Gay Erotic Stories

“Hey Dawson, You wanna Play?” Chris Wolfe’s words echoed over and over in Dawson’s mind and in his dreams, ever since he said them last night at the party. Dawson had seen Chris nod to one of his football friends, Todd, as he was leading Jen upstairs. Todd had followed them up, and after a few minutes Dawson decided to follow also. He opened the door, and saw Jen on her knees on the bed, Chirs’ friend was kneeling behind her. Chris was standing in front of Jen, with his pants open, one hand on the back of her head, the other slowly stroking his hard cock. Chris looked up at Dawson, and made eye contact for what seemed like minutes, and kept stroking himself, while he rubbed Jen’s head. Dawson’s eyes drifted back to Chris’s groin. “Hey Dawson, you wanna play?”, he said. Dawson pulled his eyes away from Chris’s erection, and walked over to the bed. He lifted Jen in his arms, and said “Let’s get out of here.” As Dawson carried Jen into the yard, he glanced up at the open window to see Chris and Todd embracing and kissing. After Jen chewed him out, and threw up a couple of times, he took Jen to his father’s apartment to sleep it off. Hours later, in his own bed, Dawson could not get the image of Chris out of his mind. He felt himself getting hard, as he kept remembering the look that Chris had given him, as he stoked his hard cock in Jen’s face. Dawson reached into his underwear, and began lightly stoking his balls, as his cock got even harder. He pulled his underwear off, and slid his feet off of the bed and onto the floor. Dawson spread his legs, and reached to encircle his cock with his right hand, while he played with his balls with his left. He began pumping furiously, still imagining Chris stoking himself. Dawson reached down with the index finger of his left hand, and began toying with his ass opening, while still keeping pressure on his balls with the palm of his hand, and his thumb. He squeezed his cock head hard with his right hand, and pushed the index finger of his other into his ass. The pleasure of entering his ass was incredible, and Dawson began chanting, Oh Chris, oh yeah, do me, oh god yeah, while continuing to finger himself, and to stroke his cock. He felt the pressure building at the base of his cock, and rammed his finger as far as he could into his ass, and pumped furiously on his hard bulging cock. The cum shot out of his prick with a vengeance, striking Dawson in the face, and getting on his chest, and arms. Dawson’s ass contracted around his index finger, with each spurt of cum. Dawson, pumped for a few more strokes, as his orgasm subsided, then pulled his finger out of his ass, and reached for his underwear on the floor. He cleaned himself with the underwear, than lay back on the bed, exhausted from his few short minutes of working himself. Dawson wondered what was going on with him. He knew he wasn’t gay. He had been sexually attracted to Jen, before she dumped him, and had wanted to sleep with her. He had also wanted to sleep with his friend/girlfriend Joey before they broke up. He had never even really given Chris a second thought before, other than to think that he was a creep who slept with all the girls he could, then dumped them. Now it seemed that Chris was not only into sleeping with every girl he could, but maybe a few guys on the side as well. Dawson didn’t even know Chris’s friend who he had seen with him in the room, but began to wonder what it would be like to feel what he had been feeling when Chris embraced him. The feel of his hot hard body next to his skin, the hard cock pushing against his own, and the masculine, sweaty smell of Chris’s body, as he drove his tongue into his mouth. Dawson was hard again just thinking about it, and drifted off to sleep stoking his cock, and imaging Chris on top of him. The next morning Dawson woke up with his hand still gripped tightly around his morning erection. He began idly stroking himself, and once again he started thinking about Chris, and seeing him last night. Dawson got up, walked into the bathroom, and turned on the shower. He reached for a bar of soap, and turned it around a few times in his hand to get some lather. Then he grabbed his cock, and turned his back to the showerhead so it wouldn’t wash away the soap. He began humping his hand, faster now, till he worked up a good rhythm. Imagining that his hand was Chris’s ass, he began moving his groin faster and faster. Finally, after only a minute or so, he shot a huge load onto the shower wall. Dawson leaned his back against the shower wall and turned around to wash up Later in the morning, as Dawson entered the school building, he felt waves of anticipation and excitement coming over him like waves. Chris was in his first class of the morning. Dawson arrived a little early, and took a seat near the back of the room. Chris came in as the room was filling up, and took the only available seat, directly in front of Dawson. Dawson thought that Chris might be a little pissed that he had taken Jen out of the room last night, and thought maybe he should say something, but instead he just set there. As Chris sat down, he looked at Dawson, and smiled. Then he turned around, and said Hey Dawson. Dawson noticed that Chris’s hand was in his lap and he was rubbing his cock through his jeans. Dawson found himself staring, then looked up and noticed that Chris was staring at him. Chris winked, and turned back around. Dawson sat there feeling even more foolish. Mr. Martin began lecturing and told the class that they would be doing another group project, and that this time they would be able to choose their own partners. Dawson was wondering if he could somehow manage it so that he and Chris would be partners, but did not know how to approach it without giving away what he was really thinking. Then Chris turned around, and said how about it Dawson? You and me on this thing? Dawson, said “yeah sure that would be great”. “Great” Chris said, “my parents and sister are out of town so how about if you come over around six. We can order a pizza or something, and get a start on the project”. Dawson, could not believe how things were working out. He began thinking about what might happen with Chris later, and began to get an erection. He looked up again, surprised to find that Chris was staring at his lap now. Chris looked up at Dawson, and smiled and winked at him again. Dawson felt himself turning red with embarrassment, and immediately lost his erection. Dawson arrived at Chris’s house at 6, and rang the doorbell. Chris opened the door wearing a wet Speedo swim suit, that didn’t leave much to the imagination. Hi Dawson, come on in, Chris said. I just went for a swim, and need to hop in the shower before we start studying. You can hang out here or come on upstairs if you want. Then Chris turned around and headed up the stairs. After a couple of minutes Dawson followed him up. The door to Chris’ room was open and Dawson could hear water running, so he went in and sat on the bed. Dawson saw a pile of clothes on the floor next to the bed, and picked through them till he found Chris’ underwear. Since the water was still running, he thought Chris would be busy for a couple of minutes, so he picked the underwear up, and began smelling the crotch. Dawson lost himself in the sweaty smell of Chris’ balls that clung to his underwear. He was suddenly brought back to senses with a loud voice saying “What the hell are you doing?” Dawson hadn’t heard the water turn off, or the bathroom door open he had been so into what he was doing. Now Chris was standing about a foot away, fully nude with a towel hanging around his neck. “I’m sorry, geez, I’m sorry” Dawson stammered, and started to stand up. Chris smiled, and put a hand on Dawson’s shoulder and pushed him back into a sitting position. That’s ok man. It’s ok, Chris said, and moved so that he was standing directly in front of Dawson. Dawson looked straight ahead at Chris penis as it slowly began to rise. “So Dawson, do you wanna play now?”, asked Chris. Dawson reached out and began playing with Chris’ ball sack, and Chris became fully hard. He moved even closer to Dawson, and now his hard on was directly in Dawson’s face. Dawson stuck his tongue out, and began tentatively licking the head of Chris’ engorged cock. Oh yeah, go ahead man, its all yours Chris said. Dawson swallowed the head then, and began sucking back and forth on the head of Chris’ dick. Chris began humping Dawson’s face, and placed both hands on his head and began pulling Dawson up and down in a rhythm. “Oh yeah man, that is so good, Dawson, you feel so good on my dick”. Dawson could not believe the ecstasy he was feeling, the smell and taste of Chris’ dick was sending him over the edge. His own penis was incredibly hard in his pants, and was becoming somewhat painful. Chris pulled out of Dawson’s mouth, and said, gee you better do something about that before you cut off the circulation and hurt yourself. He pulled Dawson’s T-shirt off, and pushed him back on the bed. Then he began undoing Dawson’s pants, and pulled them down. Dawson kicked off his shoes, and Chris pulled his pants completely off. Then Chris put his hand on Dawson’s throbbing erection through his underwear, and began massaging Dawson’s bulge. Chris knelt down in front of Dawson then, and pulled his underwear off, and put Dawson’s cock in his mouth in one motion. Dawson began moaning, and thrusting his hips to push his cock further into Chris’s waiting mouth. Almost instantly Dawson shot a load of cum into Chris’s throat, and began moaning, and thrusting as hard and as fast as he could. Chris held on, and swallowed all of Dawson’s cum as it gushed out. Then Chris let go of Dawson’s cock, and began kissing and licking his way up Dawson’s stomach, and chest until he reached his neck. Then he kissed him, and Dawson tasted his own hot salty cum in Chris mouth, as they locked tongues, and explored each others mouths. Dawson was still hard and felt Chris’s own hard penis against his cock, as Chris began grinding his hips thrusting his cock against Dawson’s as they kissed. Chris pulled back, and reached over to his nightstand and grabbed a condom sitting there. He unwrapped it, and rolled it onto Dawson’s dick, then straddled Dawson. “This is your first time isn’t it”, Chris asked? Yeah, yeah it is Dawson said. Then Chris reached into a drawer, pulled out some KY jelly, and put some on his finger. He pushed it into his ass, then came back on top of Dawson, and guided Dawson’s penis to his ass opening. Then he slowly sat down on Dawson’s cock. Dawson could not believe the feeling. He was looking at Chris’s hard penis in front of him, and feeling the incredible sweet smooth ass of Chris around his throbbing cock. Chris grabbed his own cock, and began slowly stroking it as he began going up and down on Dawson’s dick. Oh yeah man, fuck me, fuck me hard Chris said, as he started getting into the rhythm. Dawson put his hands on Chris shoulders, and pulled him back down for another kiss, feeling Chris still pumping his own cock against Dawson’s stomach, as Chris’ ass massaged his dick. The feel of Chris hot sweaty body against Dawson’s naked flesh was too incredible. And Dawson shot another load, bucking hard against Chris, and filling the condom. When Dawson’s orgasm had subsided, Chris sat up, Dawson’s dick still in his ass, and began stroking his cock with a furry. Oh yeah man come on me, come on me, Dawson screamed. Chris paused in a downward stoke. And looked at Dawson. Then he aimed his cock at Dawson’s face. And stroked again. Chris’ cum exploded from the tip of his penis, hitting Dawson hard in the face. Dawson reached out with his tongue, and found a wad of cum, and pulled it back into his mouth. Three more equally hard spurts struck Dawson in the face, as Chris moaned and squirmed on Dawson’s cock. Then he lay forward, and kissed Dawson again. Suddenly Chris pulled away. Thanks man that was nice, Chris said and stood up pulling away from Dawson. We’d better get cleaned up now and start on the project. Then Chris picked up his clothes, wiped himself with the towel, and got dressed. Then Chris walked out of the room. Dawson felt his spirits sink. Was this what it was like for all of the women that Chris had been with? Didn’t what had just happened between them mean anything to Chris? Dawson stood up, removed the condom, wiped up and quickly dressed. As he headed downstairs he saw Chris sitting at the dining room table with an open book. In here, Chris called out, and Dawson went in sat down at the table. Chris, I don’t know… Dawson began, “Hey man,” Chris interrupted, “Let’s just get busy, okay?” Dejected, Dawson looked down at the open book, and began reading. (to be continued)