Gay Erotic Stories

I've been a stripper since I was in college. I've only performed for women so it was never a sexual experience so much as work, since I'm gay. Normally I make it a policy to only perform for women,so that nothing happens, but one night my friend, John, asked me to perform for his brother, I was hesitant at first, but he convinced me saying that nothing would happen. I believed him because he had been my good friend for a long time, and he knew our friendship could be compromised. I showed up at John's brother, Gary's house. I was wearing a business suit I had specially tailored to accentuate my body (I'm 6'3", red/green, broad shouldered and athletic)and also to rip away from my body but still look like a normal suit. When I got there he answered the door. I could tell there was a party because I could hear the noise. The fact that Gary was already buzzed was also a clue. I pride myself on my looks, it's my business -- but Gary easily matched my looks, he was my height, slicked-back, black hair, dark complexion, chiseled features and well developed body. I set up to start the show, put on music and slowly went through my routine. All of the guys there were gay, so most of them stopped to watch my act, and I noticed them getting excited. Gary especially was showing signs of arousal. He stood up, his schlong poking a tent in his slacks, walked over to me and put his hands on my shoulders. "sit down, it's your turn" he said. I sat on the couch, Gary put on another song from my cd and started to dance, mimicking my routine at first, but soon he got into it and I could see him getting into it. His hips were gyrating as he rubbed his hands up and down his body, enhancing his own pleasure in the process. My own 8 incher was beefing up just watching him. One of Gary's friends noticed and undid my fly. At the same time, Gary started undoing his own shirt and took it off, revealing his developed chest, complete with a light fuzz of black hairs, right as his friend put my dick in his mouth. The blowjob was good, as far as drunk guys can give, but my attention was on Gary. The slacks were eased down those round globes of his ass slowly and his cotton boxers were revealed. His dick popped up as much as it could from within the boxers. I was really heating up and Gary was really going at it. The music intensified as Gary started to vigorously, yet sensually rub his ass and crotch. I could feel myself coming close and was trying to hold it off. But when Gary slipped his thumbs into the watseband of his underwear and eased it down, I could see from his face that he was as close as I was. As the elastic slipped from his 7 1/2 incher, his hips bucked and a shot of white cum came out right as I blew my load into his friends mouth. When our orgasms subsided, we looked at each other and kissed.