Gay Erotic Stories

Jason and I have been friends for many years. About a year after we met, Jason moved away, but we remained in touch. We saw each other on major holidays, and managed to meet up with one another when we were in town. From the time I met Jason, he always did something to me inside. I found him irresistible. He has the most incredible hands, and his eyes are just seducing. Jason always wore 501's and they made a statement. I always feared being caught copping a look at his package that the 501's so well accentuated. There were times he would come out and button his jeans in my presence, and make comments about how hung he was, and based on what I could see he was not kidding. In all the times we talked, Jason always seemed to act straight. I never thought that I would be able to have my way with him, but I always thought about it. I would fantasize about him all the time. It was a Saturday afternoon and Jason had been working on his car when I arrived at his place. He was all grimy and in a pair of ragged 501's and a T-shirt. I walked up to him and he was so glad I was there. He told me that he was almost done with the car, and he was feeling every bit of the labor in his back. When he finished, we went into his apartment, he took a shower and I proceeded to find something to watch on TV. When he came out to the living room he was in a pair of tight blue shorts, and he was shirtless. The sight of him was almost too much; I wanted him so bad. We made small talk for a while, when he mentioned that his back was still bothering him, and he asked if I would mind giving him a back rub. I was literally shaking. I told him "Not at all!" He laid face down on the floor and I sat next to him and began giving him a massage. I was sitting there rubbing his back thinking to myself, my dream of having him will never come true, but the massage alone was doing incredible things to me. He asked me if I would do his legs for him, so I worked my way down to his shorts. Wanting to rub his tight ass, but afraid to, I skipped over his shorts and went to work on his legs. Jason kept saying how good that felt and to continue. I could feel my cock get harder and harder with every motion my hands made over his gorgeous body. Suddenly Jason rolled over and asked me to rub his chest. I thought to myself, this is a bit odd, but continued, because I was enjoying giving the massage as much as he was enjoying being massaged. I noticed his eyes were closed and I took my chance to stare at his crotch. His manhood was so very near to me, but I feared trying anything that could cause our friendship to end. I continued massaging his chest until he fell asleep. Then I went to the bathroom and jerked off until I exploded. Jason had moved away shortly after that eventful Saturday. I still fantasized about doing more with my dear friend. I wanted so much to have him. I had never been with a man before, but I had incredible feelings for Jason. It was about two years later that Jason called me and told me that he would be in town on business, and wanted to know if he could stay with me. I said sure and was very excited about his visit, because it would be like old times. He arrived and he still had it going on in a major way. We went out on the town and ended up at a pool hall, we played some pool and drank a few beers. It was getting late and we headed home. On the way home he said to me, "I am incredibly horny!" I didn't know how to respond; so I just chuckled and said, "That's what beer does to us men." He just chuckled back, and we continued with small talk. When we arrived home, I went to the refrigerator and grabbed both of us a beer. As we drank the beer, we talked some more, and I walked behind the chair he was sitting in, and began rubbing his shoulders. Jason removed his shirt and lay down as I began giving him another intense massage. I was savoring every moment as I caressed his incredible body. It wasn't long before he stood up and removed his jeans to allow me to give him a leg massage. He stood in front of me in his tight underwear. I couldn't help but stare at the incredible package he had. He lay back down and I continued with the massage. My cock was throbbing by now, I wanted more and the fact that I was semi-drunk wasn't helping matters at all. I was becoming bolder and bolder as I massaged his legs and lower back. I started allowing my hands to run themselves over his ass cheeks. He began to tell me how good the massage felt, when he rolled over, I continued the massage on his chest. This went on and I was getting very hot. I wanted what was within my reach; all I could think about was giving him an incredible blow job, even if I had never done it before. I looked at his cock and it seemed to appear to be getting hard as it was pushing against his tight underwear. As I massaged him I got really bold, and allowed my hand to pass right near his tool. On one pass my finger touched its side. I about freaked out, but decided to just go with it. It wasn't too long from then when Jason grabbed my hand from his chest and placed my hand on his swollen member. I remember feeling his manhood through his underwear thinking I was going to die. I couldn't believe I was touching his massiveness. I began running my hand up and down his length and I used my thumb to massage its head. I could feel him getting harder as I did this. I was freaking inside as I did this, as I feared what was happening, thinking Jason is straight, when suddenly he lifted his hips and removed his underwear. When he did this, his hard member popped out of his undies and stood at attention. I sat there adoring Jason's massive pecker. It was so gorgeous, and it was so big. I had no idea it was going to be that big. It had to have been 8" long and it was very thick. So many thoughts were running through my head as I was trying to take in all of what was happening. I continued to massage him, but I was afraid to touch his pecker. I am not sure why, but I feared how he would react. I allowed my hands to massage his inner thigh to his middle chest. I allowed my fingers to run through his thick pubic hairs. My cock was about to pop through the material of the pants I was wearing, when Jason grabbed my hand and placed it on his hard cock. He lifted his head and said to me "I will make a deal with you, you can do anything you want, and you can tell me in the morning if I can't remember it." I became short of breath.....He just gave me total control. I couldn't believe that my dream was coming true. I just sat there stunned for a minute and he said, "Well?" I said, "I don't know if I can. He said, "What do you mean?" I said, "I don't know," but leaned down and placed my lips on his length. I was in shock at how soft it was, even though he was hard as a rock. It was a silky soft that I had never imagined. I was on such a rush. I began kissing his length as I placed my one hand on his balls, massaging them lightly as I was savoring the salty taste of his shaft. I reached the mushroom head and placed my lips around it and allowed my tongue to make circles around it until it found his hole. I continued this as I began to take more of his manhood in my warm wet mouth. I had wanted this moment for so long that I wanted this to last as long as possible. I began to allow myself to take more and more of him as I sucked on him. I took as much as I could until I began to gag. I began to take more and more of his hard pecker in a regular rhythm. Jason began to make soft moans of pleasure as I was fulfilling my dream. I could feel his cock head hit the back of my throat as I took as much of his length as I could. His cock tasted so good, I began to feel my balls tighten as I was sucking him off. I picked up the pace and began to fuck his cock with my mouth. I could feel his balls tense up as I filled my pants with my spunk. He placed his hand on my head and began to push my head down on his meat. As I would begin to gag he would pull me back up by my hair. I was sucking on him with all I had as he pulled me off of his muscle, and he exploded his load of cum all over his chest, as he moaned in ultimate pleasure. He came in massive gobs. There was an erotic scent in the room of our bodily fluids. We lay there next to one another and fell asleep. In the morning when we woke, he asked me if I could remember what happened, and whether I would do it again. I told him, "OH YES" on both accounts. I thanked him for a night I would never forget. This event was a couple of years ago. To this day whenever we get the chance, we continue to explore each other. This was just the start of our expeditions. Look for more to be posted as I share more about Jason and myself.