Gay Erotic Stories

It was Winter break of my sophomore year in college and, obviously, I came back home for the holidays. What do I look like you ask? Well, I'm Italian and Irish, about 6'2", and around 175 lbs. I got a nice body, better then average, no Adonis but definitely good-looking. A couple handfuls of my close friends knew about me being bi-sexual but it's still not public information. Now you must understand, where I'm from is close to a big city, one of the biggest in the world actually, but is possibly one of the least interesting places to live. On any given night you can find about 100 cars full of teenagers, doing nothing but driving around and smokin' da ganje. Which, on this night is exactly what my friend and me decided to do. Now my friend is a year older than me and is the hottest Puerto Rican thug I have ever met (We really didn't look like we'd ever be friends, but we’re really tight.) He and I are extreme pot-heads and do this often. We'll just drive around all night, bullshittin’ with a nice blunt to keep us company. Tony and me have been friends since the 7th grade, and unbeknownst to him, I've wanted to have sex with him the entire time. He was just way too sexy not to. He knew about my sexuality and was completely cool with it. Another thing you should know about Tony...smoking made him very tired and sometimes he'd even fall asleep while we were driving around. I think you see where this is going.

I never bothered him while he "napped" but would glance over at him and admire how damn hot he was. One night however, I got a little more daring. Without taking my eyes of the road, I reached over and brushed the bulge in his jeans (he had a fucking anaconda down there). Although he didn't even flinch, it made me very nervous and I pulled my hand back pretty quick. In order to test how sound of a sleeper he was, rather than slowing down for the near-by speed bumps, I sped up so it would jostle him. Nothing. Not a sound. I'm pretty sure I could have taken him to an airport runway and he still would have slept like a baby. This made me feel much more comfortable and daring, so with no further ado I reached for his button and undid it, along with the zipper. I was a very skilled driver, as you can see. Normally, I would of stopped and fondled him through the silk boxers he had on, but I was much too excited. I dove right in and pulled his 4inch soft, fat cock out and held it in my hand. It felt like gold, it was the most beautiful cock I'd ever seen. I started jerkin it slowly and in no time he was startin’ to grow. In about 1 minute he was fully hard at about 9 1/2 inches. Gorgeous. I jerked him harder and harder and the most he did was turn his head slightly, still sound asleep though. I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled down a deserted street, parked and turned my lights off.

As my mouth watered I managed to pull his pants down enough to let his cock completely out. I stared in awe for about a second before I wrapped my lips around his dick. I cut right to the case and went all the way to the base, getting his head and his whole shaft nice n wet. I felt like I was dreaming as his fat cock went in and out of mouth.

This went on for about 3 minutes before Tony let out a light moan. I quickly pulled away and sat up. I was petrified. He could easily beat the shit outta me.

To my surprise, he just looks at me with a devilish grin and says, "Ain't no one tell you to stop." That was my queue. I went right back to work. This time he puts his hand on the back of my head and guides my head as his cock pulsates in my mouth. His moaning gets a lot louder and I can tell by the fact that he's buckin’ with my suckin’ that he's about to cum. I wasn't gonna waste this.

He started whispering, "Bro, I'm gonna cum....bro...BRO!" He had no idea that I was dead set on swallowing his load, and I had no idea exactly how much he was gonna give me. Stream after stream of hot jizz went down my throat and I swallowed as much as I could, but there must have been at least a half-gallon. It started to leak out of my mouth onto his dick. After his screaming subsided, he panted heavily and looked at me with admiration as I licked the last of the cum from his now soft cock. He packed himself back up and as I started to leave I said, "Always wanted to do that." and he kind of giggled. We were both really quiet the ride back. I pulled up to his house. He started to get out but stopped, looked me in the eye and said, "Maybe next time I'll get REALLY fucked up and return the favor." With that I was at full mast and he left. All I could think about after that was just how stoned and drunk I was gonna make sure he was next time...