Gay Erotic Stories

I was playing at a wedding one weekend back home. I live in Michigan so it was only a weekend visit for me. I have not found a dance club in Michigan like Amnesia in Memphis so I had to make a visit while I was home Friday night. So I got all dressed up and off I went. I have not been there since the beginning of May and so it has almost been 2 months since I have been there.

I walk in with my white dress on; my hair is up in a butterfly clip. My makeup is nice and I think I look pretty good. It feels like home. So I go and dance for a little while and finally my bar boy friend comes around collecting drinks like always. He is so dedicated to his job. I admire him a lot. The first time I saw him over a year ago I got this real big crush on him. He had long black hair with a mustache and a dollop of hair under his lip. I don't like facial hair so that was the only thing I didn't like about him. We couldn't kiss. Then at the beginning of the year, I came back about Halloween and he had cut his long hair. He looked good but he still had his facial hair. I began to cross dress and he started to take notice of me. I would come to Memphis once a month or so to the club and he was always so kind. He would ask "are you a girl or guy, usually I can tell, but I can't tell with you." Now what a big boost to my ego that was. He made me feel so beautiful. After that every time I came he would always come up to me and say hello and I look good or beautiful. He just seemed like a really good person.

Now I have heard things about him. I heard back in the summer and before he was on drugs, but now he has cleaned himself up is the word so I don't know. So I'm there in my white dress for just a few hours to take all of it in. Men are kissing and dancing, I just love it. I like to be in the sea of all that, letting the music take you. Anyway. He comes up to me and says hello and is about to leave again. I'm so glad to see him I give him a hug and he is kinda surprised. Now we have always just been on a friend's term and I didn't want more than that, but I was so happy to see him. He stays and we start to talk. His name is Skippy and he lives in Memphis and has worked there at amnesia for 3 years.

I tell him I'm home visiting from Michigan and will have to go back soon. I am going to get an apartment soon I hope at the beginning of September. He seems interested. He asks for my number so he can call me. He wants to move somewhere besides Memphis and why not there. So I give him my parent's number and tell him to call tomorrow. Well, I leave not really expecting him to call me back. But I was so glad to have met him. He really is a gentleman.

The next day he calls me at home and I'm like shocked.

"I was serious about looking for a place to go. How about I come up in a few weeks and help you look for an apartment and I can decide if I want to move there. If you want a roommate we can live together and if not then we can get our own places. What do you say?"

Now this is fast and this is what I wanted to happen. It is like a fairy tale to me. "That sounds great. I would love to have some company. You can stay with me while you look for a place to live and I really need help looking for a new place. I don't really know how to go about doing that."

So then I give him directions and instructions on how to get to my house I'm housesitting for this summer. He tells me he will come up the 2nd week of July, Tuesday through Thursday. So it is all set. I go back to Michigan and wait for him to come up, working extra hours to keep me busy.

So Tuesday comes and suddenly he is knocking on my door. I can't believe I get to see him outside the club. It is kinda weird. I'm also dressed in just normal cloths and not dressed up so I feel kinda ugly. But he doesn't seem to mind. It is kinda late at night, but not to late, so we stay up and talk a little. So we are ready to turn in and we go up to my room. I have a day bed and start to move all my stuff around my bed so I can pull out the trundle bed. He stops me and says, "I can just sleep with you, if you don't mind. It won't bother me at all."

"Well, if you think there will be enough room then sure I say." So I just go about unmaking my bed. I go get in my nightshirt and brush my teeth. I go to the room and Skippy asks me what side do I want, inside or out. I say inside, I always like the inside. So I get into bed and pull my shirt back down around my knees. Then Skippy takes off his shirt and pants, and I think he is going to stop, but he takes off his underwear. He is hairless on his chest. He does not have any facial hair I notice and this makes me curious. So I remember I talked to him about that at the club. How fascinating.

"You don't mind me sleeping naked do you. I always sleep naked."

"No, that doesn't bother me," I say with a blush. I am about to burst with excitement. He must have seen my face. He knew I enjoyed looking at him. He had a nice penis too. It was perfectly formed, hairy, but not bad for a man. It was probably very big when he got excited. I was rather excited I got to sleep with a naked man, my first I must admit. So he gets in bed next to me and we are shoulder to shoulder in the dark. I can hear him breathing and feel his lungs expanding next to mine. After a few minutes he asks, "would you mind if I kissed you."

Now what am I supposed to say to that question. Of course I want him to kiss me. I just over-analyse everything. So I just kinda start yapping. "Do you really think that is a good idea? I mean if we are going to be roommates do you think we should be doing this. It might make it uncomfortable living together. Or what if we get in a fight; we are still going to have to live with each other. It might get nasty. You do know I have only kissed 2 other guys and I'm a virgin. Of course I want you to kiss me."

So we both turn to face each other and his lips find me in the dark. We kind of knock noses to start with but then he gets his barings and the kiss gets good. Our lips lock lightly at first, slowly brushing the others lips, just tickling. It is wonderful. Then we start to suck on each others lips. I can smell him now. It is wonderful. He has big beautiful lips, lots to suck on. We start to embrace each other, arms and legs curling around the other. He has such strong arms. I can feel them. As we kiss I feel his cock start to get hard. It is starting to stick in my side. His body is so smooth in my arms. He is so warm. I like his touch; it is so tender yet so wanting. He is great. So then we start to explore each other's mouths. I love sucking on his tongue. He must like it because he keeps letting me do it. I am swallowing his saliva. It is wonderful. I love kissing. It is the best. So we end up kissing for about 2 hours that night. It was awesome.

Now I don't know about you, but a guy who gets a hard-on around me gives me a compliment. I like to think that hard on is because he is attracted by something about me. So this guy is positively stiff beside me. I mean it is a raging hard-on. He cock head is so swollen. I can almost feel myself reaching down and touching it, but I refrain from doing what I want most. He just keeps sliding it all over the side of my body. I love it. It is truly beautiful.

We both finally just kinda quit and fall asleep. He lays his arm out while on his back and I kinda snuggle up in the crook of it. I fall asleep cuddling with him. We wake up that way arm in arm. My alarm was set way ahead of time because I have to get up and go to work and I usually snooze for 2 hours. I get up and reach over him to turn it off. I can feel my nipple graze across his face. I can't see it, but I know he is smiling. I can feel his lips on my body. It is nice, so very nice. I like waking up with him in the morning. It is nice to have someone in bed with you when you wake up. His body was still so smooth to my touch. I kinda played with his nipples while we lay there facing each other.

"I have to go get up and take a shower and go to work."

"I will go looking for an apartment while you go to work. Do you want to take a shower together?"

I just love how he kinda runs his questions together like that. Now I'm kinda scared. I am very modest and I have never done that before. But I consent and am shaking as we get up and go to the shower down stairs; it is the bigger one. Now all last night Skippy had a hard on while we were kissing I noticed. It rather excited me, but we didn't really do anything with it besides rub it up against my body. Well, It was hard again. He woke up with that morning wood and seeing a dick wobble back and forth while a man walks down stairs is such a turn on. It was great seeing the tent post in bed. I did not have one like usual.

We get to the bathroom and I put the soap and shampoo where I can find them, the towels in reaching distance from the shower. I turn on the water to make sure it is the right temperature. Then I go back to the door, brushing by him and turn off the lights.

"What are you doing? How are we going to be able to see?" he says.

"That’s the point. Haven't you ever taken a bath in the dark? It's great. I have a smirk on my face when I see this and I think he can hear it there. So I take off my underwear and nightshirt. I tuck my organ between my legs and reach out for Skippy. I find his hand after brushing his hip, very close to his penis. I pull him to the shower with me and we step inside feeling the water hit us both.

"What happens if we drop the soap?" he asks.

"Well, I know where it is and we just better not drop it, or one of us is going to have to go hunting for it."

"Which one is going to find it? Top or bottom?" he teases.

Now I can hear the smile on his face. "I will go find it, okay?"

"Good, I'm a top so we work perfect together." He is pressing his hard-on against my body again.

I am so turned on I'm afraid I might get one so I try and change the subject. The water feels so good against my body. We kind of scrunch close side by side so both of us will be in the stream. It is rather prophetic. He kisses me again in the shower. It was just like last night. I pull away not wanting to spend too much time in the water. I say, " just use your hands to find everything, that is the secret to the dark"

I reach around his butt feeling the muscles tighten as I look for the soap. I take the soap and start to clean his body. I don't want to miss any part of it, so I circle and circle his body. I make sure to get every crevice. He leans into me, letting me touch him. I love the feeling of just being able to touch him. I twirl the soap in my hands, building up a lather and then put the soap down. I find his pecker and begin to scrub it up. I feel it up nicely. I get all around the balls, and go under his body, feeling the outer part of his sphincter. It is great. I slowly jack him off, trying to clean his cock. I want to go down and suck him, but again I restrain myself. I then let the water wash away all the soap and his hard cock is just in my hands. It is standing on it's own. I can feel Skippy's lips touch mine. I think I can see his eyes looking in mine, but it's all in my head. Then I get some shampoo and wash his hair.

Hair is my weakness. Run your hands through my hair and I'm putty in your hands, powerless. So I like doing it to other people as well. So I really enjoy washing his hair. Just running my hands through all those little curls, it's great. I then get his head under the shower and wash it out, making sure I get it with my fingers. His embrace is so warm and comforting. I wish he could always hold me.

Then it is my turn. He starts with the shampoo bottle and squirts what sounds like an enormous amount into his hands. Then he tries to put the bottle back on the ledge and drops it, oh well. He puts his hands in my hair, and my head instantly starts to tingle. I feel his cock slide between my legs. The top of it is rubbing up against the bottom of my own organ. All this sensation is making go mad. I let out a moan at the touch of his fingers, I can't stop it. I have lots of think, long curls, so it takes a while to get used to washing, but he does a great job. I think he is really enjoying my hair. He is scrubbing my head. I love it. I can almost control my voice, but I still let out little sighs. He keeps sliding his cock between my legs. I'm getting very stimulated myself. I can feel that little devil coming to some life. I think at first he was trying to figure out where mine was, and it slowly dawned on him, what I had done, but he didn't seem to mind. Finally, after it is all soaped up, he pushes me under the water and starts running his hands through my hair to get the soap out. It is awesome. I am slightly bent at the waist so I can feel the base of his cock in the V of my rear. I am in his control by now, powerless, and I think he can tell it too.

He takes the soap and starts to soap me down, gently touching all my body. I can feel his fingers glaze my body, such nice nails. He drops the soap with an oof. I think I could hear him smile. So as I said I would do I bend over and start looking for the soap with my hands. I can feel his hard cock head grazing my pelvic area. I finally find it and come back up. He finishes my body, just kind of barely grazing my own organ and then washes me down. I turn off the water and we kiss again. His cock pressed hard between our 2 bodies, trapped there.

I reach for the towels and we towel each other off. I turn on the lights and ask him if I can shave his pubic hair. He agrees, so I get shave cream and shave him clean right there. His cock is like in my face and I am so careful not to cut him. Then I get to help him dress. I dress myself for now and I go to work and he goes off to find an apartment for us! Well, I have never had a night like this. I'm so excited all day that I'm afraid I'm about to puke. I don't know what to expect tonight, but I hope it's much the same.

I get home and Skippy is already there, waiting for me. We both go out to dinner and I buy him dinner for coming up there. We talk and drive around for awhile and then go home. So we do the bed ritual again, and I'm there in my nightshirt and he is there in the nude, hard as a rock already. So we start kissing again and immediately pick back up where we left off. It was not uncomfortable at all. I get bold and reach down and grab the thing. It is so warm in my hand. The skin is so smooth, but the member itself is so hard. So much flesh. I can feel his urgency mounting.

"Will you suck on it some. I want to stick it in your mouth."

At first I think it is odd that he would say this, but then I know it is what I want. He just wanted to be sure for me. He is such a gentleman like I said; at least this is how I see it. So I am completely shaking all over, and I mutter a soft "Yes!!"

So he gets up over me, straddles my face and puts his cock in my face, all I have to do it suck on it. I am shaking so badly now. I’m embarrassed about it, but I can't stop it. He seems to like this and just lets me have my time. I take the big head into my mouth and I loss myself in it. I just kept sucking on it. I remember him moaning some. I could see his stomach twitch with the pleasure. He slowly started to shove it in and out of my mouth. I want all of it. For some reason, I just knew I could take it all. We got to work into it. Finally he was shoving the whole thing down my throat, fucking my face. It was all I wanted at that time. I just took it. It was heat and sensations, smells and just wonderful. It was my first cock, and I was just happy. I could taste little bits of precum from him. It just made me all the more excited. He keeps rocking inside me, and finally I feel his body tense up in front of me. He lets out this moan or soft sign, and I suck hard on the head. Then this burst of warm thick liquid fills my mouth. It is wonderful. Better than I had ever thought it would taste. I knew I liked it because I had tried some of my own, but someone else's cum is even better. It was so warm, and it was so thick. I love it. It seemed to just keep coming, but then it got thinner and less until it finally quit. I kept sucking on his head even after it was done. I didn't want to stop.

He looks into my eyes with a smile. We connect at this moment. He pulls his penis out of my mouth and goes down and kissed my lips. He is not afraid of the cum I just ate. I think he can taste it still in my mouth. "That was great," he says. I guess he thinks my first time I needed to hear that, and he was right. I felt good to hear him say it. He lay back beside me, and I got up, "Can I suck you some more? I want more."

I guess no man can say no to that. It was great with him. So I go up on my knees and start to suck him some more. This time I'm on top and I can use my weight to go down on him. I use the roof of my mouth to rub his cock head with. That brings many moans. I then just use the weight of my body to go down on him as fast as I could. I'm ramming that cock deep down my throat. I just couldn't get enough. I wanted so much more. I love his huge ram-headed cock. I suck on his balls, trying to pull the balls out of the sack. He seems to like it. Finally I got that warm fluid explosion again in my mouth. The moment I had been waiting for. His manly mild flooded me, warming me. It was almost magical to me. I was happy. I'm sure not to spill a drop of this liquid gold. I suck on his cock for a few more minutes and then return to meet his eyes. We kiss and I fall asleep on his chest. I wrap myself in his warmth, fulfilled in just fulfilling him. I hear his heart beat all night long.

We wake the next morning, and he is excited. He is hard again of course, and I find this to be the best compliment. He found a place the other day and we are going to move in together in September. I sucked him off again that morning and we showered and he went back to Memphis. So I can't wait to see my new roommate in September. Who knows, maybe we will have many more experiences like this one. It is exciting and I can't wait. He says he will not have sex with anyone until he sees me again, and I promise the same. I just can't wait to get hold of that cock again.