Gay Erotic Stories

We spent our years through school together and during summer breaks. For nearly every waking hour, we were together. When the time came, I was best man at his wedding and he at mine. Now, we both have teen-aged kids. Our wives are tennis buddies at the club.

Our awakening to a more physical friendship came by accident. Geoff had called and asked for some help with some household project. There was a promise of beer and a steak. So, I was there in a flash. Our wives were on a weekend tennis junket and the kids were away on a school trip. So, I might as well spend the time with my best bud.

When I got dressed that morning, I discovered my wife had not done the laundry. The only skivvies I had were some black, almost totally sheer, bikini briefs. They were almost silly. It was either the sheer bikinis or a thong; my wife had also given to me. The thong was out of the question.

I figured they wouldn’t be seen…so, what the hell. I pulled on the black bikini briefs, my Levi’s and a shirt. Next thing, I was headed to Geoff’s.

We pulled out the ladders and got right to work. As the day progressed, it got too warm for Levi’s. I said I was going home to change into some shorts. Geoff said that was silly, I could wear a pair of his son’s shorts. The kid was bigger than me. But, I cinched the waist with my belt and went back to work.

As I was worked, I didn’t notice but my shirt had become un-tucked and the shorts had ridden down my hips. Between the larger-size shorts and the slick nylon of the undies, I was beginning to look like a teen with my shorts at half- mast. Unfortunately, I didn’t notice. Geoff did.

He was behind me holding the ladder, when I heard, “What the hell are you wearing?”

I blurted out, “Your son’s shorts.”

I quickly realized what had happened…and what he was really looking at. I tried to pull the shorts back up and cover the black nylon that was very much on display. But, Geoff was already tugging at them to get a better look.

I was stammering and stuttering trying to make an excuse, when I lost my grip on the shorts. Geoff’s actually pulled them fully down, exposing the skimpy briefs.

Geoff roared with laughter, “I can see your butt crack right through those things!”

I hugged the ladder, attempting to retrieve the shorts. But, Geoff was having too much fun embarrassing me. He made sure the shorts weren’t going to cover that skimpy bikini anytime soon.

“Those are some pretty sexy panties,” he chortled. “What does the front look like? Is it see-thru there, too?”

“No way, dude,” I retorted. “You’ve seen all you are going to.”

He knew he had the advantage. But, was going to hold out as long as possible.

“Come on, dude. Do a dance for me!” Geoff urged. “Let’s see what you got!”

I’m not sure what made me do it. Maybe it was the feeling of defeat…or the beers we’d been drinking. But, I started to do a little dance on the ladder. We were both laughing and he was egging me on.

I’m not sure why I was shy. It isn’t like we hadn’t seen each other nude before. We spent many summers swimming nude in my parent’s pool. I guess it was just the revealing nature of the briefs that made me feel so awkward. It was just a matter of time. So, I decided to turn around and let him see the front, too.

I finally turned and let Geoff get an eyeful of the front. He was laughing and calling out, “Shake that thing,” and “Take it off!”

Suddenly, the whole thing changed - including a lifelong friendship. Geoff reached out and tucked a $5 bill into the front of the bikini, as if I were a stripper.

His hand went in far enough for his fingers to rub against my cock, which immediately sprang to life. We both became silent. His finger slowly slid up to my rapidly growing cock as his hand exited the bikini. We both looked at each other, then at my now rock hard cock. It strained against its skimpy nylon prison.

Neither of us knew what to do next. Geoff just softly muttered, “Wow.”

I wanted to reach down, pull up the shorts and cover myself. That seemed kind of silly at that point. But, I was definitely uncomfortable being almost naked with an erection and my friend standing so close.

Finally, I uttered, “Now, what? Geoff tentatively responded, “I’m not sure. If I do what I really want to, you might think I’m gay. But, I’m not sure we want to stop now.”

“Do what you want,” I responded. “I won’t think you’re gay. Besides, I liked the feel of you touching me. I don’t mind if you go on.” Geoff didn’t need much encouragement. He reached out and began to caress my crotch, sliding his hand up and down the outline of the cock pressed against the sheer nylon of my bikini. It was like he had electricity in his fingers. It was such a turn-on!

Almost as a reflex, I tucked my thumbs under the sides of the bikini and slid it down so he could get at me better. He seemed to really enjoy that. His fingers wrapped around my cock and slowly stroked it as his other hand started working my balls and explored my naked ass.

I could tell he was enjoying it. There was a smile on his face and I spotted a bulge in his shorts.

Then, he did something I never expected. He leaned forward and slowly took my cock in his mouth. He was tentative at first. But, he soon was exploring the entire length of my meat with his lips and tongue.

I was in ecstasy. I knew if he didn’t stop, I was going to cum in his mouth. I warned Geoff to stop. I told him I was going to cum. He started to pull away, hesitated, and then he went at it with new enthusiasm. He seemed determined to get me off.

He succeeded! I exploded with stream after stream of my man-juice in his mouth. He made a valiant attempt to swallow it all. But, some escaped and was dripping down his chin.

He kept my cock in his mouth until I began to soften. I wiped his chin with my fingers and licked it off. We both smiled. I stepped off the ladder and out of the shorts and bikini briefs that had puddled around my ankles.

I picked up the bikini, handed it to Geoff and smiled, “Now, it’s your turn to shake it!”

With a glint in his eye, he stepped into the other room and changed into the briefs.

When he returned, he stepped onto the ladder and started to do a little dance for me. First, he dropping his shorts and then danced wearing my little sheer black bikini. I’d had no idea how naked I looked when I wore those things. Now, I knew!

As he gyrated, I took his own $5 bill and slid it into the pouch of the bikini. I took my time to cop a good feel and watched his cock grow, just as mine had.

Knowing how great it felt to be sucked off, I repeated the same actions he had done to me. It seemed a lot more natural to have a man’s cock in my mouth than I had ever imagined. I loved it.

When he was totally spent, he and I stood there naked with each other’s cum dried on our chins.

He looked at me with a big smile and said, “Fag.”

I just smiled and said, “Back at ya!”

We then held each other’s naked bodies in a manly embrace, as our cocks came to life again.

He leaned in, kissed me and said, “Now, what?”

I didn’t know what to say. So, I kissed him back.

We did take our newfound sexual friendship up several levels. If you’re interested, e-mail me: LtsGetNkd@aol.com.