Gay Erotic Stories

It was after midnight and my mom had a visitor. Their voices woke me up. And their voices got louder and louder and louder the longer I lay in bed trying to ignore them. Finally, I did what I didn't want to do---I left my warm bed, entered the hallway, and called to mom to "please quiet down so I can sleep!" It was a neighbor lady in the living room with my mom. Her teenage son was with her, but not in the living room, in the bathroom behind me oggling me standing there naked. At first, it was embarrassing as hell, then exciting to be caught. He was cute. It got more exciting with every passing second: He didn't join his mom in the living room, he eased up to my door and nudged it open to look for me in the dark. When he had the door open wide enough to see me on the bed, my heart started pounding. "C'mon in," I whispered. He did, but didn't close the door behind him. "Let's leave it open," he said. "As long as we can hear them talking, we're safe. I turned onto my back as he sat down beside me on the bed and then we were in each other's arms and kissing. Until his right hand found my ass and then he turned me back onto my stomach. "Oh, yeah! Yeah!" he enthused as he stroked my backside. That was all I heard until his T-shirt went up and off over his head. His shoes hit the floor loud enough to wake the dead, but didn't stop our moms from rattling on. The excitement overpowered both of us and we couldn't hold back. I heard him catch his breath as I reached back for his dick and then we were fucking. Fucking harder and deeper as we watched the open door. He drew me up on my knees before the dam finally burst. But he wasn't finished. Not yet. He turned me over onto my back and lifted my feet to rest upon his shoulders. We kissed again, he looked me dead in the eye, and slid his dick home again. "Oh, I sure hope our moms keep talking," he whispered, "because I sure like doing this." I held his face in my hands, stared into the bluest eyes, and heard him sigh. "Yeah," I thought. "Me, too."