Gay Erotic Stories

The semester ended on December 7th. Mike had to stay around because his ride was not ready to leave until the 14th. One day he went to do his laundry and who did he run into but Derek. They chatted and talked about how Mike liked his new roommate. Then Mike watched as Derek placed his laundry in the dryer. It was an hour later when Mike needed to place his laundry in the dryer. He came into the laundry room and heard Derek's dryer going. He walked over and opened the dryer. There lay in the dryer, the yellow shorts.--an item of clothing from Derek. He grabbed them, threw his laundry in the dryer, and ran up to 401. Success! He now had something of Derek's. Mike would wear the shorts around his apartment and when his roommate wasn't around he would masturbate in them. It was heaven, but without the real thing--Derek. Mike finally got the nerve to wear the yellow shorts during the class week. He would walk slowly by Derek's room to see if he noticed the shorts, but he was never home. Then it happened. Mike was walking by in the shorts when Derek came to his door and called him over. "Hey Mike, I have a question for you." Derek mentioned for him to come inside. Almost immediately, Mike asked, "Can I use your bathroom?" "Sure!" Mike entered the bathroom. Stripped off the yellow shorts to remove his boxers and then put them back on. He thought if he free-balled the yellow shorts than if he had to remove them he could show Derek something. As he entered the living room, Derek was sitting shirtless on the sofa. His back was turned to Mike. All Mike could see was a vibrating right arm. He walked closer, but then Derek stopped the jerking and quickly turned around. "So, you were the one that stole my yellow shorts." "No, I don't know what you are talking about." Mike looked around the room trying not to make eye contact. "It’s all right. I have more than one pair." Mike looked down to Derek sitting on the sofa with surprise on his face. "What? I still don’t know what you are talking about." Mike had realized his lying nonverbal cues and was trying to correct them. "It is okay, Mike." Derek reached down to his crotch and adjusted his package. His package sure filled out his shorts nicely. The next couple days Mike wondered about Derek's response. Was Derek hitting on him? Was Derek masturbating when he entered the room? He didn't know. Mike went downstairs knocked on Derek's door and no one answered. Mike was feeling horny. He walked around the corner of the complex because he wanted to look inside Derek's window. This practice was risky because it was the middle of the day. Mike felt like he had to know if Derek was in there. When he got to the window, the curtains were cracked open. There on the bed, lying fully naked was Derek. His six-pack abs were complimented by two hard nipples, and his baby face made Mike’s cock immediately erect. His dick was soft, but its cut head would make any college guy jealous. He was sleeping beside a long-sleeved black t-shirt. "That is my shirt!" Mike replied under his breath. "That is my shirt! I must have not checked my laundry that closely when I folded it the other day.