Gay Erotic Stories

When I was 19 there was a really hard snowstorm that hit our state; we received 22 inches of snow in a matter of 18 hours. My dad was concerned about our houseboat and cabin on the lake so he called my brother-in-law to see if he could go down and check on them. The lake had risen over the winter and with all the cold weather the lake had frozen over. Wade (not his real name) told dad that he could do it and said he would be by later in the day to get the keys. Dad gave me the keys and told me to give them to Wade as he was going to check things out. When Wade got to the house he grabbed a soda and we got to talking about the snow and how much fun it would be to try ice fishing at the cabin, so I called Dad and asked if I could go to the cabin with Wade. He agreed, since the roads to the cabin could be rough and if Wade needed any help I would be there to assist. I grabbed a few things for the drive and Wade called my sister to let her know that he wasn't going down there alone and that we were going try some ice fishing. On the way down to the lake, we stopped at the minute mart to get some beer, soda, and chips. We had a couple of sandwiches made, filled the car with gas and headed on down. I went to get a cigarette out of my Marlboro box and Wade noticed the joints that I had put in it. He asked if I liked smoking weed and I told him that I enjoyed it but that it usually made me either tired or horny. He looked at me and smiled. Then he said that he hadn't smoked any since he was in college and that he might like to share one with me. I told him that was cool, and instead of lighting my cigarette I pulled out one of the joints and lit it. I took a good hit off of it and passed it to Wade. He took a hit and started coughing. I commented on how he was an amateur and that he should try again. We smoked the rest of the joint on the road to the cabin. When we got to the turnoff to the lake the roads were real icy. We got stuck twice and had to use the winch on the front of the jeep to get out. We finally got to the cabin and made sure that all the windows were secure and that the pipes hadn’t froze up. While he was down checking on the houseboat I got a fire going in the stove to heat the place up. I went over to the side of the cabin and yelled over at Wade to see if he wanted me to come down and help with the boats. He told me that he was finishing up and the he would be up in a minute. I got our sandwiches out and opened a couple of beers, turned the TV on and waited for him to come back up. I must have dozed off (the remnants of the joint we had smoked), because the next thing I heard was Wade in the bathroom taking a leak. I just sat there and listened to him and the strong sound of him peeing. His piss was hitting the bowl and making a loud, intoxicating sound. I was thinking about how big his cock must be if he was making that kind of sound while urinating. Wade isn’t a pretty boy; he's more of a rugged farmer type. Strong frame of 6’1”, approximately 180 pounds, and has a chiseled body, which I got to see a lot as our family spent most weekends on the lake. I had seen the outline of his cock several times in his swimsuit but had never seen it. I even listened one night while he and my sister were fucking in their room at the cabin. I think his best feature, though, is the mat of hair that covers his body: he’s as blonde as blonde can be, but he is covered in a mat of black hair. His pecs are covered in a hair that no matter what he does always seems to be combed outward from his nickel sized nipples. He has a thick happy trail that runs right down to his navel then, widens out to the pants that cover it. His legs are strong since he cuts tobacco and is on them all day, and they’re also covered in the same dark hair. He finished in the restroom and came into the living area of the cabin. When he came out he had stripped down to his thermal underwear and socks; the fire had really warmed the place up. He asked if I was ready to eat, so I got up and ate with him. We sat back in front of the TV and finished our dinner and beer. As Wade put the stuff back in the cooler, he grabbed a couple of beers. I decided that I was getting a little hot so I took my jacket and my t-shirt off, just leaving my undershirt on. Then I took my shoes off and took my cigarette pack out of my coat and sat back down. I smoked a cigarette and Wade sat back down and we were talking about bullshit. Wade asked me to hand him his backpack so that he could get a smoke. When I picked it up I heard two video boxes hit each other as he had stopped by the video store before coming to get the keys. Wade got a little red. I asked him what they were and he said that he thought he was going to come down by himself and if for some reason he got stuck he’d have something to do. I asked him what he had gotten and he just shrugged it off. He asked me if I had another joint and I pulled one out while he grabbed up another couple of beers. When he sat back down his cell phone rang. He answered it and it was my dad checking to see if we made it down ok. Wade told him that we had but that the roads were really bad and that we were going to stay the night. He asked dad to call my sister and let her know. About a half-hour later my sister called Wade to let him know that she was going to stay at dad’s, so that she didn’t have to drive home alone. He took the phone to the bathroom and I couldn't make out what they were saying. I figured he was getting lovey-dovey with her. I started watching the news and he came out of the bathroom. He went to the cooler to get another beer and went back to the bathroom but didn’t close the door. They talked for a few more minutes, then I heard him say that he promised that he wouldn't hurt me. I thought for a second then decided that I must not have understood what he said. He got off the phone and came back in to sit down. I lit the joint and took a couple of hits then passed it to him. He sat there smoking it and got real quiet. After we finished off the joint I told him to put one of the tapes in and I’d get us a snack (munchies had set in from the weed). He told me that he didn’t think that I would want to see the videos because they were porn, and that he didn’t think I would be comfortable. I told him that if he brought them that obviously he wanted to see them, and that it was cool with me. He got one out and put it in and we sat back to watch the flick. It started out with this handsome hitchhiking kid getting picked up by some married lady. She took him home and they started fucking. After he fucked her for a while he pulled out of her and shoved his fat cock down her throat. I looked over at Wade and he had this goofy look on his face. I noticed he had slid his hand down to the mass growing under his thermal underwear. He looked at me and said, “What…?” I said that he must have been liking what he saw because of the way he was rubbing himself and the funny look on his face. Wade said no, that he just liked watching a good blowjob. I asked him if he liked it when my sister did it to him and he shook his head, no. I asked why and he said that she didn’t like it in her mouth and wouldn't do it. I smiled at him and went back to watching the movie. The guy in the movie was still fucking this girl’s face when the door opened and the woman’s husband stormed in. There were some words said, then the husband told the guy to continue fucking this bitch. The husband undressed and he had a body that looked just like Wade’s. Then he took hold of his cock and I thought that must be what his would look like. When the husband came over to the other two he just shoved his cock down the throat of the guy who was humping his wife’s face. I had imagined a few times what it was like to see two men together but this was a first for me. Here it was, right on the TV set. The husband pumped the man’s face good and hard until it looked like he was going to blow. He told the man to fuck his bitch and lay on top of her. Then the husband mounted the man, sandwiching him. I asked Wade what kind of movie this was and he said that it was a bi-sexual tape. But he has a tent in his underwear that I couldn’t take my eyes off of. I said that it looked like the weed had the same effect on him as it does me. He said yes, that it did, and he was really horny. He stood up and pulled his thermals off and sat back on the couch with his legs spread open and running his hands all over his thick cock. It was at least 8.5 to 9 inches long and uncut. He sat there looking back at the movie, stroking his cock and said that he hoped I didn't mind, but that he had to take care of a problem. I watched him and the movie, back and forth, for a few minutes and could tell that he was checking me out also from time to time. Then he said, "Damn! I wish we had found us a hitch hiker on the way down here." I looked at him and laughed. Then I really don't know where it came from, but I said to him, "Well, you did pick me up on the way here, so technically I am a hitchhiker." He looked over at me, kind of smiled, then stood up. He kicked his thermal underwear the rest of the way off and then came over and stood in front of me on the couch. I looked up at him and he told me to suck his cock like the hitchhiker in the movie. I sat up and took hold of his cock. I looked him in the face and took the head of his cock into my mouth. He put both hands on both sides of my head and started to pump his cock into my mouth. It was amazing; I had never even thought of it before and here I was with my studly brother-in-law pushing his manhood down my throat. I started to gag a little and he let up, pulled his cock out of my mouth and went to his backpack. He pulled out this little bottle and brought it back over. He opened it up and told me to take a long, hard sniff of it and to hold it in. I did as he told me and handed the bottle back to him; he took it to his nose and inhaled also. Then he looked back at me and said, "Take my cock and pull my juices out of me." I took his cock back in my throat and he started to fuck my face like a mad man. I was loving it, too. That little bottle helped me open my throat muscles to take his tube all the way down my throat and I loved the way his balls were bouncing off my chin each time he pumped in and out. I felt his bulbous head pushing in and out of my throat. He was pumping all the way in so that his bush was tickling my nose. Then he pulled all the way out and pulled the foreskin open on his cock. He told me to lick the inside of it, and that he was going to reward me for my hard work. I started to tongue his foreskin passage and felt his head getting harder and harder as I ran my tongue over it. I could tell from his breathing that he was about to come, so I took the little bottle and inhaled really deep. I handed him the bottle and I got down on my knees and started licking where I had left off. He finished with the bottle and put his hands on both sides of my head again. He looked at me and said that I was about to become his cocksucking bitch. Then he pushed his cock all the way into the back of my throat. He started to pick up the pace and I knew that it wasn’t going to be long. He pushed in then pulled it all the way out. He looked at me and told me that I was the best thing that had ever surrounded his cock and that my reward was soon to be mine. He put his hand on the back of my head and, without warning, shoved it all the way to the back of my throat again; this time, though, he just held it there. I felt his butt tightening as he pushed his juices down my throat. I just kept swallowing as I felt gush after gush of hot liquid filling my guts. It was salty and sweet and I wanted more. He held me there until he went soft. I got up and found that I had had an orgasm in my pants. Wade just laughed. We got cleaned up and sat back down. He told me that he knew that he was finally going to get me to suck him off when I agreed to come with him. He also told me that he had told my sister that he was going to get it from me, and that’s when he promised not to hurt me. My sister was the only one that knew that I had thoughts about being with another man but had not ever acted on it. Wade, as I found out, was bi-sexual and told my sister that he would help me find out. It started a wonderful experience in my life that I will cherish forever. Wade divorced my sister and we had a few more good times. But those are other stories. Hope you liked this one and, if you did, e-mail me and let me know.