Gay Erotic Stories

This story is purely fictional. I wish it wasn't but it is. My name is Ricky. I was an intern at MTV headquaters. It was a great place to work. I got that job thanks to my friend Carson. Yes, Carson Daly is a friend of mine. He and I met because we used to live next to each other. Everyday, when he would head off to work, and I to hunt for work, we would see each other and talk. When Carson's career at MTV started taking off, we never had time to chat anymore. One day, we bumped into each other. "Ricky," he called out. "Ricky, I haven't seen you in a long time." "Carson, hey dude." I hadn't seen him in a long time. "Man, you've blown up." "Yeah thanks. Hey how's everything for you?" I told him that I had lost my job. He told me he would fix me up a job. My new job at MTV was wonderful, and now we would have a chance to have our daily chats. One day Carson came up to me after taping TRL. He called me over into his empty office. "Whats wrong Carson?" I was really worried, because he looked very nervous. "Ricky, I need to talk to you. Today, when Ricky Martin was here, I felt something I never felt before." He was really nervous, and finally asked me a huge question. "Ricky, how do you know if you're gay?" Now, Carson knew I was gay. That wasn't an issue. But the fact that this question was turning me on. "Well, Carson I don't know what to say." Carson asked me again, "Please help me know if I am gay?" "Well, Carson you know you're gay, if you like this." Then I leaned forward and kissed him. First he accepted it. Our toungues mingled together, but then he pulled back. "I guess you're not gay. Sorry about that." I was about to leave when he grabbed my arm. "Ricky, I loved that, but we better lock the door." He smilled at me and I was ecstatic. I quickly locked the door and returned to kiss him. Our tongues mingled. I was extremely turned on. His scent was turning me on even more. Reluctantly I pulled away. I walked toward the radio and turned it on. He looked at me, very confused. "I lived next to you Carson, you tend to make noise." He smilled. I pulled off my shirt and walked toward him. He laid his hand on my chest. He massaged my nipples. I lifted his shirt and kissed his chest and licked his nipples. As I pressed close to him, I felt his hardened member throbbing. I wasted no time and made my way down to his pants. I undid his belt buckle and pants. I lowered his pants. His cock jumped outward and made a tent in his boxers. I got down on my knees and kissed the tip of the tent. I pulled down his boxers and slowly began to stroke his cock. He moaned. Then I began to suck it. I placed my tongue under the shaft. Slowly I took it all in. He moaned even louder. I sucked it all. Carson placed his hands on the back of my head. He quickly came in my mouth. I swallowed it all. Then I made my way up to his mouth and kissed him. When he pulled away he said, "So thats what cum tastes like. I like it. Can I taste yours?" When I smilled, he knew it was a yes. He undid my pants and out popped my stiffended cock. "Still not wearing underwear?" "You know me." He stroked my cock and looked up at me. "I'm nervous." "Hold on", I said. I pulled a chair forward and sat down. "Just think of what you'd like done to you." He moved his head forward. "Take it slowly," I said. Within seconds his head was bobbing up and down. It was wonderful. I came almost as quickly as he did. He came up to me. He kissed me. The taste of both our cum intertwined. It was amazing. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Carson, you there?" "Uh, yes." "We need you." They said outside. "So do I." I said. Carson got up and dressed, as did I. Before he left, he turned and said, "Tonight at my house?" I smilled. "Yes."