Gay Erotic Stories

For my part, I was the only one able to buy a house. I bought a house in the woods with a barn that was a perfect spot to start a roofing business. The house was on a steep hill, sloping toward the road. It appeared to be two stories with a ground-floor garage from the front. The actual house was on the second floor, which was at the ground level from the back of the house. Dan moved into the upstairs of the house with his new wife. My space was in the basement at the back of the garage. This was private for all of us.

Dan and I had been in construction for several years already, and we quickly gathered a crew of disaffected young employees from some of the bigger area roofing companies. We got going in business in no time and had nine full-time employees within 6 months.

About a year into this, Dan hired a young guy out of high school named Tad with a bit of a problem. He was a great worker, in rock solid physical shape, but he had just moved out of a foster home, and he didn’t want any more to do with the state agency that raised him.

Dan was eager to let Tad live downstairs in one of the spare bedrooms because it also solved the problem of picking him up in the morning (he didn't have wheels). Tad and I got along good, so I agreed.

Tad and I quickly got into a comfortable routine of hard work followed by collapsing in front of the television. It was hot in the summer and the shirts and jeans were quickly agreed to be unnecessary, unless we had company.

Tanner was a show-off and would often flex his muscles, shadow-box an imaginary opponent, or bring attention to his ever deepening tan-line. Over the next few months he must have that I looked when he "showed-off", and he varied the nature of the opportunities for me to appreciate his features. Neither of us wanted to be "outed" so we both turned this into "straight" fun.

Once he showed me how he could make his pectorals bounce by flexing. I punched his pecs lightly and complimented their hardness. I remember He cupped my pec with his open hand mine and laughed that he was bigger even though he was a lot younger. We compared our biceps also. My fingers did not meet around his with my two hands.

Another time we went swimming at a remote tree swing and we dared each other to swim in our boxers in the dark. I thought I saw his boner in the dark, but he was hiding it just the same. I was not sure he saw mine.

He liked to shadow box, and often coaxed me into providing backstops for his punches. Sometimes his dick would be visible as it flopped in his fly-hole. Was it hardening sometimes? Was he hiding it when it got hard? It seemed like it.

One night, out of the blue, tad slammed a porno into the DVD and said he was bored with the regular TV. After about an hour of this and joking around...I was sure we were both hiding our boners. I was surprised at myself when I popped another DVD into the machine the next night.

After 3 nights of this, we were openly allowing our hard dicks to tent against our boxers without too much shame. After all, we were just enjoying the straight porn. Neither one of us were outing ourselves by showing enjoyment. It was all good--just good straight fun between friends. Or so we told ourselves.

On one of these nights, Tad had his 19th birthday and someone had gotten him a keg of some pretty good locally made brew. We shared some together sitting on the couch in our boxers. We popped in a porno, only this time we were sharing the couch so we could each use the keg and eat chips. When I had to piss, Tad came with me into the dark of the woods in the front of the house. He said he couldn't see a thing and so did I. It was then that he did something peculiar and at the same time very exciting. He dropped his boxers to the ground and wagged his boner in a helicopter in the dark; both of us swearing we could not see a thing. I dropped my shorts too.

When I turned in the dark on the way back, I distinctly brushed up against his boner with my thigh and I may have imagined it wasn't entirely in his shorts... I made a decision that this kid was definitely enjoying this as much as I and that I should take a risk. Maybe he decided the same thing.

At the couch we finished watching the movie and turned off the TV and the lights and we both decided to sleep on the furniture. Also, Tad said he had a personal question for me. He said he had grown up in group homes all his life and had noticed some guys had very curved, or crooked dicks like mine and his was straight as an arrow. He had heard from friends that fucking with a curved dick was better because of increased resistance. He noticed that his dick seemed to go in and out of pussy with little resistance. I told him not to worry. I told him my dick still went in and out smoothly without much resistance. I didn't think it made a difference.

Then Tad did something that astonished me... He asked me if my dick was still hard from the movie and could he check it out to compare... I said yes, and he reached out and grabbed it and yanked it up and down a little. He said it was really curved as he slowly pumped it in the dark.

By that time, not to be left behind, I reached out and grabbed his dick and remarked how straight it was.

The comparison was started... We felt each other's penis head, the shafts, the balls, the ass, and it was all contrasted and examined...

Until we spurted hard in each other’s hands.