Gay Erotic Stories

Every story can start out with "I never thought I was gay." But I really didn't. I was on a swim team since I was 7 so I was more than used to seeing guys of all ages in various stages of undress. I had seen muscular guys and guys that matured early blah, blah. I never once even got turned on by the site of a guy naked. Then I met my new roommate.

It was my last semester in college. I couldn't get a class I needed until the second semester of my 5th year go figure. So I was 22. I had a two bedroom apartment and I didn't really need all the space. I am an extrovert so I wanted a roommate but I could be picky since it was already paid for. All of my friends had already graduated so I was on my own. Since I only had one class and didn't work I had a lot of time. I put an ad in the campus newspaper and advertised a room with full house privileges for $100 a semester plus utilities.

As you can imagine, I had quite a few inquiries. Most of them were deadbeats that couldn’t' or wouldn't pay much rent so I quickly dismissed those applications. And then there was one. The doorbell rang and I opened the door and there stood the most beautiful boy I had ever seen in my life. He was just stunning. His face was perfect and his hair was white blond and his smile was disarming. He looked about 16 but he quickly pointed out that he was 18. He had to move off of campus because he had started a new job and he couldn't afford much so this would really help him out.

I invited him in and he sat with me on the couch telling me his situation. I noticed that he often would take his hand and almost blatantly adjust his cock without ever looking at me and seeming unaware that he was doing it. I found his confidence and his masculinity intriguing.

I accepted his check for the deposit and the first month rent and told him he could move in that night. I put the check in my drawer and decided I would not even cash it. Before long he was moving his few things in with the help of his buddy. They were both so cute. This would be like having a little brother, I thought to myself.

Finally the friend took off and it was just me and my new roommate. I suggested we go to the video store and rent a movie. He said that he is a big movie buff and immediately suggested a few films he had been wanting to see. I didn't care what we watched.

When he got in my car, I noticed his aroma. It was a mixture of male and cologne. What was happening to me? Whey did I feel this gut feeling of total like for this kid?

As we watched the movie and downed a few beers, I noticed that he started to sit with his legs spread further apart. I began to wonder what he would look like naked; if he had a big cock or if his pubic hair was as blond as his head. I caught glimpses of his underarm hair and it was very light and so was the hair on his legs.

As the evening went on I could smell him even more. It wasn't rude or off putting at all. It was nice and familiar. There was something about this boy that was seducing me. He reached over to grab some popcorn out of a bowl I had prepared and he slowly looked into my eyes. I got freaking lost in those big blue eyes and he leaned forward and turned his head and the little fucker kissed me--right on the lips. His mouth overpowered me with his lust and his lips were moving around mine making me bone. I couldn't even think of pulling away. I didn't kiss back but I didn't stop him. His hand started to explore me; first my face and then my neck. Then he reached into my shirt and started to feel my chest. All the while he kept kissing me. His tongue was in my mouth and he was moving closer.

I finally came to my senses and broke it off. Moving my mouth and shaking my head to clear my thoughts I said hey dude let's watch the movie.

Without any hesitation or weirdness he said, "Yeah this is a good part coming up," and he pulled away from me and turned his head to the television. I missed him. He was sitting right next to me and I was missing him. What the fuck was happening to me? I sat there the rest of the movie watching him out of the corner of my eye; watching him watch and looking at his mouth as he breathed. Was this kid casting a spell on me? For the first time in my entire life I was starting to question if I was gay. I was fag for this kid. WTF?

The movie ended and I said I thought it was time for me to turn in. He told me that since he didn't have a bed he hoped I didn't mind that he slept on the couch. I don't know what came over me. I told him that I had a king size water bed he could share until he got a bed. The couch in all honesty was not comfortable.

Again with no hesitation he grabbed his pillow off of the couch, turned off the living room light and followed me into my bedroom. I was too afraid to turn on the lights. I just went into the room and began turning down the bed. I could hear him as he started to take off his clothes. I took off my shirt and my pants and I got into bed wearing just my boxers. I felt the bed create a wave as he entered his side of the bed. I turned my face to the wall and said a quick good night which he returned. But something was happening. Not only could I smell him more now but I could actually feel his body heat. He was mesmerizing me with his smell.

I tried to sleep but I couldn't. I found myself just lying there with my eyes closed. I began to wonder things that I couldn't believe. I wondered if he had kissed other guys and I got a little jealous thinking that he probably had. I wondered if he had a girlfriend. I wondered if he was virgin. I wondered if he had a brother. Why did I think that? Why did I want to be his best friend? Why did I want to roll over and put my face closer to his arm pits and smell that scent? Why did I have an erection?

As I lay there I felt the bed move and I felt his body move closer to me. I listened to his breathing and he sounded asleep. His head moved and now he was resting against my shoulder. It felt so natural. I had no desire to move. I turned toward him and I put my arm around his chest as I turned his head to rest on my chest. He moved his head so that his mouth was against my skin and I could feel his breath. I slowly moved my hand down his torso feeling his hard young guy body. He was completely smooth until I came to his belly and then I felt coarse hairs but only a few. I couldn't stop myself. I slowly moved my hand lower until I could feel his crotch hair. It was very smooth and there wasn't much there. I moved my hand lower and realized that he was sleeping naked. I grasped his cock and felt him grow harder in my hand. He let out a sigh and scrunched closer to my body. He was giving me his manhood. And there was nothing I wanted more.

I felt up his cock and realized that he was uncircumcised just like me. I pulled his foreskin up and down over his cockhead and felt his precum expel onto my hand. Now his smell turned musky and even more seductive. I lowered my hand and grasped his ball sac. His balls were full and heavy and hairless. I was actually holding his balls in my hand and I suddenly was overwhelmed by lust. I had to fuck this boy. I had to fuck him. I had to make him mine. I had to take him up the ass. I wanted to shoot my seed in him. I was totally gay for this boy and I needed to breed him. I pushed forward and began to shove my cock into his ass.

I was drunk with lust and thought of nothing else. I pushed hard into his tight hole and suddenly I felt myself plop past his sphincter and I felt his hole open up for me. My God it was hot. I was entering the ass of a male and it was blinding. My cock pushed further into his warm hole and I swear I heard him moan but he didn't seem to stir. It was as if his ass was opening up for my taking. Before long I was buried to my pubes in his boy ass and I couldn't even move. I just let the heat surround my cock head. My cock took over my body and began to move my hips inside of him. Very slowly I began a fuck motion into him. I was out of my mind as I picked up the pace and fucked him like a girl at prom. I took him up the ass like he was my lover. And I came. My balls split on the sides of my bag and I froze and I could feel my semen pulsing into his hole. I buried deeper wanting my come to go up inside him. It was like I was making him pregnant with my spooge.

I stayed very still hoping that he wouldn't wake knowing that I was emptying my cum into his ass. He didn't move. His breathing didn't even change. My balls emptied and my cock began to grow soft and I started to miss him again. My cock eventually slipped out of his ass and I could feel cum on my cock and on his ass and I could smell my cum in the air. I had just fucked this boy. I had cum inside him. What the fuck was I doing?

I turned over and began to run things through my mind. How would I explain to him? What would I say? Gee you were naked and I needed a hole to fuck? But I knew it was more than that. I wanted to make him my lover. I wanted to fuck him again.

Luckily the drain of the cum made me tired and before long I slept. When I woke I was in complete horror. He was still sleeping but I knew that the realization of daylight was about to reckon. Had I raped him?

I didn't have long to wonder. I could hear him start to stir. I pretended to be asleep and waited for my confrontation. I felt him move closer to me. He began to explore me with his eyes and his head as if to see if I was asleep. I felt him pull the covers down and expose our naked bodies. My cock was rock hard but I had to pretend to be asleep so I lay there letting him examine my naked body with a full erection. He did not touch me he just examined me.

Then I felt him nuzzle up to my ear. He was so close I could feel his breath. And he started to talk very quietly almost in a whisper into my ear.

"I loved you fucking me," he said. "I always wanted to see what it was like to be fucked by a guy and now I know." The words ripped through me. He WAS a virgin. And I took him. Then he began to slowly shake me to rouse me. I opened my eyes and pretended to be slightly out of it. He moved his head to mine and looked me straight in the eyes. Our eyes were just staring into each other's souls.

"You don't remember me do you?" he asked and tears welled up in his eyes. He looked away and I searched my memory for what he could be talking about. I didn't answer hoping that I could think quickly. Then he called me Deej. I froze. A shiver went down my spine. The only person in the world who ever called me deej which was short for my initials d.j. (Douglas James) was .... my God....I couldn't even think it. But I knew now it was true...he was my little brother. We had been separated when our parents divorced ten years ago. I was 12 and he was 8. My father took custody of him and moved to California while we stayed in New York. We tried to stay in touch for a while but after about a year we sort of lost contact. And now we were here together. I started to cry and so did he. I held him close and said nothing.

After a while, I leaned over and kissed him deep and full. I didn't care about the reality of it. I knew what we both wanted. I whispered into his ear "turn over" and he did. I made love to him like no woman I had ever had sex with. I made love to his neck and his back and his legs and his ass and I moved my cock inside him and all around him and I felt his ass fuck back. I felt my cum once again empty into him. I didn't even lose my erection. My cock stayed hard in him and I began my fuck motion once more. We didn't speak. I emptied twice more. Then we lay there resting with me still buried into my little brother's ass.

When I woke, I took his hand and led him to the shower and proceeded to wash his entire body. I spent time examining his cock and learning his body. I was memorizing him. Then we went to breakfast and began to catch up on the years we had missed.