Gay Erotic Stories

This is a flashback story. The events took place 5 years ago. It was Saturday, November 18, 1995, a cool winter day, that has stuck in my mind and will always stay in my mind until I die. Around 1:00 p.m. that day, we buried my uncle. He had died of an heart-attack and I was very sad. After the funeral, we went back to my aunt’s house to eat. It was a small funeral, which really made me sad. So around, 7:45 p.m., I received a phone call from my man Jamal. I really didn't want to deal with nobody after an emotional day like that. He told me he was coming over to my house and I told him "no", but he insisted. He came over around 8:00 p.m. My mother and my sister was also home with me. So, in trying to avoid him, I went to the bathroom. He was very horny at this point and was trying to get into the bathroom with me. My mother found this very odd, but didn't think anything about it. So, we went into my mother's room where we watched TV. e stretched out over the bed and I could see his thick, curved dick bulge through his black wind-pants. He asked me to feel it because it was calling my name. I did and I swear I heard it call me name, but my heart wasn't ready for sex. He was very angry, but he didn't understand how I was feeling. Then, my mother decided to go out, so she wanted me to go and stay at Jamal's house until she came back. We arrived at his house around 8:30. is mother and her boyfriend were on their way to the club. So, I'm all alone with him, his brother and cousin. They made the sleeping arrangements and at 11:30 p.m. he told me I had to sleep with him. I knew what he wanted, but I couldn't tell anybody because they wouldn't have believed me. So, our backs are facing each other. Then, I noticed him take his hand and start feeling on me. The touch was so sensational, that my body began to quiver. He asked me was I ready and I said, "yes". So, he patiently undresses me and uses his long, red tongue and made circles around my chest and all the way down to my sweet spot. He said, "I'm going to suck your dick". So, I'm laying helpless on the bed and my man is hooking me up. The lights were off and so were all our clothes. He quietly penetrates me with his 8 inch red, uncut dick. I begin to moan, but he puts his hand over my mouth so I won't wake his brothers. I moves in slowly and slowly until he starts long dicking me. It feels good and I tell him not to stop.{See the thing I liked about Jamal was not only his big dick or pretty light skinned body, but his ability to MAKE LOVE the right way. While he's making love to me, he leans up and starts kissing me. Then, he makes his way back to my tits, were he makes them tingle. After about 30 min. of pure pleasure, he tells me he is about to come. So, he pulls the condom off and I suck the rest of his insides as he falls over helplessly. Hey, I had to hook him up with some head, since he waited patiently for me to give him some ass. Well, that was five {5} years ago and was the LAST TIME we ever had sex with each other. He moved and I haven't seen him since that night. I, also, have never been in another relationship with nobody, because no one can compare to the spontaneous in Jamal. I will forever remember him and this day for as long as I live. THE END