Gay Erotic Stories

Julie and I went way back. If I hadn't been gay and she straight, we'd probably have ended up marrying each other. As soon as I knew how I felt about other boys, it was natural that Julie be the first one I told. She was totally cool about it, as I knew she would be. My best friend. Now we were both 18 and although our sexual paths took us in different directions, we remained close, seeing each other a couple of times a week to catch up. While I'd seen a few guys for brief, mainly sexual episodes, Julie took a more serious role and didn't sleep with a guy unless "she felt something significant" as she put it. She'd been seeing Brad, her new boyfriend for about 6 weeks now and I knew she was feeling something special the way she kept talking about him. I knew he played short stop on the college baseball team and I'd seen a picture but I hadn't been introduced to him. I wanted to though, partially because he was starting to mean something to my best friend and partially because he looked wonderful in the photo I'd seen. Julie hadn't been sexual with him, she told me that much. She said she was saving it for the right romantic evening. She told me over too much Merlot one night that they'd fooled around in his truck and while Brad had felt her tits, she'd felt his cock. Julie had said that he appeared to be very well endowed from the handful she'd felt. Anyway, she'd decided that I should meet Brad that night, as kind of a seal of approval, because we were so close. I waited at the pizza joint we'd agreed on. After about 10 minutes Julie and Brad arrived. He was a vision. 6 feet, stocky but not huge. Denim shorts showing a huge bulge and hairy legs. Just a little chest hair showing above his T-shirt neck line. The crew cut light brown hair set off his face perfectly. I was jealous! We enjoyed our pizza and matter-of-factly, as we were leaving, Julie mentioned that I was gay, in response to something that Brad had asked me. I just assumed that Julie had already told Brad. His response was both frightening and immediate. He started yelling about how he detested fags, how he's been out on some fag bashing nights with his buddies. Something was seriously wrong with this kid, maybe something in his childhood, and I was feeling threatened. Julie was aghast, not expecting this response. Brad was becoming more aggressive by the minute and started to physically threaten me. Julie's screaming and anger paid off, and he eventually backed off. Julie dragged him off to his truck, yelling to me that she was sorry and that she'd call me later. I was shaken, but okay. Later, Julie did call and I wanted to make sure she was okay too. I was scared for her safety. She said that Brad had been very aggressive and tried hard to get her to have sex with him. She'd managed to get away from him, and had pretty much determined that this wasn't an isolated incident and that her dream man had a dark side. It wasn't a relationship she'd be pursuing. We met for dinner the next evening. We were both a lot calmer about the previous night. After a few too many Merlot's (to drown our sorrows) we got around to agreeing about what a stud Brad was and too bad that it was ruined by his redneck personality. Julie confided in me that she was disappointed that she wouldn't have the opportunity to see what her hand had felt through his jeans. I told her that I'd love to have received a first hand account of that from her! Partly as a result of reduced inhibitions and partly because he was such an asshole, we devised a plan. Julie called Brad from the restaurant, apologizing for last night and telling him she was ready to go to second base. Brad was apparently thrilled, and agreed to come to Julie's condo at 8 the next night after baseball practice. I was at Julie's place at 6 PM to get everything ready. We got through another bottle of Merlot just to cement our resolve. It helped. Julie got the place ready, candles lit in the bedroom, the whole thing. I took my assigned spot in the walk in closet in the master bedroom along with a my new video camera on a tripod. Soon after I heard Brad in the living room and within 10 minutes they appeared in the bedroom, Brad sucking on a can of Coors. I could see out of a tiny crack where the closet door met the door frame. I could see Brad pawing Julie and I heard her tell him that she had wanted him for so long, but that if it was okay with him, she only wanted to do oral tonight - not go all the way. She wanted to save that for tomorrow night - something to look forward to was how she put it. Brad of course wanted it all--now, but judging by the bulge in his jeans, he'd take what he could get. Within a minute Brad was undoing Julie's blouse and her jeans. Within seconds, she was naked and he was licking her nipples. Next came the moment we were both waiting for. Brad slipped off his T-shirt to reveal his beautifully hairy, sculpted chest. I saw Julie undoing his belt, then the buttons on his 501's and then they were yanked down. He wore no underwear...No wonder he always showed so much! He was already rock hard and it was truly impressive. I could see Julie smile as she looked at it. It was about 9 inches long and very thick, perhaps 5 or 6 inches. Unlike most big cocks I'd seen, this one did get VERY hard and stood up almost against the fine brown hair on his stomach. He was a vision. He knew he was hung and I heard him ask her if she was impressed. Julie kept up the Oscar winning performance, which wasn't hard as she really did like what he had! I watched as she went down on her knees and tasted him for the first time. She was okay at it, but after about 3 or 4 inches she started to gag. He laughed, proud that he was able to induce a gag in her. She pushed him back on the bed and continued giving him head while he groaned in pleasure. After a few minutes I heard Julie tell Brad that she needed a favor. She told him that she was shy and that her one mildly kinky side was that she'd love to handcuff him and blindfold him while she gave him head. I saw a brief look of shock, or maybe just disbelief in Brad's face before he regained his composure and told her that whatever turned her on the most was cool with him. Julie then reached under the bed for the handcuffs, blindfold and some rope. She then tied his feet to the bed frame with the rope. Then she put his hands in the cuffs and attached them over his head to the iron headboard. Next, she slipped the blindfold on him. We'd specially modified it with extra padding, so that no peripheral vision was possible - total blackout! I could see that Brad was still very turned on, maybe even more so, as his dick was impossibly swollen. As soon as he was set, Julie backed away, gave me the sign and I gently came out of the closet (again!). We positioned the camera close to the bed and turned it on. We'd already practiced all this, so we knew it was a silent operation. Once the camera was running, I moved over to Brad and tasted his cock head with my tongue for the first time. He was ready like never before, as he was dripping pre cum. I started slowly, making sure that my method resembled what I'd watched Julie do as closely as possible. He started moaning and trying to move in pleasure although he couldn't move much. As he got more into it, I started going deeper and deeper giving Brad one of my specialties. Julie was right next to me and at appropriate moment, would groan and say his name. Brad was totally into it and was groaning ever louder. He kept asking Julie how she learned to take such a big dick all the way! She didn't answer... if only he knew who was sucking him and giving him such pleasure. I kept bringing him to the edge and as soon as I sensed he was about to cum, I'd stop sucking and lick his balls or his ass hole, which he went crazy for. By this time I was down all the way, my nose nuzzling his pubic hair. After about 20 minutes of this, we decided he was ready and I sucked him off. He started to cum in my mouth with such force that it scared me at first. He pumped about 8 huge loads into me, until I couldn't take any more and it started dripping out my mouth. I retreated back to the closet as quietly as I came. Julie moved the camera back into the closet also, telling Brad to lay still while she cleaned up. When the closet door was again shut, she untied him and took off his blindfold and cuffs. Brad was in ecstasy. He thanked her profusely for the blow job of his life. He left shortly thereafter and Julie and I toasted our success while we watched it replay on video. We haven't decided if we'll service Brad again, or if we'll somehow publish a picture showing him letting a guy suck him, so that he's embarrassed in front of his red neck friends. The last thing we want to do is make him violent towards us. Meanwhile, Julie and I have decided that we're quite a team and we'll team up often to let me suck an unsuspecting straight guy off. Please let me know if you liked this by e mail. More (and better) to come if the response is favorable.