Gay Erotic Stories

"Ian, do you have those old pair of jeans you never wear anymore?" "Yeah," Ian replied hesitantly, knowing I was up to something. "Let me see them for a sec." I said, looking right into his green eyes. He shuffled through our dorm until he came upon the jeans. They had been too small for him, he had claimed. We were the same size, so he knew something was wrong when I asked to see them. I looked the pair over carefully, and took out scissors from the desk and began to cut the jeans into shorts, short shorts. Then I proceeded to take off my kakhis and reveal my big wad, hugged of course with my tight underwear. Ian was getting restless, as he swallowed hard, looking at my bulge. Then I slipped on the shorts, and they were in fact too small for me, but it was just what I wanted. My ass bubbled in them, and my bulge was shown completely. You could almost see the bottom of my ass from the back, because they were so short. But let me tell you some "setting" things so you'll understand the story better. I'm Sean, a college student at a prestigious northeast university. I've always been very hot. I have naturally blond hair, and a knock-out body to go with it. In high school I sucked and fucked many a boy, but it wasn't enough. I wanted somebody bigger than the scrawny boys of high school. I wanted somebody smarter, somebody with more experience, somebody like Mr. Chase, my English teacher. The rumor around campus was that he was gay, and I was going to find out for myself. Ian is my roommate. He's an athlete, with a lacrosse player's body. He knows I'm gay, and I think this has always fascinated him, but he himself was not openly anything... yet. And the story continues... "How do I look?," I crooned at Ian. "You look like your going to rip those jeans apart." "Well guess what I'm going to do tonight!" "What?," Ian replied, his eyes began to light up. "I'm going to seduce Mr. Chase!" I was an English major, with a minor in drama, and had decided once and for all that I wanted a experienced man, badly. "You're what?!" I explained to Ian my plan, from head to toe, of how I would go about seducing my gorgeous teacher. And just kept shaking his head, unbelieving. "Even if you do come back here and tell me it worked, I won't believe you." Ian stated. "Why don't you let me video tape it, for real proof?" Ian, a film major, seemed to like this idea. I didn't really think anything of it, and I agreed. So that evening, before the English Department had concluded their meeting Ian rigged Mr. Chase's office with three hidden cameras, determined to get all the angles. And now it was about 7 PM, my time set aside to meet Mr. Chase to talk about my final thesis. And so I paced outside of his office, making sure I was ready. Of course, first, I fiddled with the thermostat outside his office, and turned it up to 80 degrees. I walked in wearing my cutoffs, and a lacrosse warmup shirt, which ended just above my belly button, showing off my rock hard abs. The only thing that had changed was that I was no longer wearing Underwear under my shorts, I had a skimpy, white speedo. "Sorry about the way I'm dressed Mr. Chase, I'm going to a frat party right after this meeting." "It's OK Sean," Mr. Chase said, looking me over. He was truly gorgeous, and seeing him there with his kakhis, white dress shirt, and tie, I remembered why I was there. He was a football player in college, and he was a real thick, tight, brunette. He sat at his desk, and I sat next to him in a chair, pulled way up close to him. We looked over my rough draft laying on his desk, my body hunched over his. I could feel his shoulder against my arm. We talked and talked, and I could feel the room getting hotter. As he was telling me about the importance of grammar, he loosened his tie. Sweat was beading on his forehead, and then he took his tie completely off, and unbuttoned the top three buttons of his shirt. He was losing concentration, as the room was becoming unbearably hot. I could see way down his shirt, perhaps he had unbuttoned too many buttons, and I could see his hard, smooth, chest sweating. "Mr. Chase, my real problem is with guys." He opened his mouth, and wiped more sweat off his brow. "You see," I stammered," I can't concentrate in your class, cause I'm always fantasizing about you. Just like you can't concentrate now, either. His eyes brightened, as I slowly climbed onto his desk. Laying on my stomach, my dick hurt as I pressed it against the desk. My ass was a huge, beautiful bubble, bursting out of the shorts. And then I felt it, Mr. Chase's fingers sliding up and down my hard things, and then reaching up to press on the ridge between my ass and my leg. Slowly, the hands went up my shorts, and squeezed My globes like ripe fruit. And with his manly strength, ripped my shorts right off. He pulled me to an upright position, and I was now sitting on the edge of his desk, legs hanging off. I pulled my shirt off, and he began to kiss my sweating chest, and rub my abs. Then, he slid off my white speedo, and revealed my rock hard, 8-inch dick. Now in a complete sweat, he put the whole thing in his mouth, and sucked so hard I thought I would scream. Shivers ran up and down my body. I began to moan, as he sucked away, and used his hands to fondle my thighs, abs, and over-sized balls. Suddenly, I felt glory, and screamed as I creamed Mr. Chase with the hottest cum ever. And he swallowed all of it! I was drained, but not for long, as my cock began to thicken again. I slid off the table and right onto his lap. He kissed me, and his tongue swished all around my mouth. I began to unbutton this sweat- soaked shirt and kiss his hard nipples. His arms were huge, and I rubbed his packed biceps. Our sweating chests rubbed up and down each other, and he ran his fingers through my blonde hair. Then I got onto the floor and began to unbutton his pants. I did so, and slowly slid them off, because they were stuck to his legs. He had huge, and the most manly legs I had ever seen. I consumed his hard calves, and rubbed his thick thighs. All that was left was a skimpy pair of white boxers, which he took in his hands and ripped, right through the middle. He must have been about 12 inches long, because I have never in all my life seen what was swinging when he ripped his boxers off. His golden brown dick was beautiful, and it swayed back and forth, and I was hypnotized by it. I took the base in my mouth and sucked, and fondled his sack. Suddenly he pulled away and turned me around. My tight ass was quivering with what was to come. He gave it a smack, and then slowly slid his sweat-covered member into my ass. I was somewhere between pain and ecstasy, as he rocked my hips back and forth. I hung onto the desk for dear life, as he grabbed my pecks from behind and rocked us both. He screamed as white cum splashed everywhere, inside of me and out. Then, both of our loads taken care of, I sat back down on his lap, and we hugged each other tight, letting each other's sweat wander. His giant arms wrapped around my body, we stayed like this for about 20 minutes. "Thanks Mr. Chase." I said slowly, ruffling his brown locks of hair. "Call me Ryan. And any time you need 'help' in the future..." Later, when I got back to the dorm, the television was on, revealing Mr. Chase still in his office, stroking his pecks. So the cameras were still running, but where was Ian? I ventured into the bathroom, not even realizing the shower was on. "Oh, sorry, Ian, I didn't know you were in here." Ian's head popped out from behind the curtain, and then moved the curtain completely, revealing his well-packaged body, including an oversized dick, which was hard from being worked on. "I was just whacking off, it's okay. That video got me pretty excited." I knew what I had to do. I stripped off all of my clothes and jumped into the shower with him. We whacked each other off in the shower, and then he did me up the ass twice, apparently a fantasy for him ever since we had lived together. It had certainly been a wonderful evening for all! **This is a true story, and my favorite one. Please contact me at hellolleh@hotmail.com with questions, comments etc.