Gay Erotic Stories

I know you are probably ready for all the hot, steamy, sexual stuff, but first allow me to introduce myself. My name is Jordan, and I'm 18 years old. As I'm a senior, I will be graduating soon and heading off to college. I'm about 6'0 tall, light brown complexion to match my light brown eyes, and very short, black hair. I'm pretty athletic-looking, and a lot of girls (and guys) think I'm cute. Oh yeah, and I have a 7 inch long dick in my briefs, but I'll get to that later... Anyway, my story takes place last summer. Our washing machine had broke down at home for the umpteenth time, and just my luck, it was my turn to do the laundry. Luckily, there's a Laundromat not too far from my house. It was 9 PM when I headed to the Laundromat. I had left late on purpose, because I knew nobody would be there if I waited long enough. When I got there, I almost wet my pants. This guy from my home room named Ben (who I had a serious crush on) was there too. He had to be the finest guy in the whole school. He had a young, boyish face, no facial hair, and dark, sexy black eyes. His short black hair was combed to the front and always looked wet. That particular night, he had on a tight wife beater shirt and tight jeans, showing off his perfect muscles and nicely rounded asscheeks. My suddenly erected dick hoped to see a lot more of that hot body someday. Suddenly, I was awakened from my dreamy stare by his deep, sexy voice, "Hey, what's up?" It took me a while to find my voice, but finally I replied, "Hey." I was glad that the laundry basket I was carrying was covering the front of my pants, so as not to reveal the throbbing boner that was protruding from my khakis. I headed for one of the washing machines far from him (I am terribly shy) and began to load the clothes. I kept peeping over my shoulder at him, getting harder and harder each time he bent over to load his clothes in the machine. That round ass of his looked as tight as could be. My dick twitched just thinking about it. After a few moments of silence, I finally heard him speak again. "Well, I guess my work here is done," he said with an accomplished smile. "Seeya," I smiled back. Then he was out the door. I sighed with relief; being around him was just too much for me to handle. When he was out of sight, I suddenly realized that there was a baby blue laundry basket resting under a table in the back of the laundry room. It looked just like the other baskets he had been carrying. After I had loaded all my clothes and turned the machine on, I headed for the basket. My heart began to pump out of control, as I saw the initials on the basket: B.H. Yep, it belonged to him alright. A thousand horny thoughts raced through my head as I spotted a pair of clear bikini underwear in his basket. Before I knew it, i had the underwear pressed against my face, inhaling his manly scent. First, I smelled the front where his big fat schlong would rest. It smelled like a combination of sweat and fresh cum with a slight hint of urine. Mmmm, how I loved the smell! Then I flipped them inside out. I saw a little shit stain and assumed that's where the underwear had entered his tight asshole. I sniffed it over and over, it smelled so sweet. I got so horny as I sniffed the seat of his kinky bikini underwear, smelling his little shit stain, then flipping it over and smelling his dick sweat over and over again. I kept alternating until I felt precum dripping down my leg. Then I realized where the smell of cum was coming from. I had not noticed the huge stain on the front of his underwear. The horny bastard must have jacked off in them. How I longed to taste that cum spot. Before I knew it, my tongue was licking across the stain, lapping it up. Mmmm, so good. Then I commenced to licking the shit stain, til the underwear were completely soaked with my saliva. I had completely lost track of time and space, as I licked away and smelled again. My dick was throbbing like crazy, and sticking straight up in the air. Never had I been so hard in my life. Then, all of a sudden I heard his voice-- "Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing?" I almost jumped straight in the air. I turned toward the doorway and there he stood, a look of anger on his face. I thought about dropping the underwear, but it was too late, I had been caught in the act... TO BE CONTINUED...