Gay Erotic Stories

Back at school one night, we seniors were kidding around after lights out. Jimmy stood in the middle of the floor, surrounded by our bunks and started beating off. He was a short squat wrestler, and his cock, like him, was short but thick. Soon there we were six guys in a circle beating off. Looking at the other guys’ dicks, naturally, made me cum first. Soon our hot jizz filled the air, and thank God for the all-purpose dorm carpet that absorbed our cum with the myriad other spills built up over the years. In fact, I squirted so hard I hit the guy across from me, Ralph. Ralph was a big German guy: smooth, blond-haired and blue-eyed. His tool was like he was: big, thick & solid; he had eight inches to my seven. We did that three nights a week, then bragged about how far we got with the girls in the other part of the school. It was a real effort for me, in our circle jerk, not to let on how much the other guys turned me on: hell, I didn't want to be labeled a fag or a homo. Then, one afternoon after gym class, Ralph and I were in the bathroom. I was taking a piss, and he was in the shower behind the curtain next to me. All of a sudden, he whipped back the shower curtain, and showed me his hard-on. He looked at me with a wicked glint in his gimlet eyes, and said, "You wanna?" That was all it took; we started beating off. When he saw my eyes glued to his cock he said, "Chris, this just isn't doing it for me, can you help me out?" I tried to play it cool, "What do you mean, man?" “Ever thought about licking a guy's hard-on?" he asked. "Well, maybe. I don't know, Ralph." "Come on, you suck me, then I'll suck you." I didn't want to seem too eager, but after several minutes, I "let" him talk me into it, even though I'd wanted to do it for a month, ever since we started our dorm circle jerk. I got down on my knees in front of him and rubbed his cock on my face. Then I looked straight at it, and used my tongue to slurp the precum that was cascading off his dickhead, loving it from the first taste. Then I took his mushroom head in my mouth, and started devouring his cock. It stood almost straight, but it curved downward. Thank God, because otherwise I couldn't have taken it. I was looking up at him and sprang my own boner as he tossed his head back and moaned. Then some idiot banged on the bathroom door. "Just a minute!" I called, as we disengaged. After a whispered consultation, we agreed to meet in the pool after dinner. We had to wait a couple of minutes for our bones to deflate, and went our separate ways. I was there first, of course, already in the water. He did a dive off the board, and went underwater and pulled my swimsuit around my knees. He surfaced for air next to me, said "Hi," then went back underwater. I gasped as I saw him take my dick in his mouth, not wanting to believe how great it felt. I started moaning and writhing: just watching him underwater sucking my thick seven was so hot. He only came up for air three times before I groaned and shot my load. It was a weird experience, watching my cum in slow motion jet out of my cock underwater; I felt totally drained. We splashed round a little, to spread my seed around the pool, and then I backed him up against the side of the pool, and started sucking him underwater. I didn't care about the chlorine, just his cock in my mouth. The first couple of times I gagged, trying to take all his eight inches, and I came to the surface, sputtering. Then I started sucking and licking the head and half the shaft while I jerked the bottom part of his shaft. I couldn't hear him moan underwater, but I was sucking him so well he was squirming like an eel. I was so excited sucking him that I jetted another load with him in my mouth, not even touching myself. After about fifteen minutes, I felt his balls start to tighten up, and his legs tensed. He was trembling all over, and by then, it was dark. I stopped so he wouldn't shoot right then. I had him stand in the shallow end, then sucked him some more, lapping his head with my tongue then gagging as I went down on his huge dick. Finally, he tensed and moaned. He said, "Pull off now," but I didn't. He groaned like he was in pain, and flooded my mouth with seed. I swallowed half of it, and he covered my face with the rest. Once he was done spurting, his legs gave out, and he fell backwards, into the water, and just floated there, like a sailboat with no one at the helm. I could see little strings of cum drift out from his shrinking cock into the pool water. He asked, "How did it taste?" "Kind of salty, but good," I replied. A month later, I invited him to my dad's house in the Florida Keys, but that is another story for another time.