Gay Erotic Stories

I grew up in south central Kansas in a very conservative town where even looking at a girl twice was immoral. So imagine how I fit in being gay and very out. I knew I was gay from the time that I was 11 years old. I always fantasized about big, strong boys. I always thought that was because I was so little at that time, that I wanted to be like one and hence the obsession. Around the age of 15, I started to bulk up nicely just by doing farm work, I was built well, proportional!

I have never been the Stallone fan, I like ripped but not thickly muscular men. Now by this time I was having wet dreams of boys I’d see on TV. Now I knew for sure that I was gay. I spilled the beans to my pastor and then to my parents who seemed to take it surprisingly well. They were disappointed, but still supported me. It was them who suggested I apply to UCLA for my BS in biochemistry. They thought that California would allow me to live as I wanted. They were scared that if I lived in Kansas I would be miserable, as they had seen the horrible harassment I received in school.

So about 8 years back I moved to California, a gay virgin in a gay paradise. I was scared to explore my gay side although lots of the guys in the dorms were gay and I could hear sounds when they used to fuck. Boy how it turned me on, I used to wank nearly 3-4 times a day and still get wet dreams the same night, man, my cock was sore each morning and I had to wash my sheets every 2 days. But I buried myself in my work and by my senior year I had a 3.95 GPA of which I was very proud.

By now I had gone through college in 4 years but still a gay virgin. I say gay virgin because I fucked girls but no guys. This was because there was a boy on my floor in the dorm that was fucked by his partner real bad and he landed in hospital with excessive bleeding and this scared the shit out of me for a long time.

In my senior year, I moved out of the dorms in to an apartment close to campus. I had one other roommate, Darius. He was from Seattle, son of a fisherman in the Seattle bay area. I had moved into the apartment first and then I remember the Sunday he moved in. it was as though god himself had come to visit me. He was drop dead gorgeous, well built, but not chunky, was a brunette and had an incredible smile. When he smiled the world lit up! He introduced himself to me at the door and then smiled. I felt so weak at the knees that I excused myself and went and sat down for a few minutes. I offered him a beer and we sat and talked that afternoon. When I looked at the watch the next time, it was 8 pm. We must have sat and talked for about 5 hours. He mentioned that his name was the name of an ancient Persian king; to me it could have been the name of a god!

The next few hours went by as I helped him move stuff from his van into the apartment. The last stuff from his van was his weights that he used to work out with. He also had this Bow Flex stuff that we had to move together. I led the way and he followed from behind. Just as we reached the last step to the apartment, I tripped and the whole thing came crashing down on the two of us. I had it on my back, now lying flat on my front with Darius lying on my right leg.

All of a sudden I felt something move on my calf and when I turned around there was nothing except his crotch on my calf. I realized that he was getting hard and wondered what a monster he had down those pants to make it wriggle so on my leg. He quickly got up and looked a little flushed. I pretended as though I did not feel anything and we proceeded to move it into the apartment. That whole night I kept wondering if he was gay or not.

Over the next month we became really close, talking for long hours in the night and truly enjoying each other’s company. Sometimes we would lie on the ground and our hands or legs would touch and both of us felt this incredible rush, I know he felt it too because he would always flush red in the face. Also at times I would find him staring at me for long periods of time. I think that he was confused because I always had this group of women around me, friends from my classes. They were just friends, but I guess he thought that I was straight. So we remained just friends. But the next month would change all that.

In the fall, I got a call one morning informing me that Darius needed to get back home since his father was killed in a fishing accident. There was a storm in the sea where his trawler operated and apparently it drowned him and the boat. I dreaded having to break the news to Darius, but I knew I had to. So when he got home from the gym, I sat him down and looked in his eyes for a long time and told him about it. I saw those beautiful green-blue eyes cloud up and then just well over with tears. All I could do was hold him. Since he had come back from the gym, he had removed his shirt at the door and now I was holding his naked frame in my hands. The worse part is through all this I had an erection! I felt like a cheap slut, actually getting pleasure from someone else’s pain. Darius fell asleep crying in my arms.

When he got up the next morning, he thanked me and then kissed me on the forehead as a sign of thanks. I guess I must have really blushed at that time because Darius really smiled when he saw that. ‘Easy lover boy, that’s just a thank you for being a good friend’, was what he said to me. We then got ready and decided to drive up to Seattle for the funeral. He asked me to go along to which I agreed. Three days later his father was buried and Darius was really heart-broken now. I guess finally seeing his father laid to rest really broke him.

That night as I lay in my bed at his home, I heard a knock on the door. It was Darius; he wanted to talk with me since he got no sleep. I called him in and he sat down at the foot of the bed. I asked him how he was doing and he said all right, and asked me if I could hug him, which I did. The next thing I knew I had his lips on mine, warm and sweet! I think I was kind of surprised because he pulled back and apologized. ‘No Darius, I have wanted to do that from the first day I saw you’, I told him. I then leaned in and kissed him back hard, to which he responded. Soon we were kissing like vampires, violently, lustfully, and passionately.

He pushed me down to the bed and stared at me for some time. All I could see in his eyes was love! Every time I tried reaching up to him, he pushed me down,--he was teasing me! Then again his lips were on mine and this time it was soft, his tongue made love with my lips and then my tongue. Boy, by the time that kiss ended I was actually swooning! I had never been kissed like that before!

He then started to move down on me, he soon had my cock in his mouth. Boy, his mouth felt so nice and warm, he was good at this. It was obviously not his first time. In a few minutes I felt a tingling and warned him, soon it was over. Darius sucked me clean! ‘Tell me this was not your first time with a guy, Walter?” he asked. When I said yes, he almost fainted. ‘Walter, I need to fuck you now, can I? I promise to be gentle’.

I was a little bit afraid to go ahead but the look and smile he flashed me changed my mind. He was gentle, he rimmed me for what seemed like eternity, which was good because I believe, according to him, and I opened up from a bud to a blossom! He then lubed me up and reached for a condom. He then asked me to slip it on him. This was the first time that I had seen his cock, he was big, about 7”, cut but thick as a beer can. ‘Darius, be careful’, he promised that if it hurt too much he would stop. His head was now at my opening, he slowly pushed down. In one jab he pushed through.

It hurt like hell for the first few minutes, he just stays still till I stopped resisting. He seemed to soften a bit which actually was nice, since he now got the rest of himself in pretty easily. Once Darius was in fully, I could feel him now harden. Boy, I felt so full! As he started to move, he pinched on my nipples real hard. By doing this it was as though a switch had been flicked, my cock sprung to attention and he grabbed it and started to wank on it.

In a few minutes I had spilled my second load of the night. I thought I was done, but soon after about 8mins of Darius fucking me, I was hard again. By now Darius, was really working me. He fucked me good and slow and then fast and furious. I was in heaven; all these sensations were new to me. Soon he yelled that he was about to come, and then I felt him tense all over and he emptied himself into his condom and me into his hand. It was amazing, there was this beautiful warmth in the bed and I had him in my arms. We kissed and then fell off to sleep. When I got up in the morning, the bed looked such a mess!! But the best part of it was that Darius had made breakfast for me and was there to feed it to me. We soon stepped into the shower where we gave each other blowjobs and decided then to drive back to LA and back to school.

Once we got back to LA, things seem to change between Darius and me and not in a good way. He seemed to get a little distant; he would not change in front of me and acted weird. He also avoided me on campus and I was really starting to get hurt. Once in front of all his friends he called me a faggot and walked off.

Man, I was pissed, that son of a bitch put the moves on me and now was acting holier than thou! I planned to move out of the apartment the next week; I had just about had it with him. Talking to him was of no use as he always avoided me. So I started looking for a new place, when I had a hit and run accident on my bike. The bike was totaled and I had quite a few nasty bruises and a sprained leg, but nothing more. This accident though seemed to bring out the mother in Darius. He really took care of me. I guess he felt guilty for behaving like a jerk all this time.

One evening we were watching TV, when I asked him what was the matter between him and me. He said that he was acting like a piss head, since he thought that I had sex with him in Seattle just because of pity for his loss over his father. To that I just did not reply, but leaned over and kissed him tenderly on the lips. He just smiled at me and responded in kind.

I was so happy that I started to get real rough with him, I pushed him down to the ground and lay completely on him and straddled him. While kissing him, I pinched on his nipples real hard, so much so that he yelped. This control of mine over him was like an aphrodisiac. I then grabbed his hair and lunged my tongue into his mouth on which Darius sucked hard. We were so out of breathe by now. So I reached into his pants and undid him. His cock sprung up to attention in front of me. I went down on him and gave him the best fucking blowjob of his life.

Soon it was my turn to be attacked, he took control and had me in his mouth in a second. But both of us stopped before the cliff of inevitability. Then I wrapped our leg together, sitting up and facing each other. I then took his and my cock in my hand and started to masturbate us together while looking into his eyes, kissing and biting down on each others necks, nipples and tongues. This was so hot, it was real passion, and both of our skins were hot and flushed. As we approached the end, I clamped down like a shark on his mouth stuffing my tongue in his mouth and we both moaned, but at the same time chocked by each others tongues as we came, in a shower of cum! It was so awesome--the feeling was unbelievable. After that we just collapsed on the floor. Darius got up first looked and me and smiled. ‘Where the fuck did you learn to do that?” he asked.

“Well that was spontaneous”, I replied.

We napped for some time and then were horny again. So Darius wanted me to fuck him, to which I gladly agreed. I grinned like the cat that just caught a rat! Darius turned serious then, he said that he had never been fucked before. He was always a top and had never bottomed before. He said that this was his way of showing me how much he loved and trusted me. I had a tear run down my cheek hearing that. So I had to loosen him up. First I rimmed him for some time, then started to lube him with one finger, then two and finally he opened up enough for me to insert 3 fingers. I then slipped a condom on and started to enter him. He took me surprisingly well.

Soon I was into him. Darius mentioned that I had the right cock size and width for a good fuck and now I was going to give it to him. I soon started to move in him, alternating between wild lust and slow lovemaking. Darius was surprised that I could control myself for so long, I must have fucked him for over 45 minutes in different positions. Now we were dripping wet and I knew that I could not hold on much longer. So I warned Darius (he by the way had already come twice since I started) and I picked up the tempo.

In the next few minutes I could feel myself reach the edge and then I erupted. Man, I must have reached nirvana at that point, because I was so lost in the feeling, it felt like an eternity. The only thing that bought me to was Darius moaning really loud before he erupted too, boy he came like the Old Faithful Geyser! We both collapsed on the bed and fell off to sleep. That weekend was about the same, with each of us taking turned fucking each other. Although Darius ended up being the bottom for most of it since he said I was a really good top!

We both graduated in our respective fields and moved to Seattle. He is a corporate lawyer and I am an owner of a chain of fast food stores. We both made enough to buy our own house together and have been together ever since. I moved my parents over to Seattle and they were happy to see me happy and content with a steady partner. It has been a great 4 years together and it does not seem to fade. Every time he comes into a room and smiles everyone else disappears as far as I am concerned. We are truly lucky to have found each other.

Darius, was, is and will always be my very own Persian god!