Gay Erotic Stories

This is a true story all persons involved are 18 years of age or older. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. This is not a story about sex in particular but about a very special relationship between two people. I have known that I am gay since the 6th grade. I knew this because I always had stronger feelings towards males rather than females. I have always covered my secret lifestyle up. I know that you should not have to cover your alternative lifestyle up but lets face it we live in a hypocritical society. Our society is made up of a bunch insensitive hypocritical son of a bitches that is always putting down homosexuals is some form of fashion. It is okay for them to have affairs on their wives and its okay for two women to have sex but "oh god" when it comes down to men and men that is so fucking wrong and all gays are doomed to hell. I get so sick of listening to that stupid shit I could scream!! I will get off of my soap box and continue on. This story starts off about 9 years ago when I first met Jason in 7th grade. Jason was a very attractive boy with an athletic body brown hair and brown eyes. The first day we met we hit it off right from the start. As time went on we became very close best friends I was either at his house or he was at mine. On occasion we would date girls and do the normal things teenagers did but we had a very special friendship and a bond that no one could break. After graduation we went off to the University of Texas in Austin and even majored in the same degree plan and took the same classes. At 18, Brandon was about 6'0, 180lbs, ripped with a tan athletic body, dark brown hair and a smooth chest. Brandon and I always worked out and ran together so we were both in great shape. Brandon was a little taller and a little more muscular than I was. We had an apartment together and always spent time together. I always enjoyed having Brandon around, it was as if he knew what I was thinking and I knew what he was thinking. The discussion of sex between us never really came up. Things started changing around the mid part of the semester in our freshman year. I remember it as if it were yesterday It was on a Friday in March 1997 and I was chillin on the couch watching TGIF on ABC24 when Brandon came in. I noticed that he had something bothering him and wanted to talk to me. He told me that it was very important and asked if I could turn off the tv. I said sure what’s up? Brandon sat down beside me on the couch and looked at me for what seemed like an eternity. I said what’s wrong, spit it out man. Brandon said I don't know how to tell you this but I am in love with you. I was damn sure surprised, I was speechless. I sat there for a minute and said you are what? He said please don't get mad and I hope that this will not ruin our relationship but I can't take it any longer. I have been in love with you for years but was always afraid to tell you. I said I can't believe this, I feel the same way about you. I said that you are all I think about. He said no kidding you are serious aren't you. I said yes and took his hand moved closer to him and that’s when we gave each other a long and passionate kiss. We slowly undressed one another petting and caressing each of our bodies. We were both very hot and turned on. We laid on the couch naked exploring each other. I got on top of Brandon and started humping his cock with mine our pre-cum was leaking like there was no tomorrow. After a couple of minutes we both shot our loads on our bellies. Afterwards we went into the bedroom and made love the rest of the night. After that night our relationship grew stronger than any relationship could. Brandon was always there for me and I was always there for him he was my life and my protector. While with him I was never scared or afraid of anything because I knew Brandon was there to take care of me. We both made it through graduation and received our BA's in Business Management. Everything was going great we planned to move out to Las Vegas where we would be away from our families and start a life of our own. It was the greatest time of my life, I had finally met the most beautiful person on earth. About 2 weeks after graduation Brandon and myself flew out to Las Vegas to begin our job hunt. This went on for about a month when we both received job offers from a large corporation based in North Las Vegas. The jobs were entry level management positions in which we both started out at a healthy salary of 72,000 a year which in not bad for a couple of youngsters. All I can say that it was pure luck and to this day, I don't know how we both managed to get 2 positions from the same company making good money. Anyway we got an apartment and started our move across the country. We were both very happy it seemed as if the world was rotating around us. We both started our new jobs and began moving in to our apartment. Everything was going so well until tragedy struck. It was on Tuesday and I had to work the following day. Brandon got approved to take the rest of the week off to return to Austin to pick up a few odds and ends, I was wanting to go but I couldn’t due to the fact that I had to work. Brandon left late Tuesday night. Brando told me I love and I will see you when I get back, I will call you in the morning. Morning never came. I was awaken by a telephone call at around 3:50 Las Vegas time. The voice on the other end was in a state of hysteria. I said hello. The voice which turned out to be Brandon's mother said in moaning voice is this Treavor I said yes who is this. She was so upset that Brandon’s brother came on the line I could barely understand him he said, I don't know how to tell you this but Brandon was killed in a head on collision earlier tonight about 30 miles outside of Kingman, Arizona. I was in state of shock and disbelief, I thought to my self this had to be a nightmare. I immediately went into a panic attack and became dazed and confused. My head was spinning and I was in a panic state of mind. I was so upset that I hung up the phone without saying anything to Brandon's brother. When you are upset you loose touch with everything. After 30 minutes of screaming and crying, I called his parents house and talked to his brother. The following morning I took off from work and returned to Texas to prepare for the most dreaded day of my life. I felt a void and miss, I was very numb and somehow got through the next few days that changed my life forever. I don't know why it had to happen to such a wonderful caring person. I miss Brandon more than any one could know. Over the course of time I have accepted the fact that he is gone but will never survive it. I go on day by day hoping and praying that with time it will become more easier to bear. I love you Brandon and you will always be in my memories.