Gay Erotic Stories

I had admired Daniel from a distance for a while. We were "nod in the hall" type acquaintances. I dreamt of getting to know him, getting to know him well. My opportunity came one day. We shared a common interest and found out through a mutual friend. We talked for a while and got to know each other. We talked a lot and found out we had a lot in common, and soon were fast friends. But I wanted more. I invited him over to spend the night one time. He'd stayed pretty much out of a dating circle so I thought maybe, just maybe, he might be gay... or shy. Or both. It was both. After we had a typical night of watching movies, we decided to go for a swim. Daniel, bear in mind, is a wrestling sort of guy. He got into his swimsuit in my room, while I changed downstairs. When he came down the stairs, I nearly exploded. His short, muscular frame was exquisite. He had tight muscles, beautiful skin, and the cutest face I've ever seen. I could also see his cock pressed in outline in his suit. How I wanted it. We went out and swam a while. He was showing all the cool dives he could do, flips, etc. Well, he slipped. Hard. I watched in horror as he ran towards the end of the diving board with that boyish grin and slipped on the end. His feet flew out from under him and his head slammed into the board. He fell into the water and I could tell he wasn't going to come back up under his own strength. I dove down and pulled my arms tight around his frame then began a frantic paddle to the surface. Once I reached the surface, I swam to the shallow end, Daniel in tow. I got there and laid him down on the steps. I watched as he began to look around dazed. I decided we should head in, so I got up, helped him up, and we started back to the house. Once in the house, we headed down to the basement, where we were to sleep. I laid him down in a large over-stuffed chair and watched his condition. He stirred and began to put his hand to his head, complaining about the pain. I told him to just relax and I'd take care of him. I laid him on the ground, at his request- he was dizzy. He was laying on his back, staring at the ceiling with a blank look. I sat by his side for what must have been an hour as he slumbered. I was getting slightly aroused, as he still hadn't put on a shirt or anything else. His shorts were pressed against his package from what I could see, as he was laying down and they were still lightly damp. After a long silence from when he drifted off to sleep, I heard him slowly whimper that he was cold. His beautiful nipples were erect and he was getting goose-bumps, so I began to slip a blanket over his body. He protested softly, asking if I'd first get rid of his swimming trunks so he would warm up a little. I was sort of taken aback by this. This Adonis was asking me to strip him? I only needed to be told once. I untied the drawstrings and slowly began to slip his trunks down. As they went down, they revealed the perfection that completed his naked body. His beautiful dick was limp, what looked at average, if not slightly above. I slowly slipped the rest of his shorts off. I felt his leg- he was freezing. I pulled the blanket over his upper torso (it was more of a bath mat sized blanket), warming his chest slowly. I began to rub his lower legs, getting the blood circulating. I moved up to his upper legs, a shot away from the prize. I continued to massage his beautiful musculature for quite some time when I heard his breathing succumb to sleep. He was fast asleep. I looked at his handsomely boyish face and thought how lucky I was. I had a little idea. I continued to massage, only a little higher. I went right up to his member. I warmed his cool balls in my hand, warming them. As I did so, I noticed his cock begin to grow. I wrapped a hand slowly and gently around it. It was cold as well, even for being erect. I leaned down and took it in my mouth. I was nuts! I couldn't believe I was doing this! I took his slowly growing meat into my mouth and began a slow, rhythmic movement of my tongue around the head. My one hand reached up and fondled his balls, while the other released my growing rod from the confines of my shorts. He was naked, and now, so was I. My mouth continued to work on him, as I began to swallow a little and open my throat. I'd never done this before, but I'd read about it. This was what I had wanted for so long. I continued to tongue his growing meat for quite a while, savoring the taste of this luscious young boy. My hand played with my cock and I was now as hard as steel. "I can take care of you, too..." I heard. This scared the bejesus out of me! I looked up, cock still cupped in my mouth to see him looking down at me. He had awakened. "Thanks for going above and beyond the call of duty with helping me. It's my turn." He slowly rose, his cock slipped from my moist lips. "Lie down." He said. I followed orders, laying on my back, facing up. He looked at me and flashed that wonderful smile. Then his face disappeared down as I felt him begin to lick up my thighs. His tongue trailed up slowly, lapping up all of me. I felt his tongue tickle my wanting rose bud. He licked up and down my crack, from balls to hole. He then began to tickle my balls with his tongue. Opening his mouth, he let one slide in, and he licked and hummed as he lathered it. He moved to my other ball, making me shake. Without warning, he stopped. I had my head back and eyes closed in ecstasy. I opened my eyes and looked up to see why he had stopped. When I looked up, I saw his smile, just inches away from my face. He began to lower himself and he planted a deep, passionate kiss deep, deep inside me. Our tongues battled and danced, exploring each other. His muscular frame rested atop me, his hips grinding slowly into my groin. I didn't want this to end. He withdrew slowly from my mouth, and began to slide slowly up my chest. He sat on my chest, and I reached my mouth for his beautiful cock. Before I got a taste, he had moved up farther. He sat literally on my face, legs apart. My nose was buried deep in his ball sack, and my mouth was positioned right over his love hole. I slipped my tongue around his puckering hole, letting it moisten the area. I began to dart it in and out, and I used my lips and tongue to deeply kiss his bud. He turned around on me, allowing his balls to rest on my chin as I ate him out. He leaned forward and began to play with my cock. His hand caressed and jacked me slowly. Then , without warning, he leaned in and took me in his mouth. When he did this, my tongue nearly flew out of my mouth and shot into him. He rose a little, letting his cock slip into my mouth. As he let his hips lower, we got into a rhythmic 69. We both bobbed for each other's cock and swallowed all we could. He had deep throated me- obviously not his first time! He continued to lovingly caress his cock into my mouth. We continued on this track until he decided to pull off of me, and let his cock slip out of my lips. He got on all fours and said "Do your best.". Oh, how I wanted to do it. His tight globes of ass were staring me in the face, and I wanted to taste them. I leaned in and began to French his hole, savoring every taste. I pulled my tongue out and rose to my knees, I gently placed my cock head at the entrance to his love canal. I pushed forward, and penetrated. His hole swallowed me in one push. I began a gentle rocking back and forth, fucking him slowly, then faster. He rose to meet my thrusts, and we fucked for what seemed like hours. I slipped out of him, and had him lie on his back. I got on my knees, straddling his face. He opened his mouth and took in my member and expertly took care of it. His tongue flitted over the head, circling. He pulled me all the way in and lapped up the underside. My body was shaking from the feelings he gave me, then I began to feel it. "I'm coming" I said. He pulled me tighter and began to gulp, making his muscles in his throat pull on my cock. I came with full force, my cum flying down his throat. He continued to drain me of all I had in me. After I had softened, he let me slip from his lips. I realized I was spent, and he hadn't cum yet I decided to finish him off. He laid back, his cock pointing up in the air. I got over him and slipped down his pole. He looked at me with wonder. As my tight ass slipped down further, he began to moan. I was new to this, and obviously tight. I began to wiggle all the way to the bottom, he was in me to the hilt. I began to slowly rise and fall, letting his cock penetrate deeper and deeper, then letting it loose. He sat up, still in me, and held me tight. He kissed me passionately as he continued to fuck me with vigor, we led each other close, and my cock began to rise again. I was fully hard when he began kissing my neck and leaning down to lick my nipples. I was in ecstasy. My hands traveled down and held his tight butt, pulling myself onto him. As he sucked my nipples gently, I almost blew another load in between us. He stopped and looked up with a crazed look. He slowly and passionately fucked me, rocking and gliding in and out. I began to contract my ass muscles, letting myself play with him. He kissed me again. We kissed for a long, hot time. After an eternity, I felt his cock begin to swell inside me. I then contracted my ass as he came with a fury inside me. The excitement was too much to bear, and I shot my load off between our naked chests. We held on to each other tightly, a warm embrace. I got slowly up after a while, and we laid down next to each other on the floor, holding each other. I got my dream come true, and now I had my boy forever. He kissed me gently and told me he loved me. I did the same. We slumbered in each other's arms and woke up, cleaned up, and he had to leave. That was the summer. He then left for a trip to California and didn't come back until school began. The first day, we saw each other and I felt it again. We talked during lunch and compared schedules- we both had the same break in the day. A 30 minute time slot of no classes. We met and talked, inevitably, turning towards that night. I noticed a bulge in his pants as we reminisced. I decided to do something about it at my next opportunity. "Um. I gotta go to the bathroom" he said, shyly. I knew what he as going to do. So I followed him, and snuck in behind him. I asked him if he'd like to share a little moment in the stall. This is now a tradition. Every day at the same time, we meet, and we meat. Daniel and I are inseparable now. Mentally and physically. In every way.