Gay Erotic Stories

This is a story that happened to me years ago in Europe. It is a true story and I often think of it when I want something HOT to think about when whanking! I was in the army and four of us went to Paris on leave. We rented one hotel room with two double beds. This guy was gorgeous that I ended up sharing the bed with; I had been his friend for several months back at the base in Germany. He was literally a farm boy from New England--Dairy Farmer. We both wore only Jockey briefs. We were in our early twenties. I tossed and turned half the night; I was so turned on by being in bed with him. I pretended I was asleep and moved my arm over his chest. He didn't react so after a long wait moved my hand down. He turned on his side away from me. Again, while supposedly asleep. I kept my hands and arms over him. Took forever to get the nerve to move my hand lower and put it on his hip over his shorts while I slid up closer to him. I then moved my hand over his bulge and he was still soft. I kept my hand there and very slowly moved it around. He got hard. I still didn't know if he was asleep or faking it. To test, I squeezed his cock through the tight white cotton. He stirred and turned on his stomach but he didn't push me away or anything. I decided to go for broke and ran my hands over his tight ass and ran my fingers up and down the ass crack. No reaction but I knew he had to be awake by now. After a while of doing this, I ran my hand down between his legs and tried to feel his balls. But, the mattress was not letting me get too far. I put my left leg over his right and sort of tugged his legs apart. Again very slowly. Remember! There were two other guys in the bed right next to us all this time. So, even if he became positively responsive, we couldn't move too much or make much noise. I put my hand down between his legs again and this time could feel his balls tight in their Jockey cotton sack. I teased them and began pushing my own bulge against his right thigh. I took his right hand and put it against my cock. No reaction but no pulling away either. I decided he was fully awake now and obviously not going to fight me or stop me. I pulled his left shoulder towards me and he didn't resist. Now we were like spoons with my rock hard cock pushing against its cotton confinement and pressing into his cotton covered ass. I nuzzled his neck and kissed his ear. At the same time, I put my left hand around front and began massaging his now fully engorged dick. It was huge and stuck out over the top of the briefs. I teased the cock head with my fingers for a bit and then reached in with my entire hand and surrounded his cock and balls, moving back and forth, from the balls to the cock to the balls. I knew I had him now because as I started pushing down his shorts, he lifted his hip slightly and helped me. Now his shorts were down on his thighs and I had nothing but my shorts between his ass crack and my cock. I tried to slip it up into his sweaty sexy crack while playing with his rock cock. Now he was into it as I heard him start to moan. That stopped me dead because I was afraid the two very straight guys in the bed three feet away would awaken and hear us. I put my hand over his mouth and he licked it. God was I hot then! It makes me rigid in my underwear right now thinking about it. I actually moved him onto his back and moved down, under the covers, to get my face into his crotch. As if they wouldn't be able to see me under the blankets if they woke up! I inhaled his sexy man scent, not neglecting the underwear that was still at only half mast. I stuck my face into his shorts as his legs spread as much as the shorts would allow. I inhaled the aroma his cock and balls had imparted into them, took a quick lick and then went to work on his cock. I sucked him in, occasionally moving down and pulling a ball or two into my mouth, he was squirming all over the bed and making sort of whimpering sounds. Man was I excited and scared, all at the same time! The thought of having sex with a guy I had adored for months but didn't dare do anything about it, coupled with these guys right next to us and the possibility of getting caught took me to new heights. I sucked him till he started spasming and shot an enormous load. I was a swallower back then and took it all, sucking till he was dry. Then it was my turn and I played with my cock, while straddling his still. When I was ready to cum, I shifted forward and brought my cock up into his underwear and shot. It filled the front of his shorts with a week's worth of cum. He rolled over almost instantly and went to sleep. Or, pretended to, at least. I followed shortly after, somewhat worried about what the morning would bring. Would he tell the others he slept with a queer and got a good blow job? The next morning we all got up and the only comment he made was something about having to wash his shorts. Been so long ago I can't remember what context it was in. However, I do still remember that it was our little secret code that acknowledged what we did. What's ironic about it is that he was, and probably still is, a devout, religious, fellow Southern Baptist. We had a few occasions to get together again after that but I don't think his heart was really in it. I did find out, though, that that was his first sexual experience. Again, as I said in an earlier story, I enjoy hearing from you underwear lovers and you can contact me at JLAIN17@HOTMAIL.COM I'm an Atlantan and would love to get together with someone who shares my love of sexy underwear. Meantime, please take the initiative and submit your own story in the Underwear category. We all want to stroke our cocks while we read about your adventures, true or fictional! Thanks, Jim