Gay Erotic Stories

When we were teenagers , my parents used to pack us up and head for my grandparents house in a neighboring state about 3 times a year. My Dad's sister and husband lived in the same town as my grandparents and this usually led to my brother and I staying over at their house so all us "young men" could "hang out" together. I was around 19 and my brother was about 13. My cousin Scott was a year younger than I and his younger brother was the same age as my brother. Consequently, Scott and I would team up and pick on our younger brothers. We would torment them until one of them would end up tattling and we would get yelled at by our parents. Really, we thought we were too mature to hang out with the little kids & all we wanted to do was things boys well into puberty are interested in. Scott and I would take baths together and so would our younger brothers. Scott's parents had well water and they were always concerned that 4 baths would use up all the water for the evening. Although I was a year older, I remember, Scott was the first to sprout hair around his peter. I remember being envious that his balls seemed so big and wishing I would have dick hair like he did. After baths and TV we would end up "sacking out". Scott and I in his room, my little brother and his slept in Scott's little brother's room. We would lay out sleeping bags and talk until around 1 or 2 in the morning when we would hear the adults head off to bed. Around this time, I had been jacking off with a buddy of mine back home. I wanted to see if Scott would be interested in doing it too, so I asked him if he had ever played truth or dare. Scott said no and seemed hesitant, but was willing to play. It started off with innocent questions like "Have you ever kissed a girl? " and "Have you ever actually had sex with a woman? " This progressed to the dare stage. The dares started off with ones like "I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours." Even in the darkness with only the moon light, I could see that Scott was getting a boner like I was. I wanted so badly to touch it and asked Scott if he wanted to take turns feeling each other's dicks. Scott was unsure, but I knew that he wanted to do this as much as I did. I reached over and grasped his shaft and slowly pumped it several times. Scott then reached over and repeated the same motions that I had done to him. We sat and whispered back and forth to one another that although we both felt guilty , we both liked how it felt. We continued taking turns feeling one another's peters and progressed to stroking our balls and inner hairy thighs. I started shaking, not because of coldness, but because of the taboo of what we were doing. Both of us were scared to death that one of his parents might awaken and find us half naked and with hard ons. I lied and told Scott I was only cold. By this point, we both knew about blow jobs and both of us wanted to feel a pair of lips around our penises. Both of us were scared to "do it" to the other one, but when your dick's hard, it's amazing what you can talk one another into doing. I told Scott that if he would suck me for just a few seconds, I would do the same to him. Again, we talked for several minutes and made numerous promises to one another that NO one would ever find out, and that just cause we were doing this, didn't mean we were faggots. Finally Scott agreed and said he would suck me first. I slowly pulled the sleeping bag back to expose my dick. By this time I was real hard. I had a full bush of pubic hair and could shoot jizz, unlike my younger years. Scott leaned over and slowly placed his hand around my penis and guided it into his mouth. He didn't suck much, but kept his mouth locked around the head of my glands. After what seemed like a micro second, but in reality was more like 20 or 30 seconds, he stopped. Now it was my turn. I was apprehensive and couldn't believe that I was actually going to put a guys cock into my mouth. Hell, I was considered one of the "guys" and I had never even considered giving another dude a knob job! I DID like what Scott had done to me and I wanted him to do it again so I decided I better do it to him. Scott sat on the edge of the bed and pulled his sweatpants down, and pulled out his dick. It seemed so big and there was so much black bushy pubic hair around the base. I could tell Scott was as hot to have his dick sucked as I was because his erection was pulsing slightly and his penis thumped up and down ever so slightly. Gingerly, I wrapped my hand around his shaft and moved my head closer to his dick. When I reached the head, I let it bump up against my lips and I inhaled the scent of his crotch. I remember being slightly offended and at the same time aroused. Slowly I opened my mouth and began to suck the head into my mouth. Only a few inches slipped past my lips and yet I felt as if I was sucking on something humongous. Scott hunched his hips forward and gagged me with his meat. I coughed and spit his cock out of my mouth. He seemed genuinely sorry for getting so excited and forcing it in and told me he would suck me again and that this time he would go down on me all the way, like I had done to him. This time I sat on the bed and Scott got down on the floor with his head in my lap. We took several turns switching positions and sucking until Scott came up with the idea of sucking each other at the same time. I was worried that if an adult walked in we would be caught with our cocks in each other's throats, so we laid down on the floor beside the bed farthest away from the door. I laid down and Scott squatted over me with his bone dangling in front of my face. Slowly he lowered his pelvis until the tip of his penis was at my lips. I opened my mouth and let Scott slide his erection into my mouth as he bent over and began taking my cock into his mouth. Scott laid completely down and his penis slid far back into my throat. We rolled around on the floor taking turns pumping our dicks into one another until I tasted something slightly tangy and sweet. I made Scott stop and I told him that I didn't want to keep sucking his dick 'cause he was starting to pre come. Scott asked me if I ever "leaked" and I told him no. So what are we gonna do he asked? We both agreed that taking a load in the mouth was way too queer, and I suggested that since we both were hard and we had already sucked each others dicks, why don't we just jack one another off? Scott thought this was a logical solution to our dilemma. We talked about who should "go first," and Scott agreed to me jacking him off first. Scott sat on the bed again and I reached up and started stroking his boner. It seemed like an eternity before Scott was ready to come. Just as my hand was starting to get tired, Scott leaned down and whispered hoarsely to me that he was gonna shoot. Just as he said this, his penis began pumping and slowly globs of sperm began pumping out of his penis and running down over my hand. I continued stroking his cock until he started to get soft. Scott didn't say anything but immediately got down on the floor beside me and began jacking me off. I was so worked up at this point that it only took me about 30 seconds until my cock started shooting. Scott obviously had never jacked off anyone but himself, because he was not aware that some guy's loads really squirt. I started spraying and cum started flinging all over his shirt and some even hit his face. Instantly, I was remorseful. I had gotten my load off and I realized that I had actually sucked another guy's hairy dick. Scott and I shamefully laid down side by side and fell asleep. We both knew that what we had done felt right, but we had been raised in such a manner that being a fag was about the worst thing a guy could be. Besides, I HAD a girlfriend back home! I lay awake for several more hours letting the emotions flood over me. I knew I wanted to do it again, but I still felt ashamed. A guy's COCK in my mouth ... and I did it willingly. The next day we acted if nothing had happened. Thus began a series of clandestine encounters for Scott and I, that to this day are still occasionally occurring. We've explored every conceivable aspect of sex with one another, including even sharing one of his girlfriends, one time about 4 years ago. Scott is married now, and I live openly with my lover. He's never truly accepted the fact that he likes guys, but when the situation is "right" and no one else is around, Scott can still be talked into playing "Truth or Dare."