Gay Erotic Stories

A story which I just finished reading reminded me of a young friend of mine, whom I thought I was seducing but in actual fact he was doing it to me. Mitch had just turned 18. We met through a club about a year earlier and had become good buddies. Mitch was a good-looking kid, somewhat nervous with a kind of an odd shake to his hands when concentrating and a funny quiver to his voice when talking. I always liked the fresh, young grinning sight of him right from the very first time that we looked at each other across a meeting room. I went directly across the room and no trouble in striking up a conversation with him that ended up with me driving him home as it was on the way for me. Over the next few months when we met the talk got to sex as it always does when young guys get together, but nothing ever transpired. But I had one little "thing" happen with him when he was visiting my place. I had put an erotic "straight" super 8 film on the projector in my study. I was in my office type armchair and Mitch was beside me half-reclining on a convertible day sofa/bed. As the action on the screen heated up so did I. I really couldn't take my eyes off of his tight jeans. I asked, "I wonder how this is affecting you?" I reached over and gently rubbed where I thought his cock should be. Nothing---flat as a pancake. I panicked and withdrew my hand for the time being. After what seemed a long time he said "You weren't even close!!" However I chickened out for that day! About a month later I was visiting his parent's place and having a game of pool with him. I was winning and he playfully acted hurt to be losing. So to try and take my concentration away from the game he left the room and brought back a skin magazine, which he probably took from his father's stash. His parents were conveniently away for the afternoon. This didn't work to distract me so he went to get a girlie calendar and finally his most recent high school yearbook. In the yearbook he pointed out two well-built girls who were gymnasts wearing only their tight brief revealing outfits. I took this as a bit of a hint. I asked, "What would you do if one of them were right beside you now and did this"? At that point I reached over and felt his very enlarged cock pushing against the denim of his tight Levi's. There was no mistaking it this time as it was pushing the fabric out quite a bit. I proceeded to knead the spot as he stared straight ahead at the book. His breathing became a bit funny! I asked if it felt all right and he said, "It's too tight!" Therefore I reached for the large metallic button at the top of the jeans and pulled it open with what seemed a very loud "SNAP"! I then pulled down the tab of the heavy metal zipper, which made a noise as loud as the ripping sound of heavy fabric. Then came a real nice surprise---he was wearing rainbow-colored tight bikini underwear that really showed him off well. (I wonder if he changed into them when he left the room for the pictures?) The head of his cock was just about showing over the waistband as it strained to free itself of it's enforced space. I saw that he was relatively hairless on his upper legs and torso. His legs were long and nicely shaped with the high cut sides of the fabric exposing a lot of upper thigh area. He actually had a swimmer's build. The bikini nicely framed the hot area of his young body. There was just a trace of narrow light hair running from the top center of his bikini to a few centimeters below his navel. The flat hard stomach extended up to the hairless pea shaped nipples, which were now quite pronounced. It was now the right time to rub that beautiful piece of meat through the fabric. I continued to squeeze and rub his wonderful hot organ through the tight skimpy material. I could feel the ridges and veins pulsing all around the shaft as I worked it over in my hand. With my other hand I pulled his jeans down further to expose the upper areas of his thighs ("eye-candy") and managed to get my fingers working on the wonderful skimpily clothed area of his ass. He did quite a bit of ethnic Russian folk dancing---the type where they crouch and kick their legs out while still crouching, so therefore he had great leg and butt muscles. At this time he said, "It's still too tight!" He was starting to arc his lower back and tilt his pelvis with small inward and outward thrusts towards me. The effects on me were very pronounced---I had a raging bone thrusting against my own underwear and casual tight dark slacks. My breathing rate had accelerated to quite a rate and I of course felt extremely horny. I reached upward, put my hand into the top front panel of the tight firm waistband of his bikini, and gently but slowly pulled downwards. His cock swung free. It was extremely rigid, about 6.75 inches and arced upwards at least a 45-degree angle. The circumcised mushroom hooded head was very purple and engorged. I circled it with my fingers----his breathing really got ragged and he said he felt light-headed. His cock was almost hot in my hand and I was starting to feel a nice bit of lubrication slowly running from the tip! Meanwhile my free hand continued to circle and grip his now bare ass. The smooth well-rounded twin globes of skin and muscle were like a wonderful firm putty in my grasping, clawing hand. My middle finger was tracing down deeper and deeper into his beautiful young tight crevasse until I could feel a bit of moisture deliciously surrounding the tip. There was a kind of involuntary quivering muscle action by his buns on my finger---it was like a tight glove! Suddenly his whole body stiffened! -------- He heard a noise from upstairs; his parents had arrived home! Quickly he pulled up the bikinis and reversed the whole process that we had just gone through. I was shaking so badly with the need to relieve myself, that on the way home I could hardly steer the car! It was the end of a wonderful day until the next time we could meet, which was about a month later.