Gay Erotic Stories

Everything had been planned. The old men in the home had made sure their wives were drugged with strong sleeping pills for the night, so that they wouldn’t notice them sneak off to the auditorium.

The old man lead Matthew onto a small stage in front of about two hundred elevated chairs. The room was packed. All the old men had come to see Matthew show them what it was like to be young again.

“Is everybody here?” Matthew’s escort asked the room. The room answered yes. The old man on stage gave Matthew a smile and a nod and went to sit down in the front row.

“Okay, good evening everyone,” Matthew smiled. “My name is Matthew and I’ll be jerking off for you tonight.” Adrenalin rushed through Matthew’s body. He couldn’t believe these old straight (mostly) men thought it was exciting to see a young man pleasure himself. It had been explained to him that they weren’t looking at him in an erotic way, but rather a nostalgic way. They missed their erections so much, so seeing a different version of their former selves was like a watching a classic old movie.

“Feel free to ask me questions at any point,” Matthew said, pulling off his shirt to reveal a flawless hairless muscle chest. “I’m not shy.” Matthew had nice thick pecks, washboard abs and bold biceps. His alabaster skin made his body look like a sculpture.

Next Matthew pulled down his shorts to reveal a pair of white Calvin Klein briefs. He wanted to milk every minute of his strip. He could already feel his dick getting excited in the confines of its pouch. It was time. Matthew reached inside his waistband and pulled down his underpants. His cock was already pointing outwards away from his body at a fluffed six inches. Matthew stood up with his shoulders back, allowing the crowd to take in his butt naked body.

“Nice member you got there,” one of the old men commented.

“Thanks,” said Matthew, turning around to show them his bubble butt. By the time he turned around he was a rock hard eight inches.

“So normally I start out nice and slow with my foreskin like this,” Matthew said, wrapping his hand around his cock and pumping it slowly.

“Boy, do you do something to your pubes. I know you’re light haired, but there’s something off there.”

“I shave my balls and trim my pubes,” said Matthew, still casually pulling his dick skin back and forth. “I’m a swimmer, so I cant have anything sticking out my speedo. That, and my balls feel much nicer when I whack off like this.” To illustrate his point, Matthew took and handful of his plump nut sack and kneaded it slowly. But he didn’t feel his point was made as fully as it could be.

“Would anyone in the front row or by the isle like to feel my balls?” Matthew asked.

“That’s inappropriate,” one of the old men said.

“Oh come on, we’re all guys here. I’m gonna ejaculate for you later. Go on!” Matthew walked off stage to the front row, pulling his dick upwards but still pumping it slowly. One by one each of the old men reached out and cupped a feel of the youth’s ball sack. Matthew went up the isle too, letting the guys who could reach stroke, poke, or cup his nuts. The amount of adrenalin rushing through Matthew’s veins was beyond anything he’d ever felt. He was a perfect male specimen, and he was showing off his perfection to these old men. He might be the best thing they see in their final years of life.

Matthew was leaking precum by the time the old men had finished with his balls. He walked back down to the stage and sat on the edge.

“You guys have got me really worked up now with all that ball action,” Matthew said. He started to pump his cock as a fast rhythm now. “Hmmm I love going really fast like this and then slowing down for a second or two to let me head breathe. I’ve already got a bit of precum happening here, as you can see.”

Matthew continued to pump his hard cock for the old men who sat completely transfixed. His peck was bouncing to the rhythm of his masturbation. He could feel himself getting close, so he stood up straight on the stage.

“I’m gonna stand when I cum for you guys so you can all see,” Matthew said, pumping his dick like crazy. Normally he’d probably be felling his balls, but he liked the idea of them hanging loose on display for his audience. It was just another feature of his incredible body they got to witness as he jerked off for them.

Matthew felt his balls contracting.

“Guys I’m gonna blow!” he shouted. “Ready or not, here I come! Arrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Matthew arched his back and shot five thick ropes of white cum onto his perfect chest, milking his dick for every drop it had. The old men roared with applause in response, as if they were watching a sport match.

After milking out every last drop, Matthew let go of his dick. He stood panting in front of the room of old men, completely naked and covered in his own jizz. Matthew smiled broadly, content.

Someone from the front row threw him a towel that he used to mop off his cum. Then he took a bow and the man gave him a standing ovation.

“Thank you,” said Matthew as they began to file out. In case some were still watching, Matthew decided to make the most of his exhibitionist opportunity. He turned his back to the men and stood with his legs far enough apart that it didn’t look obvious, but that he could expose his butt hole to the old men as he bent down to pick up his underwear and pull it back over his strong thighs. There were no comments, but the cold air on his hole kept Matthew’s deflated dick at a definite semi.

Matthew felt proud of what he’d done. He hoped one day, when he was this old, a hot young guy would come and blow his load for him too.