Gay Erotic Stories

I knew that I was gay from the first time that I saw my uncle naked. I was about ten at the time and I was staying the weekend with my mother’s younger brother. I burst into his room unannounced to see if he was there and ready to take me to the local football game. He was standing naked with his back to me combing his long blond hair in front of a full-length mirror. “Sorry, Uncle Glen,” I said in apology. “That’s OK, Jimmy,” he replied. “I’ll be ready in a jiff.” He turned around to face me and smiled at me. It was the first time that I had seen a grown man’s cock and balls. They were a gorgeous sight and my own little dick stiffened. Then he quickly pulled on a clean pair of briefs and hid his manhood from me. He put on a shirt and a loose pair of shorts. “Hand me those shoes just behind you,” he asked me. I was glad to oblige and as he finished dressing I knew that my cock remained hard because I still had a picture of him naked in my mind. That picture was the one I was to use over and over again when I wanted to jerk myself off. As I grew up, my mates often brought porno pics to school. Those with naked women just never turned me on no matter how sluttish the pose. But any picture of a naked guy made me instantly stiff. The sight of a man’s erection was enough to make me cream my shorts. Although I had no problem with my gayness, I was terrified of being found out. I met hundreds and hundreds of guys that I wanted desperately but until I was eighteen I had never had a gay encounter since I could never make the first move. I was mortified by the thought of being rejected. I made do with my box of well-thumbed gay mags, which I had hidden in my bedroom. Just after I turned eighteen, I won a prize at work by being voted employee of the month three months in a row. It was a weekend at a posh hotel on the coast plus a cheque for spending money. I checked in that Friday summer night during a heat wave. My room was very luxurious and fully air-conditioned. The bellboy gave me a run down on all the facilities that the hotel offered and I gave him a tip. Then I took a much-needed shower. I dried myself off and looked at my naked body in the mirror in the hall. I saw a pretty attractive guy on the brink of manhood with blond curly hair, a well-formed smooth body and nine inches of uncut soft cock. What a waste, I thought to myself. When was I going to get laid by a horny guy? Someone as cute as Uncle Glen would be perfect. With Uncle Glen’s naked image in my mind, my cock started to stiffen until it was as rigid as a pole. It was over eleven inches long and I took it in my hand and jerked off until I shot four or five spurts of cum into my hand. A short while later, I went down to the restaurant to eat, but found that all the tables were taken. “There’s space at a table where a gentleman is dining alone,” said the head waiter. “Would you like me to ask him if he would mind if you shared it with him?” “Not at all,” I replied and he went over and spoke to the guy, who looked up at me. Within moments, I was sitting opposite one of the most handsome men that I had ever seen in the flesh. He was in his late thirties and had a mop of curly jet-black hair. His eyes were pale blue and his long black eyelashes fluttered as he looked me over. I thrilled at his wide, full mouth and manly square cut jaw with its tinge of blue seven o’clock shadow. “My name’s Jeff,” he said by way of introduction. I told him my name and he began to tell me about himself. He was a photographer hired by the hotel to take some pictures for its new brochure. He had just about finished his shoot but found the place so comfortable that he had decided to stay the weekend. My cock was stiff with desire for him. What did he have between his legs, I wondered? Was he cut or uncut? What did he like best, sucking or fucking? And then he dropped a bombshell when he told me that he had a son only a few years younger than myself. “’Night, Jimmy,” he said after he had finished his meal. “I’ll see you around tomorrow.” He got up from the table and he squeezed my shoulder with his hand affectionately before leaving the room. I thrilled at this token of friendship and I imagined his hand squeezing my hot, stiff cock. What a shame that the guy was married, I thought to myself. I went to bed early with Jeff on my mind. I slipped my rubber dildo up my tube and fucked myself with it thinking that it was Jeff’s meat inside me. After a few minutes, my cock squirted several loads of my sticky cum between the sheets. God, I felt that I could fall in love with Jeff if only he was gay like me. The next morning, I took a dip in the pool and sunbathed for an hour or so. Then the heat got to me and I went over to the poolside bar and sat in the shade of an awning. A few minutes later, I saw Jeff come out of the hotel dressed only in a skimpy white brief-style swimsuit. I got hard just looking at his hairy, muscular torso and his shapely hairy legs. He saw me and waived to me and started walking towards me. When he got closer, I was thrilled to see the outline of his orange- sized balls and his generous penis that lay flat against his stomach. If only...I thought to myself. “Tell me more about yourself,” he said as he sat next to me. “A guy as cute as you must have a terrific girlfriend.” I told him that I was a single kind of guy and gave him a lot of crap about my being too busy with my work to have a steady relationship. Then I felt his hairy leg brush my leg and not accidentally. My body shivered a little at the implication and I looked into his piercing pale blue eyes. Then my body thrilled again as he put his hand on my thigh and squeezed it hard. “I thought about you a lot last night,” he said. “In bed, I mean. I’ve got the hots for you. I’d love it if you and I could make out together.” He then put his hand on mine. “I’ve never made love to anyone before,” I whispered to him as I looked down at his huge hard dick in his briefs. “That’s great!” he replied, “I’ve got so much to teach you,” he said with a smile. Within five minutes we were lying together on his bed. He kissed me tenderly holding me between his arms. Then he pushed his hot tongue into my mouth and flicked it in and out of it. I knew that my body was just like putty in his hands. “Would you like to see my cock?” he whispered to me. “Oh, yes,” I murmured back to him. He slipped out of his trunks and I looked down at his crotch and got my first sight of the manhood that I could only fantasize about before. He pulled back his foreskin and showed me his helmet, which was gorged purple with blood. “Strip off,” he said gently, “I want to see yours too.” I quickly got rid of my shorts and briefs and looked into his eyes as he saw my massive erection pointing at him lustily. His eyes opened wide at the sight of it. “You’re beautiful,” he said with a sigh and he pushed me over on my side with my back towards him. He then spooned up to me pushing his cock between my legs until it kicked at my bursting balls. Then he started licking my ear hole with his tongue as he caressed my dick with his hand. My body trembled with these new sensations, which surpassed my wildest expectations. “Do you like this?” he asked me tenderly as he pulled his cock back and fore between my legs still holding my dick in his hand. “Ye…ye…yes!” I whispered to him emphatically. “I’m afraid I’m going to cum too soon!” He pulled his cock from between my legs and rolled me onto my back. “Better have a rest then,” he whispered. “Would you like to suck my cock for a while?” Would I? Would I?! I was just yearning to taste his dick for the first time. “Yes,” I answered him. “Please show me what to do.” “I’ll give you a short lesson,” he said and he bent over me and gave me my first blowjob. He began by licking my dribbling helmet with his tongue. Then he took it into his mouth and sucked it hard. I groaned with pleasure and then he took as much of the rest of my dick into his throat as it could take. He face-fucked me a few times and then sat up. He knew what he was doing: one more stroke would have made my cock shoot in ecstasy. I knelt between his legs and I put my hand on his horny dick. I simply swooned at the feel of his hotness and stiffness that I had only come near to imagining before. But this was real and much sexier than my imagination had ever prepared me for. I felt the need to pull back his foreskin and suck his purple lollipop. “Awagh! That’s fucking marvelous,” he cried out to me. I was glad that I was pleasing him. It gave me the confidence to take more of his cock into my mouth. Then I mouth-fucked him furiously like he had taught me just minutes before. He put his hands on my head and then he started to control the situation until I felt his cock throb and his cum spurt down my throat. It was the first time that I had a guy’s sperm in my mouth and I swallowed it lovingly. It was salty and warm. Jeff pulled me up to him and kissed me in gratitude. “You sure learn quick,” he said to me and then he gave me passionate wet kisses with his tongue darting in out of my mouth that was still coated with his own cum. Then he pushed me away and got down and sucked my cock vigorously until my hot load filled his mouth. We were both in a high state of physical excitement and we snuggled together in rapturous abandonment. And then I thrilled as he told me how much he liked me and that he wanted to spend the rest of the weekend making love to me. We slept for an hour or so in each other’s arms. I only stirred when Jeff got out of bed to go to the bathroom. My cock was stiff again and I wondered what would happen next between us hoping that he would get his meat inside my virgin hole. I saw that he was hard again, too. He opened the bedside drawer and took out a tube of K-Y jelly and a condom sachet. My sphincter twitched in anticipation of what was to come. He slid between the sheets and threw his arms around me and kissed me passionately. I sighed with joy as he held me tighter and tighter. “I want to fuck you, Jimmy,” he whispered to me. “I’ll be as gentle as I can because I don’t want to hurt you. Is that okay with you?” I looked deep into his pleading eyes and nodded. His expression changed to a look of gratefulness and he rewarded me with a loving French kiss. My hole twitched over and over as I thought of the treat in store for it. “I’ll have to loosen you up for a while,“ he whispered as he squeezed some of the cold lube through my rectum. Then he pushed his finger into my hole. I groaned when he started pushing it in and out of me and reaching spots in my tube that only my dildo had visited before. After a few minutes he took his finger out of me and reached out for more lube. Then he started finger fucking me with two fingers then three and, finally, with four. I winced with some pain when Jeff screwed my tube clockwise and counter clockwise with his bunch of four fingers. Then, after all the stretching had been done, I felt comfortable again and was ready to be taken. “It’s okay now, Jeff,” I whispered to him, “I’m ready for your cock.” He smiled at me as he ripped open the sachet and rolled the condom on his dick. Then he parted my legs and knelt between them. I swooned at the heat of his helmet when he pushed it inside me. Then Jeff put his hands behind my buttocks and pulled them up on his thighs. I gasped with pleasure when I felt all of his hot meat slip easily into my tube. “Are you okay?” he whispered to me with consideration. “Oh yes,” I whispered back to him, “I’ve waited so long for a feeling as divine as this.” He smiled longingly into my eyes and he started to fuck me with long slow in and out strokes. “Faster, faster!” I cried out to him whilst jerking my own swollen dick. He quickened his pace and fucked me like a stallion with his balls clashing into mine at each inward thrust. I squeezed my tube down on his hotrod and saw the look of sheer ecstasy on his face. A few more strokes took his cock to heaven and I felt it throb deep inside me. Then my own cock shot volleys of cum over both of our chests. He collapsed breathless on me and kissed my neck and I put my arms around him and gave him a grateful hug. At last I had managed to lose my virginity and with the hottest man that I had ever met. I knew that I was falling in love with this sweet guy. “That was the best fuck I’ve ever had,” he whispered thrillingly in my ear. “Thank you, Jimmy. Can you spend the next weekend at my place?” “What about your wife?” I asked him. “Hell, we divorced when my boy was only two years old. She found out that I was more gay than straight and she just walked out on me.” Joy of joys! I thought to myself. How lucky can an eighteen-year-old get? “I’d love to!” I whispered to him and that cemented our deepening relationship. Within a few weeks I had gotten a new and better job in the town where Jeff lived and I moved in with him. I’m twenty now and we are still passionate for each other. Every time lover boy fucks me it’s as good as the first time -- and he fucks me a lot. If you liked this story, please let me know at excaliber1021439@aol.com.