Gay Erotic Stories

Some years back I was camping with the wife and kids at a very crowded campground. We were in tent trailers so close together we could hear casual conversation at the trailers next door, so needless to say with a prudish wife, sex was out of the question. After about four days without sexual relief I couldn't take it any longer. Laying in bed in the middle of the night with a boner that wouldn't go away, I remembered an outdoor toilet in the back part of the campground that only had a couple of urinals, but I figured I could go and have a quick jack off, if only so that I could get some relief and some sleep. My wife woke when I was getting out of bed and I told her that I was going to the can to have a leak. The campground was quiet and I figured if I started rubbing my cock through my sweats I'd just need a few pumps when I got to the privacy of the urinal and I'd at least be able to think about something else. When I walked in I was surprised and irritated to find another guy standing at the urinal having a leak. By this time I was rock hard and didn't know how I was going to pretend I was having a leak. By the time I got to the urinal I realized the guy standing next to me was breathing heavy and didn't appear to be pissing at all. I pulled down my sweats in a feeble attempt to appear like I was going to actually use the urinal when the guy standing next to me looked over and said, "Look man, this place is packed and my girlfriend won't let me near her, and I'm so fucking horny I can't sleep.” He then surprised me by adding "I'll never see you again so what the hell: I'm in the middle of jacking off and I need to finish so please just have your piss and leave so I can finish.” However by then he had seen my cock sticking straight out and I told him I was there for the same reason. So without saying another word we both started pulling on our cocks. Maybe because of his comment that we'd never see each other again, I got a little braver and turned towards him so that I was facing him and he did the same thing to me, only he moved closer so our cocks were almost touching one another. He had already told me he had been just about ready to cum when I had interrupted him and by now I was so horny I was almost ready to shoot. Staring at each other’s cocks, we both realized we were going to cum and at the last second we each turned and shot our loads away from one another, though I don't remember really caring when any cum hit, and I don't think he did either. Scared that someone else would come in, we both quickly shoved our cocks back in our pants, thanked each other (though I'm not sure what for) and both departed in the night. I never saw him again but over the years I jacked off tons of times thinking about that brief encounter in a strange toilet.