Gay Erotic Stories

My freshman year at a small religious college in the south started out pretty interesting when they put me up rooming with one of the football players. I was a pretty small guy, only about 5'6” 130 lbs. I knew that I was gay, had known it for a while, and a few of my friends knew it too, but I wasn't exactly what you would call "out of the closet". I also had never had any kind of sex with a guy or girl either for that matter. I was a virgin.

When I first got to school and unpacked, I met my roommate. He was a huge guy, well over six feet tall, and huge. He was also a couple years older than me. I was just 18, he was 20. His nickname was "Couch", 'cause he was about the size of one. I was pretty nervous; I didn't think that we would have anything in common. He was a southern boy, so he was nice enough, as most of them usually are well mannered and all. I am from Ohio, he's from Tennessee, so he's got that drawl to his voice that still makes my knees go soft.

We didn't really hang out at all, didn't have much in common. I had kinda alternative taste in music, and kinda fancied myself "artsy" and all, whereas he was just a big ole southern jock type. We'd chat at night a little and joke around and stuff, but that was about it. The one thing that we realized that we had in common was that we both liked to drink. So, I started hanging out with him and his buddies from our hall. They drank a lot. I was new to the whole drinking thing but these jock boys showed me how it was done.

Now, you have to also keep in mind that they were all hot, big, and since it was a guys dorm , often in various state of undress. I mean think about it, a little gay virgin, always hanging around good ole southern jock boys, drinking and dickin' around. They kinda thought of me as their mascot. They'd take me to Hooters with 'em, and when we'd all get shitfaced they'd carry me around; put me to bed when I was too drunk. It was like I was their collective little brother. I called them "the fuckers" because that's how they would greet each other "hey fucker, what's up?" I'm sure that they suspected that I was a little more interested in them than I should have been. I would get a little too friendly sometimes when I was drinking. But they seemed amused by it. Because I am so small I have always been able to get by with more shit than most, kinda almost flirting with really masculine straight guys. I never had a girlfriend, but lots of girl friends, you know? Of course the fact that I was friends with so many of the girls worked to their advantage too, because I'd get 'em laid from time to time. Couch had a girlfriend and sometimes, I'd almost walk in on them, he'd hear my key in the lock and say "hey little dude, come back in a little while."

Well, one night after a lot of drinking with all the guys, me and Couch went to our room. We were just kinda hanging out getting ready to go to bed and stuff. All of a sudden I looked over and he was lying on his bed leafing through a Playboy. I didn't think anything about it. Then I noticed he had his cock out and was kinda stroking it. Still, I didn't think anything about it, just thought he was drunk and got horny looking at the magazine and didn't realize or give a shit that I was there and could see him.

Then all of a sudden he says "come over here little dude and look at this book with me."

So, I went over and sat down on his bed with him and acted like I was looking at the pussy pics, but of course there was football player dick right next to me, so I was a bit more interested in that, but I was still way to scared to try and make any kind of a first move. Then he says, "Take your pants off and jerk off with me, dude." So he took his off and laid back down on the bed, I took mine off and sat back down.

As soon as I sat back down, he reached over and grabbed my cock, which by this time was hard as a rock. He just kinda slowly stroked me for a few minutes, and then told me to jerk his too. "Touch it, man." I reached down and grabbed hold of his cock and started stroking it. Man, it was hot. Here was this great big hulk of a guy letting me play with his cock. Finally I figured "what the hell, he started it" and I leaned over and over and wrapped my mouth around his cock and started sucking it.

He seemed kinda stunned for a minute, like his hand kinda froze on my cock. Then, he laid back and spread his legs apart for me to be able to get better access to his balls so I could fondle them while I was sucking his dick. Then he lifted me up by the hips and held my cock up above his face while I was sucking him and started to suck mine too. Like he was holding me up and lifting my hips up and down making my cock fuck his mouth while I sucked his. 69ing, but him lifting me up and down instead of him bobbing his head. God it was hot!

After a few minutes of this I decided I wanted to get fucked for the first time by this big old football player. I pulled my mouth off of his cock and turned around and straddled him and tried to lower my ass down onto his cock. I felt the head of it right in the cleft of my ass, then, pushed myself down onto it. God, it hurt, he was pretty hung and my ass was virgin, and at this point still dry. I lifted back up and said, "It's too big, won't fit"… He pulled me down to him and wrapped his big arms around me and put his big paws on my ass cheeks and stood up and walked carrying me over to his dresser. He was holding me with one arm and rifling around in his drawer with the other and came out with a big tub of Vaseline.

He carried me back over to the bed and sat me down and said, "Get on your knees on the floor with your chest resting on the bed." I did, he got behind me and I felt his big finger greasy with the Vaseline start rubbing my hole, then he greased up his cock. I told him to use his finger first to get me used to something even being in there before he stuck that big cock in me. I felt his finger, which was pretty big, (keep in mind this guy was like 6'6 and wore a size 15 shoe, so you can imagine what his fingers and hands were like) start probing me. He was fingering my asshole with one finger and fondling my nuts with the other hand, and I was getting so horny I thought I was gonna explode.

Finally I said, "Fuck it man, stick it in me, it's now or never!"

That was all he needed to hear. I felt his cockhead against my hole and he slid it into me with one smooth quick motion, I felt like someone was sticking a telephone pole in my asshole, but it felt good at the same time, like I was full of something that I had needed for a while. He got the whole thing shoved in me and let it rest for a second to let my ass relax around it, then he started pumping, slowly, he'd pull it out to just where the head was still in me then push it back in. This went on for a few minutes. I'm telling him, "Oh god Couch, your cock feels so good in my fuck hole" and he's telling me that he never knew a guy’s asshole could feel so good. I'm telling him "go faster! I wanna feel you pound my virgin hole, fuck me harder! Come on dude, fuck that hole, pound me!" and stuff like that.

He's saying things like, "I thought you wanted cock for a while, little dude. I could’a been hitting this ass all semester when I couldn't get pussy," and "Come on fag boy, tell me you want it, tell me how much you like my big jock dick up your ass!" And we're grunting and moaning like two fuckin' bulls in rut. I honestly don't know how no one heard, or if they did.

Keep in mind this was in a dorm room, not really the most sound-proof of places, and he's really starting to pound me now, like his thighs are slapping against mine and his lower belly slapping against my ass cheeks, "SLAP SLAP SLAP.." he's holding onto my hip with one hand and pushing my lower back down with the other to make my ass push out and up. I'm about to rip the fuckin' mattress that I'm holding onto in two. I can feel his nutsack pounding against mine on each thrust in me. Then I he says "Man, I can't hold my nut much longer! You want it in you or on you?"

I said, "Shoot in me man, I want your cum in my hole!" About four more thrusts, and he grabs hold of my hips with both hands and pulls me tight up against him and buries it as deep in my guts as it will go and I feel his cock start twitching and he's all "oh fuck, here it comes man, I'm gonna fuckin' cream your hole!"

That's all I need, and I start shooting on the floor in front of me and my ass muscles are clenching and chewing on his cock while he is flooding my guts with his nut. He collapses onto my back, his cock still in my ass, and pants, "fuck, little dude, that was a piece of ass, if I EVER had one. I like that you let me get kinda rough with you like that." I just didn't know what to say. I said, "Hey Couch that was my first fuck ever, you know."

He's kinda shocked by that. So, he pulls his now soft cock out of me and gets a towel, I reach for it to wipe myself off. He says, "Man, I'll wipe you up. That's the least I can do after you just let me fuck you that hard." Southern boys, you know, are gentlemen to the end.

I asked, "You think anyone heard?"

He says, "Nah, they're all as drunk as we are, probably passed out by now. If anyone says anything we'll just play it off like someone on the floor must have had a girl in their room and fucked the hell out of her. We went to bed, each to our own separate beds, he might have fucked me and cleaned me up, but it was a mutual understanding that we weren't boyfriends and no need to cuddle up after that. I would have kinda liked to, but I didn't want to rock the boat, you know.

We didn't mention it the next day, except he made it a point to tell me "Man, little dude, we must have been shitfaced last night, I don't remember a fuckin' thing after we left the guys down the hall and came back to our room, but why the fuck are the sheets on my bed all torn off? I must have had a hell of a dream or something."

I said, "Yeah, you must have, I dunno I was as drunk as you, or more, you got 100lbs on me and I matched you almost shot for shot last night."

He had been on the list for a single room, and it came through the next week, so he moved down the hall and a buddy of mine moved in with me. My friend that moved in was straight and knew that I was gay and that Couch had fucked me right before he moved in.

Couch and I never talked about that night, but about every three or four weeks, when he was bored and had no chick to fuck and we were both drunk, he'd come knock on my door and ask me if I wanted to come "hang out in his room with him for a little while like we used to for old times sake", which I was always more than happy to do!