Gay Erotic Stories

This is the true story of events that happened (and are still happening) between my best friend and me. Ryan and I had been friends since high school. When we first met our freshmen year we really were not that close. Ryan is the kind of guy who isn’t very open with people. He’s mysterious and difficult to understand at times. Luckily, I got to find out the “real him” this past summer. Throughout high school Ryan and I always thought we were straight. We never had thoughts about doing anything with other guys. I was always the one with the girlfriends while Jon kind of laid low. I never really thought this was peculiar then. High school came and went quickly and at the end of the summer of ‘99 we both left home and headed for different state colleges. It really wasn’t that hard because Ryan was just a friend. I knew I would see him again and we’d hang out together soon. College was great! I met a girl and we hit it off really well. In fact, I’m still seeing her to this day. Ryan and I kept in contact with each other and when we had the chance we partied together often. We both joined fraternities and became very involved in our schools. Life was good. It stayed good for almost two years, until I returned home for the summer between sophomore and junior year. For some reason this summer seemed really weird. Everyone was changing. It got pretty depressing. There was a group of four of us who all hung out: Ryan, his friend Jess, my girlfriend and me. For some stupid reason we all really got into drugs. We smoked weed every night and rolled on ecstasy about every other weekend. Our heads got pretty fucked up. One night in July, Ryan and I decided to just get drunk and stoned together. We went up to his room and popped The Breakfast Club into the VCR. I got all stupid and sat myself on the couch for a time out. Ryan decided to do the same and sat right next to me on the same couch. Being in different fraternities we were always curious about one another’s rituals. He grabbed my hand and asked me to show him my secret handshake. As drunk as I was, I obliged. I thought nothing of it at first but after awhile it got weird. He wouldn’t let go of my hand. The shake eventually turned into a massage and the massage eventually ended with his tongue in my mouth. I couldn’t believe it! My best friend was making out with me. My first reaction was to push him away, but I was actually enjoying it. I wanted to keep going. We lay down on the couch and continued to kiss, each second getting more and more intense. Our hands began to wonder and eventually ended up on each other’s hard cocks. It was the most incredible feeling ever. We continued to massage each other’s dicks until reality stepped in. My girlfriend began to pop in my head and I became disgusted. I sat up and told Ryan to stop. A few minutes passed and instead of being disgusted, I became confused. I didn’t know what was right. I was royally fucked up and horny as hell. After much thought I decided to continue on with our adventure, only this time I wanted to be naked. Ryan and I stripped each other until there was nothing left but our boxers. He smiled slightly and then pushed me down onto his couch. He pulled out my dick and began sucking. WOW! He gave awesome head. There is something about two guys giving head to each other. They just know how to do it! Guys know what each other wants. This was heaven. Ryan continued sucking and sucking my dick until I was about to blow. I couldn’t believe I was actually getting a blowjob from another guy, especially my best friend! It felt incredible. I tried to stop from blowing my load, but I couldn’t control it any longer. Ryan kept sucking and sucking. I then yelled, “I’m gonna cum!” thinking he would pull away. . .he didn’t. He took every drop of my jizz and swallowed it. I couldn’t believe it! I lay there, motionless, feeling like I had just taken an ecstasy pill. IT WAS INCREDIBLE! That was only the first experience we had together. It continued through out the summer and it is still going on through out this school year. I haven’t seen him in a couple weeks and I’m going nuts! What was just a friendship turned into something much more. We write each other emails every day and I miss him like I used to miss my girlfriend. I feel like a horrible person because I’m cheating on my girlfriend with my best friend, but for some reason I keep going. I’m more confused than I’ve ever been. I didn’t ask for any of this. They always say everything happens for a reason so I guess I’ll just go with the flow.