Gay Erotic Stories

For years, I've had a crush on my best friend Scott, but he showed no interest in men and appeared very straight. He was also very faithful to his girlfriend, a quality I admired. I never told him how I felt or even that I was gay. Secretly, I adored him. He had the most beautiful sandy blond hair, blue eyes, and a great body. I often fantasized about him while I jacked off. How I wanted to take him to my bed and make love to him all night long. Never in my life did I believe it could really happen. I was at home one Saturday night watching a movie when I heard a car door slam outside. I looked out the window to see Scott walking up to my front door. Something didn't look right, so I hurried to the door to let him in. He looked depressed. "What happened?" I asked.

"I came home to find my girlfriend in bed with her boss," he said, fighting back the tears. "When I got her alone and confronted her about it, she just shrugged it off like it was no big deal. She didn't even care that I was hurt. I can't go back home tonight."

"Stay here tonight", I insisted.

"Thanks, Alex. I'd rather not be alone right now." He collapsed on the couch, but tossed around like he couldn't get comfortable. Finally, he said "Won't get much sleep on this thing."

Now I didn't have a spare bed since nobody ever stayed at my house. I didn't see the point in taking up space with something that wouldn't get used. "You can sleep in my bed" I told him. "It's big enough for both of us."

"I don't know," he said. "Don't you think that would feel kind of weird?"

"Why?" I asked. "We're just good friends. Besides, who's going to know?"

Scott agreed with me there. We took turns with the shower and he borrowed a pair of my shorts to sleep in. We both slept shirtless, but this was nothing new to me since I had seen him topless several times. His chest was well defined and had just the right amount of hair on it. I had just settled into bed and turned off the light when I heard him sigh like the had something to say.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"It's nothing," he lied.

"You'll feel better if you get it off your chest," I insisted.

"It's just that I can't believe she did this to me."

"She did you wrong, Scott. She's not good enough for you."

"Why did it have to be tonight? I had a romantic evening planned. I even went out and bought her roses, chocolate, and her favorite wine. I really loved her."

"I know you did."

"It was going to be an evening of passion. I've been looking forward to it all day. Thinking about what I had planned is making me so...well...horny."

"I understand that." I really did understand what he was feeling at this point. Here was the man I had a crush on for years--right next to me in my bed and I couldn't make a move on him. My cock was getting really hard just thinking about him being there.

"I guess I'll just have to get over it," he said, sounding depressed. It was then that he said something that almost made me jump. "Too bad we're not gay. We could just take care of each other right here."

Had I heard him right? Was he coming on to me? I would have passed it off as wishful thinking if I had not been so hard. I decided to chance it.

"You serious?" I asked.

"As horny as I am right now, yes," he replied.

This was everything I dreamed of. I wouldn't get this chance again. It was now or never. I decided to risk it all. "Scott," I said, a little nervous. "I have something to tell you. Promise me you won't freak out."

"Of course not," he replied.

I mustered up all my strength and prepared for the worst. "I am gay," I said nervously. Silence can be loud when you're waiting on a response to that statement. Seconds felt like hours. Finally, he broke the silence.

"I always suspected you were," he told me.

"You did?" I asked, a little surprised. I am very straight acting and even dated girls to dispel any rumors that might arise. I thought I hid it well.

"Yes, but you hid it well. Still, I always suspected."

"I wanted to tell you, but I didn't want to damage our friendship. I was afraid you would freak out if I told you."

"No, it's cool. To tell the truth, I've always been a little curious. What's it like being with another man?"

"If you're really curious, it would be easier to show you."

"If I say yes, will you promise me one thing?"

"What's that?" I asked, thinking he would swear me to silence.

"Don't stick anything up my butt," he said.

"I won't" I told him as I moved closer and my naked chest met his. We embraced and I kissed him. He liked that. He had never kissed a guy before. Slowly, I began to move down his body to his chest and licked and sucked his nipples. Scott moaned his pleasure. There wasn't mush light, but I could definitely see a bulge forming in his shorts as he got harder and harder. He obviously liked this. I moved on down until I reached the tent pole sticking up in his shorts. He moaned as I played with his very hard cock and fondled his balls through the fabric. I always did want to see what was inside those shorts.

Now I was going to see, hold, lick, suck, and otherwise pleasure my best friend. I would wait no longer for the prize. I reached inside the waistband and slowly pulled his shorts down. His pubes were blond too and the base of what appeared to be a nice cock came into view. I decided to go ahead and just pull them all the way off. His cock was perfect. It was about seven inches long, kind of thick, and cut with a big reddish-pink head. His balls were huge and hung low. I started with his balls, taking them in my mouth one at a time. Scott was writhing in pleasure, moaning loudly. Slowly, I ran my tongue up the shaft of his beautiful cock, around the head a couple of times, and then swallowed as much as I could. I heard him sigh and in almost a whisper say, "Oh, yes!". This told me I was doing something right. It didn't take long for his hands to find my head and direct the rhythm. We kept this up until he got close. I had planned to suck him off, but he pulled me off.

"I want to try this on you." he said, much to my surprise.

"Sure", I replied. What was I going to do, say no? Scott had a rocky start. I had to tell him to watch the teeth a few times, but his sucking skills were good for a beginner. In fact, he was excellent for a beginner. The combination of his good job and the fact that this was the man of my dreams could have driven me over the edge if I had not held back. U wasn't ready for this to end. Putting my hands on his head, I guided him up and down my very hard cock. I was in heaven.

Suddenly, Scott pulled my cock out of his mouth, looked me in the eyes, and said, "Can I fuck you?"

"Yes," I said. "Please do"

This is what I really wanted. I got on my back and pulled my legs up to my chest as Scott got my lube from the night stand and poured it on his cock and in my crack. After we were both lubed and ready, he proceeded to penetrate me. There was a lot of resistance at first due to his size, but we kept at it until he was inside me. The pain was intense, but Scott was patient and very gentle. As he began to move in and out, he went slow to give me time to get use to him. I had to stop stroking myself or I would shoot too soon. After a few minutes, Scott picked up the pace. He was hitting areas inside me that no one else ever had. As he got closer and faster, I began to notice a tingling sensation in my balls. I was still not stroking myself to keep from cumming. My balls ached for release. The sensation got more intense every time Scott pushed into me. I knew I was about to blow my load even if I didn't touch my cock. Scott was on the edge. Without even touching my cock, I exploded. I tightened my butt and just let myself go over the edge. This caused Scott to explode too. I shot big stream after big stream onto my chest and his as he creamed my insides, unloading his balls inside my tight butt. When our orgasms subsided, Scott fell on top of me and we just held each other for a long time, saying nothing.

"Thank you," he whispered in my ear. "That was probably the best sex I ever had."

We slept well that night, with Scott holding me tight all night. The next day, Scott went back to his place. He dumped the whore, got his things together, and moved in with me. I heard she didn't get the promotion she was after. Some other woman with bigger boobs got it instead. As for Scott, he had finally found someone who would never hurt him or betray his trust. He had found love.