Gay Erotic Stories

Spring break was coming, and four of us 20-year old fraternity brothers decided we were going tropical. Mike, Terry, Sam and I were determined to get to the Bahamas, even though none of us had much money. So we decided to drive to Miami and fly over from there. It was to be a 14-hour drive to Miami, and to break up the long drive; we spent the first night at my parents' house, which was about the halfway point.

At my parents' home, there were two bunk beds available and a sofa bed. "Who's going to sleep with Mike?" someone had asked in the car, just to give Mike a hard time. President of our fraternity, Mike was tall and strikingly handsome, with wavy brown hair and bright green eyes, broad shoulders, strong arms, and a well-developed chest. He was also a great student, tops in our senior class and headed to med school. Mike had the prettiest girlfriend, and they made a great couple. Since Mike was so "perfect", the rest of us worked hard to razz him a bit. So when the question was raised about someone sleeping with Mike, I said I'd share a bed with Mr. Perfect out of pity, adding to the razz.

That night, lying on the sofa bed I knew I was headed for trouble. I'd never slept beside another guy before, and it was impossible to sleep knowing that this gorgeous guy was inches away, in nothing but his white briefs. I had been having fantasies about this guy for months, but knew it was all in my head since we both had girl friends.

But as the night wore on, I smelled the clean scent of soap on his skin, felt the warmth coming from his body, and could see the smoothness and tautness of his chest. My heart began to race. I had to see more. There was enough moonlight in the room that when I lifted the sheet that covered us, I could see his underwear. He was breathing with sweet deep breaths that assured me he was sound asleep. So I kicked off the covers, and savored the sight of his lumpy briefs, all the while wondering what lurked underneath the fabric.

It wasn't long before looking and wondering just wasn't enough. As though there was a power I couldn't control, I rolled over right next to him, breathing deeply myself and pretending to be asleep. With the heat growing between us, I carefully allowed my arm to slide on top of him, making sure he'd think it was accidental if he should awaken. He didn't move! I froze with my arm lying across his stomach, my teeth gritted with nervousness, and my dick as hard as a rock.

The terror of being discovered made me even more excited. I stayed perfectly still for a while, faking sleep, and when there was no sign of any awakening on Mike's part, I let my arm slide slowly and carefully down until finally my hand found its treasure...it rested gently over his crotch. The emotional thrill was more than I could believe! And I still wanted more!

Slowly, lightly, I let my fingers trace the outline of his soft cock, identifying the head by the rim and feeling the roundness of his sizeable balls. So far, so good. I was hard as a rock and almost ready to cum. Could I go even further? Could I possibly reach into his briefs and touch that precious package?

All of a sudden, Mike moved. I froze with fear, faking sleep, even pretending to snore a bit so it wouldn't look suspicious. Then I acted unsettled and rolled over on my side, facing away from Mike and removing my hand. Mike didn't seem to wake up, but he rolled over to his side as well, and because we were close, he wound up spooning with me, with the crook of his knees in the crook of my knees and his warm breath on the back of my neck.

Terrified at being caught, I lay perfectly still. Seconds ticked away and minutes were moving on the alarm clock beside me. Then, Mike's breathing changed a bit, and his arm rolled over on my hip. After letting him settle there for a few minutes, I decided to roll on my back and see if I could maneuver his hand onto my own crotch. I wouldn't be able to jack off that way, but I would have the fantasy of having his hand on me.

What luck! Mike's hand not only landed on the front of my briefs, but his long fingers were right on my throbbing member! A little bit of wiggling on my part was the closest I'd ever been to being jerked off by a guy.

All of a sudden, Mike seemed to wake up. I froze again, afraid of being caught and of offending my friend. I noticed his head moving as he checked out the situation. It seemed like hours that I lay there, but Mike didn't move his hand, despite the now shallow breathing. The next thing I knew, his fingers were tracing the outline of my cock, which was still impeccably solid.

He was feeling me up! Then his tracing turned to stroking, and damn if his fingers didn't find my waistband and slide inside. What could I do, but roll over give him full access? As I peeked out through my semi-closed eyelids, it was clear that he was fully awake and looking at me. I moaned. He stroked harder. I groaned, he smiled. I opened my eyes fully and looked him straight in his big, beautiful green eyes, and the connection was electric!

Mike slid my waistband down, leaving my briefs around my knees. I did the same to him, and found his hardness waiting for me. I stroked him and felt the incredible heat of his thick manhood. I was so ready to cum! But then Mike grabbed the sheet at the bottom of the bed and pulled it up to cover both of us up to our necks. Wondering if our session was over, I was curious to see that he ducked his head under the sheets.

I was about to feel the most thrilling feeling I'd ever experienced. Mike's luscious lips enveloped my throbbing cock, and eventually sucked it all the way to the base. The heat from his mouth and the smoothness of his wet tongue was incredible! I hoped it would never end. Knowing that I was sure to cum soon, I pulled his head away and slid myself down under the sheet, finding his manhood and gently taking it into my own mouth. Having never sucked a dick before, I was intent to do it as he had, covering my teeth with my lips and letting my tongue work its way around the cockhead. The tip of my tongue found the slit in his dick, and I worked the top and underside. All the while, he was rubbing the top of my head with his hands to express his appreciation and pleasure.

Sucking was such a delight! Coming up for air, we kissed and stroked each other's chests. We were exploring each other with such pleasure, and with a little more stroking and ball handling, both of us were ready to blow. He gave me warning, and I felt his hot juice shooting. That was all I needed, and my own dick started its own eruption.

We cleaned up with our underwear and slept in each other's arms for the rest of the night. Both of us were pretty sleepy the next day, but neither cared. We were secretly planning how we would get to enjoy more of each other during our travels with two straight guys.

Exploring the Bahamas was fun, but exploring Mike was even better! We found opportunities for sex every night when the others were asleep. They all thought I was such a nice guy for agreeing to sleep with Mr. Perfect!