Gay Erotic Stories

Bill and I by Eric Shun Bill and I were traveling together on company business and were sharing a motel room. We had worked together for some years and got along well with each other. Bill was a big man with coarse curly blond hair and blue eyes. He was muscular and had big broad shoulders and big arms. He was kind of a quiet fellow but easy to talk to. We had been out to eat and had a couple of drinks and had returned to the motel room. Bill took a shower first while I lay on my bed and watched TV. Bill stepped out of the bath wearing his briefs. He had an even more impressive appearance wearing his tight cotton briefs. A generous bulge bounced between his legs as he moved across the room and then lay on his bed. I took notice of his equipment in a discreet manner, and then got up and went to the shower. When I left the shower, I was wearing only a towel wrapped around my waist and moved to my bed to retrieve my undies. I stood between the double beds with my back to Bill who lay on the bed with his hands behind his head watching TV. As I turned around to move back to the lavatory, Bill with a kind of soft smile surprised me by saying, “Hey.... how about rubbing my dick for me?” He then chuckled and grinned broadly. He said it in a joking manner, but something else was intended and I could tell he actually meant it. On impulse, I leaned over and put my hand on the bulge in his briefs, feeling the weight of his nuts and the semi hard dick resting between them. Bill instantly stiffened his back and pressed his head back into his pillow with his hands still clasped behind his head. “How fast do you want me to rub?” I asked. Bill, with his eyes still closed, hoarsely answered, “That feels pretty damned good right there.” In seconds, I could feel his dick and mine too, start to stiffen up. I sat down on his bed on Bill’s right side with my right hand on his dick. My own stiff member tented the towel I still had around my waist. As I massaged his dick and nuts, Bill raised his head off the pillow and looked at the tent of my towel and then put his hand under my towel and clasped my dick. I just about had an orgasm right then and there as his warm fist bathed my root. I tugged at the towel and it fell completely open. Bill’s hand then gently fisted my dick and started to jack me off. My eyes returned to his briefs, which by now had swelled to capacity and pushed the head of his dick into the fabric of his shorts. Bill suddenly put his thumbs under the elastic of his briefs and pushed his briefs to his thighs. A not too long, cut dick noisily flopped out and gently slapped his abdomen. His dick was kind of average in length but was rather fat and had a massive appearance. My dick snapped upward as I looked and Bill looked at it and put his hand back and continued to stroke me. By now we were both beyond any point of stopping and I knew we were going to end this session by one or both of us getting a nut. I put my hand on his dick and fondled it, rubbing my fingers and thumb under the head of his dick. I put my left hand to my nipple and started to pull on it. Bill did the same to his own and seconds later, my dick began to ooze clear lube. He expertly used his thumb and rubbed the lube over the head of my dick, making me take a sharp intake of breath. He softly spoke and said, “Feels good...huh?” It was all I could do to nod my head. As time passed, we both began to breath heavily and I could feel the pounding of my heart in my chest as waves of pleasure swept through me. Bill looking at my wet dick saw the strings of pre-cum dripping off my peter and started to jack me faster. I lost control of my actions and removed my hand from his dick and leaned backward on both arms as he pulled my peter. In only seconds, I knew I was going to unload. My butt muscles snapped tightly and that full feeling of needing to pee overcame me. My ass muscles under my nut sack started those rapid fire contractions and I moaned, closed my eyes, and gently humped my hips upward against the warm fist that was pounding my crotch. “Do it...cum... shoot it” Bill urged. I did not need verbal coaching because I was going to cream in seconds. I grunted softly and then started to spurt. Four or five hard contractions jerked my body and semen left the end of my dick and spattered over my legs, abs, and Bill’s hand. I heard myself making an “Unnnh.....” sound each time my dick throbbed. Bill said nothing as the load dripped off my dick and over his hand and forearm. I was recovering from my passion as Bill put his own hand to his dick and started to jack his own load. I pulled his hand off his dick and said, “Here....let me do that for you.” He stopped his stroking and laid back and said “OK!” I suddenly had an idea and told Bill to get up. I moved to the corner of his bed and put one leg over the foot of the bed and one leg on the side, making a triangular area between my legs. “Sit here and let me give you a reach-around.” Bill moved to the corner and sat between my legs. I could feel the coarse hair of his legs against my own and felt the body heat from his back as he sat down. I wrapped my arms around his body, feeling the light growth of hair on his upper back brushing my face. I put my left hand under his nuts and my right hand on his dick. The smell of a freshly showered body combined with the light odor of fresh perspiration was like a drug. I pulled his massive body to mine and fondled his dick and nuts for a few seconds. Then I began to fist and stroke his dick. As I did, I moved my left hand to his pecs, feeling the curly growth of hair. I fingered his nipples and continued to fist his dick. His pleasure became apparent as he started to moan softly, periodically grunting in a soft voice. His huge body jerked and stiffened from time to time in the next few seconds. His own lube now started to flow and I stopped several times to rub the silky, slippery goo over the head of his dick. “Make me cum..... please.... please...” he whispered. I pulled his body to mine with my left arm and said, “Hold on, buddy...”. Seconds passed and Bill spoke more loudly, “Here it comes...Don’t stop...right there.....right there!” I maintained my grip and stroke and felt his muscles tense up as he leaned backward against me, his weight pushing me gently. Now he made a soft whining noise and leaned his head on my shoulder and began to jerk his body. Looking over his shoulder, I felt the hard contractions in his dick, making it swell gently several times. Then the white fountain of cum began to ooze out the end of his dick. I watched as the thick, slippery load coated the pink flesh of the head and then drip over my knuckles. As I slowed my stroke, Bill continued to moan softly and turn his head from one side to the other. After the last of the cum crept out, Bill made soft whimpering noises and gripped my legs with big powerful hands. I looked down at his pubes and saw that the load had all fallen into the bush of fur and strung itself like ropes across the hair that grew there. I pushed his shoulders gently forward and he stood and then turned to face me, wearing a big grin. “You’re a real Pal.” He reached for my towel and wiped himself and then tossed it to me. “We both need another shower,” he joked. The events of that night were not repeated during the next few days of our trip. We never talked about it again. But I think Bill felt much the same as I did, and that was that two friends can share something very personal and intimate without verbalizing. It was good for both of us.