Gay Erotic Stories

This is a true story of what I did when I was in college, a year or so ago. When I would get horny, one of my favorite thrills was putting on a pair of sweat pants with no underwear. I had two pairs, a very soft, thin cotton blue pair, and a very thin, somewhat less yielding grey pair. The first time I did this, I put on the grey pair, worked on a paper in the computer lab, and then decided to go to my professor's office hours. My heart was beating fast with the excitement of what I was doing. I suspected this professor was gay, so that added to the thrill. By the time I got to his office (this was about 9:00 pm, so no one else was really around), I had rolled up the sweat pants at the waist so it fully displayed my half-erect cock very clearly. I took a deep breath and knocked on his office door. He said "come in" and I walked in. He was in there with another professor that I didn't know. His jaw literally dropped when he saw me and his eyes were riveted to my crotch. I said that I had come for extra help on the assignment. Barely moving his gaze from my bulging basket, he told me that he would be done this meeting in about ten minutes. I glanced at the other guy and he had an expressionless look on his face. He asked if I could wait in the hallway. I said "sure", and turned around, closing the door behind me. I stood in the hallway, straining at the seams, trying to keep myself from becoming fully hard (that would be too obvious). Finally, ten minutes had passed and the professor's door opened. The other man left, barely looking at me. The professor called me to come in. With a sigh, I walked into his office again. The professor took a good, long look at my semi-hard dick, and then told me to sit down. He sat in a chair next to me, instead of behind his desk. As he read over my paper, offering suggestions to improve it along the way, I noticed that his tan khakis seemed to be tenting up a bit. As he handed me back my story, he brushed his hand against my leg. Since I had been focused on my story, I had been getting softer, but with that, I got harder and harder until I was totally erect. I considered trying to hide it with my hand but I decided to just pretend that I didn't notice. As I rose to say good-bye and thank you, my 7 ½ inch cock was poking right through these thin sweat pants. He looked down at my dick again and looked like he wanted to touch it, but his professionalism prevailed. With a saucy look, I turned and walked away, my tight ass firmly encased in these grey sweat pants. The next time I walked into class, in regular clothes, the professor smiled at me. I don't know if I helped with my exhibitionistic behavior, but I got an "A" on my paper, too!