Gay Erotic Stories

Hey, name's Bayu. I live in Los Angeles, California. Something happened to me just the other day. After this story I promise you'll learn that "sex doesn't always cum as easy as you think!" It was basically a normal Thursday at Dorsey High School. After all it was spring and football was long over, so the school was calm. Yeah right, Dorsey calm! Not in a million years. The bell rang at 12:40 for us to end our lunch and get to class within 6 minutes. I left my crew and made my way up to AP English- Modern Literature. Three feet from the door I slam into this guy. "Damn" I thought as I looked at this brotha who's name will be "X". X was dark skin, light brown eyes, 5'9, 168 lb, and possessed satan's unnatural redish brown hair. Don't get me wrong, he was sexy, but the "damn" was because he looked identically like myself. X turned and looked at me. I stood still knowing that X noticed the same thing I did. We stared at each other until the bell rang. 3 minutes had gone by and yet nothing left our mouths. Not a "How do you do sir!" or "What you looking at?" Nothing! I stepped back and sat at my table. These females I was talking to were asking “did I have a brother at the school.” I was like "naw, he just look like and shit" All day I thought about X. How is it possible for somebody to look like me but have no blood relation. Two o'clock rolled around and it was time for practice. I jumped in the locker room with a smile on my face. Although track was rather boring, I loved kicking it will my best friend Ryan. That Negro could make Hitler laugh at himself. I slowly took off my vest showing my huge dark brown nipples and nicely cut chest. I don't intend to lie, my body isn't all extra buff but my legs are another matter. My shorts dropped to the ground revealing my huge dark thighs then calf muscles. I turned to grab my track tights when I saw X staring across the way. "What in the fuck are you staring at Nigga. Damn, do you want these nuts!", I said yelling so that everyone could hear. X dropped his bag and stared walking towards me. "Nigga, ain't no body looking at you fag ass bitch!," he said 3 inches from my face. "Look nigga, my bad," I said as I turned away from him. Still in my tights I proceeded with stacking my locker properly until I was in my track uniform and my school clothes in the locker. X stood their looking. " Listen, hommy, I know we look alike and all but you in the hell are you staring at?," I said walking onto the courtyard. Suddenly out of no where X came and tackled me. His legs pinning my arms to the floor, swung and hit continuously with his fist. Over and over again I was being pounded. Somehow with the grace of the Angels I kicked him off. "My turn" I thought to myself. I ran at him and elbowed him in the jaw then ripped his shirt open. I suddenly dropped my guard. "Damn" as the shirt flew to the ground and revealed his chest. Like myself he wasn't all buff but his chest and his reddish skin was to kill for. That moment of memory lose allowed X to punch me in the jaw and force me to the floor where I pinned him down. "What in the fuck are you doing dawg!" I yelled not noticing a crowd of people surrounding us like a fire in a blaze. Out of nowhere, two men jumped over the crowd and grabbed my jersey and pulled me off. X was still on the ground with tears in his eyes. Part of me felt bad, this kid was new in the school and reminded me so much of myself, so full of rage. Then again, he did just whoop my ass. Both X and I were pulled apart and being dragged literally to the Dean's office. Just as we hit the door I turned and kicked X in the nuts. If you've ever kick been kicked in the nuts by a male whose calf muscles are the size of melons, then imagine a female doing it times thousand. X hit the floor screaming and so did I since the guard holding me sucker punched me in the face giving me a shiner. X and I were once again dragged into a vacant room and locked it. "Listen niggas. If ya don't want to get kicked out, then I suggest ya fight now, beat the shit out each other, and leave the rest for us to send to class!" Okay I thought as I saw X slowly climb on a table and lay down back facing the table. Standing near the door, I turned to look in the window, my eye was fucked up! X began to moan in pain and I felt guilty every moment. So I walked over to X and stood before him. "Listen, whatever is going on between us has to wait. I know that I shouldn't have tried to be put you on front street dawg," I said staring his chest." But we have to check out whatever you got. I know you in pain." X looked up and opened his mouth and nothing came out. I suppose I said enough for both of us, but then X spoke. "I shouldn't have stared at you, but you reminded me of my boy from Inglewood cuz," X said. "then again, we do look alike. Oh shit my ball hurt." I slowly gravitated towards his chest which was beating heavenly from the pain. oh boy, you know I wanted to some whip cream now! "X, dawg listen. They ain't coming to get us until later on, in about an hour, so let me check out the damage I dished out." I said trying to be kind. "Fuck naw. Nigga I don't want you touching my shit," he said. "I got enough shit for both us, now shut up nigga. I could have done some major damage. X slowly removed his pants. Caution was every part of the process. I stood close watching his hands remove his pants. His baggy jeans slipped to the ground showing his tight boxers. We looked each other in the eyes then stared at his penis popping out the boxers. It was swollen bad. I had really down some damage. He knew I was sorry, I didn't wish anything like that on anybody. I slowly moved my hand from my pockets to his penis. "X dawg, don't worry. Listen I have to see whether or not you have some torn muscle," I said lying. I just wanted to touch it and so I shall. I felt his penis and it was beautiful. I was 4 feet long, dark like chocolate with a little bit of spice, his head was like a missile and his dick a rocket. X began to get hard all of a sudden. His began to breathe easy. I rubbed his penis and slowly his balls. My head began to gravitate towards his penis and soon it was in my mouth. X moaned aloud but no one could hear. So his penis was stiff and towered around 7 inches. Hey, it's not 11 inches, but what could do with 11 inches. Soon his moans caused his hands to slip onto my own which lied on his penis. He smiled and began to speak aloud. "X damn, nigga. This shit feels better. They teach you this in track," X said laughing. "Naw, just in puberty 101 nigga," I responded. I licked his balls gently and ran my tongue up to the head. Then I licked his head and tongue kissed his penis's mouth. Soon the penis was deep within my throat. X moaned and began to stir. I let up off his head then licked some more. I smiled and began to jack him off when 2 sec’s into the motion he spurt all over my arm and in my eye. I fell back and slipped on some cum on the floor. I hit the floor butt first like an earthquake. "I was blinded by some cum" I thought on the floor desperately struggling with cum in my eye. "My bad nigga. I've been holding that shit for a week. And you know how it feel when you ain't nut in a week or so," X said panting. I smiled and stood up with one eye open and stroked his dick to make sure all the cum was out and it couldn't attack no more. Moments later X's pants were up and we were kissing. He had posted me again the wall and held my butt firmly. His tongue embarrassed mine in a fight, for pleasure. The door slammed open and we separated quickly as to not draw any attention. "You bitches ain't dead! So ya'll better leave before I kick both ya asses," said the guard. X and I smiled as the guard exited first. I looked at x and hunched my shoulders and walked out the door just as X slapped my ass. "See you tonight cuz on the courtyard tonight. Bring a rubber and shit!," X said as I walked off. Damn, ain't that vain. I just gave head to a person who looked a lot like myself. This had been a funny day!