Gay Erotic Stories

I was a little upset that a brother had come over and interrupted my little experiment. However, the ritual was starting, and it was time to round up all the pledges into our living room. I remember the night being a blur of how much I wanted to see exactly what he had to offer under those tight fitting slacks that seemed to show off his perfect swimmer's ass. After what seemed like forever, the ritual finally finished and all were dismissed. I unfortunately did not see Mark that night, but was not too distraught because we were scheduled to have dinner the next weekend, then I would take him to our next ritual location. The week rolled by slowly, but finally Saturday night came. The sun was setting and Mark and I had just finished our dinner and wonderful conversation. He told me about his family and extra-curricular activities that he participated in high school. He, too, was on a swim team, and loved the beach. I kind of chuckled to myself because tonight I was going to take him to a nearby beach where we would strip the pledges and leave them blindfolded by a small patch of trees up near the Pacific Coast Highway in Malibu Canyon. Even though they would only be stripped to their underwear, I was determined to see how far I could go, and what I could get away with. As long as they were blindfolded I could do anything. I was, after all, the pledge master. We reached the beach precisely when the sun set into the water. The warm spring night felt refreshing and I had told some of the brothers to lead the pledges into the trees, and to tell them to strip and leave them there until further notice. I was in charge of two boys, so naturally I led the first guy into the woods, and made him strip to his undies. When I was finished, I tied him to a tree and left. Finally it was Mark's turn. I knew just the place to take him. Slowly guiding him into a secluded part of the woods by the highway, I made him strip down to his underwear and also tied him to a tree. I told him to wait there until one of his pledge brothers found him and untied him. If anyone came over to mess with him or haze him, I informed him that he was to yell if it went too far. I walked away, and for a few minutes just stared at him in the moonlight. There he was like some night god strapped to a tree. His sandy blonde hair hung loosely over his blindfold, hiding his blue eyes. His shoulder muscles glistened in the moonlight as his arms were spread due to the fact that they were tied behind the tree. His perfect body sat there and remained perfectly still. After a good ten minutes I came back to him, this time not saying a word. I knew I had a good hour before any of his pledge brothers would be able to locate him. I was determined to finish what I had started. Again, my focus drew on his pouty lower lip. I ran my index finger across his lips, and then down to his Adam’s apple. He was clean-shaven and I could still smell the soap that he had used. My finger lingered down his neck and started to encircle his pecs. The whole time I kept looking down to see if there was a stir in Mark's boxers. I had a feeling that he might have been gay, but I wasn’t sure. I certainly didn’t want to go too far and have him quit the fraternity. So I just took my time. My index finger was slowly joined by the rest of my fingers and I began poking and prodding his body. His perfect six-pack really had me jealous and hard, as did the way he had a bit of hair on his stomach that led to his crotch. I got on my knees and looked up to see what I could see. He had a nice set of balls, and to my dismay I realized that he was starting to get erect. I got back up and started caressing his waist. With both my index fingers I hooked the rim of his boxers and slowly pulled down. By this time he had gotten even harder. Still tied to the tree, I pulled down his boxers very slowly, at first exposing his soft pubic hair, and then the base of his cock. I came up real close and took a deep breath. When his shorts hit his ankles I had a pleasant surprise; He had a package. I mean, it wasn’t huge, but it was perfectly symmetrical. His cock, although hard, was perfectly straight and cylindrical. He was about a good 7.5 inches cut. His balls hung low, and I knew they were full of cum. I was in pure ecstasy as I took the head of his cock into my mouth. It tasted so wonderful. I looked up to see a slight look of pleasure as Mark tilted his head back. I could hear him moan slightly as his abs tightened. He was a champ. I felt so submissive and so horny when I was on my knees out in the woods, my lips sliding down the shaft of his thick tool. I cupped his balls with one hand, and proceeded to stroke with the other. My tongue playfully glided along the head of the penis, and felt his dick touch the back of my throat. My hands wandered to his wonderfully tight ass cheeks, and I gave them a squeeze. His ass tightened as I noticed he was now starting to thrust. His abs got harder and I could see the veins in his neck bulge. He was close. I had no intention of holding back at all. His thrust started to become a ramming motion and I took it in as he plowed that meat into my face. I wanted it and he certainly was giving it to me. In a soft voice I heard him say "I’m going to cum" but I wanted to swallow. Again, he informed me that he was going to cum, but this time he realized that I was going to have it all in my mouth. In a few seconds I felt his balls cling up to his body and his penis getting slightly swollen. Suddenly he shot a thick stream of cum into my mouth. It was warm and gooey, and it tasted great. I was happy to feel three more spurts of jizz into my mouth, and some even cascaded over from the side of my mouth. He twitched a couple times and slowly let out a loud moan. It brought pleasure to me as I felt his body tense up then loosen as I finished the last drops of cum. His penis was still hard after I had finished, but I had no choice but to pull his boxers back up. The others would soon be coming and I didn’t want to risk getting caught. I had successfully succeeded in blowing him. And my dream came true. It was all that I ever wanted it to be. I remember going home that night and whacking off. It wouldn’t be until later in the semester that Mark would blow ME off. But then, of course, that is another story, aut true just like this one. I'll write more when I can. If you like my story email me at Chassurf@yahoo.com, or if you attend Cal State Northridge, and want to join a frat, or just want that experience. :) I have more true stories of my brothers.