Gay Erotic Stories

I had parked on a side street that was masked by some huge hedges. The perfect place to make out. “There is no way I’m putting my lips over that huge disgusting, spitting thing!” With that statement, she opened the car door and slipped out and slammed the door behind her. Here I sat again, ready to explode and nobody to stroke the fuse. At eighteen, all I wanted was somebody besides me to get me off. Virginity is its own punishment. This was the fifth girl I had dated and none of them were willing to fuck or even give head. She thought it was huge. At under nine inches, I knew it was not the biggest in the school. Not even the biggest in my gym class. Fuck, she had never seen her brother naked. That was one huge cock. Even just hanging there it must have been ten inches long. I slowly stroked my rock hard cock. What the hell, I was young and there would be plenty of time to score. I continued stroking up and down; my corona flared an angry purple. My hand would please me again tonight. I was thinking about her brother. Wondering how big he really was. A few more quick strokes and I would shoot my wad. BAM! BAM! BAM! What the fuck was that! I looked up and saw her brother pounding on the hood of my car. I tried to stuff my rigid member inside my tight jeans. No way. I was caught dick in hand. He pulled open the car door and slid onto the seat. The light went out when he closed the door. “Nice looking cock!” He slid over and wrapped his hand around my woody. I gasped for air. My cock grew harder and lengthened more. “This thing is nearly as big as mine.” He smiled at me as he stroked my manhood. “I’ve been watching you since we were sophomores. Did the big unit scare you off?” I let my breath escape. He continued to stroke my cock. “You never stood a chance with my sister. She will end up with somebody like Jeff McBride and his four-inch hard-on. Let me help you and then you can do the same for me.” He leaned down and easily inhaled my rampant cock. I gasped for air at the incredible feeling of his mouth sucking my sensitive penis. He quickly covered the length and slobbered as his face moved up the shaft to the sensitive head. He moved down again and I felt his lips bury in my pubic hair. His tongue flicked out and he licked my testicles. I moaned in warning and he stopped and waited until I could breathe normal again. My hands busied themselves freeing his monster from his jeans; it looked like a giant cobra. The head flared and the slit glistened with the juice of desire. I wrapped both hands around the beast and stroked it gently a few times. “Taste it,” he urged. I licked the slit and his pre-cum tasted spicy. I stuffed the head into my mouth and sucked the head and about four inches of the shaft inside. That was all I could handle. The sensation was incredible. His monster throbbed against the roof of my mouth. My hands tightened their hold on the rigid shaft and jacked him as my tongue worked the head. His balls tightened against my chin. He moaned and warned me to stop. I wanted his release to flood my mouth. “Take me!” he screamed and a torrent of hot semen filled my throat. I swallowed in an attempt to take it all. The thick hot river surged again and again filling my face and overflowing in a sticky rope of clotted ecstasy. His massive cock softened as he finished. He kissed my face when he pulled me from his pleasure pole. Again his face covered my surging cock. He dived to the base and back to the head. Two, three, four times and I felt my balls tighten and the pleasure started deep in my willing body. I screamed his name as my cock erupted. I came like never before. A volcano of hot jism splattered down his throat and again and again until my cock was dry. Still the sensations continued as my eager cock refused to end its first sharing with another. I forced myself to pull free of the hot orifice of pleasure. He was almost as unwilling to free my manhood. We became more than just classmates that night. Our relationship would carry us both through the summer.