Gay Erotic Stories

This is not my first story and this story is true, but the names are edited. So, any comments, please forward to fmselect@hotmail.com. Thanks. Back to the winter just passed (January 2000), while I was still living in the school halls, something unbelievable happened. I am 18 years old, chubby, tall. With me were several friends who can really chat with me, hang out together, shopping, cooking, etc. We basically have to do everything ourselves. With me is Steve, he is one month younger than me, but he is tall, slim, in fact, he is quite swimmer-body-built. No one actually knew that I smoked, and he revealed that he smoked to everyone in the halls one day. On a very cold January day, at dinner time, I went out chewing a gum, mint flavour. Steve was there, and he asked if I had put perfume on, I told him that it is ridiculous to put perfume on after a shower and inside the halls. He agreed and he said the aroma of my body should either be the perfume or the mixture of Marlboro Lights and mint flavour chewing gum! Everyone there looked puzzled, and I told them, "Nah, that's too cold so you can't smell things correctly". I am a biologist and geographer, so basically everyone listens to me on health issues. I winked my eye on him and he should understand that I am trying to cover something. Dinner time finished and an unexpected knock on my door (I stay alone in my own single bed room) was heard when I just finished my Biology essay on male reproductive systems - exactly expert on that! I opened the door and it was Steve. I invited him to come in and he came in and sat on my bed. The heater in my room has a problem with it and it is fairly cold. I opened my wardrobe and gave him my spare coat to keep him hot, yes, HOT! He smelled the aroma again and brought up the topic. In fact, that's the point he came inside, the mysterious eye wink I gave him during the pre-dinner chat. I admitted I smoke and he asked to smoke together and chat. We chatted for almost three hours and it was already midnight. He didn't want to go back to his room (which is three storeys down) and I invited him to stay with me overnight. Gosh..what could happen? I always made him the subject of my wankings, and could my fantasies come true? Read on. He went up to my bed and we were both lying there, on the single bed, on the same pillow and same blanket. We were just face to face, cos we were still chatting by then. Maybe because the heat is trapped under the blanket and the blanket is really thick, we started sweating. I suggested to take our shirt off, but still it is still hot. He then suggested to take off our pants and in the end, both of us got our briefs on only! Since only our heads are exposed to the air, and the light was dim, I can see nothing, except trying to 'feel' what's there. Not long later, we fell asleep. In the middle of the night, it should round about 3 a.m., I woke up. I intended to go to toilet, but it is too far, since it is cold outside the blanket. I insisted to forget the uncomfortable feeling, but at last, I can't. And in the end, I pissed in the basin in my room which I used water to clean it. I went back to the bed. Steve was still sleeping. He sleeps soundlessly..really very quiet. A few minuted passed and I still couldn't get back to sleep. I tried to touch Steve's shoulders, no reaction, I started to move down to his chest, still no reaction. I tried to put my fingers in front of his nose and try to touch his lips. Still, no reaction. I am 100% guaranteed that he is still sleeping and alive! I then move my hands down, down to his belly. I can touch the smooth belly muscles and it was really great. I moved down to reach his private area. Most males tend to put their penis upright while wearing brief and so as Steve. I touched his dickhead, outside the brief of course. Just as I tried to make my finger in his brief, he suddenly cough out. I was so terrified, and left my hand on his brief, on of my fingers half inserted in his brief and touching the pubic hair. Steve put his hand on my shoulders, I said, "Steve, I am sorry, I know that's too much, I am really sorry" And I removed my finger. Just then, Steve removed his hand from my shoulders and put in on my hand, and my hand was still resting on his brief. He threw away the blanket and he said "Though it is cold without the blanket, but we'll make this room hottest ever!" He hugged me, tightly. He kissed me, and blew air to my ears, it felt so lovely..the feeling was so sweet. He then took off his brief and mine off, and he asked me to count from 1-3 with him. I didn't know what was happening. 1 -2 - 3, lights on, are we caught? No, Steve put the light on and he said that we should 'know' each other deeply..then I licked his nipples and down to his dick, I sucked his dick and his balls. And he sucked mine too. Eventually, we formed the 69 position. He inserted fingers in my asshole and since it was really tight, he used his saliva to help reducing friction. Later on, he moved me below him, raised up my feet and fucked me, it was so painful. I told him I wanted to scream, he told me to kiss me, and the pain will be shared by both of us and eventually, after love has 'purified' the pain, 'pleassure' will come. I trusted him, and indeed it happened. It was so great. After the act, it was six in the morning, of course we went back to sleep, hugged tightly together, with the blanket on definitely! At 8:45, my friend gave a knock at the door and we were awaken. He asked me if I am going to college or not, I told him that I am not going. Starting from that day onwards, we moved his bed from the lower floor to my room and we slept together each night. He moved all his stuffs to my room too. What's the use of his room? We put the things we don't always use there, like summer clothes, books, washing powder, and that room is a good place to hang our clothes too. People asked us why we slept together, we answered that something happened and we discovered that we share a common interest. And that brought our friendship to everlasting, and so good that we don't want to be separate with each other. Keen people will know we are gays and stupid people will just think we were, basically, friends. During these few months, we two lived as if we were married to each other, like an ordinary couples. We brought our cooked food back to my room and eat there, we share a plate, a spoon and a fork for dinner for two persons. The last term is going to start soon in September, we are thinking should we ask for a single room or a double room? Ideas, welcomed to fmselect@hotmail.com