Gay Erotic Stories

I was 24. I was moving from a trailer to a town house. There was a guy in my church who had just turned 18. I asked him to help me. We worked into the night and knew we would not finish. The only furniture left was my bed. I invited him to stay. He slept in my bed. I had noticed him before, when we went on church camps and such. I had never seen him naked. Once at a camp, his covers were off when I woke up and he was hard. He was big. Back to moving. We sat up for hours talking about girls, sex, etc. We then made jokes about how horny we were. I could blow him, he could blow me, etc. Nothing came of it. I went into the bathroom and jacked off. He knew what I was doing. The next night, I invited him to stay at my new place. We had been decorating. He accepted and when bedtime came around, he stripped to his briefs and climbed in my bed. Feeling a little courage, I told him that normally I slept naked. He said it didn't bother him, just stay on my side of the bed. Lying there, silent, hard as a rock, I summoned the courage to touch his ass. He didn't move so I rubbed it working my way around to his balls. I went a little further and found that he, too, was hard as a rock. I turned him over and pulled down his briefs and gave him a blowjob. I jacked off and he held my balls. Later I took some Vaseline lip balm and coated my ass. He fucked me. It was great. He and I did the same routine at least a hundred times. Once with 6 other guys in the room. I wish I could find him again.