Gay Erotic Stories

“I was sitting at home waiting for Eric to call me. I had taken my finals early and driven home so my parents could through a 21st birthday party for me. I hate parties very much. Eric was supposed to come home also. He was late. We were supposed to be going hiking down in Arizona over our break. Isn’t it funny how Mom’s always win? Then home for Christmas with our folks. Our parents still didn’t know we were gay. That was very important to both of us. Especially Eric. His dad was a real hard ass. We weren’t sure how we were going to pull this one off. It was getting harder to hide our relationship. I love my mom very much; she’s probably my best friend. She still thinks of me and my brothers and sisters as little kids. We get Birthday cards, Easter baskets, Valentines, Halloween treat bags, Chanukah and Christmas gifts to this very day. She had a clue about Eric and me. I can tell you she didn’t like it at all. I’d hate to know what my dad thinks!”

“Back to Eric and this damn party. My phone rang and it was Eric. He told me he wasn’t going to make it home tonight. His car broke down half way between school and home. Little did I know how badly I was being set-up? He told me to have fun and laughed. I hate when he did that. That was his way of being sarcastic or so he thought. He knew a smile and a kiss and everything’s ok again. We would usually laugh it off together. He made it impossible to be mad at him. I can’t believe how much I really love him. As soon as we were done with school we were moving in together--ready for the real world and a life together in Arizona. My heart started hurting. It had been two weeks since we last had been together. This is a part of a letter to Eric after my 21st birthday…”

…do you realize how sad and depressed I was when you called? You didn’t even say happy birthday or anything. You creep! Just “sorry, can’t be there! See yah” click. All I could think about was not sharing my 21st with you. I was heart broken. I was with you on your 21st birthday and really wanted you here with me. I love my family but you are everything to me. Mom came up to my room and asked who called. I told her it was you and that you weren’t going to be here tonight. Mom said that she had invited some other friends of mine. Besides, we spend too much time together. Boy, I would have socked you right on the nose if you’d been standing there.

It was getting kind of late. The party was to start at 8 o’clock. My mom had been getting ready for weeks. My brothers and sisters were going to be there along with a herd of other relatives. We have a huge family. I’m sure my mom invited our friends from around town. I was sure it would be a blow out…ha! ha! After all the hoopla, presents and singing was over I politely worked the partygoers and back to my room. I don’t know how you got up there but the cupcake with the candle on it was an awesome surprise. I loved your note…”Sam’s house”. You’ve always been a man of few words. I’m not sure how you got Sam to let you use his house? I don’t really care. I should thank Sam.

My heart started beating really hard and I felt flushed. I was so excited at the thought of you inside me. I really think I moaned at one point. I love the way you make me fell when we have sex. It always makes me a little giddy. I must have just walked out and not said anything to anybody. I hope you know how much I love you. I couldn’t get the car started fast enough. As I was driving over to Sam’s I think I had an orgasm when I hit this dip in the road. I swear I was so excited about being with you I didn’t see it. I don’t remember the drive to Sam’s until I pulled into the driveway and the next thing I remember was you in the doorway. The tender touch of your hand on my cheek as you wiped the tears that had run down my cheek. There was an orange glow behind you. How beautiful you are, a true Adonis, my Adonis. Every muscle accented and defined by the glow of the fire. My God how beautiful you are. And you were naked with that yellow ribbon wrapped “all” around you. That was cute. I still can’t believe you opened the door up like that. You continue to amaze me with the things you do to make our relationship so strong. When you reached down and took my hand and lead me into the living room in front of the fireplace. I thought I was going to pass out. Where did you get the idea for the plaid blanket, candles, chocolate covered strawberries, cupcake and champagne? It was so thoughtful of you, very romantic--eery much unlike you. It made me tear up again and feel so horny for you.

As you guided us down to the blanket, I well never forget the gentle kisses. The sexy look of man sex on your face, it made me want you so bad. When we lay down side-by-side, I could feel the heat of the fireplace on my back and the warmth of your touch on my face. I liked opening my present. Undoing that ribbon was fun with you sitting on my chest and your stiffening cock inches from my mouth. When you finally let me take you into my mouth and then you pulled out as if you forgot something. I hope you didn’t burn yourself when you dipped your cock in that chocolate. It was a real treat as you slide your cock back into my mouth. I love chocolate and a chocolate-coated cock was a double treat. When we got turned around and you got me out of my pants I knew where you were going. I couldn’t stop sucking on your cock as you pulled my legs back. When you poured that chocolate on my ass it burned in a sensual way. I don’t think you’ve ever been that deep in my throat when I gulped from the hot chocolate you poured on me. It was like that candle wax thing we did at Chanukah. Remember? Your tongue felt like this out of control worm darting in and out of me. I know I was moaning ready to cum and you had only worked my ass. I love when we have each other at the same time. I can’t believe how much control you have. When you turned around you had chocolate all over your face. You looked like a little kid with that smile. I know I looked as ridiculous as you did. Our laugh was even sexual. I’ll never forget that…thank you Eric.

The kiss was awesome. That was so wild to taste you and me at the same time. I’m glad you’re my lover. You always know what to do next. When you had me get on my knees as you guided your steel hard cock into my pleasure hole. You were a little wild. I liked it. You found that joy spot with that first thrust. I started oozing my own juices shortly after you started. The pounding you gave me was so hot. With each thrust I felt a hot flash of pain and pleasure. I could feel you reaching your orgasm when you slammed hard into me pushing me forward. When you came it felt like I was on fire inside. When you reached down to finish me, your touch on my dick sent me over the edge. I don’t remember ever having an orgasm so powerful.

We must have looked like to dogs locked up. You stayed hard for so long after your orgasm. Your rapid convulsive-like thrusts deep inside me and then suddenly stop. You’re a stud big boy. It made me giggle and at one point laugh. I loved it. I could feel you’re cum and the chocolate running down the inside of my leg each time you did that. I can't wait to do that again.

The birthday cupcake blowjob I gave you was my way of saying thank you. I never laughed so hard as when I tried putting the cupcake on your cock. That was so funny. I don’t think I’ve ever heard you laugh so hard. My candle was to “big” for the cupcake, it crumbled. Next time we need to get a bigger cake for that candle. You don’t have much staying power when chocolate cupcakes are involved dude. I love to hear you laugh. I have to say I like chocolate cupcakes with chocolate frosting and your cum. Kissing was fun. It was really messy. Sam’s is going to be pissed off at us for making such a huge mess. I love you Eric.

The last thing I remember before falling a sleep was having champagne licked off my nipples that you poured on me. I think we got drunk. I’m a cheap date and you know it! That’s not fair. My ass felt like it was on fire. I felt so fulfilled. I hope I pleased you as much as you pleased me. I love cuddling with you. I wish I could have a birthday like this everyday. It might kill you. I always want to be fucked by you. You always pleasure yourself and never forget me. There’ll never be anyone but you. I love you so much! I just hope I will always be able to please you the same way you always please me. I love being your man.

Sam came home and covered us up with a blanket; you were a sleep with your head on my chest. I woke up and whispered thank you to Sam. He just laughed quietly to himself. I love Sam; he’s been a good friend to us. We need to remember to invite him to Arizona once we set-up house. He must of thought we freaked out. We had so much stuff all over us. I hope Sam didn’t have anyone with him?

I love you so much; this was the best birthday present I’ve ever had. I’m not sure how I’ll ever be able to repay you. I’ll see you Wednesday, sweetheart. We can leave for our Arizona from your dorm and then we’ll drive back in my car for Christmas. I’m already missing you so much. I can’t wait to see you again.

Sweet dreams big guy-I love you…

“I think one of the things that I well cherish more than anything else are the letters we shared. The letters weren’t real nasty but instead filled with love, passion, humor, sadness and even lust sometimes. They’re becoming torn along the edges and stained with tears from being handled so much. There all that remains of our short time together. I just want to share them. And take lots of pictures. Remember to always tell that special person in your life that you love them. Make sure you mean it – Shalom”