Gay Erotic Stories

I remember meeting the man of my dreams back in high school, my junior year, by my closest friends little sister, at the time his girlfriend and it took three years before anything happened. He is 6'3, body so smooth and tone, you could literally bounce a penny on it, and his face was sculpted as if he was one of Leonardo's works of art. He had long sandy brown hair, that just slightly curled at the ends, eyes of the truest blue with a hint of silver, and his lips were the most kissable lips I have ever had the pleasure of kissing.

We'll call him Bastian.

Well, one night, "Bastian," and I went to a party together at one of my friends houses, and I was trying to hook him up with one of the girls, of course he failed, and he ended up staying at my house that night. He had gotten drunk and I drove home. Now, everyone knows I'm gay and I sleep naked on a regular basis, even him.

When we got back to my house, I didn't hesitate and I just took of my clothes and got under the sheets and if that's not the worst part, my room is always at 60 degrees and I love it and my friends tend to sleep close because my body temperature is always high and I radiate heat.

While we laid in bed we started talking about a few things here and there regarding friends, relationships and the party. That probably lasted about five minutes before he changed the subject to sex. We were talking about our experiences and where we had done it. Well, I will admit at the time I had only slept with one man, but if you count oral, that's a completely different story. For another time of course. After our conversation ceased, I tried to fall asleep, but Bastian would not have that.

"Adam?" He asked quietly.

"Hm?"

Could you do me a favor?" He seemed shy and scared.

"Hmm?" I opened my eyes a bit at the time and he was in looking me in the eyes.

"Could you please give me head?" He had on a brilliantly gorgeous smile, and I believe he could have made the polar ice caps melt with that smile.

"What?" shock and confusion, and of course excitement filled my every fiber in my body.

"Please, it's been such a long time since I have had sex, I just need to blow a load and masturbation just isn't cutting it for me anymore." He had stripped down to his boxers before jumping into bed and I had already seen the outline of his cock through his boxer briefs. I was already turned on at that moment to, just laying next to him.

"Bastian, are you sure?" I have already sucked many straight men by this time but for some reason I was hesitant.

"Yes, please." He pulled down his underwear and there before my eyes was his cock and balls. So glorious and LARGE. He was 9" and maybe 2 1/2 inches in circumference. It was literally shaped like a torpedo, and now my cock was nearly 7" and throbbing in agony for him.

With not another word, I reached down and grabbed his cock, and a small moan escaped his mouth. I stroked it for a moment or two and precum spilled out over his head and lubricated his cock. I then bent down and started to lick it up. He ever so slightly twitched. I wrapped my lips, a.k.a. D.S.L.'s (dick sucking lips as I have been told), and started to slowly suck his dick.

At first I played around with just the head, which mind you was a bit difficult; at first, but then after I got used to his size, I started to deep throat him. I could feel the head of his cock hit the back of my throat every time I went down. I would switch between my mouth and my hand every now and then to keep it going, but the words that came from his lips next shocked me.

"Let me suck you now." He sat up and started to kiss me passionately. Our lips locked, our tongues dancing, and my wanting him grew.

He then laid me down and started to give me head. He was really good at what he did. His tongue and lips moved expertly over my cock and he even played with my balls a bit. Before I climaxed I pulled him up and started to kiss him. He then put his legs between mine and spread them wide. Before I knew it I felt a surging pain in my ass and knew he was barely in. At first I wanted to scream for him to get out but then I felt nothing but pure pleasure.

He kept it up for quite a while and would kiss my lips anytime he could, His body moved so effortlessly and his pelvis would slap against my ass. I started to stroke my own cock, it was throbbing like mad.

The movements felt amazing. The moans could not be contained and my cum covered my stomach and chest, some even got in my hair. When he finally came, it filled my insides and I couldn't help but feel utter satisfaction from it. He then fell on top of me and we cuddled for what seemed a long time. He finally had to move away from me and cool down. After his body temp went back down, I was in his arms again, and I fell asleep like that, and woke up like that.

Lets just say, he came back for seconds and thirds.