Gay Erotic Stories

I had seen Brent at Jeff's house earlier that evening. Because I wanted to talk to Brent before he left to go out of town the next day, I went to his house late that same evening. I waited for him longer than I had expected. When I saw his car traveling down the road toward his house, I got the urge to do something really crazy. I had always been curious about what Brent looked like without clothes, and I thought this might be the perfect chance to find out. Instead of waiting for him on the porch, I ran to the back of his house. The shutters on the windows had been removed because they were being painted, so my view what great from every angle. When Brent came into his bedroom, he started to clean up. As he did this, he began to play with himself with his right hand. He then went to his bathroom to take a leak. When he came out, he had his shorts off, and I could see the bulge in his underwear. What a turn on. But this was just the beginning. Brent went back into the bathroom to brush his teeth. When he came back into the bathroom, he was carrying something to read or look at, but I couldn't tell what it was. When Brent lay down on his bed, I move to another window so I could see better. As soon as I looked into the window, I saw Brent pull his briefs down to his thighs and begin masturbating big time with his right hand. Wow --- what an incredible sight. He was really gripping his dick and giving it a real workout from bottom to top. It didn't take long for him to get really hard. Brent was about 7" long and about 1 1/2" thick. The head of his dick was beautiful, and I was now (much to my amazement) gawking at his dick. As he continued to jack off, Brent was looking at his dick grow thicker and even harder. I had never seen another guy jack off, although I know every guy does it. This was an unusual treat. Brent then turned onto his right side and began looking at what I believe were some pictures of shirtless guys that we both knew. To think that Brent was gay or bisexual had never crossed my mind, but everything he was doing led me to no other conclusion. As he turned each page of photographs, he went back to playing with his dick and pulling it left and right like a stickshift toward both of his thighs. Wow --- he was really hard now. Brent pulled his underwear down further so he could jack off without the elastic band of his underwear getting in the way. Brent then turned onto his back and continued to give his dick a great workout. But this time, he was laying flat on his back with his head flat on the bed. His facial expression told me that he was fantasizing and really enjoying the sensation. After a little while, his dick started to soften just a little bit. He started to work on the head again, and he immediately became rock hard again. Unfortunately, Brent turned out the lights. But I stayed a few more minutes. Smart move. After only a couple of minutes, I heard Brent moaning --- softly at first and then louder --- while he was obviously jacking off in bed. After a few seconds, his moans became louder and louder until I heard a louder than ever grunt of relief. I knew what had happened. Brent had masturbated until he came. What an incredible "stroke" of luck. After a minute, Brent turned his table lamp back on. I saw Brent completely naked and lying flat on his back. He was milking his dick and panting from the exhilaration. Then Brent really shocked me. He had cum into his hand and he began to look at his hand curiously. What was he going to do? Much to my surprise, he raised his hand to his mouth and licked some of the cum from his hand. Unbelievable! I would have never imagined that an innocent visit to Brent's house would lead to such a show. I went home and jacked off that night.