Gay Erotic Stories

I had been invited over my friend Chad's house to do some drinking, since his parents were away. I showed up around 12am and they were still at it. Chad, his friend Rick, and Tommy were just about plastered making everyone watch some movie as they finished some twelve packs. The girls that had been invited over looked a little sloshed as well, yet they didn't seem to be to putting out as the guys wanted them to. I didn't know why, for each of them is handsome and nice despite their horniness. Chad is about 5'11'', 250lbs of muscle with black hair. He is a football jock at the local college, and usually has no problems with girls. Rick is 6', 215lb, muscular, blond hair, with a cute little dent in his chin. He studies hard and works harder. At the moment however, he couldn't do too much of anything but stare at the TV.. Tommy is also 6', and also plays football for some other college. He has brown hair, green eyes and seemed to be doing pretty well with one of the girls he was cuddling up to. Not long after I got there, the beer was finished and Chad broke out a bottle of Tequila. Rick, Chad, and myself had the honors of finishing it. Rick couldn't take too much after a while and so quit. It was up to Chad and I to kill the worm. After that was done, things got kinda quiet. The girls went home, Tommy fell asleep, and Rick went back to watching TV. Chad told me that I was going to sleep over, and he was going to show me where the bed was. I thought ok. I'm about 6'1'' with dark brown hair, 200 lbs of well built muscle thanks to Chad helping me when I lift. But I wasn't thinking that anything sexual was going to happen. I hadn't gotten any in so long that I just kinda put it out of my mind as best I could. I'm gay, and Chad, Rick, and Tommy knew that. They didn't care and we still got a long real well. Nothing had ever happened between any of us. But they say "there's always a first time". At the top of the stairs, Chad offered me either his, or his brother's bed. I told I didn't care, and that I would sleep where ever he wanted me to. "All right. Then sleep in here. I'll get the bottom and you get the top." Chad walked into his room, and crashed face down on his bed. I followed him in and laid down next to him, both of us lying across the width of the bed. I heard him mumble something, and asked him what he said. "I said, I wish I had gotten some tonight." I felt bad for him, and agreed that would have made the night better. "I love lying here drunk getting a blow job." He said. It took a minute before I caught on to what he was saying, and who he was saying it to. I thought, what the hell! I'm drunk. So I asked, "Do you want one?" He didn't answer right away, and then he did. "Rick's still downstairs." I doubted Rick was still awake at that point and so, "We could close the door." He didn't say anything but got up from the bed and laid down it's length as I did, so that we were lying next to each other. I moved my hand over to his groin and started to rub the big bulge in his jeans. He moaned and his hand started to rub my hard dick through my pants. I unbuttoned his jeans, pulled down the zipper, and slid his underwear down around his thighs. His hand played with my cock more forcefully. I began to suck his penis into my mouth feeling his body shake with pleasure. I sucked on his cock until I felt him getting ready to cum. I backed off so that he would calm down a little. We kissed for a couple minutes, and then I pulled down my pants and told him that I was going to ride him. His eyes shone brightly. He was defiantly up for the idea, no matter who was awake downstairs. I straddled him, and he eased himself into me. His manhood was large, so it was a tight fit and took some time, but after some time he slid himself all the way into me. I began to move on him slowly, but he wouldn't let me maintain the pace. He kept moaning, and telling me "FASTER! FASTER!" Finally I couldn't help but to ride him faster, and it still wasn't fast enough. He started picking me up and slamming me down on him. The pain was at first disconcerting, but slowly I felt it change to a pleasant glow in my body. Chad sat up and clutched me to him, still pounding inside me. After a couple pounds, and me seeing stars, he climaxed and yelled loudly. He fell back on the bed as I jacked myself off over his chest, then I collapsed over him. We didn't move for a while, just held each other and listened as our hearts slowed down. "They probably heard us." I said. He closed his eyes, and said "I don't care. I've been wanting to do that to you for a while. I don't care." I smiled, and kissed him. That morning we found out that they had heard, but that they didn't care. So now we can be who we are when we're with them. And we still drink Tequila when we get together.