Gay Erotic Stories

It was the summer of my senior year; I had moved into a basement apartment at the local shiner’s hall north of town. My roomie, Phil had lived there before I arrived and was finishing up his PhD in history. I had had only one previous gay experience, and was anxious to explore the lifestyle further. I had a suspicion that Phil was at least bi.

One hot July day we had been studying, our living room looked out over a small lake, which was completely secluded. Phil suggested we take a break and take a swim to cool off. As we got into our suits I noticed Phil’s huge cock, it was about 8+ soft and his balls hung low. I got excited and tried to hide it by running down the hill ahead of him. I immediately dove into the cool water, which helped my excitement, and then Phil dove in and came up under me, grabbing me by the legs and pulling me down until his face was even with my crotch.

I wrapped my legs around his head and was sure he felt my cock in its semi-tumescent state. I immediately turned him loose as he burst through the water's surface.

“What’s up?” he gasped!

“Nothing,” I said, “you just surprised me,” and I reacted. He gave me a sly grin. He then bent forward and took off his suit and told me to do the same, which I did. We frolicked in the water diving between each other’s legs over and over. Once he got me in a scissor lock and I felt his cock resting on my butt; I immediately twisted so we were cock to cock. He then released me, and said he was getting tired and we should get back to studying.

Up the hill we went butt-naked. When we got into the living room, Phil sat on the couch with his towel around his waist. “Wanna smoke a joint?” he asked.

“Sure,” I said.

With that he produced a big fattie and fired it up. Passing it to me, his towel came undone exposing his cock. He didn’t try to hide it. “What do ya think?” he asked as he gently stroked his meat.

“I’ve never seen one so big,” I stated.

“Wanna touch it?” he asked.

“Sure,” I said as I knelt before him. As my fingers touched that cock it was like magic.

“Stroke it,” he said and I wrapped my fingers around the magnificent penis; the foreskin began to peal back as I stroked up and down. It began to leak pre-cum, and by now my own cock was like blue steel.

“Would you suck it for me?” Phil asked as he took another toke on the joint.

“Yeah,” I said mesmerized by the weight and feeling of his cock. I brought my lips close to the tip, and then stuck my tongue in the large pee-hole. I was hooked! As my lips slid around the head, Phil grinned and sighed, “Isn’t that great? Wait ‘til I suck you too!” After some gymnastics we were 69ing and our cocks were being bathed in saliva and precum.

Then I felt his cock expand and I took it down as far as I could. The juice exploded into my throat, as mine exploded into his. The jism leaked out of the sides of my mouth as I tried to swallow his load.

That was my first blowjob giving and receiving; I wish Phil was here now to finish me off after having written this. But he's someplace in Florida teaching history to some unsuspecting kids who have no idea of what their professor is capable of . 1