Gay Erotic Stories

My roommate, Carl, and I had been rooming with another guy for two years. We had been friends since high school, and he never knew, or so I thought, that I had a huge crush on him. Hell, as a matter of fact, I thought I was falling in love. During the second semester of our sophomore year, we had a huge falling out with our other roommate, Hans. Hans was a total slob, and we were anal retentive bastards, or so he said. So, we decided to part ways, and Carl and I moved into a smaller two bedroom apartment. We would only room together for one more year because Carl would be going to LSU Medical School in New Orleans, and I would have to stay in Baton Rouge to obtain my degree. We rented the apartment at the end of the spring semester because I also planned to attend summer classes for additional credits. Carl agreed to split the summer costs with me because he worked as a roustabout on the offshore oil rigs, and he planned to stay with me during his time off because he had no desire to bore himself to death by spending his off-time in our small hometown. I guess I should now describe us, and our relationship up until that time. My name is Paul, and I'm 6', 160, brown hair, green eyes, hairy chest, and a swimmer's build. Carl is 6'1", 170, dirty blond hair, beautiful blues eyes, a slightly dusted chest, and a nicely toned body from playing on our high school football, basketball, and baseball teams. I have known I was gay since I was 12 years old, and I thought Carl was the most straight guy around because he could and did have any girl he wanted. Up until this time, I was a total virgin, not having done it with either girls or guys. Carl knew that I was a virgin, but he did not know I was gay. I guess he just thought I was "shy". I was the class valedictorian, and Carl was the high school jock. Normally, two guys like us wouldn't hit it off, but by growing up in a very small hometown, less than 2,000, everyone pretty much knew each other and we all got along. We also had a lot in common, and we were pretty much open and talked about everything, except . . . Summer school had started, and it had been about a month since I last saw Carl. He was pulling double-duty offshore, and he went to Florida on his vacation during his time off. He called me on a Thursday night and said he would be up on Friday. He had just came in, would have five days off, and wanted to hang around the apartment. I was extremely excited because I had been working so hard at my school work and part-time job that I didn't have any time to myself. As luck would have it, this was my weekend off work. When Carl arrived, I was taking a bath. Because I had been living by myself for awhile, I didn't even both to lock the bathroom door. I was so busy playing with myself, because I hadn't "taken care of business" in about a week, that I didn't hear Carl come in. To my complete surprise, he busted in the bathroom, and I sat up with quite a jolt. "Hey, what the fuck are you doing?" I shouted "Sorry man, but it's a long ride up here, and I really have to piss!" he said. "No problem, it's good to see you." I said as I tried to hide my hard-on under the water between my legs, but I was having difficulty with it because the thought of his dick just a few inches from mine had caused woody to grow even more than before. He noticed and while staring at my dick he said, "Yeah I can tell, I didn't know I turned on that much" as he faked a kiss to me. "Fuck you!" I shouted back. "You interrupted me when I was about to pop a nut." "Yeah, well that will have to wait until later because I only have four more days off. Hurry up so I can take a shower. I want to go out and get fucked up and maybe find some pussy to fuck." "OK, just give me a few more minutes. Carl left the bathroom, and I finished my bath. I dried off, wrapped the towel around my waist, and walked out. Carl could see me because he was making his bed. "All yours", I said. "Cool, just give me a few minutes and we'll go to the bars", he answered. I walked in my room and was getting dressed when I saw him walk by completely naked with a towel on his shoulder. He stopped by my door and said, "Don't waste any hot water while I'm showering because I promise you buddy you'll get something much better than your hand tonight". He then started laughing as he walked in the bathroom. I was in total shock at this point and was asking myself all kinds of questions. Could my dreams come true; Was he hitting on my; or was he going to try to set me up with some fish? I was feeling all kinds of emotions I had never felt before, and as I was finished getting dressed, I noticed in the mirror that my face was completely flushed. I went in the living room and sat on the couch blanking staring at the TV while he finished getting ready. When he was done, he walked by jingling his keys to indicate he was ready to go. We lived in a student apartment area that was conveniently located next to three bars, Fred's, Sport's Illustrated, and Tiger's Den. We would usually go to Sport's to get drunk because they had the best drink specials and then to Tiger's to "pick-up chicks". We never went to Fred's because it was a fraternity/sorority hang-out, and we were GDI's (God Damn Independent). After having a few beers and some shots at Sport's, Carl and I were feeling no pain. Carl then asked if I wanted to go to Tiger's. He said he really need some pussy tonight because he had been offshore for 10 days, and with all the activity on the rig, he never had a chance to beat off and he felt like his balls weighed 50 pounds. While in the bar, Carl hit on every woman in the place, even some chick's mother who was visiting her for the weekend. After three hours, "we" still hadn't found anyone. Carl was getting pissed, and he said "Fuck it, let's just go home and get stoned. I got some killer shit last night. You really need to try it". We walked back to the apartment and stripped to our briefs because we always liked to be comfortable in our own home. Carl got out the bong and started sifting the weed. We each took three huge hits, and when combined with the alcohol, we were both extremely buzzed. We were sitting on the couch istening to the stereo. I had my eyes closed, but when I opened them, I was completely shocked. Carl's dick was hard as a rock, and he was rubbing it through his briefs. "Carl, what are you doing", I softly inquired not to alarm him. "Man, I'm just so fucking horny. I reeeeaaaallllyyyy need to get off", he answered. "Well, we'll just have to go in our rooms and jerk off as usual." "Not necessarily!" "What do you mean?" "We could help each other out. "How, jerk each other off?" "No, have you ever thought about giving a guy a blow job or having a guy give you one?" At this point, I was completely shocked, and the alcohol/weed buzz just added to the surrealism of the conversation. Here was the straightest guy that I thought I knew talking about two guys giving each other blow jobs. I wanted to shout yes, but I knew I had to play it cool. "Well, maybe.", I said nonchantly not wanting to give myself away. "It's pretty cool", he said. "I've done it a few times. You know buds should help each other out when they can. "You've done it before, with who?", I asked. "I can't say who. I don't screw around and talk, at least about guys. What ever you and I do will be completely between us. Cool?" "OK", I said. "Who does what first?" With that, he stood up and told me to follow him. We walked to his bedroom. He told me to strip, and while I was taking off my briefs, he took off his. I couldn't believe it, the guy I wanted to be with for so long now wanted me to suck him. I looked at this cock and it looked very similar to mine only a little thicker. I'm 7" long and 4" wide. Carl is also 7" long, but 5" wide. We both have big low hanging balls about the size of golf balls. Carl jumped on the bed and spread his legs. His hard dick plopping on his stomack as he laid. "Suck me first", he said. "You sure you want fuck me over and tell everyone I'm a queer?", I inquired. "No way man, you be good to me and I'll be good to you." With that, I slowly kneeled between his legs. I really wanted to devour his dick, but I played it cool. At first, I licked the tip. God, it tasted so good. Then I licked up and down his shaft, and nuzzled his balls. I had sniffed his briefs while jerking off before, but the smell of his pubes directly in my nostrils drove me wild. It then took his whole dick in the mouth in one gulp. I sucked hard and fast, dripping spit all over his dick and balls. Carl was moaning loading and told me to suck harder because he really need to get off. I quickly sucked his head and frenum and jerked his cock. He arched his back and started pumping his dick in my mouth. I was caressing his balls, and they began to tighten. I knew it wouldn't be long until I got what I really wanted. After Carl pumped my mouth for about three more minutes he started yelling, "I'm cumming man, take it, take it!". With that he shot about seven huge shots in my mouth. I really surprised myself because I was able to keep it all in. After I pumped his dick a few more time, I stood up and looked in his eyes with his cum still in my mouth. I swished it around like mouthwash, and swallowed it all in one gulp. Carl's eyes widened with amazement at this, and he gave me a big shit-eating grin. "It's your turn!", he shouted as he pushed me on my back. In no time, he had my dick in his throat. With it being my first time, he only had to suck me for about a minute before I blew six huge shots in his mouth. He didn't waste any either and swalled it all. He then did something that really shocked me. He licked me up my chest and sucked each of my nipples. After a minute on each, he then licked up my neck and stuck his tongue in my mouth. We kissed passionately for what seemed like forever, but was really only about five minutes. "God, I've wanted to do that with you for so long!", he said. "Me too, I just never pictured you as the type." "Well, like I said I enjoy getting my buddies off. Some assholes are just too worried about being labeled as queers to really enjoy the good stuff in life." "Yeah, I know what you mean." "You know, I was thinking. This year's going to be really tough on me, you know, getting ready for medical school and all. I set this up tonight because I was wondering if you would help me out during the year so I don't have to waste my time with all those bitches". That was the most beautiful music to my ears. "No problem, whenever you need help just ask!" I told him enthusiastically. By this time, we were both hard again. "Well, I think I need some more help now", he said. With that, we laid side-side in a 69 and sucked each other off about three more times that night. During the rest of the summer, Carl would come up at least twice a month, and we would not waste any time. We must have swallowed a gallon of each other cum, but the real action started our first day back in the fall TO BE CONTINUED