Gay Erotic Stories

I have a million reasons why I’m friends with Jesse Marquette, for one he’s a really funny guy; friendly, and outgoing. He was our school’s class clown. Even though he’s only 5'1, he made up for his height with his sense of humor and amazingly fit body from football. Nobody messed with him, and everyone loved him. He was really the all-around guy to be friends with in school. But the real reason I loved being friends with Jesse was because he has a hobby that not a lot of other people found fascinating, I however, did. Jesse loved to be naked wherever he could to get a laugh. Especially around us guys. He got a rise out of taking off his clothes and exhibiting himself. It wouldn’t matter if it was the locker room, the classroom, or the the gym, Jesse loved to prank us all by streaking through the room and making everyone uncomfortable. The first time things switched up was one day after gym class. He and the other jocks had baseball so they were on their way to sex ed, which was all male because our school wanted guys and girls to learn that seperately. Word was out that our teacher Mr. Guthrie was running late today, so our class did what we did best and goofed around. In come some of the baseball team still wet from the locker room showers. In last comes Jesse, dawning nothing but his baseball shirt and a towel beneath. Friends and classmates heckle him; some laughing, some pulling at the towel. “Whats the deal Jesse?” a classmate Joey asks with a chuckle. He tells us he soaked his clothes in locker room and everyone has a riot. “What do you intend to for the rest of the day?

“Guess I’m going to have to carry this towel or right up until 3:30”, he says, prompting more laughter from the other guys. The group horseplay around, Jesse still the center of attention. One guy decides to grab the towel and yanks it from Jesse’s waist leaving him bare-assed in nothing but a white T and his red converse. The group loses it in laughter. This only eggs on Jesse. He begins swinging his dick towards some of our mates, some backing up every which way to get away from the 18-year-old’s swinging 5 inch cock.

“Dude, who took his towel?” barks a friend Mark, covering his eyes. “You know he likes this.”

Jesse turns to him, now in the middle of group, smiling. “What?” he says slowly tugging at his cock, that has now grown thicker before the group of guys. “You mean this? This bother you Mawky Mawk?“”Dude, quit.” In seconds my classmates dick grows to a full 7 inches of veiny girth in from of us guys. Jesse slowly pulls on, laughing the entire time.

“Dude what the fuck?!” says one of his fellow jock friends, Ricky. “That thing is too hard. Chill Bro.” Jesse walks closer to him, still laughing and now pulling tighter and tighter on his dick. “Better watch out Ricky.” Jesse’s closeness prompts Ricky and others to jolt back. The class is in a roar of laughter. Jesse walks around the room, moaning loudly and causing our male classmates to squirm and evade to other parts of the room. Some laugh, some shield their eyes.

“Jesse, chill, you fucking freak!” Another jock Kyle says as he watches the outside of the door. “Guthrie will be here any minute!”

Jesse tenses up before us. “O-okay, okay, I’ll make this quick.” The group silences the dull roar of whispers. “Make what quick?” “Is he..?” “Dude, he better not"

Jesse lets out one last laugh before he closes his eyes and leans against a desk. "Are you crazy?!” Says Kyle, still watching out for the door. “Dude, we’re a bunch of guys, don’t do that.”

Jesse squinces. “Bro, I cant…” He tenses more. “I-I was trying to be funny and now I- I…” The group gathers disipates at the sound of him grunting. Some turn away, some continue to laugh, others watch on the edge of their seat. “Oh shit, he’s going to..” It was too late. A small pool of pre-cum drips from his cock just before Jesse sprays shot after shot of hot cum across the class. Groans and laughter fill the room as the tiny jock empties his cock like a supersoaker, moaning in pleasure in front all of us. Cum hits backpacks and desks as continues to pull on his dick, oozing out every drop for all to see. Jesse’s climax leaves him shaking in the middle of room as our male counterparts stare in disbelief. As a way to break the tension to what could of have been a reputation-ending day for him, I began clapping. I began clapping and laughing. Others joined. Jesse finally opened his eyes and began laughing hysterically, all while he played with his fallen soldier that had left hi, covered in a mess of hot semen. I throw him the towel and he cleans up. Guys make it back to their seats, some traumatized, some slightly aroused. All in all, Jesse was still our class clown. After twenty minutes of more heckling and us crowning Jesse the sickest fucker in school, a substitute finally arrives. “So sorry for the delay, your teacher called in and..” The young college-aged teacher stops in his tracks at the sight of a sweaty Jesse in a towel. “Um son, I may be new here but do your attire is innappropiate” The classroom laughs right as I interject. “You don’t even know the half of it.”