Gay Erotic Stories

When I was 19 years old, the small city I lived in at that time put on community theatre twice a year. Because I was home from college and working in town, I thought it would be fun to do. While the production of Seven Brides for Seven Brothers was fun, it was a late night encounter in the high school lockers that doubled as the change rooms that was even more enjoyable! Every night of our performance, a thirty something blond haired guy named Guy would be working out in the weights area of the gym. On the second last night, the guys from our production were changing into costume and getting ready about half an hour before we opened when Guy entered the change room. He was usually still working out when we were getting ready. Always eager to play voyeur, I watched him pull off his shirt and reveal a toned, slightly hairy chest. He pulled down his pants to reveal a jock stretched to insidious proportions. As he pulled them down, the loud conversation turned into a quiet hush. It was almost surreal. I caught a couple of the guys from the musical exchanging grins of awe. Guy's penis was at least 11 inches soft. Cut, it hung between his legs like a massive polish sausage that I instantly wanted to chew on. He obviously wasn't shy about it. He walked without towel from one end of the lockers to the other before entering the showers. I had a hard time focusing that night during our performance! The next night, I saw his familiar pair of faded jeans hanging in the change room. Because it was a high school change room in a small city, there were no "lockers". As everyone else had gone home for the night, I went up to his jeans and looked in awe at the faded crotch that held his giant joint. I pictured his dick springing free from its denim confines as he unleashed the zipper for his lucky conquests to see. I put my nose to it, and smelled the area that held it. It was, of course, at that moment when Guy entered the change room. I quickly moved away from his jeans and began to get ready. "Hey man, how did your play go?" he asked. He looked me right in the eye and I shifted nervously. "Good thanks" I mumbled as I dropped my pants. I didn't realize that the site of him and fantasy with his jeans had made me more than half hard. Although not a monster cock, I packed a good pair of BVDs myself and it was clear that I was in a friendly mood! Hoping he wouldn't notice, I tried to adjust myself but it was too late. "Shit man, looks like it went really well if it gave you that hard on!" he laughed as he began to undress. "You got a big one there kid". He maintained his eye contact with me and gave my cock a once over again in my underwear. At this point he stood in his jock once again as if expecting the compliment returned. "Looks like you're pretty happy too" I grinned. "This?" he said as he pulled off his jock, still looking me in the eye. "It's still limp". "You're lying" I challenged. "That dick is one of those ones that just hangs there when it's hard" "Bullshit" he retorted. "Prove it" I said and looked him in the eye this time. He grabbed his python and started to move up and down the thick shaft. As he massaged it, it got even bigger and began to rise. "Is this what you were waiting to see? Makes yours look like a toy". He was obviously very proud of the family jewels. I don't remember what happened exactly after that but I do know I ended up on the floor with him sticking as much as he could down my throat. He wanted to fuck me with it but neither of us had a condom with us. I obviously didn't measure it but it was definitely the biggest dick I had ever seen in person or in adult entertainment. He climaxed with a huge orgasm that soaked my face with thick cum. We cleaned up and realizing the graveness of what could have happened, dispersed. I never did see Guy again but when ever I go back to that town, I drive past the school and instantly get that old feeling in my loins