Gay Erotic Stories

Mike and I had been friends for quite awhile. We met playing together in a band, and struck up a really close friendship - very quickly. It was after an evening of rehearsing, when I was really exhausted and upset about a few other members in the band. He came in, sat down and we ended up talking about everything until early the next morning. He was one of those guys that had a warm, rich voice - relaxing to talk to, about six feet with blonde hair, quite a striking face, but a very humble man. We toured together, always sharing a room with two other guys; we hung around together and always shared a bed during tours. We would talk for hours, touching feet every once in a while, sometimes waking up with our feet across the others, but nothing blatant. He was an unbelievably nice guy, and we could talk about anything. In the two years I had know him, he was always somewhat bashful about his body - and especially his cock. I had never seen him naked, but I knew from the bulge in his pants or his underwear that he was really well hung - and had a dandy one-eyed monster tucked away. He never really commented on his looks or the size of his penis - except once, when we were swimming. He brought my attention to snug speedos hugging his enormous bulge. He told me that his girlfriend thought he should wear boxer swim trunks instead as speedos revealed too much of him to everyone. He asked me what I thought, and I said, "Well no one has to wonder what the size of your package is"! But I still never saw him completely naked. He always turned the other way to change, or would change under the sheets, or in the washroom stall. After of couple of years with the band, we both left the biz on a full time basis and moved into the business world. Me landing a job with a huge corporation at the head office, and he with a smaller firm. My company had a fitness centre, so we decided we'd start to meet a couple times a week to work out. The fitness centre was great, as most guys shucked their clothes after their work-out, showered, sauna, and whirlpool nice and naked. This could be my opportunity to see Mike in all his glory. When arranging our first work-out evening, he asked if he need to bring an extra towel for the sauna and I told him that most guys are nude in the dressing rooms and sauna. His response was, "Well, we'll see"! Later, when we arrived at the dressing rooms, I was full of anticipation of seeing this guy's body, BUT AGAIN, when we go undressed to change into our workout gear, he turned away from me and got undressed and dressed in a mad second. I never got to see his body. So we worked out, talked for a couple of hours and headed back into the change room. When we got in the room, he excused himself to go to the washroom. I got undressed and went into the sauna. It seemed like forever before I could see him through the sauna window leaving the washroom and going into the dressing room. It took awhile, but in a few minutes the door opened, and in he came. Everything I had imagined in my head was revealed in front of me - but only for moment. He sat down and put his leg up to conceal his penis and testicles. So - we talked. Then we were joined by several others who shared in our conversation about nothing in particular. We were the last two to leave the sauna, and as we stepped into the dressing room, the other guys were just leaving. We were alone. I sat down on the bench start getting stuff from my gym bag. He stood in front of me, talking the whole time about anything. When I lifted my head up from getting my deodorant and brush, there it was in full few in front of my face. It was the most beautiful penis I had ever seen. Long, full, cut, surrounded by a huge fluffy bush of pubic hair, and huge hairy bag. I think I must have gasped, and if I didn't I tried to continue talking while taking nervous breaths. Then I stopped my speech, looked up at him and said, "Man that thing is huge"! He just laughed. I stayed sitting on the bench and got dressed sitting, while he got dressed standing in front of me. He dressed himself by pulling on his t-shirt, shirt, tie, socks, always leaving that huge beautiful cock dangling in front of my face - just inches from my mouth. Then I found it was me who had to conceal himself- with massive hardon tenting my underwear. I don't know if he noticed or if he would have cared. Oh, I went home that night and jerked off thinking about that body. Even though he was 29, he had a boyish face, and a nice smooth body from neck to navel. Then suddenly, hair - lots of pubes, lots on his legs and ass. I was in ecstasy thinking about his guy. I jerked off many times that evening just thinking about Mike. Our work-outs continued for weeks - twice a week. We'd always make sure we were the last in the sauna or shower room. He always managed to show off his cock any time he could. My favourite, was in the shower, when he stand beside me, thrusting his hips forward while he took forever to soap up his penis and testicles. Always this huge soft cock just dangling there while he played with it. So we continued working out together, and also dating women. I was engaged to be married to this wonderful woman, whom I was open enough to be with to tell her of my male/male experiences in my past. The four of us would go out together or hang out and one of the other's places, and basically had a great time. A few months passed, and it was my wedding day. He was the only person I had at my side. Getting ready for the wedding, we went to may parent's home to get changed. I was just stepping out of the shower when he came in to the washroom with an obvious erection screaming to get out of his underwear. I commented on his cock again, and said something about why they call the best man the best man. Because he can suck the groom's cock better than anyone! We joked around for a few minutes, and he pushed me down on my knees and pressed his cock into my face for a second, commenting that it should be the groom getting the best man happy so he could look after things properly that day. It was one of those moments that was so blatantly sexual, but a joke at the same time. It all had to appear so hetero! Anyway, he whipped off his under shorts, revealing - yet again - a beautiful erection - but just for a moment - jumping into the shower. I said to him again, "Mike, your cock is the biggest one I've ever seen in person. Absolutely amazing". He replied that he'd seen bigger. He said next time I play hockey, come into the dressing room and check it out. There's lots of comparison shopping in there. That was one thing I never took him up on. Oh well. Well, a few months passed after the wedding, when we didn't see each other. Then one night, out of the blue, he popped in for a visit when I was alone and said he was on his way for a swim, did I want to come along. I was preparing a presentation for the morning and couldn't go, so we just chatted for a minute. While we chatted, he said he needed to do some stretch exercises as he'd been sitting all day. As usual, he planted himself in front of me, stretching, bending backwards. Got on the floor, spread his legs, and started doing some pelvic thrusts, showing his huge bulge - then commenting to me that his pants were too tight. I told him that he had to buy pants that could accommodate his huge cock. Embarrassingly he replied again that it wasn't that big. Laughter. He invited me over to this house the next night to watch a hockey game. At his home, we had a great dinner, sat down and talked a bit before watching the game. This time, he brought a foot stool over so that we could both share it, but he was obviously trying to get close to me. Instead of sitting on the opposite end of the couch, he sat next to me, continually brushed his feet against mine while we talked and watched and talked. Then during a commercial, out of the blue, he said "Do you still think I have the biggest cock you've ever seen"? I said, "Mike, you're huge". Mike said, "Even after checking out some of those guys in the locker room?" "Mike" I said, there is no question. "Well, maybe you better take a closer look just to make sure". With that, he jumped up, slid off his jeans, and up whapped his cock. He sat down beside me. "Do you still think it's big"? "Fuck man, it's huge"! I said. Then we just sat there for a minute ...him watching the game, slowly stroking his cock, and me staring at his cock and up to his face wondering what to do next. Then bashfully he said (not looking at me), " So, do you want to play with it or something"? This very surprised look came over my face. I burst out in laughter, followed by his laugh, followed by him saying "you can do whatever you want with it man. It's yours." He turned up the volume of the hockey game, and slumped down on the couch so he could spread his legs further and I would have better access to his dick. I placed my hand on his penis rubbing slowly up and down and around, feeling his balls. I looked at his face, and even though he looked embarrassed, he had a wicked smile on his face. He was enjoying it. "Are you okay with this, I asked"? He didn't answer, but just took my hand back to his cock and kept I on the back of my hand while I wrapped my hand around the shaft and started squeezing and stroking it. I massaged the head, and his balls, gently rubbing my hand through his pubes. I started to increase the speed and he stopped me asking me if I wanted to do anything else. Was he kidding!!! Of course I wanted to suck him - all night if he' let me! He looked a little nervous, and then asked if I wanted to try to get it all the way down my throat. No question! He got down on the floor and spread his legs and said - "Go for it". Holding his cock and inviting me in to taste it! Oh I was there so fast. It must have taken me 20 minutes to get the hole thing down my throat but I did it. 9 inches of beautiful cock, and my nose resting on his pubes. I was in heaven! While he was flat on his back, with his t-shirt and socks on, I was lying flat on my stomach with his cock in my mouth looking up at him smiling down on me. "Does that taste good"?, he asked inquisitively? Better than tonight's dinner I replied. We laughed a little and he again, fed me his cock with his hand keeping his hand on his cock so he could feel my lips sucking on his meat. I moved down to his hairy sac, and started to suck on his balls. He spread his legs even wider, and started to grind himself into me. Oh, that musky sweaty smell between his legs just drove me nuts. While I sucked on of his nuts, he was dragging his dick all over my face - my eyes, my nose. He was certainly enjoying watching me do his dick. We kept looking at each other as I sucked and licked smiling and playing. What a treat to have your best "straight" cock in your mouth. I decided to take the plunge and started sucking his cock and his nuts like a mad man. His sweaty man smell was driving me nuts. While I was going crazy on him, I was grinding my cock into the floor, and just spewed like crazy into my jeans. Then he took my head with both hands. We looked at each other and I knew he was about to come. The question was, would I or wouldn't I swallow. I dove onto his cock and he started to fuck my face like a mad-man, filling my mouth with his penis, public hair, and part of his sac. Then he held tight on to the sides of my head and just started cumming and cumming. Man, it was wonderful! I licked up and swallowed everything. His taste was delicious. I stayed there for a minute with his cock softening in my mouth. Then, suddenly he jumped up, whipped on his jeans and said, "Let's get something to drink". I was in a stupor from living out the fantasy I'd always wanted. He looked at me and said, "I don't know what that did for you, but for me it was amazing". "I hope that'll keep you for a little while". We both lifted our drinks and clinked our glasses. He drank first, I drank second washing his semen down my throat. What a treat. Within a few weeks, I got transferred half-way across the country. He and I communicate regularly by email. The next visit is coming up real soon. We're looking forward to getting together for another - "evening meal". Anyone having stories about their "best man". Email me at cliff6@hotmail.com