Gay Erotic Stories

One night, we had decided that after a hard day we would hang out and maybe go bowling. Before I go into greater detail, here's a little background on Nick: He's 5'8", 135 pounds, and he has a nice slim build that made me jealous. After bowling, it was pretty late so he decided to crash at my place. Over the past few weeks, I had been troubled by dreams of having sexual relations with men. There was no explanation in my mind since I had loved girls since a very young age. I figured it was a fluke and would just sit up in bed and laugh about it and then fall back to sleep.

However, it happened again, and again, and again! Something was now definitely different. I felt like I had come to a crossroads: I was either completely gay or just in need of some experimentation. I decided to see if I could experiment. Hey, who knows? Maybe I was gay and didn't know it. I decided that Nick was the perfect candidate since I could trust him with my life. So, this night felt right. We were watching the tube when I got up the nerve to initiate a conversation. I said to him, "Hey Nick, you ever think of doing "stuff" with a guy?"

He replied, "Yeah, I thought about it, but probably not."

This was a break, but not a complete victory. I told him about my dreams and he seemed to sympathize. God, what a great guy! Anyway, when I had finished explaining my dream, I popped the question, "Would you be willing to help me experiment to see if this is a fluke or if I am really interested in guys?"

He replied, "Alright, but I need a dirty magazine to get in the mood."

No problem! My cock swelled with anticipation as I dipped into my extremely extensive porn collection. He started to thumb through it as my mouth waited in anticipation. Finally he said, "OK, give me your hand." He guided my hand with his to his engorged member. I had found heaven, and God's real name was Nick! It felt amazing, having his cock in my hand.

After a minute of rubbing, I asked, "Can I take it out?"

He replied, "Whatever you wanna do, man."

I released his beast from the cage, and was astounded by what I saw. It was perfection! His gorgeous dick was 7 inches long, cut, and the perfect width to fit in my mouth without scaring me. This was the moment of truth. I slowly lowered my head onto the Promised Land and began to suck. I had watched enough porn in my life to know what to do. I sucked up and down slowly, while stroking his cock up and down in a circular motion.

He seemed to enjoy it as I could tell by his slight pumps up and down. He was silent; not wanting to let on the he loved it. I was in pure ecstasy when I released my own cock from its restraints. I’m nothing to go bananas over: Stocky, also about 5'8", with a 6 shooter, standard issue. I began to jerk off wildly while sucking him, but decided to slow down since I was gonna blow in 3 seconds if I didn't.

I decided to change it up a bit. I asked him to straddle my face and fuck my mouth. He happily complied. As he stuck his wide prick in my ever loving hole, I heard him let out a slight moan. This was almost enough to make me blow like Old Faithful. He pumped and pumped like a good lover should, for what seemed like hours.

I wasn’t even being touched and yet my cock felt like it was being massaged by thousands of tiny little fingers. All of a sudden, he let out a guttural moan and said, "Oh, man, I’m gonna fuckin’ cum, oh shit, it feels soooo good!"

And he released his semen into my waiting hole. The Hallelujah Chorus began to ring in my ears. His love juice tasted like candy on my taste buds, and I was sure to gobble up every last drop. We are still best friends. And we still love women. But every time we get together, we make sure to give each other a little "friendly love".