Gay Erotic Stories

My interest was high in being so close to the guys on the varsity team. But given my blowing off of the very hunky and very good looking quarterback Joey Collucci because I was a little freaked out I’d been applauded while beating my meat in the school bathroom, I was unsure what to do.

“Who do you think we should add to our little club?” Will asked me at lunch.

I thought hard about all the guys I knew who might want to do it. There was a long list but most of them were already on the football team.

“Well, what about Stan McDonnell?”

“What? Are you kidding? That guy’s way too short.” Will pronounced with some finality. I laughed.

“Okay, you want tall. How about Grant Spaulding?”

“Well, that would be all right. But I think he’s got basketball practice like 20 hours a day. He’d probably miss too many games.”

“Fred Murdoch?”

“Isn’t he a fag?”

I could sense a lot of color moving to my face. “Um, I don’t know. Why does that matter?”

“Well, it doesn’t. But I just want somebody cool. You know somebody we can hang with after the games and stuff.”

We spent most of the rest of lunch trashing the rest of the eligible men in our senior high school class. In the end, we had come up with a few possible names, but it didn’t seem like any of them were going to be just right. I personally favored choosing somebody who was pretty high up in the looks department but who wouldn’t get in my space as best friend to the most popular guy in school.

Within a few days I got my answer; and only one of my preferences.

That Saturday night I slept over at Will’s because my dad had a business trip up the coast and my mom decided to go along. I had spent the night at Will’s a bunch of times whenever we were working on some homework assignment that ran late or if nobody wanted to drive me the 3 or 4 miles back to my house late at night if Will and I had gone to a movie with friends. Will had 2 beds in his room so it was pretty convenient.

This time, like all the others, both Will and I slept in our underwear. And of course I still had that embarrassment gene. Even though I’d been showering with guys in the gym for years, I was still shy. It wasn’t my dick per se, as I was pretty sure I could stand up to most of the guys in that department. It was just something about Will. We had never seen each other full-on naked.

As a result, there was some careful planning involved in moving to and from bed. It was no big deal of course getting undressed: just turn the lights out, pull off your jeans quickly, and jump under the covers. Getting out of bed in the morning was another matter entirely. Not only was it light outside, there was also the not minor issue of morning wood.

I was fiercely protective of my own 18-year old morning hard-on. All eight and one third inches of it, thank you very much. But I was also insanely curious about Will’s. Hmmm. What to do about this raging hard? Well, if Will would just come over here and lay down beside me…

Did Will even get big old boners in the morning like me? Was it as big as mine? Did he have to stroke his dick in the shower to get it to go down?

In all my mornings sleeping over at Wills house, I was never able to see Will hard, even through his underwear. He was just too quick into the shower before my eyes adjusted and I could sneak a glance. Sigh.

So this particular late summer morning Will leaped up just like usual and was in the bathroom with the shower on before I could flip over in my own bed across the room and check him out. So like usual I just lay there, my own throbbing dick doing its usual thing while I considered my options for getting out of bed. My hand moved to the shaft of my cock. Nice and warm and rock solid. Absently I tugged on it while I thought of Will in the shower.

Will’s body was way more advanced than mine. Beside his amazing dark brown straight hair, brown eyes, and gorgeous straight teeth, Will had chest hair. Not too much given that we were both 18 and he’d only started growing it last summer; but just enough to make his pecs much more interesting. The contrast between his chest with a little hair and his stomach with none that rippled with sinewy strength was great to check out from across the room.

Will’s body was fantastic and clothes just sat on him nicely. Even people that didn’t know him would do double takes when he walked through the halls at school. The weird thing for me was that he didn’t actually do any exercising in a formal way. He was just naturally built.

He did have size 13 feet that always had me thinking. Was there some link between those huge feet and his dick? Hmmm. Could his dick be 13 inches long? No way. My size 9 feet were definitely longer than my 8 inches or so of penis. Could Will's dick me more than 11 inches?

The thought edged me closer to orgasm.

All right, I admit I was a little bit obsessed with Will. The likelihood of ever getting to hold his hard naked body against mine wasn’t too high. But as I had no other prospects, I kept trying.

My morning erection was totally at full staff. I began thinking of Joey and Will mud-wrestling in the nude, I smiled. While I yanked the shaft with my right hand, I licked my left hand and gave the tip a few rubs.

Downstairs I heard the doorbell ring. This was weird for a Saturday morning of course, but I figured that Will’s mom might be having coffee with some neighbor or something.

The knock on the bedroom door startled me out of my reverie.

Thinking it was Will’s mom and happy that my engorged cock was concealed by the covers, I said reluctantly “Come in. Will’s in the…” But it wasn’t Will’s mom.

The boy who stood in the doorway was take-your-breath-away beautiful. As tall as Will I thought, but a curiously fantastic mix of blond hair and dark eyebrows. He had huge broad shoulders but no real waist to speak of.

“Hi,” he said to me grinning madly. “I’m Andy. You must be TJ.”

I nodded. He moved forward to shake my hand, moving my right hand quickly from the warmth of my dick to shake hands with Andy (at least it was the dry one), I could say nothing much.

“Will’s in the shower,” I said stupidly. “I didn’t know anybody else was coming over,” I added.

“Oh, right,” he said.

It was then I saw his green eyes. Wow. Sort of like a little emerald with a single black spot right in the center, I thought to myself.

“Um,” I started but then couldn’t finish my thought. After his green eyes, my own blue ones settled on his crotch. He was wearing powder blue cords. From the look of them, they’d been worn a lot.

Levi corduroys cut way high at the inseam so not much was left to the imagination. Mmmm--my favorite. And Andy’s cords fit snug and showed that he was indeed generously endowed.

“So…Will asked me to come over this morning so we could talk about the season.”

“The season?”

“Didn’t Will mention? He asked me to be the third with you guys moving the down markers for varsity football this year.”

“Um” I said again. “No, he didn’t mention.” It took world-class effort to drag my eyes from his blue cords back up to his green eyes.

“That’s cool. I just moved in down the street this month, we’re from New York. I started up as a senior at school with you guys.”

I found it hard to believe that I had not noticed Andy around school and the year was already two weeks over.

To his credit, if Andy had noticed my wandering eyes, he gave no indication of it.

“Oh,” I said. “Do you have a car?” I asked. My need to get driven around might have been even more powerful than my need to get laid.

Andy smiled--a mouth full of still more perfect white teeth. Of course his teeth were perfect. Jeez!

If there had ever been hope of my morning hard-on going away, that was now lost. “Sure do,” he said. “The little darlin’ is parked right out front; my folks helped me get it for my 18th birthday. If you boys get your butts moving, we’ll take it out, and I'll show you what she can do,” he taunted, grinning again.

“I still need to shower,” I managed.

“It’s cool. Don’t let me get in the way. ”

“Well, Will’s in the shower,” I stammered like an idiot again.

“Yeah, you said. I can hear the water.” What a moron I was being. Perhaps Will could save me by taking this guy downstairs to get a bagel or something so I could get out of bed.

“So where do you live?” Andy asked me.

“Oh, a few miles away, my folks are gone for the weekend so I’m staying over,” I said hoping my possession of Will’s extra bed would put an end to any hope this boy had of stealing my place at Will’s side.

Andy smiled again. “I guess you guys out here do that a lot.”

“Do what?” I asked.

“Sleepovers dumb… dumb.”

Andy sat down on the bed beside me and slapped me on the chest. “In New York, I never really stayed over at anybody’s house. I think my dad was too worried I’d have a circle jerk with all my friends or something.”

I’m sure I turned beet red. “Um.”

Andy must have noticed that I looked like a tomato. He slapped me again on my bare chest.

“Whoo! I think I hit a nerve buddy,” he said laughing. In a flash, his hand moved lower from my chest, found my 18-year old erection, and gave it a couple fake pumps. “Son of a bitch, I knew it!” he said.

I heard the shower turn off.

“Seems like you and Will probably should have had a circle jerk. You, my new friend, need to spank the monkey. Obviously!” he smiled from ear to ear.

I had never seen so many teeth.

“Um,” I moved my own hand to cover my dick outside the covers. “What?”

“Hey Will,” Andy called, standing up and arching toward the bathroom down the hall.

Not quite sure if I came or not, I rearranged myself so that Will wouldn’t see the outline of my hard-on through the blanket when he came out of the bathroom.

“That you Andy?” Will hollered through the door. “You met TJ I guess?”

“That’s right. We were just getting to know each other out here,” he grinned at me with a nod toward my mid-section. With that, Andy walked over and opened the bathroom door and let himself in.

My god, I thought, where does this guy get balls like this? New Yorkers?!

I can’t imagine ever walking in on Will in the shower. And we were best friends!

This guy just moves in down the street and in less than five minutes has grabbed hold of my hard cock and has got the view of Will in the bathroom I’d been hoping for ever since I’d started high school!

I looked up at the ceiling. This was going to be an interesting new friendship. We had our third guy for the football field markers. Okay, I sighed.

Reaching into my underwear, another problem was solved. Game over. I no longer had a hard-on since I had definitely come.