I stumbled into the bathroom and looked at my erection tenting the front of my pants. I was gonna have to get rid of him soon or I was gonna make a spectacle of myself. I heard him in the kitchen so I walked in. He was standing there eating the lasagna. I got ready to tell him it was late when I saw it. It was huge. The bulge in his pants had swollen like three times over. I must have been some kind of fucked up. “This shit is so good it gave me wood man. Looks like you didn’t need any though.” My heart stopped beating for about three seconds. There was a hot ass guy in my kitchen, with the biggest package I had ever seen, talking about my erection. FUCK THIS SHIT MAN! Blame it on the weed I thought to myself. “So do you usually get that hard from eating lasagna?” I couldn’t keep a straight face. I busted out laughing. What was I doing? “Not usually. It must be your cooking.” “Sorry to tell you, the only thing I contributed to that lasagna was the two bucks I paid for it at the store.” He started walking towards me with a fork full pointed at me. “Have some. This shit is good.” He puts the fork full into my mouth. Damn he is being really friendly. “The only thing that’s missing is some sausage. You got any sausage?” I had to be really stoned. That was too corny and sexual to have actually come from out of his mouth. PLAY ALONG IDIOT! “I sure do but it’s packed away somewhere. You wanna help me find it?” “I thought you would never ask, my friend,” and with that he cupped his hand right on my dick. “Looks like I found some.” “Uh-huh.” “I’m sorry, I’m usually not this corny when I’m puttin’ the moves on the ladies, but we’re high, I’m horny, and my dick is talking for me.” Straight but willing. What was I getting myself into? But those lips. And then he kissed me, and I felt those soft lips pressing mine. The room started spinning or was that me? Me, probably. That kiss turned into a passion filled lovelock as he began invading my mouth with his tongue. I felt the hands pulling my shirt, but I was too preoccupied with running my hands along his firm, muscled back. This man was a wet dream and I was out of my mind with lust. I couldn’t take this much longer. “So, where’s your bed?” I ran down the hall, almost dragging him on the floor. Bed bed bed. I fell on the bed on my back and he began taking my pants off. My dick had escaped my briefs on its own and was leaking like a hose. “Wow, looks like you got a little problem down there. Somebody looks as if they’re a little too excited, but that’s not really a problem now is it?” He started kissing me on my neck, trailing kisses down to my nipple. He started lightly chewing on my nipple and I knew I couldn’t hold out much longer. He started going further and further down my navel, and then he stopped. I felt his lips on the tip of my cock and his mouth slowly easing its way over the head. He started sucking in more and more of my dick until I was half way in. He started rolling my balls in his fingers and I was in another place. If I was gonna last I had to take action. “My turn” I pulled him onto the bed and rolled him onto his back. I practically ripped his shirt off, and started unzipping his pants. The bulge had grown. I was determined to find out exactly what he had to offer. His pants slid off and I knew I was in trouble. His dick was barely contained by his boxers. I reached my hand inside the front and wrapped my hand around his shaft. My finger couldn’t reach all the way around it. I had to see it. I literally ripped his boxers off. I was a mad man. There it stood like a monument before my eyes. It was fucking huge. I figured it had to be around 11 inches long, wide as my wrist, and cut. Thank you god! I grabbed his balls and started rolling them around my fingers. They were the a little bit smaller than golf balls, but not by much. I sucked one into my mouth and ran my tongue all over it. “That fells so good. I never had a girl do that before.” He lost his train of thought when I started rolling my tongue around the head of his cock. I gently sucked on just the tip, ravishing his slit with my tongue. I finally started inching my way down his pole. My mouth was stretched wide. “That feels so good.” “Ummmm.” My mouth was full. I started tweaking his nipples as I started to go up and down his meat. I could feel his muscle tensing and then relaxing as he started fully enjoying the sensations. He put his hands on my head and started to lightly guide me further down his cock. He stopped pushing when he reached the back of my throat. I wanted more. I took a deep breath and went for the deep plunge. I felt his cock fill my throat and his pubes started grazing my nose. I had him all, and he was starting to lose control. He held my head tight and moaned. He was in undiscovered territory. I pushed back to get my breath and then I started really deep throating him. I was obsessed with his cock. I felt his balls starting to tighten up and I knew my reward was coming soon. “I’m getting ready to, to, to…” and he pushed even deeper into my throat. I felt the warmth sliding down my throat, but I wanted to taste it. I slid my way back up his cock until just the head remained. He shot one last volley into my mouth. When the flavor hit my taste buds I lost it. I shot my load all over my comforter. I never let his dick leave my mouth, and I sucked the dregs out of his cock. I was starved for more. “Wow man. I never, ever had a chick do that before. That was unbelievable.” “Damn straight it’s unbelievable,” I crooked. “I don’t know how the hell I got it all in there. By the way, you taste delicious.” “Wanna smoke a joint?” “Sure,” I said. I was a little dazed and surprised he didn’t freak out and wanna leave. We went into the living room naked and he rolled a joint. I could still taste his cum in my mouth and I languished the thought that at some point it wouldn’t be there anymore. Savor it while you can. We smoked that joint and I was completely blitzed. I had never been this high in my life. “Can I ask you a question,” he said with this sly look on his face. “You could ask me anything baby.” “Do you wanna fuck?” I didn’t notice until that moment that I was sitting in his lap and his dick was sticking me in the back. “YESSSSSSSSS,” I screamed or so it seemed. “We can do anything, with the proper ingredients.” I was crazy. I ran into my room and grabbed a condom and a bottle of lube. “Suit up partner, and get ready for a ride.” I rubbed the lube all over his dick and rolled the condom down. It broke. That’s when I began to realize what I had gotten myself into. “That actually happens a lot with the regular sized condoms. That’s why I started carrying one of my own with me.” He whipped out a magnum. “Please be gentle. You know your a big boy, and my ass is gonna know it to. Please be slow at first.” He sat down and the couch and spread his legs apart. “Why don’t you have a seat, and take it at your own pace?” I must be dreaming because this guy is way too nice. Fuck it, I thought. Sort it out when you come down. I started lubing my hole, but he took the bottle away from me and started to do it himself. He dipped one finger in and started rotating it around. My knees were starting to go weak. I felt him push another in and he started to push them in and out. He added another and I almost fell over. “Guess that means your ready.” He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back toward his rubber-clad spear. I was gonna die. I felt his head pushing at my man hole and my muscles started to clamp up. This was a mission. I pushed my body back further and still no-go. I was about to call it quits when I finally decided to fuck it. I pushed back and let gravity do its thing. I felt my ring give, and his head entered my ass. It hurt but it felt right. I slowly began to sit further and further down, and I had this sense of being filled. That’s when my legs finally gave out. I was sitting on his dick all the way to his balls before I even realized it had happened. He stood up, with my hips in his hands and held me there while I cried. It hurt. Who was I trying to fool? He bit my ear and squeezed my nipples, and suddenly I felt more relaxed. He started to push in and out and I could feel the head of his cock rubbing my prostate. He was hitting the spot. He pulled out almost all the way, and slid it back in. I felt his cock sliding around inside of me. He started to pick up the pace, until he was pounding my ass. He kept pounding, but forcing it deeper and deeper in. I couldn’t hold out much longer. I was riding high. He slowed down and laid me down on the edge of the couch with my feet on his shoulders. He never let his cock slide out. Then he started to pound again and I was in heaven, or some place better. I couldn’t take it any longer. I grabbed my dick and started jerking it. I screamed, I moaned, and my cock erupted. The cum splattered on the wall over my head. My ass started to spasm. I could see the pleasure all over his face. He kissed me and I felt his muscles tensing. He pushed his cock in so far I thought my eyes would pop out. He said uhh and then suddenly jerked himself off me. He ripped the condom off, and his cock exploded in my face. My face was covered as spurt after spurt of cum shot out of his dick. I opened my mouth and as the last shots were being fired I capped the end of his cock. He still managed to give me a mouthful. The next thing I remember was waking up in bed this morning. My head was still loopy and my ass was tingling. I went into the bathroom and looked at my reflection in the mirror. What had really happen? I stumbled back to my bed and guess what I found? George, spread eagle in the middle of the bed, with a good morning boner. “Ready for round two?” If you made it to the end and you liked the story drop me a line at joneslx@juno.com. I want to know if I should do a chapter two.