Gay Erotic Stories

MenOnTheNet.com

Getting Peyton Manning's Autograph

by Aaron


I knew that he would be in his dorm room playing back the game on video. That is just what he normally did after every football game. Tennessee had beat Alabama, but still, Peyton Manning wanted to learn from watching his plays so that he could always improve to be the best at quarterbacking. Peyton Manning had been my fantasy ever since he came to Tennessee to play football. Now was my chance. You see, I was on a field trip with my senior class. We were getting to spend the weekend on the University of Tennessee campus in hopes that some of us would make this our choice for college. I thought that I would casually knock on his door and just ask for his autograph. I didn't want to appear to forceful. As he opened the door, my heart surely skipped a beat. He was only wearing a pair of silk boxers. I wanted to throw him down on his bed that very minute, but I merely asked, "I was just wondering if it would be too much of a bother to get your autograph." His southern hospitality then kicked in. He told me that he would be honored to give me his autograph. He asked me if I was with the high school group that was visiting the campus, and if I was coming to school at UT the next year. I told him that I was thinking very seriously about it. He then asked me if I would like to come in. Of course, I was just dying for him to ask that question. I said, "Sure, maybe just for a little bit." My eyes drifted over his body. He was so well-built. His chest just bulged with firmness. His nipples were poking out, and I was wanting so badly to suck on them. I could see that beautiful bulge in his silk boxers. The outline of his cock had to be at least 7 inches. As he began to sign the football that I had brought, I asked, "How much time do you spend in the weight room every week?" He said, "Well, a pretty good bit! Why do you ask that?" I said, "Well, I can't help but admire what a great shape you are in. I've been working out some, but man, I don't know if I can ever get as firm and fit as you are." What happened next was what I had been dreaming for ever since I had laid eyes on Peyton Manning. He said, "Why don't you take off your shirt so I can see just what kind of shape you are in?" As I pulled my shirt off, he reached over and placed both of his hands on my chest and began to massage. "Feels like your firming up pretty good," he said. "Put your hands on my chest and see what you think." As I reached out to touch the guy that I had fantasized about for so long, I couldn't help but feel a tightness in my pants. All of the times that I had jerked-off while looking at his picture, and here I was getting to touch his chest. I rubbed my hands over his chest and then I couldn't help it any longer. I began to roll his nipples between my thumb and forefinger. He sort of laid his head back and moaned a bit. He said, "Man, if you are going to keep that up, I am going to have to lay down." So, sure enough, he headed for his bed. He laid down on his back, and I noticed his dick slide out the edge of his silk boxers. He said, "Well, don't just stand there. Are you going to come over here and check out how firm I am, or what?" I gladly accepted the invitation. I began to massage his chest and rub my hands over his firm stomach. I rubbed my hands down the length of his arms, gently squeezing his biceps. I went back to his nipples and began to roll them between my fingers again. He closed his eyes and moaned a little bit more. I then had worked up enough courage that I leaned down and placed my lips to his. Without ever opening his eyes, he inserted his tongue into my mouth and explored every one of my teeth with the tip of his tongue. I then felt his arms reach around me and pull me down on top of him. There I was lying chest to chest, dick to dick, and mouth to mouth with my favorite college quarterback, Peyton Manning. As he pulled me close to him, it was then that he realized that the bulge in my pants needed freedom. So he rolled me over on my back next to him. He unbuttoned my pants and slid the zipper down. As he pulled my pants and boxers off, he rubbed his hands all the way down my legs and back up. As he approached my crotch, he bent over and took it all into his mouth. I could feel the tip of my dick touch the back of his throat. I could feel an intense pain in my balls. He raised up and said, "I think this is the firmest part of your body; what do you think about mine?" And having said that he rolled over and pulled his boxers down. My eyes bulged. I reached out for it with my hand. He said, "Oh no, that is not the way to gauge real firmness." I took the hint and positioned myself between his legs, and began to suck on the tip of his cock. I actually had never given head, and I think that he could tell. He told me to relax my mouth and then close my lips around his head. As I did, he began thrusting his hips forward. With each thrust, I could feel his dick hit the back of my throat. His pre-cum was filling my mouth with such a wonderful flavor. He then pulled out and asked, "What do you think about the size of my balls." I then reached to touch them, but he stopped me, and said, "Now remember the real way to gauge the firmness." With that, I fondled his precious jewels on the tip my tongue. I licked up under his sack. I sucked each nut into my mouth. I wanted his nuts to bust their juices into my mouth, so I went back to licking his shaft. I took his dick into my mouth and thought for certain that I could feel it in my stomach. He moaned with pleasure. He wrapped his legs around my back as I knelt between his legs with his meat in my mouth. His moaning began to get intense. He began thrusting his hips into my face. Just then, his cum exploded into my mouth. I tried to tasted every drop of his cream before I swallowed, but it just kept gushing in at least 6 or 7 spurts. I couldn't help but try to savor the moment. There I was with Peyton Manning's cum dripping off of my lips, running down my face, and all over my chest. I kept licking his dick to get every drop that I could. He just kept moaning with pleasure. He then opened his eyes and noticed my bulging dick and said, "Now, we're going to have to do something about that." Then he rolled over and stuck his ass straight up in my face. He instructed me to lay over his back. I knew exactly what he had in mind. As I laid my body over the firmness of Peyton Manning, the tip of my dick slid between the crack of his ass. He then pushed backward and I began to feel the warmness of his body surround my cock. It was unlike anything I had ever felt before. I remembered how he had thrust his hips into my face, so I began to thrust my hips into his ass. He yelled out, "That's it. You've got the hang of it. Keep banging." I said, "Peyton, I am gonna..." But before I could get the words out, I shot my load into his ass. We both collapsed onto his bed, and he said, "I sure do hope that you decide to come to school here next year. I need a roommate."


###

6 Gay Erotic Stories from Aaron

College Cum

It was first day at college. My girlfriend, Amy, and I were both attending the same college and we both had dorm rooms. As soon as I got to the school I went to the dorms to see my new room and roommate. I knocked on the door and a very handsome young man answered. "Hi. I guess I'm your new roommate. My name's Ken." he said. "Hi. I'm Aaron." I said as we shook hands. I picked my

Coming Out

On a TV celebrity talk show, a popular young actor was explaining how easy it was for him to fall in love with an actress during the making of a movie. "If we're intimate with each other in front of the camera, how difficult can intimacy be when we're not in front of a camera. Not difficult at all if our script already has us passed all the stumbling blocks of starting a

Getting Peyton Manning's Autograph

I knew that he would be in his dorm room playing back the game on video. That is just what he normally did after every football game. Tennessee had beat Alabama, but still, Peyton Manning wanted to learn from watching his plays so that he could always improve to be the best at quarterbacking. Peyton Manning had been my fantasy ever since he came to Tennessee to play football.

Getting Peyton Manning's Autograph, Part 2

After that weekend visiting the campus of UT during my senior year of high school, I couldn't wait for the Fall so that I could head to UT and room with my quarterback idol, Peyton Manning. I was late arriving on campus, so I missed all of the Freshman Orientation Activities. It was about midnight when I slid my new key into the lock of what was now my dorm room. As I

Just A Kid

Hey guys, This is a true story. I'm 18 years old, and I know I'm one of those that they say is "too good looking to be straight" Truth is, I'm not...straight that is. BUT one thing I DIDN'T know, or wouldn't acknowledge about my self, was that I'm also into bondage and domination. I was a college freshman......just coming to terms with admitting to myself that I was gay,

What The Hell

"What the hell am I doing here?" Mike thought to himself. And not for the first or last time that night. You see Mike was sitting at the bar in a very loud and crowded disco. Not his usual hang-out, as he had a bit of a "problem" with alcohol, but when his wife had announced that she was going out of town to visit her mother for a week, he couldn't very well have said no.

###

Web-01: vampire_2.1.0.01
_stories_story