Gay Erotic Stories

So where was I? Oh yeah, I was imagining my first time. His lips were hot as they slid over my cock. I was thinking about what he said about his first time. I wondered if he was as good at sucking cock as he was now. He moaned as he took all of my rock hard meat into his mouth. His hands kneaded my ass cheeks as his chest brushed my legs. He released me to move up to my nips and suck them as hard as my cock. His teeth nibbled the sensitive tips and I cried with pleasure. Finally, I pushed him onto his back and climbed on top of him. He tried to roll me back over but I held him down. He fought to get control back, but I wouldn't let him up. He smiled and then I felt his cock grow beneath me. I rocked back and forth rubbing my ass on his shaft. I lowered my lips to his. We kissed a little more softly. When I released his hand, he grabbed a handful of hair at the back of my head and forced my mouth even harder to his own. I wrapped my arms tightly around him and he returned the embrace. His hands raked my back and sent shivers of pleasure up my spine. I kissed his chest, his flat stomach and finally came to his throbbing cock. I slowed down so I could take in and savour the taste of the first cock to enter my mouth. I licked the tip of his cut head. I ran my tongue down the underside of his shaft. He quivered and let out small rapid gasps. Finally, with one quick gulp, I took his cock to the back of my throat. The thick meat pulsed in my mouth, I gagged as it hit the back. I didn't know how he took all of my meat in when I could only get part of his in my mouth. I slid my mouth up and down not really noticing how fast I was going until he moaned a shot his load. He tasted so good. I was swallowing the first cum of my life. I came up to his face and he simply smiled with that same grin. "Follow me." He commanded, as he stood and walked to the window. He opened the glass door and stepped out onto the balcony. I stopped at the door, as I could hear people partying on the balcony below us. He smiled and bit his lower lip, and half closed his eyes. That look still drives me crazy today. I stepped out and he kissed me hard. He then fell to his knees and put my still hard cock into his mouth. I was feeling pleasures I hadn't felt with any woman. I knew then that only another man knows how to please a man. His mouth moved smoothly and quickly over my rod. It didn't take long before I was cumming like I had never cum before. The cum was running over my hand as I pulled the last of it from my meat. I opened my eyes and stared around the empty hotel room. We remained friends for the last five years. I shared everything with him and he I. Everything but our bodies. It was more than sex that I wanted. I fell in love with him. I was there for the bad times and the good times. He helped me out of a lot of tricky situations. It seemed all though we live about 1000 miles apart, we were always there for each other. A couple of months ago, before I made this semi-commitment to Chris, I went to see Shane. While I was there, we stayed at a hotel in the city. I couldn't sleep, I had to tell him how I really felt. I climbed out of bed and laid on his. We were extremely close. I put my arm around him and put my face to the back of his neck. "What's bothering you?" he asked. "I love you." I told him. He laughed and asked who doesn't. "No, I really love you." He turned and looked at me puzzled. "Chase..." I cut him off and tried to kiss his lips. He pushed me away and sat up. He asked what I was doing. I just let it all out. I told him that I loved him since the day I met him. There was silence. He got up and put on a robe and left the room. I found him sitting in the tennis court. I sat beside him and asked if he wanted a game. He just looked at me. He had tears in his eyes. "Chace you are like my brother." I can't ever feel the way you do. He apologised. We went back tot he room and talked until morning. We fell asleep around five. I was at the airport at eight. I was early, but I wanted to leave before he woke. We've spoken a couple of times since. When I arrived home, Chris was waiting for me. I will never forget that at least he was there for me in the end. Keep the email coming