Gay Erotic Stories

Tim and I became fast friends after his girlfriend introduced us. I had known her for years and when they started dating, he and I became good friends as well. Little did he know that I am bisexual. He knew that I had dated his girlfriend at one point, but knew little else. But what he would learn far outreached anything else. As we got closer, I began to confide in him more and more and finally told him I was bi. He said he didn't care. That seemed like my opening. I had been attracted to him since we met. Now I had to have him. If he had no problem with me being bisexual . . . maybe I could help him move to the next logical step: experimentation! So one night we went to a bar and got loaded then decided to rent some porn. He was too drunk to drive so I told him to crash at my place. Of course, we couldn't go to bed without watching our porn. I told him to put it in and I took the chair so I could see him "enjoy" the movie. Anyway, the first few scenes were just run of the mill jerk off scenes with a chick occasionally blowing him but basically fingering herself while watching. Anyway, Tim was getting visibly aroused and I decided now was the time to take advantage of the liquor. I told him that jerking off is cool so why shouldn't we just do it. We were both obviously turned on. He said OK but then covered himself with a blanket. I followed suit at first . . . but then after about five minutes I said "Fuck this!" and threw off the blanket to stroke my cock in all its glory. He tried not to stare at my cock but was obviously looking. I grabbed his blanket and he fought me for a second . . . but then I said to give it up. He saw my hard on so it was only fair. Finally my chance to see him hard and naked. It was beautiful. He was about half an inch longer than me but I was thicker. I grabbed his cock and he asked me what I was doing. I said not to worry. He reiterated that he wasn't gay or bi. I told him it was cool cause he can just lay back and enjoy it. He didn't have to reciprocate. So I stroked his cock for about five minutes and he could tell I was fixated and tried to take over again. I asked him to let me suck it. "No way man. You got to touch it, That's it. I'm no fag. Sorry, I don't mean to be an ass but I'm not." But his heart really wasn't in the statement. So I just grabbed his cock and sucked it all the way down my throat bobbing up and down. He started to pull my head away but then stopped and began fucking my face. I couldn't help myself and sucked his cock as best as I could. It wasn't long before he was stifling moans and trying not to burst with pleasure. Finally he tapped me and whispered "I'm gonna cum." I guess he thought he was being polite but I just muffled "Uh huh" and kept going. He started thrusting harder until he kind of squeaked a muffled moan and blew a huge wad into my mouth. I milked him to the last drop and he laughed finally pushing me away saying, "Y'know, it gets kinda sensitive after ya cum dude!" I laughed and we shut off the TV and went to sleep. Of course that was the first of several porn nights each one getting better . . . but that's another story . . .