Gay Erotic Stories

I promise you this story is true. Brown hair. Big, soulful, brown eyes. 5'8. 155 lbs of perfection. Incredibly built hairy legs. Soccar shorts. Adidas soccar shoes over size 12 feet. Amazingly full lips. There he stood: Brian. The most beautiful young man I had ever laid eyes on. I know I must have stared for some length of time before finally standing up and offering my hand for a firm shake. It was my first day at KHS as the new music teacher and several of the returning students had come by to meet their new teacher. As this was my first public school job, I didn't know exactly what to expect and was a little aprehensive about the new experience. After seeing Brian, however, another feeling took precidence: I would see him naked and perhaps even touch his beautiful nude body. I didn't know why I knew this would happen, but I felt it deep within me. These were not the normal types of feelings I was used to. I'd been married for about 7 years and had pretty much put my homosexual tendencies on hold. Permanently, I thought. Brian brought them all rushing back. I couldn't wait for the time when he would be mine. Over the course of the next two years Brian and I became closer and closer. I had made a vow that I would somehow maintain my ethics and not initiate anything physical until after Brian's graduation. This became more and more difficult as we became closer and I received what I was sure were sexual signals from this beautiful young man. I was happy to act as the older brother Brian had never had. A product of a broden home, Brian had very little male guidance at home. Often was the time that I would offer advice about dating and his relationship with the several girls he dated throughout high-shool. Once, Brian even brought up the subject of masturbation. Is seems his step-father had caught him in the act and had told him, in his inimitable southern baptist way, that it was wrong. I was quick to assure him that all men did it and that it was very healthy and normal. He seemed to really appreciate my advice on the subject and I really appreciated the fact that I was sitting behind my desk so he couldn't see the bulge in my khakis. I wasn't sure I could hold out the final few months until he graduated before I initiated some sex education. How surprised I was when he beat me to it. The week after graduation I got a call from Brian saying that he wanted to try my gym. He planned to attend a near-by college in the fall and this was the closest gym to the school. Naturally, I quickly offered to bring him on a guest pass. That afternoon, Brian rang the doorbell. I almost fell to my knees when I opened the door to see him standing there: shirtless, wearing nothing but a pair of soccar shorts. (Brian is a serious soccar player) More than a few heads turned as we walked into the gym. We enjoyed a good, sweaty work-out and finally decided to hit the showers. I could barely keep myself from running to the locker room at the thought of finally seeing Brian naked. We made small talk as we both opened our lockers and began to undress. I got naked first and was pumped to notice him checking out my well-toned body and healthy sized dick. He followed quickly behind me and I finally cast my eyes on his beautiful cock. He wasn't as large as me, but possesed a pefectly shaped penis and nice sized balls surrounded by thick, dark brown pubic hair. His ass was the perfect, firm, twin orbs of muscle I knew it would be. Lightly covered with curly brown hair. We quickly showered and I was delighted to loan him my bar of soap when he stuck his head in my stall and told me he had forgotten his. I wanted to invite him to stay for me to scrub his back and more, but instead handed him my bar. After a couple of minutes, I decided to retrieve the soap. Sticking my head through the curtain, I nearly gasped as I watched him running the bar between his perfect ass cheeks. He quickly turned and returned the soap and there was no doubt that his dick had grown in the warm suds. I couldn't resist plucking the curly brown hairs off the soap and putting them in my mouth. My balls were churning. When we returned to my house, I quickly offered Brian a beer to help him cool down. He accepted without a moments hesitation. We stretched out on the sectional in the living room and after finishing a six pack we managed to bring the subject around to sex. He had hinted that his current girlfriend was a little slow to come across and I asked him how things were in that area. He said they were still pretty slow and had not yet had sex except for a pretty lousy hand job. I made a joke about how marriage often caused the sex life to slow and he said "Well, thank goodness we still have our own hands to make us feel good." That was all I could take. I suddenly blurted out, "Yeah, what would we do without porn?" He took the bait. "You got any?", he asked with a mischievous grin. "I've got a world class collection," I replied, "Come on." My head was spinning as I led him to the bedroom. I popped one of my nastiest, "Nasty Nymphos 17" in the VCR. What the heck, I thought, and offered him a joint. "Definitely." he said. Even passing the joint and sharing spit was exciting me. The action on the screen was geting hotter and hotter as I watched out of the corner of my eye as his shorts began to tent and his hand moved down to his growing dick. I took the hint and reached down to slowly rub my own crotch, spreading my legs and letting out a low growl. Next, he slipped his hand inside his shorts and started thrusting his hips in rhythm with the action on screen. Before I could do the same, he suddenly ripped his shorts and underwear down around his ankles. "Hope you don't mind if I get serious about this,"he said. "I'm right behind you, dude," I replied and stripped mine off along with my t-shirt. After getting completely naked, Brian got wild with his masturbation. I opened the bed-side table drawer and offered him some lube. In no time we were both sliding our fists over our dicks at a furious pace. "Man,"he said,"you've got a big dick." I loved the fact that he had no qualms about looking at my dick. Between the beer, pot and unbelievable testosterone in the room, I lost all inhibitions and asked him if he wanted to feel it. My dick was in his fist before the words were out of my mouth. Brian thrust his hips toward me and I reached out and grabbed this perfect young man's hard penis. We were in a frenzy of slick, hot jerking off, our eyes moving back and forth from the tv screen and our hard cocks. In a few minutes I felt the unmistakable feeling of his cock getting ready to shoot. I knew it would take me a little longer and was worried about how eager he would be to jerk me off after he had cum. His hips thrusted uncontrolably as he shot off a huge load on to his chest and all over my fist. But, amazingly, his dick showed no signs of softening as I continued to slide my fist over his hard mushroom head. "Keep working it, man", he said, and I gladly kept up my pace, feeling my own load building in my balls. I offered him the bottle of lube and he looked me in the eye as he reached over and scooped some of his cum into his hand and rubbed it over my twitching cock. I followed suit, and took a fistful to his still-hard dick. We continued to stare into each others eyes as we stroked our dicks. I could see the passion building inside his eyes and knew he was getting ready to shoot another load as I felt my orgasm starting. My legs involuntarily jerked and my neck tightened as I began to shoot the biggest load of my life. Not since I was a teenager had I had such a large orgasm. As my cum was streaming across my chest and stomach I felt another big load shooting from his cock. Suddenly, Brian rolled on top of me and began rubbing his sperm covered dick, stomach and chest against mine--his smooth chest and sharp contrast in texture to my moderately hairy one. Amazing feelings overtook my body as I fest our cum combining and matting my chest and pubic hair. Then we were still. I could feel our breathing slowing as he lay on top of me. Brian kept very slowly rubbing his shrinking dick against mine, his balls hanging losely over mine. "I've been waiting for this for a long time", he said, "Since the first day I met you." It was then I remembered that strong feeling of knowing that this day would come and not knowing why on that day when I first saw him. tv screen and our hard cocks.