Gay Erotic Stories

I used to share a house with two straight guys, Jim and Mike. They were both nice considering they both knew I am gay. Jim is 27, and Mike is 26 and I am 23. Jim is the vain, flirtatious one, and although very good looking, I never felt any attraction to him. Maybe because I found him arrogant, and narcissistic. Mike on the other hand is the quiet, shy one. He works for a landscaping company. I got along better with him, and I find him attractive. He is cute… but he never realizes it. Also, he likes to wear loose old clothes---- never took the time to make himself look nicer. I have seen Jim in his underwear a lot of times, and even one night, I came down the kitchen to get something to drink, he was in his underwear, watching a porn movie, his dick outlining the fabric. I always felt that Jim is trying to seduce me, and probably wondered why I never made a move on him. My object of affection was Mike, who I know is straight and dates occasionally. It would have been a great living situation, but I felt that my attraction to Mike would lead into something I might regret. The night I dreamt that I was fucking his ass and caught myself saying his name out loud in my sleep, I decided that I should move out. I did a month after. It’s funny that although Mike was the reason for me to move out, I could not bear not to be in touch with. For two months we would talk over the phone, and I invited him to have dinner at my place, and he agreed. Mike arrived on time. He looked so different… He was wearing a white knit pullover, and a pair of faded blue jeans, and when he passed me by, the label indicated a size 32. He’s probably 5’11, and quite muscular, and it’s probably from carrying dirt at work. I made a comment about his hair a little darker “I really hate being a natural blond, so I finally had the nerve to have it dyed a little darker. Does it look funny?” “No! I mean, you look good as a blond, but you look hot as a brunette” Did I just say, hot? Mike just smiled. I remembered one day, when I was just walking down the stairs, and I greeted him “What’s up gorgeous” and he responded “ OK sweetie pie”. I guess this stuff doesn’t really bother him. Like old times, we ate, had a few beers, laughed so much about the old house and decided to watch TV. It was after 1 in the morning and I flipped it to Sundance Channel, there was a scene with two guys doing “it” in the car, sucking each other’s tatoos, and eventually having anal intercourse. I thought it was too racy for a straight guy to watch, and I was going to change the channel when he said something “Ever did it in the car?” “No” “So how’s like it doing it with a guy?” He asked. I think he had a lot too much to drink. “How’s like it doing it with a girl?” “Point taken.” He released a sigh, and hewreaked with alcohol. “Whew… what a breath. You’re not driving out Bud” I said. “OK… you mind if I sleep here tonight?” “No” “I mean sleep with you” I wasn’t too sure if I heard him right, but I noticed he has an erection showing under his jeans. “You can sleep on my couch, and see you in the morning” and I stood up. But he caught my hand. “I’m not joking… I’ve been wanting to try it with another guy since I was in High school, and I really couldn’t find a guy to trust to do it with” “Trust that they wouldn’t blab about it? “No.. trust that they wouldn’t take advantage of me” I sat down. He looked so handsome. “Mike, you’re drunk. And if I had sex with you tonight, I will be taking advantage of you” “Joey… I am intoxicated, but I’m aware of what’s going on. The only way I can go through this is to have alcohol in my body, so that I have an excuse to myself that the reason why I did it because I am drunk. I will walk out here tomorrow, and pretend that nothing happened” He finished that sentenced without slurring. He’s not drunk. “Let’s go to my bedroom then” I said and he walked behind me. When we got in, we stood in front of each other. I took his shirt off. His chest has no hair, and well defined. I unzipped his jeans, and when I pulled down his pants, his dick was straining in his white briefs. Then I started to take my own clothes off, and when I only had my underwear left, I realized standing in front of me is a very hot looking guy who is “gay virgin”. I am a couple of inches taller, as muscular as he is. I knew from the moment what I wanted to do him. “Would you like to kiss?” I asked. “Sure…” When my lips touched his, I felt him tremble a bit. So I wrapped my arms around him, and pushed my tougue in his mouth. My hands moved around his back, feeling those muscles. Then my hand moved down his butt… it was round and hard, and when I placed my hands underneath his underwear, it was so smooth. I guided him to the bed, and had him lay down. I pulled his underwear down, and revealed a beautiful 6’inch cock… thick. I kissed his chest first, sucked his nipples, and on my way down, tongued his belly. When I got to his dick, I immediately placed it in my mouth. He gasped, and grabbed my head. I sucked him gently at first, and when I picked up the rhythm, I sucked it harder. “Joey… god… “ Judging the way he moans, I was driving him nuts. I took his balls in my mouth and sucked it hard, and then went back to his dick. I heard him yell “I’m gonna cum!” he tried to push my head away, maybe because he was used to women not swallowing his cum, but I kept sucking. I felt his dick throb and a blast of cum hitting the roof of my mouth. His cum was a little bitter, and more on the salty side. I kept it all in my mouth. I came up to his face and kissed him. He wouldn’t open up his mouth, and with a little pressure, his mouth opened, and I released his cum in his mouth. It didn’t look like he knows what to do with it, he may have swallowed some and the rest dripped out of his mouth. “How was it”I asked. “Man… this is the best blow job I ever had…” “Do you want to try it?” I asked… “Uh… sure” his face looked like he wasn’t too sure, but I would not pass up the opportunity to have him suck mine. I moved myself above him, and pointed my dick towards his mouth. I slowly lowered my dick down to his lips and he took everything in. . I felt his teeth scraping my dick, and he gagged a couple of times. My cock is a little longer and thicker, and since he is new to this, his inexperience did not bother me at all. But after a few seconds, that scraping has turned into pleasure and I knew that if I would have kept my dick a little longer in his mouth, I would have come, so I took it out. I went down on him again, but this time, I raised his legs up high, and nuzzled my nose in his asshole. It smelled good, so I stuck my tongue out and if I wasn’t holding his legs, he may have jumped out of bed. I licked his butt hole well, even bit the surrounding muscles tenderly. He was moaning so loud that he didn’t notice that I had a condom put on. “What’s that for…” he said after I placed a pillow under his back. “To make it easy for you Bud” “What are you going to do?” “I’ll fuck you …” “No… please…” “It’ll be okay… don’t worry… you’ll like it” So, after I lubed his butt well, I positioned my dick to his butt hole. It took more pressure to put it in, since he was so tight. “I changed my mind…please stop” he said I ignored him, and saw his eyes closed tight, as if I was hurting him. I saw tears run down his cheeks, and when I finally got in, he yelped. I didn’t waste time, and started to go all the way in, burying my eight inches, and then all the way out, and slam it back in. I don’t think I was taking advantage of him… I just like to fuck my men rough. I fucked him with a lot of force for a few minutes, and most of the time, I covered his mouth to muffle his screams. Then his moans of pain has turned into pleasure. I made sure that I got my dick to rub his prostate, and when I saw his dick getting hard again, I knew I was doing it right. And I thought to myself, what if I take the rubber out… how would it feel. I have not fucked a guy without a rubber, so I decided to give it a try. I took it off, and when I went back in, his ass was so warm and soft inside. I nearly came. I rested my hips over his thighs, and instead of pulling my dick out and shoving it in, I buried it all the way, and used my weight to push my hips rhythmically. I placed my mouth over his, and I thought that this was the perfect picture of making love. I felt his hole tightened, and then he said he was coming, and I felt cum hit my chest. And then I came… filled his bowels with my cum, over and over again. I pulled my dick out, and with his legs still raised in the air, I asked him to squeeze his butt, and I saw my cum come out. I got turned on so much with it, that since my dick is still more than half erect, I entered him again, and pumped him hard. I shot inside him again. I came in his ass 4 times that night, and tried every position I could possibly do with him. After he passed out ( out of tiredness or drunkenness), I stuck my finger in his rectum, to fell how “lose” his hole after I fucked him. It was not as wide I wanted it to be, so even though he’s out like a light, I pounded him again until I came twice. When I woke up in the morning, he was gone. I felt sad… I missed him, and then I remembered him saying that night that he wanted to walk out of this. I put my shorts on, and when to kitchen. I found him cooking breakfast. “ ‘Morning…Hope you don’t mind if I got out of bed early” he said. I didn’t know what to say. Should I pretend that nothing happened that night before? “You were so drunk last night” I said. “Yeah… I had a wicked headache when I got up this morning… ” and I guessed that he is pretending. “And a sore ass” and he smiled at me. I really like Mike, and I hope that last night was not just a one night deal, and that we’ll continue seeing each other as lovers. “Eat up,” as he served me eggs and hash browns. “You’ll need it when we get back to bed”. I think we’re off at a very good start.