Gay Erotic Stories

So I got caught by my fantasy lover in the fine arts bathroom. Since I was young and naive, I didn't know that these things actually happened in real life. But there I was, my stomach full of butterflies as the sexiest man alive was inviting me in to the same stall for my first chance at sucking a real cock. Curious, I entered the stall, and wrapping his arms around my slim twink body, he locked the door behind me. I just stood there dumbfounded, as Caleb pulled my clothes off and seduced me with his eyes and mouth. I couldn't help it. I had only fantasized about having male sex up to that point. I didn't think that it would be a reality. Caleb blew a stream of air in my ear, which sent delicious shivers down my spine. He whispered, "You are my best student. I love students who pay attention in class." I can't help it, because he's the best teacher. I love looking at his beautiful physique and the graceful way he moves back and forth in front of class, his hips swaying and his sweet ass popping out at me when he writes on the chalkboard. Maybe it was the way he looked at me directly during his lessons, more than the other students that drew me to him. And being with him now made total sense: How could I not have known the signs? The sexual attraction was definitely mutual. Sitting on the toilet seat and with me standing in front, Caleb slipped his mouth over my still slimy cock (which had just shot a load minutes earlier). I was growing harder, but still sensitive, so I gently pushed him away. He suddenly had a worried look on his face, like he had made the biggest mistake of his new career, and I reassured him by getting on my knees and worshipping this idol. It was really long and skinny (I didn't measure it but it was LONG), and pink with veins running along the shaft. There was a brown ring of skin around the middle, where he had been circumcised, and his base and huge egg-sized balls were covered in fine reddish-blond hair, which matched his eyebrows and lashes. I gripped his cock with my right hand, and it jumped as he leaned back, eyes closed, and moaned. I squeezed again and enjoyed the feeling of his spongy flesh straining against the pressure, getting hotter and harder with each pulse. His cock bounced, his nuts drawing close with each throb, and soon a pearly drop formed at his slit. "Steve," he moaned at me. His glassy eyes pierced me as he looked down at me between his legs, his hands petting the back of my head like some puppy dog. "Go on. Kiss it. It won't bite." I was more afraid that I would. After all, I was a first-timer. "I've never done this before. I might hurt you." He just smiled, leaned forward and kissed the tip of my nose. "Just like that. Won't hurt. We'll go slowly, okay?" He was so incredibly sexy; I didn't want to disappoint him! I puckered up and planted it right on the tip, smearing his drool along my lips like salty lip-gloss. The aroma of sex was enticing. I swirled my tongue around his helmet and breathed him in. His breathing increased and I was suddenly taken over by instinct. I sucked his cock like I'd done thousands of times in my jerk off fantasies. With each thrust downward, I tried my best to get down to his pubes without gagging and his approval was apparent as he thrashed his head from side to side, moaning my name. Before long, he was splashing the back of my throat and petting my head again, whispering how much he enjoyed my performance. "The best student I ever had," he murmured. I studied with him a few more times before transferring to a 4-year college. Those stories cumming soon! bigdigligg@yahoo.com