Gay Erotic Stories

True Confessions is a fictional story and is not based on real life or people.

I am mesmerized by his beauty, a beauty that goes beyond the wonderful voluptuous lips, the innocent and penetrating medium dark brown eyes, and the picture perfect smile that melts me into a puddle of cum. His name is Joel, a friend, confident, fellow adventurer; we met on the basketball court, he asked me to come by his house over the weekend, but to bring nice clothes and a change so we could go to church together.

We played sports, went on adventure walks, talked all night while watching movies. We learned to draw, and picked up Latino dance, among other things. We shared a mutual admiration that truly brought us together, many thought that we were brothers, we even dressed similarly. We watched porn a few times, and loved to talk about sex as much as we could. Most of our friends were all hot guys, the guys that were hot enough to be noticed.

Joel was lean, athletic, strong and naturally defined and I loved watching his body glisten in the mid-day sun, I would watch very carefully the drops of sweat travel down his chest and along his flat stomach until they disappear into the waistband of his shorts or briefs. His plump ass-cheeks was very provocative -- beautifully sculptured globes of firm flesh. I took every reasonable opportunity to brush up, touch, slap, or bump-up against those hot buns… oh man, those buns were the focus on my jerk off sessions.

I was a sack of mixed emotions as my love for him grew while listening to the church people name this kind of love, sin saying it’s only lust – but I kept it all in the silence of my heart, for a while at least. I was chosen to be an assistant young leader to my peers in the church. The people loved me, and I loved the people, but my love for Joel was stronger each day as it was with my leadership in church. I found myself at the cross-roads of faith and gay-love, which became more intense when one day while watching porno we were sporting tents, making all sorts of sexually charged comments and even some low moans and grunts as we rubbed our bulges and pulled on our ball sac. We were almost caught mid way through the movie when we heard someone coming up the stairs. We scattered to the four winds… as usual, Joel and I ended up in the backyard playing B-ball.

We began to talk about how hot the movie was and what we liked about the scenes when Joel confessed that he had never masturbated. I was surprised because we were in our mid-teens. I am not sure how, but we ended up in his room, where I, in details, described how to jerk-off and the different techniques that he could use to bring himself to pleasure. I was so worked up by my vivid and graphic description that I had one of the most erotic hardons I ever experienced, even stronger than the ones provoked by those midnight erotic fantasies. My inhibitions went out the window as I fully grasped my hard cock over my thin shorts. Pulled straight out, my bush became visible to Joel; I watched his brown puppy eyes open wide as my pubes were exposed to him. I started stroking and giving more details, I saw him paying attention as if his own life depended upon my “show and tell.”

Joel’s brother walked in and almost caught me in my aroused state. I was so startled and workup that I quickly made my way to bathroom where I peeled my clothing off and jerked off until I exploded all over the place. The aroma of cum was intoxicating. I swooped some cum with my fingers and brought it to my mouth; as I tasted it, I imagined it was Joel’s love juice I had on my tongue. I love the taste of cum.

I knew I needed a shower, but it wasn’t possible at the moment. So I cleaned-up and headed back to Joel’s room. The next day, pulled me aside and told me that after I had left the day before, he went to the bathroom and mimicked my movements and it was feeling really good when suddenly he felt a pressure pain… but because jerking his cock felt so good he ignored that sensation and kept at it when surprisingly “white goo” leaped from his uncut cock and splattered all over the tile wall. Joel said in amazement and fright how much of that white goo was on the wall he thinks he squirted at least seven times and oozed some more. Oh fuck that made me hard again. He asked if that was normal, to which I answered yes, and we had more sex talk and cum talk but his brother came along and we switched topics for Joel didn’t want his brother to know.

His mom sent him to take a shower and get ready to go to church, he asked me to wait for him, and so I did. As I was hanging out I heard him calling me asking me to bring him a towel; I pretended not to hear him so I opened the door, and there was Joel walking towards the door in all his glory. He froze as he saw me and so did I when I saw his fuck pole, fuck was it gorgeous! His still boyish cock was nicely developed and his young bush matted by the water. His foreskin hung long beyond his cockhead, almost like in a little pucker, very inviting to kiss and suck. His cock was thick in the middle and his cockhead was in the classical bullet head shape, his semi smooth balls were clinging onto his thigh.

We sat together at church and I was constantly thinking of his cock and the full visual I got from him. The preacher told us to stand and I noticed his bulge with the corner of my eye. I couldn’t wait until the preacher would say AMEN so I could look at Joel’s bulge more closely. And just as the Amen was said, Joel pulled me by the arm towards him and whispered to me that he was hard. I pretended not to believe him and he said, look, I was more than eager to do so, and fuck what a bulge was that! His penis line was very visible, and I was gawking… I think I even had my mouth open. He shook my shoulder and said, “Don’t be so obvious, we’re in church.” I told him not to worry, I had him covered, to walk closely behind me and no one would notice, after all we were inseparable (so no one would think it was odd).

We were startled by the preacher when, from behind, he placed a hand on our shoulders and looked us in the eyes and said, “Well guys, is there anything you want to confess?” Joel and I looked at each other, then to the preacher …and he added: “I noticed you were distracted today, I bet your thinking about your finals, well… don’t, I know you’ll do well in school it’ll be okay, just trust yourself and pray to Jesus.” What a relief, we thought that we had been caught… as we were walking out the door, the preacher, with a mischievous grin, called our names and said, “we will have a chat later this week, once school is out.”