Gay Erotic Stories

Staying in the single quarters I had the chance to attend many drunken parties. I do not drink much, but the others do. There is this one superb specimen. His name is Herman. He would challenge Brad Pitt in the looks department. Amazing green eyes with thick long eyelashes, chiseled jaw line and a dusting of dark hair on his tall lean muscular body. This night he had had a lot to drink, but was also on medication. Not sure exactly what the medicine was, but it caused him to pass out fairly early in the party. As I was his roommate, I offered to take him back to his room. On the way to his room I realised that he was knocked out cold and got concerned for his well-being, but when I lay him down on his bed, his breathing was strong, so I figured he was just blind drunk and the medicine must have caused him to pass out. Almost about to leave, I realised I could look at him for as long as I wanted now. His shorts had folded around his genitals and I could see the outline of his penis. I gently stroked it, and then massaged it, all the time keeping a close lookout to see if he started to wake up. He did not stir at all. I took off his shirt and licked is beautiful chest and nipples - he smelled wonderful, liked his armpits--clean. I pulled down his shorts to reveal a pair of black briefs, which I whipped off. I saw a beautiful limp cock and balls. His balls were long and hung between his legs. His uncut dick rested on top of them. What a sight, I could not believe I was touching and playing with his balls and dick. I was the only man to do this for his entire life. Now I decided to turn him over and have a look at his arse. I turned him roughly to see if he woke up - he did not stir at all. I put my finger up his arsehole. It was warm and completely relaxed. I decided to put my dick in - there was no resistance and I fucked him in three different positions and completely abused this straight guy and his body. After I had cum in him, I pulled his clothes back on, checked to see that he was still okay, and left. He woke up the next day with a headache--but knew nothing. I ended up being Best Man at his wedding. Had the sexy thought that I had been where his wife will be later - his lovely genitals.