Gay Erotic Stories

How do I begin? My best friend Anthony and I have known each other for almost eight years, but things started to get interesting in our third year of friendship. Let me tell you a little about us. Anthony is Italian with dark wavy hair and walnut colored brown eyes. He is six foot tall and weighs about 180 pounds with a medium build and the cutest ass you’d ever want to see in a pair of khakis. I’m Irish, six foot tall, about 175 pounds, with dark brown wavy hair and crystal blue eyes. Anthony is 100% straight and women love him…actually, a lot of women have loved him. I’m gay but still get jealous at the idea of how many women this man has slept with, and even more jealous that I can’t have him. Or so I thought. One day while driving around looking for something to do, which was often the case, Anthony made an off-hand comment. “I saw this motorcycle that I would do anything for…even give you a blow job.” He caught me off guard, but the very thought of him sucking on my cock made me instantly hard. I never told Anthony that I was gay because I thought he wouldn’t want to be seen with me, but this comment had me curious. I tried to play it cool, and said “yeah, but will you swallow?” The idea didn’t seem to appeal to him, and the conversation quickly turned to another topic. At the end of the day we went back to my house to crash. Anthony had been living with my family temporarily, and we had to share a room since I invited him to stay with us. We slept in separate beds that were side by side, so we would talk for awhile before going to sleep. Anthony brought up the subject from the car again, and wanted to know what he could do to get me to help finance this motorcycle. “I don’t know…what did you have in mind?” He said, “I know you are gay, and I will suck your dick if you help me with this.” We talked over the next couple of nights about what I would like to happen between us, and I let him in on some jerk-off fantasies I had been having about him. The next night after we came home from a party a little tipsy he said, “let’s go.” It took a minute for the comment to register, and we headed to our bedroom. Anthony stopped in the bathroom along the way leaving me shaking in the bedroom at the thought of having sex with this man I was in love with. I heard him come in and turned to see him locking the bedroom door with a raging hard-on poking through his boxers. He said, “Are you ready?” and I answered, “Well, it looks like you are.” With that he walked over to me, dropped his shorts, and said, “Go for it.” I had my best friend’s hard, eight-inch cock right in front of me. I wasted no time in getting on my knees and taking his cock into my mouth until his pubic hairs were tickling my nose. I was so aroused that I thought I was going to shoot my load right there, and he hadn’t even touched me. After sucking on his dick for about ten minutes, I asked him if he would suck mine before I got a case of blue balls. He hesitantly knelt down in front of me, and started stroking my cock while he got up the courage to take it in his mouth. His touch was electric, and I had to ask him to stop stroking me or I would cum before he even sucked on my dick. He slowly took my cock in his mouth and I instructed him on what to do. After about two minutes of his tongue swirling around the head of my penis I told him I was about to cum. Instead of pulling off me, he took the entire load in his mouth, and I went crazy at the feel of it. I wanted to finish what I started with him, and asked Anthony to lay on the bed. I figured this would probably be a one-time deal, and asked if I could try something with him. I knelt on the floor next to the bed and got my shoulders up under his legs. I went straight for his ass with my tongue, which produced some unexpected moans of pleasure from my friend. After licking his sweet ass I went to finish what I started on his cock. I sucked on his cock for another 30 minutes before being rewarded with a hot explosion hitting the back of my throat. To his surprise, I swallowed his entire load of sweet tasting cum. We crawled into bed and I slept better than I had in months. It has been five years since that experience, and we are still the best of friends. Oh, the next day I happily signed for the motorcycle.