Gay Erotic Stories

First of all let me say this is 100% true. I'll be honest: I like to get fucked. Well, at least I knew I would like to be fucked. I thought about it a lot and never really had the opportunity to find out. At 26 I was quickly deciding that if I was going to find out it had better be soon. Sometimes when we least expect things to happen they do. This is the story of how that is so true. Marcus and I had been jack off friends when we were younger. I learned it by watching my older brother and I taught everything I learned to him. Eventually we stopped "messing around" and he went on to get married. We stayed close and he would occasionally stop by my house when he and his wife had a fight or if he just needed to talk. This day was no exception. He called to see if I felt like company and I gladly accepted his invitation. He usually calls first and is there in just a few short minutes. This time he took longer than usual. I figured something came up so I decided to get back to what I was doing. It's the first part of October, so I was in my shed getting my Halloween decorations down. As I was searching through boxes (if you learn nothing from this story it should be to label all boxes before storing them in a shed) I heard Marcus' truck pull up. I yelled to him to let him know I was in the back and continued going through boxes. He joined me and we exchanged small talk. Then he brought up the topic we never talked about. "Do you remember the stuff we used to do in your old shed when we were little?" he asked. "That was the first time I shot a load." I remembered getting him in the shed and working his dick like I had seen my brother work his own. Marcus is a couple of years older than I am, so he was more mature and his body was more ready than mine had been for sex. "Yeah, I remember it,” I said. "We had a lot of fun times in that old shed." We talked more about the hours we spent sucking each other and learning about our bodies. We laughed about the only time we ever had anal sex. We were both so inexperienced that we had no idea what we were doing. It just sounded like a good idea. "I'll put my dick in your butt and see how it feels,” I told him. I remember trying so hard to get it in, and finally getting it completely inside of him. As we talked about it I continued loading and unloading boxes. "I could have killed you," Marcus said. Then I remembered it completely. I was too young to really know what to do. All I knew is it felt good. We stood there for a few minutes, connected together. Finally I couldn't take it any longer. I peed! "Don't you remember that you peed in me?” Marcus laughed. "I could have killed you." I apologized and continued sorting Halloween items. We recalled years of friendship and all of the things we taught each other. Then Marcus started talking about my dick. "I remember it had a big old head and was always hard,” he laughed. "Well, times have changed now,” I said and quickly pulled down my sweatpants to show my soft dick resting peacefully in a patch of pubic hair. I really don't know what made me do it, and I really didn't think much about it after it was done. I just carried on working while Marcus and I talked about work and life. Finally I decided to look up in the loft to see if there were any more items up there. I pulled down the ladder and took a couple of steps on it. I was looking around when I felt my sweatpants lower and a warm mouth engulf my soft dick. I stopped dead in my tracks. "Just keep working,” Marcus whispered, "stay right where you are." Working was the last thing on my mind at that point. I just wanted those warm lips around my cock again. I stood on the ladder, unable to see Marcus and what he was doing. He went back to work on my now hard cock. He sucked me slowly and deliberately, like he wanted to savor every moment and every taste. He knew exactly what he was doing and he knew if he continued he was going to get a mouthful. After a few minutes I looked down and his eyes met mine. I climbed down off the ladder and told him it was his turn to look in the loft for a while. I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants and unzipped him. His rock hard dick sprung out of his pants and into my mouth. It had been a lot of years since I had laid eyes on his dick, and it sure looked different. The head was so large that I stared at it in disbelief. "Is this the same dick you have always had?” I joked. Marcus just laughed and watched me take it in my mouth. I took it as deep as my throat would allow me, and covered it with my spit. I held onto Marcus's knees as he stood on the ladder. I braced him and worked his dick for all it was worth. "Damn,” I thought to myself, "I would love to see what that feels like inside me." I wanted Marcus to fuck me so badly, but I was afraid to ask him. I didn't want him to know I thought I was gay, and I didn't want to end this little session we were in by scaring him away. I stopped and stared at this beautiful cock. "What?” he asked. "What are you looking at?” "It's so big,” I whispered. Marcus smiled and I went back to work. "You know what I would like you to do?” I asked. I almost couldn't believe I had said that. What was I going to do now? The words came out of my mouth before I realized I was saying them. "No, what would you like me to do?” he asked. I paused a moment to see if I could get the courage up to say it. I took a deep breath and said, "I would like you to put this inside of my ass." Those were my exact words. I expected that to be the end of it. Marcus would tuck his dick back into his pants and leave. "We can't do that out here can we?" he asked, "Maybe we should go inside." I couldn't believe it. I was going to get fucked! Marcus quickly pulled up his pants and we opened the door and headed to the house. Before I knew it we were in my bedroom and he was stripping down. "Now what?” I thought. I went into the bathroom and retrieved the bottle of lube I use to jack off with. "How do you want to do this?” Marcus asked. I suggested he lay down on his back and I mount him. I greased up my friend's dick and prepared to take him in my hole. At first we were too embarrassed to look each other in the face, but as soon as his dick's head got in me we gave into the pleasure and watched each other enjoy the other's body. The first sensation I felt was pain; deep pain. But I fought it and slid on further down until he was fully inside of me. I finally had a dick in my ass. Marcus brought his knees up and put his feet firmly on the ground. He brought his hips up to meet my ass and embedded his dick all the way in. He withdrew and pulled me down to meet his thrusts. I rode him like this for several minutes. I really wasn't sure what dick would feel like inside of me, and this certainly wasn't anything like I expected. I expected it to feel hard and rough, but it was quite the contrary. I reached down to feel his dick and it slid in and out of me. It was rock hard, but it felt so good inside of me. "I want to get behind you,” Marcus said. "Let's try it standing up." Slowly I let his cock slide out of my hole and I started to get up. I realized that my knees weren't going to allow me to stand and I asked it we could try it on our knees. "If that will make you feel good, too…" Marcus said. I got on my knees and felt his dick poking at my no longer virgin hole. He slid right in and we picked up where we started. My embarrassment was a thing of the past. I realized he was enjoying my ass as much as I was enjoying him using it. I always thought that giving your ass to a man would make you feel like he controlled you, but it was quite the contrary. I controlled Marcus. I could squeeze my muscles and make him moan and I could back onto his cock and make him squeeze my hips in pleasure. We fucked for a good 30 minutes. I gave into my moans and found myself telling him what to do to make me feel good. Marcus did everything I told him to do. I grabbed my sweatpants off of the bed to lie on the floor to catch my load and I started working on my rock hard, and leaking dick. "Do you want me to pull out when I cum?” Marcus asked. I thought for a brief second and said, "No, I want you to cum inside of me. Are you close yet?” The grunt that came out of his mouth was all I needed to know: he was indeed close. I felt a flood of warmth and Marcus collapsed on top of me. "Keep it in me,” I instructed him, "I want to cum with you still in me." I slowly jerked my cock, wanting to enjoy the warmth of Marcus's cum and the still-hard cock in my hole. "Fuck me some more,” I whispered, "I'm just enjoying this." Marcus continued to fuck my ass with his softening dick. I felt myself reaching the brink. "Now, put it all the way in and hold it there." Marcus slammed his dick in me just as the point of no return hit. I sank back on his dick and unloaded on the sweatpants below me. "Damn!” Marcus sighed, "that is one tight ass.” He groaned as my hole spasmed around his cock. After a few minutes of rest I slowly removed myself from Marcus's dick. I prepared a shower for him and cleaned myself up. It was at least an hour before my knees stopped knocking, but I spent the rest of the day enjoying the sensation of having my best friend's load deep inside of me.