Gay Erotic Stories

First of all, this is a true story. Jack and I had met at a fraternity convention in New York the summer after we both graduated from our respective colleges - me in the South and him out west. I've always been attracted to other men, but never knew how to make it known that I was interested in experimenting. I have always led a very straight life and desired to change it up a little. My dilemma was that I didn't want anyone to know I had these desires, but I wanted to fulfill them! Little did I know that at this convention, I would be getting my wish. Being in the fraternity setting, it was a secure place for this to happen, because everyone has to appear to be straight. I was introduced to Jack and immediately throughout he was very cute. He had blonde hair, a very trim build, his eyes sparkled and he had a wonderful smile. He was in New York pursuing acting. He seemed very sweet and innocent, so I suspected he would not know how to give me a signal. The only way I would be able to tell if he thought I was cute was if his eye contact with me lingered...and it did. I didn't know what to do! Jack and I went out with other mutual friends, but nothing happened that weekend. I came back to New York a few times during that year and Jack and I met up. Again, I caught vibes from him and he even put his arm around me one night after a bunch of us went out to dinner. I was very intrigued and flirtatious, but in a straight way of course. I still wasn't sure what his signals were. Finally, I was coming to New York in the spring and made sure that he and I went out alone one evening. So, we hit a bar in Chelsea (which I later found out was the gay area) and had many beers. I still didn't know if he was giving me signals. We literally stumbled back to his apartment a few blocks away and rode the elevator up to the 11th floor. We got into his apartment and kind of crashed on the floor. There was an awkward silence for about 5 minutes. I started to get very nervous, because I knew something was up. My stomach started churning the juices, thoughts were racing through my head and the silence kept going. I was sitting there with my eyes closed and would occasionally look up at Jack, and he would be looking at me. I knew something was going to happen, because two straight guys don't sit in silence like this. It just was n't normal. I was incredibly nervous. I was actually quivering from the anxiety. The alcohol added another dimension to this. Somehow, and I don't know who moved first, but our fingers touched. The quivering got worse and the thoughts were racing faster. Our hands every so slowly touched more so that we were almost holding hands. It was like we were at a point of no return now. Jack spoke first and said, "Let's go into my room." We just got up and naturally walked into his bedroom. He turned the lights out and it was pitch black. It was as if everything that was about to happen in the dark was to stay in the dark. I remember moving my hands up and down his tight body and around his wonderful ass. I had never felt a man's body like this. I was so aroused! Our cocks touched as we stood face to face in the dark. What a sensation to grab both of our cocks at the same time in one hand. We lay down on the bed with me on my back. Jack began moving as though he was fucking me, but he was rubbing his hard dick over mine. He cupped my hands around his tight ass and felt his asshole. It was very tight. I then whispered for him to move his body up to my face so that I could suck his dick. He then slowly moved upwards and I could feel his cock move up my chest to my mouth. It was very different than what I imagined it would be like. The hard cock was soft to the touch in my mouth and was more difficult to suck than I though. Eventually I found a comfort zone and gave him real pleasure. I licked his balls and up and down the shaft. Jack then moved back down and his face came down on my cock. It felt like all the other blowjobs I had gotten from girls, but this was psychologically thrilling! He really seemed to know what he was doing and was unreservedly feeling my asshole. It felt incredible! As he kissed me, I couldn't help but notice the new sensation of feeling stubble. The kissing was just as good as with girls, but it was definitely a new experience. We kept sucking each other, but the alcohol must have had a staying effect on us. We then changed the pace a bit and began stroking each other. Jack was the first to cum and I rapidly stroked his cock. I could feel the warm cum on my hand - the first time I had seen or felt anyone else's but mine. He returned the favor and jacked me off until I came. We slept the rest of the night without talking about what had happened, but we both knew it would change our lives. The next morning, he walked me downstairs and we engaged in small talk. But we gave each other parting looks that said, "I enjoyed what happened. Let's keep it to ourselves."