Gay Erotic Stories

Greg and Hank had been roommates for almost a year since graduating from college. They were both good athletes and competed in a number of sports. Greg stood 6’00” 175 lbs, Hank 6’1” 180. Both had washboard stomachs honed by thousands of sit-ups at the gym. Greg’s chest was basically smooth with just a hint of hair around his nipples and a trail leading down from his belly button to his pubes. Hank kept his chest hair shaved. Hank was gay but he never let on to Greg. He even went out on occasional dates to try to maintain his hetero image. Greg was straight. He had a feeling Hank might be gay because he had occasionally found Hank taking a long look at him in his briefs or coming out of the shower. Greg didn’t really mind and truth be known found it rather flattering. He also got a secret kick out of thinking he was making his roommate horny. Hank, on the other hand had begun to hope for a way to get closer to Greg, but was afraid it would ruin their friendship. Greg and Hank came into their apartment after a weightlifting session at the gym that was cut short by a pulled muscle in Greg’s back. It was nothing serious but Greg was walking tenderly as they came through the door. Hank decided this was his opportunity to make his move. On the short drive back from the gym Hank told Greg he knew how to make his back feel better. “You’ve just got to get the muscles to relax. Hank said, just do what I say and I’ll fix you right up.” They both stripped off their sweat soaked T-shirts and Greg eased himself into a chair as Hank headed into the kitchen calling over his shoulder, “I’ll be right back and we’ll start the treatment.” He came back a few minutes later with a shot glass and a fifth of bourbon. “First thing, you need a little lubricant for the bones.” Greg was surprised. “It’s a little early to start drinking isn’t it?” “Just do what I say and I’ll fix you right up.” Replied Hank well naturedly, and poured a shot. Greg grinned, “What the hell, the way my back feels right now it can’t hurt.” He grabbed the glass and downed the shot. He felt the warmth of the liquid spread through his body and sat back. “Am I drinking alone this afternoon?” he asked. “Not at all.” Said Hank, threw one back himself and poured Greg another. “But I’m driving so you’ll have to do most of the drinking at this party.” Greg laughed and drank his second shot. Hank found his gaze drifting down to Greg’s crotch packaged nicely in his tight gym shorts. Greg caught the look and smiled to himself and as the alcohol began to course through his veins demanded some more “back medicine.” Hank smiled and poured another. After Greg drank the third shot Hank told him he wanted him to go and take a shower with the water as hot as he could stand it. “You’re going to be in there a while so I put one of the plastic patio chairs in there. Face away from the spray and let the heat soak into your back. I’ll be in a few minutes with some more medicine.” A little dizzy, Greg stripped down and stepped into the shower. He turned the water on and soaped himself down. After washing off the sweat he turned the hot water up till it scalded his skin and sat down in the chair, letting the heat work its way down his spine. The steam filled the room. Just then the door to the shower opened and there stood Hank with another shot. Greg downed it happily. “That water’s not hot enough.’ Said Hank. The spray from the shower ran over Hank’s head and shoulders as he leaned in and turned up the heat. “Ow!” Greg reacted as the stinging water came down. “You’ll get used to it.” And Hank closed the door. Greg sat there getting used to the spray and looked down through the steam, admiring the physique he had worked so hard to get. The heat had caused his balls to distend fully away from his body. The door opened again and Hank thrust another shot at Greg. He took the glass and drank it down. “Thish is a lot of drinking awfully fasht ishnt it.’ Greg said, his words beginning to slur. “One more and we’ll begin.” Said Hank. And Greg swallowed another. Hank decided it was time to take a chance. “I’m coming in.” he announced dropping his shorts and stepping into the shower behind his seated roommate. Startled, Greg jumped to his feet. The combination of heat and alcohol made him woozy and he had to grab the towel rack to stabilize himself. “No way man.” Greg said as he stood there swaying. “Easy buddy Hank said. I just need to come in so I can massage those sore muscles and take away the pain.” Greg looked uncertain and Hank had to work to keep from getting hard while still pressing his advantage. “Remember, do what I say and I’ll fix you right up. Now turn around and put your hands against the tile.” Greg hesitated, and then followed orders. “Relax, I’m just gonna massage your back a little.” Said Hank. As he removed the chair and placed his hands upon Greg’s shoulders. As soon as Hank touched Greg, Hank got hard. He thought how lucky he was Greg had his back to him. Greg was tense at first, but as Hank started kneading his shoulders he began to relax and enjoy the soothing massage. “That feels great.” Said Greg as Hank’s hands worked their way across and down his muscular back. “Mmmmm” Greg sighed as Hank’s fingers worked their magic. Greg felt his dick begin to harden. “M, Maybe you should shtop.” Slurred Greg through his haze. “Why? asked Hank, Isn’t this helping.”? Greg hesitated, then with his inhibitions broken down by the alcohol and physical stimulation, he admitted, “I, I’m getting a hard on.” “It’s okay.” don’t be embarrassed said Hank, smiling as his plan was working. “Its only natural with this hot water and massage. Don’t worry about it.” and he continued to work his fingers into Greg’s back. After several more minutes Greg began to moan and sway. “Your back muscles are feeling much less tense. Hank said, but to make this work you’ve got to be totally relaxed. You need to lie down and I need to massage your chest and legs. I’ve set up in your room. Let’s move in there.” His defenses totally broken down, Greg turned around. Hank nearly came as Greg’s 8-inch dick pointed straight toward him. “Hey, your hard too.” Greg said. “Its okay answered Hank quickly. Greg nodded and they headed to the bedroom. Greg lay on his back on the bed. His hard dick pointing at his head. Hank had some warm massage oil waiting, rubbed it on his hands and began to massage Greg’s feet. “Oh man.” Greg whispered as Hank worked his way slowly past his calves to his thighs. Hank moved to Greg’ hands and worked his way up to his underarms. Hank spent an extra few moments slowly working the oil into Greg’s pits. Greg moaned and Hank noticed his dick jerk with unreleased erotic tension. “I’m gonna do your chest now, To do this right I’m gonna have to straddle you.” Greg nodded, lost in the pleasure of the massage. Hank climbed on top and poured oil onto Greg’s chest. As Hank leaned forward to reach the top of the chest their dicks touched. Greg gasped, arched his pelvis upward into Hank grinding their pelvises together. “Easy, said Hank, Relax.” And he continued to rub the warm oil into Greg’s chest and abs. Greg’s breathing began to quicken. Hank took Greg’s nipples between his thumb and forefinger and began to roll them back and forth. The nipples reddened and began to harden. Again Greg moaned and thrust his pelvis up into Hank. Hank poured oil onto Greg’s crotch. Yes, Yes, Greg whispered. They thrust their pelvises together, the slick oil increasing their sensitivity. Their dicks rubbed against each other. Greg’s chest heaved as Hank continued to run his fingers up and down, up and down. Greg’s head rolled back and forth on the bed. Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah. He repeated deliriously. Greg screamed as they climaxed simultaneously, their sperm mixing together on their chests. Hank collapsed on top of Greg. Their chests raised and lowered together as they lay there recovering. “How’s your back?” Hank finally whispered. “What back?” Greg answered. And they both laughed. Within minutes they were both asleep. After that afternoon Greg still dated women but on occasion he and Hank would participate in their own personal workouts.