Gay Erotic Stories

Slam! The sound of Jim's geology textbook closing echoed through the kitchen. "I'm glad I'm finally finished with the assignment" Jim thought to himself. He was starting to feel chilly. Jim customarily took off all of his clothes except his underwear once he got home from class and was only wearing his white briefs while reading. Looking up at the clock, he grimaced when he saw that it was already 7:30. "Damn! No wonder I’m starting to feel cool. Where did the afternoon go?” Now that it was October, it started to get darker earlier. The temperature dropped quickly, too, after the sun went down.

“I gotta take a wicked piss!" Jim thought to himself. He made his way to the bathroom, pulled the leg opening of his briefs aside, aimed his penis at the middle of the toilet water, and felt the relief of expelling the piss that collected in his bladder for 3 straight hours without moving while he read geology. He loved the sound that his forceful piss stream made as it blasted into the toilet water and was mesmerized by the bubbles that grew into a beer-like foam on top of the water. He didn’t know many guys who could pee with the force that he could, and was proud of his ability. He shot the last few bursts, pulled his dick back into its usual resting place pointing up just below the waistband of his underwear. A quick flush and hand wash later, he was done in the bathroom. He went into the bedroom and threw on a gray t-shirt, black microfiber gym shorts, and a pair of ankle socks.

“What am I going to have for dinner?” He looked in the fridge and figured that salad would be a good place to start. Just as he was peeling a cucumber, the cell phone rang. “Hello?” Jim mumbled as he placed the phone to his ear. “Hey Jim. It’s Tyler – the guy you met at the beach a few months back. I’ve been meaning to call you.” “Oh hi Tyler. How’ve you been?” “Great, and you?” “Slammed with school. I have a very ambitious course load this semester” Jim muttered. “Yeah, I’m taking classes, too at Cal State San Marcos. Hey, what do you say we meet up and go for a bike ride this weekend?” Tyler asked. “Our cycling club is going for a ride on Sunday morning. Would you like to ride with us?” Tyler hesitated. “I was thinking of a ride with just the 2 of us.” Jim’s mind was racing, thinking back to that steamy encounter in the beachside restroom. “Sure Tyler. We could do a casual ride on Saturday. It will get me loosened up for Sunday’s ride with the club.” “Saturday is great!” Tyler said. Jim could hear the enthusiasm in Tyler’s voice. “Way cool Tyler. Where do you want to ride?” “How about if I drive to your place and we ride north along Coast Highway?” “Sounds like a plan. Do you like coffee?” “Sure do!” “Great! We’ll do coffee at my place and then head out. How about 8:30?” “Sure give me your address.” Tyler wrote down the address and quick directions and told Jim that he would see him this Saturday at 8:30. He offered to give Jim his cell #, and Jim grabbed a post-it note and a pen, wrote the #, and said good bye. Jim flipped his phone shut. So Tyler finally called him. Even though Jim had been busy during August and September, he thought about Tyler occasionally and hoped that Tyler would phone him.

The next day was Friday. Jim’s attention was not 100% on the lectures at school. He was thinking of Tyler and wondered what kind of mischief that they would get into on Saturday. Before he knew it, his accounting class ended and he had a free hour before geology class. He headed to the coffee shop, ordered a large coffee, and took a seat in a sunny area of the courtyard. Jim had dressed casually that morning wearing yellow Champion mesh gym shorts, a black t-shirt, and a black cap. He decided to wear boxers that day instead of his usual briefs. Jim liked briefs because they held his dick in place. He always pointed it straight up where it rested just below the waistband. It felt really strange to let his penis point down instead of up, and most of the time he would get involuntary boners when he walked. Even so, he loved how his dick looked as it hung down the right leg of his boxers and gym shorts and how the dick outline was so easy to see to anyone who looked. The only trouble is that all that stimulation from the flopping always made him bone up and he had to walk all over campus. It was easier for Jim to just wear briefs and keep his mind on his studies instead of his dick, but he was in a feisty mood that morning and wanted to push the limits.

He took out his geology book to look over the material before class. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a striking coed with auburn hair looking in his direction. He looked up, their eyes met, and she smiled. True to his flirtatious nature, Jim smiled back at her. She got up from her seat and walked over to Jim’s table. “Do you mind if I join you? I’m Kristin!!” “Hi! I’m Jim. Pleased to meet you!” “You’re in my geology class next period, aren’t you?” “Oh ya!” Jim said. “I thought that you looked familiar!” Kristin mentioned how she really liked the class and the professor’s humor. Jim agreed that it seemed to be his favorite class so far this semester. They reviewed the sample quiz questions at the back of the chapter. Jim noticed that she tried to look down under the table at his crotch a few times, but she had to lean over so far that it was obvious. He could feel something stirring in his shorts, and did a quick adjust to lift his cock up. Upon being freed, his dick grew to a fairly big semi, but the table hid it from her view. Kristin asked Jim if he would like to join her for lunch at Rubio’s Fish Tacos after class. Jim said “You’re on!” They finished their coffee and packed their backpacks. By the time Jim stood up, his boner had calmed down and they walked to class. Jim could feel his cock sway back and forth with each step and did his best to keep it from boning up. Jim was still puzzled how guys could wear boxers or freeball all the time and not be constantly hard.

50 minutes later, Kristin and Jim walked over to Rubio’s. Kristin asked Jim what he liked to do for fun outside of school. Jim replied that he was into cycling and spent many hours each week riding, running, and cross training at the gym. Kristin said “That explains your exceptional physique!” “Thanks!” Jim said. “You look really fit yourself, Kristin!” “I’m an aerobics instructor and personal trainer” she replied. They finished their meal and walked toward the campus parking lot. Jim was very aware of his flopping cock as he was walking, but this time he couldn’t hold back his boner. With each step, his dick elongated and pointed down and to the right. Kristin didn’t miss a trick and was fixated on the long shaft and mushroom head straining against the yellow mesh fabric. “Wow!” she exclaimed. “You’re big!” Jim acted somewhat embarrassed, although secretly he loved that she was staring at his aching boner. “Sorry. It has a mind of its own!” Jim confessed. “My car is just inside the parking structure. Let’s hang out for a few minutes” Kristen offered. “Sure!” Jim said. Once they were sitting in her car, Kristin wasted no time reaching over and grabbing Jim’s dick through his shorts. He was almost completely hard. She gently rubbed it back and forth. Telltale drips of precum leaked through his boxers and made spots on his yellow mesh shorts. Without any further invitation, Kristin pulled the hem of Jim’s shorts and boxers up releasing the pent-up monster. Her breathing picked up as she started jerking him off. Jim moaned as it felt so good to have her soft hand caressing his magic stick. Jim’s breathing and pulse started to speed up. Kristin was rubbing his chest and stomach with her other hand. Jim announced that he was getting close. Kristin lunged toward his 8 incher and wrapped her mouth around it. She bobbed her head up and down, and seconds later, Jim shot his load as Kristin eagerly swallowed every drop. Jim ran his fingers through her hair tenderly. “Kristin, that was amazing. That was the last thing I expected to happen today” Jim said. Kristin leaned toward Jim and they hugged and kissed. Kristin said that she saw Jim when he walked up to the counter at the coffee shop and saw the outline of his dick in his shorts right away. She told Jim that she wanted to get a closer look and see what he was working with. They both laughed. She said that she loved when guys wore basketball shorts with boxers and she can see their dicks. Jim said that guys like to wear boxers with gym shorts because they’re so comfortable, and that he didn’t think guys thought of their dicks showing (ya, right!). Kristin complained that most of the guys in her aerobic classes wore compression shorts or briefs, and she rarely gets to see a guy’s masculinity on display like Jim’s. Jim was flattered, and his head was spinning. Kristin informed Jim that she had to go so she could be on time to teach a class at 3:00. Jim gave her a hug good bye and said that he would see her in class on Monday. “Thanks Kristin. You’re awesome!” “Bye Jim. See you Monday!”

Jim shut the door to Kristin’s car, and she took off to the parking lot exit and disappeared into afternoon traffic. Jim looked down at his shorts. There were only a few barely noticeable spots from the precum, yet Kristin did an efficient job of taking all of his load so his shorts didn’t look messy. Jim walked toward his car. He felt his dick starting to grow again. He just let it hang straight down and get hard while he walked. He could feel that the head was right at the hem and about to peek out of the bottom of his shorts. “Too bad no one is here to see it!” Jim mused to himself. “Damn, it’s fun to wear boxers and feel my cock moving all day!” With that, the head finally popped out. The hem of the shorts and the boxers got hung up on the rim of his dick head exposing the tip of his penis. 2 guys were walking toward him. One guy hit his friend’s arm and pointed ahead. The other guy laughed when he saw Jim’s hard dick peeking out of his mesh shorts Jim just laughed and kept walking.

On the way home, Jim stopped at Trader Joe’s to pick up a few things. He saw Matt, one of the Trader Joe’s employees in the cheese aisle. “Hey Jim!” Matt said. “Hi Matt. How’s it going?” “Okay! You?” “It’s been a great day!” Jim stated. “I really like school this semester!” Jim noticed Matt’s eyes looking down at Jim’s crotch. Matt was a good looking, athletic guy, and Jim liked that Matt was checking him out. Jim’s dick was a solid 5” to 6” limp, and his softie looked impressive in his mesh shorts. “Doing any riding this weekend?” Matt asked. “Ya. I’m meeting a friend tomorrow morning to ride north along the coast and riding with the club on Sunday.” “Too bad that I work on the weekends. I got a new bike and would love to join you for a ride. Maybe we could ride early sometime if I work a later shift?” Matt suggested. “Sure. I’m in here all the time. If there is a day you don’t work before noon, we could do it. Let me know.” Jim grabbed some milk, frozen spinach, whole wheat pasta, and a bottle of olive oil. He checked out and drove home. It was only 4:30. The day is still young.

Jim was in a great mood. He got a blow job at school from a hottie classmate. He got the once over from Matt at Trader Joe’s. He loved the attention that his dick brought him. When he arrived home, he quickly changed into his cycling gear, took his Specialized bike, and went for a quick loop around the bay before dinner. “This bike is incredible!” Jim muttered to himself as he sped away from his doorstep. An hour later, he was back home and ready for dinner. He was pleased with his pace. He was pleased with everything. Jim knew that he was a very fortunate young man. He was breathtakingly handsome, had an incredible body, and an awesome dick, both limp and hard. People were drawn to him everywhere he went. He knew that he had it going on, but wasn’t conceited. That’s what makes him so likeable.

He made a hummos sandwich with lettuce and tomato and paired it with some vegetable soup. Once he was done with dinner, he cleaned his bike and lubed the chain. He was ready for his ride with Tyler tomorrow morning. Jim’s friend Dave called and asked Jim if he was up for a beer or 2. Jim didn’t want to get trashed and make it a late night of partying, but agreed to have one or 2. Jim asked Dave to give him a half hour to shower first and he’d be there. The hot water and body wash felt great. Down the drain went the semen and saliva from the afternoon’s blow job and the sweat from doing a brisk 18 mile bike ride. Jim’s dick needed a rest from the over-stimulation of boxers, so he chose a pair of navy blue FTL briefs to wear under his cargo shorts. He put on a sweatshirt and was ready to go.

He rode his commuter bike to Dave’s place. Dave’s bike was in his living room waiting for its turn to be prepped for the Sunday club ride. Dave opened 2 bottles of Red Nectar and gave one to Jim. They sat on the couch and watched ESPN. Dave asked Jim if he felt like getting high. Jim was a weekend warrior and was always up for a few hits on the bong. They played backgammon, watched a baseball game, had a few beers, a few bongs. By 9:30, they both started to fade and called it a night. Jim cruised home, brushed his teeth and then climbed into bed. He thought about Tyler with his tan skin and blond hair, and contemplated what would happen tomorrow when they would be together.

The morning sunlight creeping down the hallway woke Jim up around 7:30. Jim crawled out of bed and headed for the kitchen to make coffee. He chuckled as he passed the mirror and saw his morning wood pushing against the waistband of his briefs. He pulled out the waistband to let the top inch of his dick poke out over the top of his underwear. He sat down at the computer with his coffee and looked at a website for a bike store. He found a cycling outfit that he liked - red bibs and a red and white jersey. By now, Jim’s hard on subsided and he went to the toilet to take a piss. Jim rarely pulled the waistband down to pee. He liked to grab the leg opening of his briefs, move it aside and pee that way. As usual, it’s very loud through most of the peeing and gets quieter toward the end as the foam silences the stream. He went back to the computer and looked at more bike stuff. A short while later, Jim looked at the time. It was 8:15. He went to his room to get his backpack ready for the ride. He put several condoms in a separate compartment “just in case”. He made another pit stop in the bathroom, washed himself, brushed his teeth, and was ready for his guest to arrive.

Moments later, he heard the doorbell. Tyler greeted Jim with an enthusiastic hug. Jim responded with the same. Tyler brought his bike inside. Jim poured coffee for both of them. Tyler was dressed in a blue and black outfit. Jim didn’t see much of a bulge in Tyler’s shorts in the quick glances. Tyler began talking about how the end of his summer went with going to Bali to surf for 2 weeks before school. Jim told him about a bike race that he entered and finished 4th. Then they talked about school and their classes as they downed the last bit of coffee. Jim announced “I gotta piss before we leave!” Tyler said that he would, too. Jim went into the bathroom, left the door completely open, and did his traditional loud pee. After he came out of the bathroom, Tyler took his turn. Following Jim’s lead, Tyler left the door open and took a good healthy piss. Jim listened to him from the living room and was starting to get hard. “Tyler has a forceful stream too!” Jim thought to himself. Moments later, they were out the door and on the road.

The morning air smelled great as there was no weekday traffic and the roads were almost empty. They made a stop at Jim’s favorite mens room where they first met. Tyler suggested that they both use the urinal at the same time. Jim was up for it and said “Sure. Why not?!” They both jetted their streams in the urinal. Only a few surfers passed by, and didn’t really notice the guys at the urinal. Tyler finished first, but left his dick out. Jim did the last few bursts and started to get hard. Tyler started to get hard. They looked at each other. Jim suggested that they hold off until they get back home. Tyler reluctantly agreed. They pedaled north for a few more miles, turned around, and headed back toward San Diego. Tyler was a good athlete. He had no trouble keeping up with Jim, even up the hills. Jim was surprised at Tyler’s stamina. “Must be the surfing!” Jim thought.

50 miles later, they arrived back at Jim’s place. By now, it was over 80 degrees outside, and both guys were sweaty. Jim said how nice a shower would feel. Tyler agreed, and suggested that they shower together. Jim, being the horn dog that he is, eagerly agreed. He turned on the shower, took some wash cloths from the cabinet and got in the shower. Tyler stripped and joined Jim. Jim gave Tyler a wash cloth with body wash then set himself up with one. Jim was washing his head and face. He felt a wash cloth gently moving across his shoulders and back. It felt really good and Jim’s dick stood at attention. Jim rinsed the soap from his head and face and turned to face Tyler. He pulled Tyler toward him and washed the back of Tyler’s neck and shoulders. Tyler was rock hard. Jim put both his arms around Tyler and hugged him hard. Tyler hugged him back fiercely. Their mouths met. Jim had never kissed another person like he was kissing Tyler. Tyler was very affectionate and made Jim feel like his long lost brother. Jim put body wash in his hand and rubbed it on Tyler. Tyler did the same. They were like 2 little kids playing in a bubble bath. Jim told Tyler that he would like them to finish in the shower, dry off, and relax in Jim’s bed. Tyler instantly exclaimed “I’m all over it!” It felt great to be under the covers on a warm afternoon with the fan blowing gently. Tyler and Jim hugged, rubbed each other’s body, and ultimately focused on their dicks. Jim told Tyler that he wanted to try something other than jerking off. Tyler confided that he’s sucked cock before and had his sucked, and it’s really hot. “Let’s try it!” Jim said. Tyler started to kiss and tongue Jim’s chest. He gradually worked his way down to Jim’s stomach. Jim was leaking precum. He wanted to feel Tyler’s mouth on his dick so bad, it was killing him to wait. Tyler reached Jim’s pubes. He played with the base of Jim’s dick with his tongue while simultaneously twirled Jim’s pubic hair with his fingers. Next, Tyler starts licking his way toward the tip of Jim’s penis. By this time, Jim is shuddering on the bed on the verge of convulsing. Finally, Tyler puts the tip of Jim’s penis in his mouth. Jim cries out in ecstasy “Oh ya! Tyler, bro! I’m in heaven!” Tyler takes every hard 8 inches that Jim has to offer. Jim had never been deep throated. Tyler placed both hands on Jim’s butt and forces Jim even further down his throat. Tyler’s face is buried in Jim’s pubes. Tyler is dripping precum highly excited having this gorgeous guy’s cock in his mouth working it like a porn star. Jim puts his hands on Tyler’s shoulders tightly. Tyler instinctively knows that Jim is getting close. Tyler bobs his head up and down giving Jim maximum stimulation. Jim’s breathing and pulse are ridiculously fast like he’s running at an all-out sprint. Jim starts to gasp for air and squeezes Tyler’s shoulders. Tyler feels Jim explode in his mouth and gobbles up every drop as Jim continues to pump out shot after shot of delicious cum. Tyler eases up at the end as Jim collapses on his back. Tyler licks the last bit of cum from the tip of Jim’s cock as Jim shivers from the sensation. Tyler moves up next to Jim and they embrace. They hold each other tightly for minutes, each not wanting to let go. Jim’s breathing is returning to normal. He has never got off like that ever. It was fucking amazing. Tyler is resting his head on Jim’s shoulder still locked in an embrace. Jim’s return to consciousness made him realize that Tyler hasn’t been taken care of yet. Jim reaches down and touches Tyler’s pole. It’s rock hard and leaking. “Tyler, I’ve never sucked a guy’s dick before, but I want to suck yours. Let me know if I’m doing it right.” Jim does the same thing to Tyler that Tyler did to him. Working his way down slowly past the chest and the abdomen, Jim notices the difference that Tyler’s trimmed pubes makes. Jim’s mouth gets to the end of Tyler’s dick. Jim hesitates for one last second thinking “If I put his dick in my mouth, that means I’m gay. So fucking what?!” Now it’s Tyler’s turn to moan as Jim knows exactly what to do, even without having had any experience. Every guy knows what feels good. Jim gags a few times here and there, but overcomes it and actually gets a rhythm going. Before long, all of Tyler’s 7 inches are buried in Jim’s oral cavity. Tyler’s hands are gently stroking Jim’s buzzed head, and the affectionate strokes are turning Jim on. “Damn, Jim’s sucking my cock like an expert!” Tyler laughs to himself. “It’s really feeling good, Jim. You’re doing a helluva job!” Jim senses the same rapid breathing and pulse and knows that Tyler’s going to blow any minute. Jim speeds up his bobbing up and down and sends Tyler over the edge. Tyler squeezes Jim’s shoulders hard and released rope after rope of cum as Jim’s lips suck on Tyler’s dick like a vacuum cleaner. Tyler gasps for air as his pulsating orgasm is one of the best that he’s ever had. Jim gagged a bit from the huge load. Jim lets Tyler’s dick soften in his mouth as he slowly licks the last trace of cum. Jim releases his mouth from Tyler’s spent rod and moves up next to him and they embrace once more. “Jim, that was amazing!” “Ya Tyler. We both nutted big time!” They laid there for a few minutes just talking and holding onto each other.

“Tyler, have you ever fucked another guy or let another guy fuck you?” “No Jim. I’m still a virgin.” “Ya, me too, but I’ve thought about it. Up until now, I’ve never considered it with anyone that I’ve known, but for some reason, I’d do it with you.” “Wow Jim! You’re really big and I’d be afraid of that big thing inside of me.” “You’re not exactly small either!” Jim remarks.

“Dude, it’s been a wonderful day that we’ve had together. I’m starved, how about you?” Tyler asks. “I’m famished!” Jim replies. “I know a really good Mexican Restaurant just up the road” Jim said. “Let’s do it!” Tyler shouts. They spend hours eating, talking, and laughing. After they left the restaurant, they went back to Jim’s place. Tyler latched onto Jim once inside and gave him a bear hug. Jim squeezed him back. They both laughed hysterically and ran into the bedroom and jumped on Jim’s bed. "I’m glad that you live alone, Jim!” Tyler stated. “Ya, it’s nice not having roommates.” Tyler unbuckled Jim’s pants. Jim undid Tyler’s belt. They kicked off their jeans to the floor. They both were wearing briefs. Jim was wearing black Champions. Tyler was wearing maroon Hanes. They started rubbing each other’s crotch and their dicks swelled up predictably. Jim reached for the container of baby powder. "Tyler, I want you to check this out." Jim pulled off Tyler’s briefs and sprinkled powder on his dick. He started to stroke it slowly and Tyler boned up quickly. Jim continued his gentle stroking teasing Tyler crazy. “It feels so good I can’t stand it!” Tyler screamed softly. Jim had learned this trick with the baby powder when he was in junior high. He kept stoking Tyler’s throbbing hard on, adding a sprinkle of powder when needed to eliminate any friction. Tyler was really hard and starting to breathe heavily. Jim kept going at it. He wanted to see Tyler shoot his entire load. Tyler was right at the edge when Jim tightened his grip on Tyler’s dick. “Here it comes!” Tyler announced. His load shot like confetti all over Jim and Jim’s bed. Jim didn’t care; he loved watching Tyler wriggle with pleasure while his dick was erupting like a volcano spewing its fire. Jim laughed. “You liked that, huh?!” Tyler looked at Jim, smiled, and nodded. “Hell ya! Now let me see that aching rod in your underwear!” Tyler said as he saw Jim’s huge bone straining as it tented his briefs. Tyler took the container of baby powder and started using the same technique on Jim. Tyler liked jerking Jim off. He rubbed Jim’s washboard abs while stroking his massive 8” boner. “Jim’s a stud!” Tyler thought to himself as Jim’s breathing and pulse quickened. Tyler squeezed Jim’s dick just the right way in the right places and Jim erupted like Mt. St. Helens blasting shot after shot of thick, white cum. Once Jim was finally spent, they hugged each other and stayed locked in the embrace. "Tyler, I like hanging out with you. You’re a fun dude!” “Me too, Jim. You’re a real stud! I’m going to be sore from that bike ride tomorrow!” Jim just laughed. “Jim, if you’re not too busy, I’d like to see you next weekend.” “Sure Tyler. I’ll definitely make time for you. They exchanged E Mail addresses and agreed to be in touch either by phone or by E mail. Tyler got dressed, gathered his cycling gear and his bike, loaded the car, and then said good bye. Tyler drove off while Jim watched his car head down the street.

Jim went back inside and layed on the couch. “It’s been one helluva week.” Jim reflected. “Kristin on Friday; Tyler today. Kristin is hot, and I love how aggressive she was, but I really like Tyler. I’m glad that he wants to see me next weekend. Hell, if this is what being gay is, I’m fine with it.”

Jim’s phone rang. It was Dave. “Hey Jim. Some of the guys are coming over for a few beers. You want to join us?” “Hey Dave. Actually, I’m going to lay low tonight. I’ve had a busy day and want to chill out. How about if we see each other tomorrow at the ride? 9:00 as usual?” “Okay Jim. You sure you don’t want to party with us?” “Ya. I’m sure. I want to get to bed early so I’m good to go tomorrow.” “Okay. See you then!” Jim flipped the phone shut. He thought to himself: “I just want to reflect on what an amazing day I had. I really like Tyler. It’s cool that he likes me too! I think that we are going to become very good friends!” Jim fell asleep on the couch with a big smile on his face.

(To be continued in Part 2)