Gay Erotic Stories

To put you in the picture as my Uncle Jim likes to say…and since he has a lot of money we listen to what he has to say… it is autumn here in my Southern California hometown. I prefer summer and the beach but autumn is good also.

I was walking home from school yesterday and there was a slight Santa Ana wind blowing and the temperature was maybe ten degrees warmer than the day before and my mind was on going to the beach this coming weekend if the weather holds. I saw this great little BMW roadster coming down the street and passing me. Suddenly, as I turn my head to watch it and admire it, it swerved around and return towards me.

As the sports car slowed down and stopped where I was walking, I saw the driver was one of the big men on campus, Kenny Watkins, the second string quarterback on the team and the hero of the big game a few weeks ago when, with one minute and ten seconds to play, he threw a 59 yard pass for a touchdown and the winning score for the game against Claremont High, our natural enemy. We had spoken maybe twenty times in our senior year and never on very friendly terms.

“Hey, Head,” Kenny addressed me, “Do you have anything planned for this afternoon?”

Naturally, I did not want to let on that I had nothing planned so I just shrugged my shoulders and waited for the good looking Kenny to continue.

Kenny seemed to look all around to be sure we were alone on the off the main drag street I had chosen as my way home and then he slid over on the car seat a little closer to where I was standing on the curb. “Look, Head,” the schoolmate continued, after he took another cautious look around the vacant lot we were in front of. “I have heard that you know how to make a guy…you know,” and the boy paused and took a deep breath, and finally finished his sentence, “happy, I guess you could call it.”

“I don’t know where you heard that crap,” I replied trying to be a little indignant but not enough to stop some further development of the subject. Actually, I do know how to make a guy happy and I was beginning to think that I would like to make Kenny happy if that was what he was aiming at.

“Well, it came to me from four or five guys,” Kenny went on, “Guys that don’t give me any “bull.” The boy caught my eyes with his and we had a few seconds of staring at each other.

“I don’t want to call your friends liars, Watkins,” I spoke defiantly, “So maybe it is the truth. What does that mean to you?” There was a silence for maybe two minutes while we just looked at each other.

“Hey, Head, this isn’t for me.” Kenny spoke up after realizing what his line of personal questioning implied. “I ain’t into that stuff. I got a problem with a cousin who is visiting and I owe him some money. We played poker and I lost fifty bucks to him but I only had five.” Kenny looked sheepish. ” Well,” the boy continued, “Now he wants me o suck his cock since he is leaving town this evening to pay him for what I owe him. He says he never had a blow job and wants one before he gets married next month.”

I could not help a small laugh as I broke in with, “So, why not do as he wants and save forty five bucks?”

Watkins gave me a really dirty look before he went on, “I can’t even eat my girl’s pussy let alone suck a guy’s dick.” Then, the look he gave me was full of pleading. “I can come up with the forty five dollars by the first of the month but Jeff wants things settled now. I took his car and came looking for some guy to fix this problem for me and I will pay you the forty five dollars when I get it.” Now the look on his face was one big question mark. “Jeff is a good looking guy but I don’t know how much dick he carries,” Kenny went on.

“Look, Watkins,” I spoke. “You and I have never been good friends so I will do it for the money but you have to give me a promissory note like they were talking in about in our business class today.” My classmate nodded his head in agreement to my terms. “And the note has to say that you will pay me in cash by the fifth of next month or you will suck my dick for the payment that same day and again five days later.“ The last part of the agreement did not go over too well but Kenny finally agreed and wrote out the note as I dictated it to him. Mr. Hauser, our teacher would have approved the form I am sure.

I got into the BMW and Kenny took off for his house which is in the better part of town. As we pulled up on the tree lined street near the driveway, Mr. and Mrs. Watkins, Kenny’s parents were leaving in Mr. Watkins’s late model Cadillac. Kenny’s mother told Kenny that they were going to see his grandmother and would maybe not be home for five or six hours. Standing at the curb, I saw a really neat looking guy I could only guess was Cousin Jeff. As tall as Kenny but not as slender, Jeff had a good body even when it was covered by his T-shirt and Levis. I thought right there that I would enjoy taking care of Kenny’s problem for him.

The three of us guys stood by the curb as we watched the Watkins drive away and we waited until we saw the taillights flash at the stop sign two blocks away before we gathered on the sidewalk.

I was introduced to Jeff and we shook hands and then moved into the upper middle class house. The furnishings were all in good taste and as we entered, a middle-aged Mexican lady was leaving and she gave the three of us a big smile as she passed us on the porch.

“My room is upstairs. Will it be okay if I watch?” Kenny said as we all started up the carpeted stairway. “After all I am paying for it.” the boy concluded as he continued to remain with Jeff and me.

“It doesn’t bother me if you watch, Kenny,” I spoke up, “But you have to get a naked as Jeff and me and no nasty remarks about how you are not into this stuff.” Jeff nodded in agreement and Kenny said he had no desire to make us mad while we played.

“This is my first blow-job,” Jeff said as we entered Kenny’s neat and attractive room. “I’ve had a girl suck on my dick, but she didn’t finish since she wanted to get fucked more than to eat my cum. I am a good fucker but I don‘t know what will happen when you suck me off.”

“Most guys I know,” I went on, “prefer a guy to blow them than a girl since guys know what feels good.” I laughed and slipped off my shirt. Both Jeff and Kenny began to strip and I had to get busy to keep up with them.

When the three of us were down to our shorts, the other two stopped undressing that last article of clothing. I had experienced it before, when a guy becomes shy about showing another guy the size of his manhood. Since I have a very adequate piece of equipment it has never bothered me but both Kenny and Jeff hesitated about putting their dicks up for the inspection of the other two of us. I reached over and pulled Jeff’s Calvin Kline’s down for him and his almost six and a half inch prick popped up. When I slipped my Haines down to my ankles, both of the guys gasped in amazement.

“Damn!” Kenny exclaimed. “I always thought a cocksucker would have a small dick. You got both of us beat by two inches.” My schoolmate started to reach for my hard cock but then he realized what that would look like to his cousin.

“Wow! All I can say is just wow,” Jeff said, his eyes glued on the joystick that was standing out from my low swinging balls. “You sure you suck cock?” the boy asked with a questioning tone.

I reached over to Kenny and pulled his shorts down and his six and a half prick was there for us to see. As we watched, my schoolmate’s love tool began to droop.

I dropped to my knees in front of Jeff and began to lick his balls and shaft which made his prick grow another half inch which made it pretty adequate in my book. When I took the proffered sex tool into my mouth and started working it, Jeff sighed and his knees began to sag. I had sucked off virgins before and they often do get weak in the knees while they learn how overpowering a good blow job can be. True to form, Jeff soon was standing tall and his legs spread wide in support as he was enjoying my efforts on his penis.

Kenny meanwhile had knelt beside me so he could watch as I orally exercised his cousin’s now hard and throbbing cock. The boy’s fist was pounding away at his own love tool and I stopped my working on Jeff’s prick to warn my schoolmate that he would not last long at the rate he was masturbating. Kenny did slow down and became gentler in his stroking.

When Jeff began face fuck me too soon, I asked the visitor if he would like to get a piece of my ass also since I would throw that in for the same price. “Damn! I sure would but I did not bring any condoms with me.” I laughed and picked up my pants and pulled out a Trojan.

“I have had an itch in my butt all afternoon,” I remarked. “Nothing soothes it better than a nice piece of meat like you have.”

As I slipped the condom on to Jeff’s cock, the boy leaned down and spoke to me. “Like I told you, this is my first man to man sex and I had no idea it could be so intense. I am supposed to get married in a month and after that I knew I would never have a chance to know how it felt to have a guy on his knees doing such a personal thing just for my pleasure. You are really one great cocksucker, Bob.” I smiled up at the boy who was looking so serious. “Of course, this is the only one I have had so I don’t know how other guys would do it, but you do one helluva great job, I think. I hope you don‘t mind me calling you a cocksucker.” I think my smile was all the answer the boy needed.

As I was preparing Jeff, Kenny stripped the covers off of his bed down to the white cotton sheet. At my suggestion, the occasional quarterback piled his pillows in the center of the bed for my comfort as I intended to take on Jeff dog fashion.

Somehow I knew that Kenny was dying to play with Jeff’s prick so I told the boy who was our host, “You get the job of lubing me up and also your cousin’s cock. Then when Jeff is ready, you can guide his fuck tool into my asshole. I know it is disgusting to you but someone has to do it.” When I began my suggestion, Kenny’s face broke into a smile but when I reminded him that he “was not into that stuff,” his face became serious again. In any case, Kenny did as he was told and Jeff was soon on me like a bull on a cow in heat. Jeff was no virgin when it came to vigorously topping a girl and he soon was regarding me as just another girl he was used to using for his pleasure.

As Jeff got into the swing of it and was screwing me in great fashion, with my face in one of the pillows, I felt Kenny feeling up my hard cock and stroking my swinging balls. I smiled to myself as I knew I had a good chance that the football hero would soon be another of my conquests. After a good fifteen to twenty minutes of hard ass pounding, Jeff whispered in my ear he was about to shoot and could I take him off in my mouth without the condom. I rose up and told my fucker that he should lie on his back and let me relieve the pressure in his nuts.

My session with Jeff ended when I was over his cock and giving it a very good job of sucking and he climaxed in my mouth with a good amount of hot creamy and delicious love cum. Kenny said he had to go to the bathroom and both Jeff and I knew he had to jerk off from what he had watched us do. “You better watch out for Kenny,” Jeff said to me as his cousin closed the door to the bathroom, “While I was fucking your ass he was playing with my balls and fingering my butt hole as well as playing with your big old cock.” We both were silent for a couple of minutes and then Jeff spoke, “That was so damn good. I really mean it when I say you are a great cocksucker. Not at all like the time that girl was sucking on it. And… maybe if I was to stay in this town any longer I might even try to repay you with my first try at being a cocksucker.”

I told Jeff that I really enjoyed his sexual attentions and. Then I told the boy that I wished him well in his marriage and suggested that he concentrate on making his bride happy and forget man to man sex. “For at least a few years,” I added when I saw a disappointed look on the boy’s face.

While Jeff took over the bathroom when Kenny finally came back, I was getting dressed. Kenny got very confidential and said, “You really gave old Jeff a good time, Bob. I can’t remember when I was so horny myself. Do you think we could get together later after Jeff leaves and maybe you could do for me what you did for him.”

I gave the boy a big smile and I ended that subject by saying, “And maybe you can do for me what you want me to do for you.”

Later that night, when we finally got together again I got enough stuff to write another story that is hotter than this one but I think it is too early to write it just now--maybe in a month or so.