Gay Erotic Stories

Okay, so I have always been good looking, it's not really a vanity thing, but more like fact. In elementary school I was the cute kid that everyone wanted to sit next to. I was the sandy blond hair, green eye nice boy. I was popular because I was friendly with everyone. I wasn't mean to anyone who wasn't "cool." I didn't really get to know Jonah until chemistry class. In elementary school I didn't really know him. He hung by himself, and in the 6th grade his family moved away. He always had messy hair and wiry glasses, and never really spoke too much. It was the end of the second semester of 12th grade and the inevitable had happened, I failed chemistry. Summer school? No fucking way! I had a lifeguard job all lined up, and I was just going to chill. But if I wanted to graduate on time, I would have to swallow the shit and go. I walked my way into summer school and sat down in the chemistry class with all these 10th graders that wanted to get it out of the way. I took a desk by myself in the back and settled into my fate. A second after the bell rang the door opened, and this oafish man ran into the classroom and sat in front of me. The messy hair and the ruffled shirt looked familiar, and the glasses rang right into my past. "Jonah Novikoff?" the teacher questioned, and the hand in front of me shot up. This was Jonah! I should have guessed, but what was he doing back. When my name was called Jonah turned around to check me out. After class Jonah turned immediately to me and said, "I bet you are trying to guess what I am doing here." It ends up his family got relocated back and since his credits didn't transfer completely from his old school, he needed to take chemistry to graduate on time. I simply told him I failed the first time. Jonah had a much broader frame from the last time I saw him. As the weeks went on we talked more. Eventually, he took the seat next to me and as we paid attention, I noticed how thick his wrists were. Jonah had a body somewhere underneath all that sloppy dorkiness. He had pearly white teeth and fair skin. Underneath those wiry glasses were very attractive eyes. Was it my conversations with him? I was attracted to the school dork! Jonah was working at the library near our house doing volunteer work, and so we would walk home together. I usually ran straight to the beach after summer school to pick up my shifts. One day after school Jonah said he had to run, and that was fine with me because I was heading to the beach anyway. I took my position on the lifeguard chair and settled back from an afternoon of jock watching and whistle blowing. After about an hour up there, I was getting restless at the lack of action on the beach. I scanned a couple more times, when I settled on a couple making out about 50 yards from me. The woman seemed older, about my mother's age, and the boy seemed younger. He has a tight build, and from the back, had a strong muscular frame, with a V lining, which snaked down to two perfectly shaped globes, which the woman was shamelessly grabbing hold of. The boy looked uncomfortable, and I wished that he would roll over, so I could see his basket. After about 10 minutes of making out, the woman got up to go to into the water and the boy stayed where he was, and applied suntan lotion to his perfect upper torso. As I followed the lotion from his strong muscular legs, to his full basket, in black bikini Speedo, which looked like they were going to rip open at the seems, I noticed an eight pack where a normal six pack would be. This boy worked out! The arms seemed very familiar and as I worked my way Up--then I noticed that this boy was Jonah! What the fuck? No glasses, slick hair! Hot body! What the hell was Jonah doing with such an older woman, and looking so good? I wasn't about to go up to him and embarrass him in front of this woman. So I was haunted by him image all night, and prepped myself extra carefully for the next day of school. I got there 10 minutes early, as I knew Jonah would be waiting for me as he always did. We talked small talk for a bit, and I guess I was nervous because he kept on asking me if I was okay. I can't believe I was so nervous in front of the dork. I asked him, "So what did you do after school yesterday?' "I went to work," was his reply. "Really, because I was on the beach yesterday..." Jonah looked nervous. "I'm an escort too." He nearly whispered. Well that explained how he was getting by on library pay. I had nothing to say to that. What was I supposed to say. He explained to me how one of him mom's friends would constantly hit on him and told him he would make a good stripper. After trying it for a while, he would get offers from older women that he just could not refuse. He looked really embarrassed, and I felt bad. Class began, and I could not get my mind off how good he looked in a bikini. After class, to put him at ease, I told him that I had always wanted to try stripping, but I didn't think I would be good at it. "With your body? Are you kidding, you'd make fortunes." was his answer. I decided that we were now playing little mind game, and I should take his lead. "Well I don't know how," I suggested. "I'll teach you." We decided to meet that night by my life guard chair, since there would be no one around. He told me to bring sexy underwear and some kind of outfit. I decided on a suit. When I arrived at the beach Jonah was sitting there in the moonlight with his glasses on looking so cute in his dorky way, and a boom box. "Nice choice of suit." he said as he half hugged me. "This is how its gonna work, I'm going to take something off, then you, and so on a so forth, and I'll instruct you on the way. By the way, the dork look always works, because no one ever suspects the dork to have this body underneath." My thoughts exactly. When Noah hit the CD, the opening notes of "Ray of Light" came on and Jonah slowly and very sexually removed him glasses, he looked fantastic without them. "Start small," he instructed, as I undid my tie and threw it at Jonah. "What's the next smallest thing?" he asked. "My jacket?" he shook his head, "My belt?" he grinned, a brilliant grin. We both reached for our waists. Without loosing eye contact with each other we freed ourselves of our belts and tossed them aside. "Now I don't have a jacket, so let them slide off your shoulders and catch it in one hand" which I did. "Over your head," he instructed as I tossed. "Now you want to let them see your ass, so ass you turn around begin to unbutton your shirt, so that when you turn back around they'll be getting a taste of things to come." I turned around a wiggled my ass, as I heard Jonah giggle. Was he enjoying this? I unbuttoned the first four buttons and turned around. Jonah had turned around at the same time I did. We stood there, transfixed by each others' body. "Wow" he said, "I knew you were athletic, but I had no idea your chest was so cut." All I could say to him was, "you have the most perfect body I have ever seen." He had the roundest pecs and the flattest stomach I have ever encountered. I wanted him bad. "The last two buttons should be breakaway, so you can just rip the shirt off." No problem. I ripped the shirt off my body in a burst of animal rage, and Jonah followed suit. This was no longer about stripping , it was about finding out what Jonah had hidden away in those jeans. "Now, its all about teasing, watch me." Jonah turned around and ran his hands up and down his legs and shook his ass. He grabbed his butt and began to yank down his jeans. In just a "g" string with his back to me, Jonah hooked his fingers in the "g" string and began to play with me. He lowered it g string till I saw his taut ass, and then pulled it back up, and so on and so forth, till he turned around and posed and I got a good look at his enormous basket. "Your turn" as he sat down in the sand. "I'm supposed to play with you right?" Jonah nodded ad I proceeded. New music began to play and I ran my hands up and down my chest. I ground with the music and walked over to where Jonah was sitting; I turned around and stuck my as up in the air. I turned back around so Jonah's face was right my crotch. I undid the first two buttons on my jeans, and playfully began to tug, until the baseline of my white "g" string was seen. I turned back around quickly and yanked off my jeans. Standing there in just a "g" string, I decided to fuck with Jonah some, and pulled down the "g" string completely, so my naked ass was staring him in the face. I heard and audible gasp from him, and knew I had him. I pulled the "g" string back up and turned around. "How did I do?" I said with a shit eating grin on my face. "Fantastic, but there's more." This I had to see. Standing face to face in the moonlight in just "g" strings he whispered to me, "Sometimes a customer might beg you to fuck them." "What do you do?," I said staring him right in the eyes. "This" as he grabbed my waist and pulled me into him. His tongue leapt into my mouth and his hands wandered into my "g" string. Jonah kissed his way down, biting delicately on my nipples. "It's time for the final strip," as he fondles his way in to "g" string, and took my enlarged 9" cut cock into his mouth. Standing naked on the beach with this stud's mouth around my cock was enough to make me grab his head and start fucking his mouth. I wasn't ready to cum just yet, as I pulled him and turned him around. With my naked dick pressed against his ass he moved to the music. I pulled down his shorts and reached around to his cock. This thing was humongous! I drove right into his ass and licked his hole in preparation for my hungry cock. I dove in and we fucked like dogs until I erupted so fiercely, that I could compete with the waves of the ocean. Afterwards, we jumped into the ocean and enjoyed each other completely by the light of the moon. The next day and for the rest of summer school, chemistry became the focal point of my life. The dork became a stud, and the stud became very, very satisfied.