Gay Erotic Stories

I am now 30. And I know I would not get any younger, and that I have resigned that I would never have a family of my own - but I definitely would have my memories. One of my fondest memories was the time I watched Battlestar Gallactica in the early eighties. I was in high school then, a teenager. I was in my sophomore year, around 15 to 16. I had just taken my second quarter exams, and I wanted to reward myself. I deserved a treat. Unfortunately, my classmates wanted to go home and sleep after a night of cramming. I was not used to watching movies alone but then I gathered enough courage and went to Rizal Theater. Now, the Rizal Theater is gone, on it stands Shang Ri La Hotel. I remember wearing a nylon underwear - it was quite shiny. I was initially scared and apprehensive going to the movie house alone. But then I was transported to the make believe world of the space, then I felt fingers touching my knee. I was startled, and I was definitely scared. I did not know what to do. I discreetly took a look at the guy next to me, he was definitely a man, a tall man, he was big. I though he would be robbing me, I stiffened. Should I stand up or cry for help? But if I brought attention, would it not be embarrassing? I was then so naive, I was scared for the wrong reasons, but then I was still a virgin, totally uniniated to heterosexual sex, more so with homosexuality. I just sat there. I thought, it would be better to ignore it - concentrate on the movie. And as if I did not feel the fingers, I moved my knee away from the stray hand. Thus nothing happened, I thought I did right. Then I felt his hand, more firm, more sure, on my right knee. He was on my left, what should I do? What if he sticks a knife to me? I was scared but I was getting excited, there was something to his touch. No one had ever touched me, it was in a way reassuring. But what does he want, what was I supposed to do? Then his hand slowly walked to my crotch. He had gone bolder, he unzipped my pants! I, I was helpless. What can I do, I definitely cannot ask for help - it would be embarrassing to attract attention with my fly open. Fight him? He was a man, and I was just a boy - he was definitely bigger. And who knew what he had with him. Relax, breath in, breath out. I was getting excited, everything was new. He placed his hand inside, I had gotten hard. My penis, had not experience any other hand then, just mine. I had not even sported much hair - my pubic patch was relatively scarce. But I was sure hard, and getting hornier. I realized then that he could not be a robber. He wanted my cock, now what? I reasoned out the traditional lines about men, we can be promiscuous, we can sleep with any girl there is nothing to lose - so why not with another man? I was randy, I was hot. I mirrored his actions. I placed my right hand on his crotch, he right pressed on it. He opened his fly. He pushed my hand inside. He was hard! He was huge! He was around 7 to 8 inches, with a diameter of around 2 to 3 fingers. I was breathing heavily. I looked around, other viewers seemed oblivious to what was happening. They were focused on the film. My heart was thumping fast. I was excited. He started pumping me. Two can play the game, I pumped him too. If felt good, I really felt spaced out! Young and inexperienced, I came. I was shooting cum, and he was ready with his handkerchief. He wiped my cum. Then I returned the favor, I continued to pump his big dick, and it throbbed. And he came right into his handkerchief. I was exhausted, I could not think, but it felt good. It was so nice, I learned to overcome the fear of watching alone. I was looking forward to another encounter!