Gay Erotic Stories

It was during the second year at my university photography course that we were given the project of “Portraying the Human Form”. The class, of course, began joking about porno shoots and who would photograph the biggest tits or cock. I, on the other hand, had absolutely no idea how I was going to get this project done. I had friends, but I wasn’t sure if any of them would want me to photograph them naked. That evening I was hanging out with some mates and mentioned the project. Almost immediately, my friend Tristan said he’d be happy to be the model. I assumed he must be showing off or something and forgot about it until the weekend.

On Saturday morning I was surfing the web looking at old physique photo’s and trying to get some ideas for poses and settings when I heard a knock at my door. I opened the door to find Tristan standing with a sheepish grin on his face. “Where do you want me, buddy?”, he asked. I was gob smacked. I explained that I thought he’d been joking and he in turn explained that he wanted to do it, if only for the reason that he wanted to use the shots to put together a portfolio. He explained that he’d been ‘spotted’ and wanted to get some shots he could use to get some modelling jobs. I had to admit, Tristan was a hot guy. Standing just over 6 foot, he was your typical coastal town boy: sandy blond hair, green eyes and a toned, tanned body. Of course, with that persuasive argument I agreed.

I took him over to my laptop and showed him some of the stuff I’d been researching and asked him his opinion. I was surprised when he began giving suggestions himself and we eventually had a plan of attack. We decided to meet up early the next morning and take a drive to an abandoned housing estate on the outskirts of town where we’d do the shoot. I told Tristan he had a free reign over what he could wear. That night I slept lightly, my head was filled with my imaginings of the photo’s I would be taking. Needless to say I spent some time using those thoughts to get myself off and shot a nice load before falling into a restful sleep.

Sunday morning arrived and what a day it was. The sun was out and the sky was clear and blue, I couldn’t have asked for better. Tristan arrived at six on the dot and we hopped into my car and made the half hour drive chatting about the plans we’d made the day before. We arrived at the old estate and began scouting for some good locations. We mutually found a great spot, ground floor apartment with an amazing crumbling picture window looking out over the overgrown grounds. The light was excellent and I wouldn’t even need a flash. I’d decided to shoot in colour and black and white, so while I was getting my cameras set up on the tripods and metering the area Tristan went off to get ready. I was pretty engrossed in the tech stuff when I heard Tristan ask where I wanted him. I looked up and there he stood, wearing only his gorgeous smile, a tan and the lightest dusting of blond hair on his torso. I must’ve have audibly gulped but managed to direct him to where I wanted him.

Over the next few hours I took pictures of Tristan posing like the physique models we’d looked at the day before and experimented with his own poses. Tristan was very into the process and he often stood close to me, completely unselfconscious, as we discussed poses and positions. Eventually I had more shots than I’d ever need and I suggested we wrap up. As I took the final shot Tristan relaxed and, taking me off guard again, said how horny all the posing and being naked out in the open had made him. This brought me back to reality with a sharp jolt and I went out of photographer mode and realised that there was a blond hunk naked in front of me. I asked him what he wanted me to do about it. “Well first of all, maybe it’s about time I wasn’t the only one with my cock out here!” he said and walked over to me. Before I had a chance to protest he was undressing me and I was weak at the knees.

So, there I stood, naked with Tristan checking me out. Compared to him I was hardly catch of the season. I’ve never been a muscle stud and I hadn’t seen half the sun Tristan had. I was quite a bit hairier than he was which I guess made up for not being a stud. To top it off he seemed to like what he saw. I hadn’t realised he was gay, I guess I’d assumed a guy like him would be a bit of a hound with the girls but there he was running his hands though my chest hair and commenting on how soft it was. By this time, my cut dick was quite the opposite and it was fully up to it’s hard 6 inches. Tristan’s uncut dick was also proudly erect and had to be at least 7 or 8 inches. The foreskin was tight and the head was just poking out.

I reached down and began to tease the end of his dick, and he groaned and began stroking my dick head too. I leaned over and began kissing a trail down his neck down to his dick. When I reached it I licked it like a lollipop and looked up to see Tristan grinning. I took his dick in my mouth and teased and taunted it till I could taste his precum. Tristan pulled me up and did the same for me. He had definitely done it before and the ecstasy made me quiver. He stayed on his knees and pulled me down to join him. We kissed and caressed each others bodies and began stroking our dicks again. Tristan’s breathing was heavy and he hissed loudly that he was going to cum, which he did all over me. With his load dripping down my hirsute torso and on my dick I let forth an almighty stream of cum. I managed to get it all over Tristan and when I had finished he grabbed me and held me tight our bodies and cum melding together. We kissed again and our hands explored each others softening dicks.

That evening with the memory of our day together, I developed the film I’d shot and made contact sheets to choose the best photos. Once I’d finished I went back to my room and sat down on the bed with the eyeglass and studied the images of Tristan’s perfect body. Tristan stirred in the bed, where he’d been napping. “Are those them?” he asked. I nodded and we sat together and admired them, but soon other things came up to distract us.