Gay Erotic Stories

Ever since I was a teenager, I knew that I was attracted to other guys. When I was in the Boy Scouts, I used to lie awake at night staring at my friends as they lay asleep atop their sleeping bags with nothing on but their white briefs. I used to long to touch them, and sometimes I would be so bold as to pretend to be asleep, just happen to “roll over,” and “accidentally” have a hand end up in the area of their dick. The strange part about those instances is that none of my friends ever tried to do anything with me. I somehow managed to miss all those pubescent romps with other boys that so many gay men have. I don’t think its because I was unattractive. I mean, as a 27 year old I am 5’10” 165 lbs, have brown hair, blue eyes, a 32” waist and a 40” chest. Yet, I had to settle for quietly jerking off in my sleeping bag and pray that no one heard me doing it. I suppose that is why I was so nervous about actually being sexually involved with another man and why I never did anything with one until I was 25. His name was Chris. The experience of how we met and got to know each other is still somewhat of a mystery to me. I had been staying awake, chatting online for lots of nights and one night this person just started talking to me. We got to know each other (the standard online prattle took place: looks, interests, etc.) and I found out he had done some modeling which instantly made me interested in him. After several nights of flirting with this openly gay man, it turned out that I knew who he was, but he did not know me. (I was still very closeted at the time and only one person in my town knew anything about my attraction to men.) It turns out that he was the son of the Director for my particular School of the University I was attending for my Masters Degree. Well this interested me even more, and I decided that I would have to meet this person face to face. Chris was very nice and accommodating about keeping my gayness a secret. The first time we went out we drove 45 minutes out of the way so no one in this small college town might see us together. The second time we went to dinner rather late so people would be gone from the restaurant. It was after dinner that evening that my life would change forever. We left the restaurant at about 11:00 and decided to drive around for a while. We must have driven around for hours, just being silly, flirting and laughing. I was fairly new to the town, so Chris, who had grown up there, showed me around the surrounding areas. We finally pulled into the end his parent’s driveway at about 1:30 AM and began to talk. Now this driveway was probably 150 yards long and there was no way his parents knew we were sitting there. Chris leaned his seat back so he was basically lying completely horizontally. Somehow, and I have no idea how, the conversation turned to Chris’ dick. Perhaps it was that h had told me that he had done some stripping in addition to his modeling. Now, to let you know, this is a really attractive guy. He was about to turn 21, 6’2”, 180 lbs, had dark brown hair and brown eyes. He was not a muscle man, but no slouch either. I had been sporting a hard on for most of the car ride just thinking about him and with the little bit of light in the car I could see what looked like a significant bulge in his pants. The conversation about his cock did not help reduce my bulge either. Chris says to me, “Oh yeah…my dick is 8” long.” “Pfft…No way…” I said, hoping that it was really the truth. “Yep,” he chuckles, “see, this is it right here,” and he reaches down and grabs his left inner thigh showing what appears to be a huge cock. My heart lept into my throat at the thought of a dick that size. However, I was not fooled (but slightly hoped that it was really his dick). So I said, “Whatever, dude! That is your leg,” and with that reached over and grabbed his inner thigh. It was his leg. Chris responds, “Ok, okay….you got me, but really my dick is 8” long.” He adjusts himself in the car seat, makes another couple of comments and then says, “See, it comes down to here,” grabbing his inner thigh a little differently this time. My own dick was still rock hard, and I hoping that is was really his dick I responded by chuckling again, “Dude, that is your leg…give it up,” and grabbed his thigh again. Again…it was his leg. Chris just laughs and I know he is toying with me. The sexual tension is high, particularly for someone like me who has never touched a man like this before. Just grabbing his leg like that was driving me crazy and making my dick throb. He had to have seen my hard on and must have wanted me. This time Chris manages to get me turned on even more. Out of nowhere, he undoes his belt, unzips his pants and untucks his shirt to where it is covering his crotch. He is talking the entire time he is doing this, but I of course don’t remember anything he says. I am too enthralled with this hunky guy undoing his pants, wanting to get in there and touch his dick. My mind faded back to what he was saying when I hear the words in the same tone as before, “But really, my dick comes up to here.” This time Chris was holding his hand up around where his belly button might have been. I was starting to get a little tired of this game and reached over to touch his stomach saying, “Your dick does NOT come up to th . . .” and froze when I realized my hand was holding his thick, throbbing cock. I couldn’t believe it. I was holding another guys dick. I said, “That IS your dick,” and gently started to rub it through his shirt without thinking. Chris just laughed and said, “yep.” He leaned up towards me, and as he did my hand slipped under his shirt and around his hard shaft that was poking out of his tight briefs. He reached over and grabbed my dick and said, “Looks like I wasn’t the only one getting excited.” Instantly I melted at his hand on my cock. Chris began to kiss me gently, unfastening my belt and pants to release my raging cock from my precum soaked briefs. I continued to stroke his cock, my mind racing at the thought that I was kissing another man - a HOT man that was kissing and touching me. The kissing became more passionate and Chris moved his mouth away and down to my dick. Now, I had gotten blow jobs from women before (for some reason through undergraduate women just wanted to suck my dick, and I wasn’t gonna turn down a BJ), but when Chris wrapped his lips around the thick head of my 7”, I knew what I had been missing. He moved one hand around the base of my dick and balls and rubbed my chest and stomach with the other. Sheer ecstasy pulsed through my body as I ran my hands through Chris’ hair. He kept sucking me, harder and faster almost to the point of me cumming and stopped. He looked up at me, licked his lips, and grinned. “Are you having fun?” I whimpered my enthusiastic reply, nodding my head. I returned my hand to his cock and asked him if it felt good. “Of course, dummy,” was his reply, “Its my dick.” By this time I was so turned on that I wanted to suck that 8” dick of his. I could just feel it in my mouth. “Can I suck your dick?” I asked. “Sure,” he said. “I am not sure what to do,” I said, kinda embarrassed. Chris laughed, “Well, you just put it in your mouth and suck on it. The important thing is to remember to suck. But don’t get upset if I don’t get too turned on, it’s your first time and a lot of guys don’t know how to suck dick.” “Is that a challenge??” I asked, pushing him back onto his seat and leaning over to put his cock in my mouth. I never heard his response because I was trying to get this huge cock in my mouth. I realized that this was no ordinary dick, it was not only long, but it was also thick. And if you want to talk about precum, I got a mouth full when I wrapped my lips around his dick. I swallowed it and began to suck him. I realized that I heard Chris let out a moan of joy. He took his shirt off and began to run his hands through my hair, over his big chest, and along his hot body. This gave me more purpose. I began to suck faster and harder. I was gonna make this guy cum and I wanted to swallow all of it. Chris began to moan harder. “Suck it, man…yah, oh god, yaaaaaah…” I had one hand rubbing his hot beefy thigh and one hand at the base of his dick. I could feel it start to twitch like he was gonna cum (someone told me about the thumb trick) and began to suck even harder. At this point, like an animal Chris stopped me and pushed me back into my seat. I had forgotten about my hard on, but it was still there pre-cumming like a mug. He hungrily started sucking my dick and within just a few seconds I was shooting loads of cum into his mouth. I was almost screaming I was moaning so hard. Chris leaned back at this point and I started to suck him. Again, I could feel him about to come and he stopped me. I now wanted to see this hot guy cum and I started to jerk him off. Every muscle in his body tensed, his dick began to throb, and Chris started shooting farther and pumping out more cum than any guy I have ever seen. Cum literally shot past his head into the back seat of my car and all over his chest. He was moaning and writhing from his orgasm. It was one of the hottest things I have ever witnessed. When we cooled down Chris said, “You suck dick pretty well for a first-timer. Are you sure you haven’t done that before.” I said, “Well, there are just some things that come naturally.”