Gay Erotic Stories

I had been satisfying my sexual needs for the past 4 years, but I had never shot 3 loads in one day, much less within the two hours that we had been working on each other's cocks. I was done, or so I thought. After Bill had removed his softened cock from my boy cunt, I flopped down on the bed, flat on my stomach and into the puddle of cum that had just shot from the tip of my dick. It didn't matter that I now had the sticky goo all over my belly, I just wanted to lie there, and rest from the passionate activity we had just completed. Bill lay on his left side, and put his arm around me. It felt so comforting as he slowly moved his fingers up and down my spent body. I was tingling again. I turned to face him, moving to my side, and settling it down on the wet sheets. It felt "wicked" to be rubbing my body in that "joy juice". And Bill continued to move his fingers up and down my back. With his other hand, he reached across and moved my head close to his own, and kissed me on my lips (I had never been kissed on the lips by another guy). Even my dad had never kissed me on the lips (not that I remember, anyway). It startled me for a moment. Moving both his hands to the back of my head, he continued to kiss me on my lips, and started to move his tongue into my mouth by parting my own lips. I offered no resistance. Soon, he had his tongue deep into my mouth, and was searching wildly for my tongue. I let them brush, and the tingles again went through my body. He picked up the pace, and soon we were madly entwining our tongues in and out of each other’s mouths. I could hardly catch my breath. Bill now moved his tongue all over my face, into my ears and down under my chin. He moved to my chest, and then to my right nipple. It got hard immediately. He covered that little brown nipple with his mouth, and began to suck it. I could feel the sensations all over my body, but most of all, I could feel the skin on my flaccid dick begin to stretch for yet a fourth time. The well trained tongue and mouth moved over to my left nipple, and he did the same. My dick was hard and I could feel that the foreskin was stretched to its limits. Down my stomach, into my navel, and onto my Treasure Trail (at the time, I had never heard that term before). He continued down the sensitive area, around my cum soaked bush and up and down the outside of my dick shaft. It didn't take long for him to have my uncircumcised tool in his hot, moist mouth. His lips tightened around my foreskin, and as he bobbed his head up and down my shaft, the skin covered and uncovered my pulsating dick head. Damn he was good, and his blow jobs were certainly ever better that I had ever dreamed of. I was tingly for a long time, after all, a fourth load was building in my teen balls, and took a long time to work its way up to the tip of my dick, but once again, I shot this time in Bill's hungry mouth. He sucked until I went soft, and then we just both lay back and rested for a bit. This was my first man-to-man sex, and it was better than any dream I had of being with some broad. We both lay naked, and slept for a while. When I awoke, several hours later, Bill's hard 7-inch pole was poking me in the side. He told me that it was my turn, so I reached over and grabbed hold of the one eyed monster, and slowly began to massage his still swelling appendage. He reached up to my head, and moved my upper torso down across his waist, and I took that as a sign that he wanted me to mouth his dick. So I did. His was pretty big, and each time I tried to swallow the whole thing in my mouth, I gagged. So again, I kept my tongue on the loose skin under his dick head. The kept him aroused, and getting harder. I took his pink cut head into my mouth, and started to suck, as best I could. It didn't take long; he was ready and shot a mouthful of juice deep into the back of my throat. I gagged and coughed, and tried to swallow as much of his juice as I could. I kept sucking, but he didn't go down right away, he kept a loose hardon for a while, and I just kept licking the cum that I had missed when he shot his load. He asked me to fuck him, and I tried. My dick, only a 5-incher when fully erect, barely broke the tight hold on his butt, but I did the best that I could. Since I was still a virgin (in the fucking dept) I hadn't mastered the correct way of fucking with an uncircumcized dick, and most of the time, the foreskin was pulled all the way back, and it hurt like hell. I did shoot in his ass, though, and he really enjoyed that. We both slept till mid morning, and Bill put my cum soaked briefs in the washer, to get some of the yellow hardened cum out of the white cotton. We also showered together, and jerked each other to completion in his tight shower. The cum was all over the floor, and we were lucky that we didn't slip in the shower. All in all, it was a birthday dinner to remember! Bill and I continued our relationship all through my college years. He has remained my friend, and paid most of my college expenses that were over and above the full academic scholarship that I earned. I have never had any type of relationship with a female, although in college I did allow several to blow me, none could EVER compare to Bill. His were the best. Very recently I discovered that Bill gave both my brothers Brian and Sam the same type of birthday present. In fact, last year the three of us--and Bill spent an entire weekend at his Catskill vacation home without ever getting dressed. Us Ruh's in our white briefs, and Bill in his Jockey grays. Like me, my brother Brian is uncircumcized with a pretty smalldick, Sam, however, was circumcized (Mom must have gone to a Jewish doctor when he was born) and has a monster dick. Over the years I have also discovered the Bill had this "Special Unit" within the Boy Scout Troop. This group was made up of Scouts who were invited to his Catskill cabin for "Special" tutoring in the skills of scouting. I did hear that Bill was the only Counselor for the 69 requirements of the Man/Boy Sex Merit Badge. But then, that’s another story. Look for it soon.