Gay Erotic Stories

Well, I guess I should start off with a little background. Even when I was ten years old, I wasn't a sexual person. No one was at that age. And I had a lot of friends, male and female. And as I got older, I started having less and less guy friends because I was what they considered "girly", I didn't do manly things. But one of my "guy friends" always stood by me. But there was this one day, when we were playing out in this forest when I was a kid, we used to live in the country). And I was eleven at the time, old enough to start staying home alone, or with a friend. My parents had gone to visit my grandfather in lower New York. I was to spend the day at my house with my friend Ben until night, when we were supposed to go over to his house and Continue the same ritual until my parents returned. So the first Day, we hung around in the forest in the back of my house. It was very big, there weren't many people living around us either. Just one neighbor a mile or two up the street. We were fighting with sticks (lovely pun, but not that just yet), fighting and doing what kids do. And we were still kids. No one cared what we did very much, if we did something naughty, our childhood was blamed and not us. So we started playing Truth or Dare with just the two of us. It was his turn first, and we started out playing funny little things. Like I truthed him "Do you like that girl that sits in front of us in homeroom?" And silly little things like that. A couple rounds later, it was my turn and I picked Dare. He dared me to roll around in the dirt naked. And I did, he'd tease me for being shy if I didn't. And he helped me with removing my clothes, and I didn't know why (well I sure as hell do now, but that's beside the point). And that was probably my first experience (not man to man sex, just with getting the feeling I liked it when another guy looked at me without any clothes on). A few years later, for my eighteenth birthday, my mother encouraged me To go on a camping trip with Ben. By now, I knew I had feelings for guys, but I had feelings for girls too--but more of "Your a great friend" feelings than "Let me fuck your pussy" feelings. I didn't exactly want to fuck other guys day and night either, But I was rather biased, none the less. I wasn't sure what I wanted, and I never had had sex with anyone before. So tonight, we were out into the woods together in a fully furnished cabin-complete with TV and suitable for a large festive party-or whatever two young guys could conjure up! (Boy if they knew what we were gunna do, they wouldn't have left us together for a million dollars!). We settled in the cabin early in the day, so it was all ready for us when we got through exploring. Also by now, Ben was really hot. He had developed from a young boy to muscle-bound, blonde-haired, stud who had all the girls trying to get close to him. And he went out with them and had sex a bunch of times, but if was only to humor them. I knew it too, but I didn't think he was homosexual. But anyway, we hadn't played the game Truth or Dare for several years, So we decided to play it again, for old time's sake. And this time, we didn't start out easy. It was his turn first --I was always too nervous--and he picked Dare. I couldn't think of one. It wasn't as if I'd been planning on this. So he decided to pick one for himself. He told me he'd lie in the freezing cold stream (it was about up to the average guy's waist) naked for 5 minutes. And he did. He took of his clothes rather quickly, and jumped in. I stood by watching. This stream was about 60 meters away from a public usage area for all to enter and have fun camping, but no one was around this part of NY. After about three minutes, and after a bunch of yells he called to me to come in and join him. I went over to a bush to see what he was doing. I guess he knew I wasn't going to come in, he probably knew I was the most shy guy in the world, because he was standing there dripping wet and buck naked-standing out of the water. I knew he couldn't see me from the bushes, so I kept watching. He was rubbing his cock like mad. I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. I was amazed when my own started to bulge wildly. My eyes were still fixed on him, he climbed back into the water again and started yelling for me, "Jay! Lets finish the game over here!" It was about 10 minutes since his dare was up, but I don't think he noticed. I scrambled back to the cabin trying carefully not to rattle the leaves. And when I got there, I yelled back, "Ok! Want me to bring your clothes or a towel to dry off from inside?" Of course, the answer was, "No." I walked back to the stream to again see what he was up to. When I was almost there, I could see he was sitting there bare-ass naked dripping wet. I never noticed it until then, but he must have had his pubic hair shaved off. I was staring, my mind raced, my own cock was unloading cum all over the place. That was it, I know he heard me. He got up and started looking for my under the moonlight, it was almost completely dark by then. He finally found me and asked me if I was taking a piss or something. I didn't want him to know I was jacking off at his naked cock or anything like that, so I just told him yeah, and in my jeans too. He laughed and told me to take them off. My heart was already pounding from seeing his cock and him approaching me to help peel off my clothes. And now he wanted me to spend the night with him, naked? But I did. I took off my jeans, and my shirt was soaking from the bottom ridges too with cum. I had nothing on but my boxers, and he was standing there stark-naked looking at them. I looked at them too, silk, you could see that it wasn't piss. It wasn't soaked clear through with it dripping down my legs... he knew it too. He told me to take them off. Now I knew for sure he wanted to fuck me. And what I was even more positive of was I wanted to fuck him. He was still watching me, I hadn't taken off my boxers yet but I told him I would. He came over to me and just put his hand in and grabbed my cock. I screamed as he squeezed it, I knew that he knew what it really was from the beginning. And now he was sure of it after he felt its thick sticking sensation on his hand. He removed his hand and turned away. "You should take them off. I won't watch if you don't want me to." And I did. But then I threw them in the stream. He looked back at me, and me at him. He came over and started to kiss me. On the lips, we just made out with each other for a while. Then he started to lick and kiss my chest, rolling down, slowly and sensually. He reached my hairy cock and looked up at me, and I nodded. That same minute he tackled me down to the ground and he pinned me over. And didn't ask for my permission, fuck I just thought he was going to suck me cock! But that wasn't what either of us wanted. I wanted him to penetrate my ass and thrust his cock in and out forever, never-ending. He poked around a bit with his fingers, then quickly shoved his "10'4 cock into my virgin ass! I screamed and winced and told him to stop for mercy! I thought I was going to die! He didn't, I screamed and could feel the blood, it just never-stopped! And then after he dumped that first load in me...nothing was ever the same. That night, we tried everything from butt-fucking to cock-sucking. Everything you'd hear about anywhere else. And now we're still gay lovers, and I wouldn't fuck anyone else after that night of him showing me what the real joy was like for the world.