Gay Erotic Stories

I was a music major in small, liberal arts college in the Midwest. As section leader of the band and choir, in addition to elected leadership positions, it was my responsibility to let new people in the department feel more "at home". When I first saw Brian, I knew he was someone to "Befriend". He was a soccer player and played in the band as well. He had incredible legs and the BEST butt you have ever seen. He was slightly cocky, and was always a little eager to tell stories about his female conquests. Our music groups toured every year, so, in his first year I arranged it so that Brian and I would be roommates. When we stayed with host-families, we usually had to sleep with our roommate. That first year, I laid pretty low, just lightly caressing his great butt and once, his nice cock as he slept. Our SECOND year tour brought us to New Orleans. Because I was an influential member of the department, I somehow weaseled my way into getting the ONLY hotel room that had two boys instead of four with my roommate, Brian. On our trips we always had ONE hotel stay... on our "night off". Mardi Gras season had JUST started there, and we were all EXCEPTIONALLY drunk... I think I drank for 10 hours straight on the streets of New Orleans. I had lost track of Brian, and had been in some straight bars with my friends, where not everyone was "Straight" and I found myself being groped several times by cute guys. A group started walking back to the hotel at about 5:00 a.m. I unlocked the room and found my roommate in his bed with a girl, Carmen. They were fucking, and slightly embarrassed. I drunkenly said, "I'm taking a shower-- I don't care what just happened". When I got out of the shower, Brian was laying in MY bed with his shirt off and boxers. He seemed half-passed out. I went over to my bed, and said "uhh... I'm ready to sleep in my bed, now" (I was kinda pissed off at him). He returned, "Do you have to?". I said "Why wouldn't I?". "Because I'm still horny...." He trailed off. I knew my cue! Since I was only wearing a towel, I dropped it and said "Will this help?". His cock immediately raised out of the opening of his boxers. He had a beautiful member. I got on the bed and we started to 69 after I pulled his shorts off. We kissed for a long time... I had a raging hard-on. He said "I want to fuck your ass". I said, "I've never had anyone fuck me before"- which he replied "It'll be nice and tight, then!". He raised my ass and legs into the air and thrust into me. Having been a bottom-virgin, I howled in pleasure-pain. It began to feel quite good... he seemed to know what he was doing. Before he "finished", it was my turn. I turned him over onto all fours and fucked his beautiful soccer-boy ass. We came at the same time, me into him, and him onto the cheap-ass blanket in the hotel. We collapsed on the bed, and passed out in that position. 2 hours passed, and it was almost time to board the bus... I woke him up and he seemed to wonder WHY we were laying together naked on my bed. I explained that we had done each other just a couple of hours before, and he proceeded to "freak out". It wasn't too long, however, before we were joking about it in private. It's been since 1994, and we never had sex again, but damn, I'd like another crack at that ass!!