Gay Erotic Stories

I am a student at Indiana University, and a member of a fraternity. Living with so many hot guys gets me pretty worked up from time to time. Of course being openly gay is not a very wise thing in the house. Although a lot of guys know about me, it wouldn't be very cool if I started hitting on the brothers. I don't even like showering at the house. So, frequently, I go over to the gym which is very close to the house. I like going to look at the hot guys, and since they don't know I'm gay, they don't think anything as I glance around. I have found that guys cruise the showers a lot. The building is older, and there are bathrooms on either end of the shower room. I noticed one day a guy moving from one bathroom to another, using the facilities then gazing into the mirror, watching the guys showering after a tough game of basketball. I noticed this guy, who looked to a a grad student. He was pretty cute, sporting a cool IU sweat suit of blue. I kept my eye on him, and then he disappeared. Thinking he was gone for good, I continued soaping up my body and hot cock. The next thing I know, he comes into the shower and hangs his towel on the hook. I'm figuring that he's interested in me, but I don't want to be too blatant. Its still a crime to hook up in public. I decide to head for the sauna. If he's really interested, he'll follow me there--not to mention its just a little more private. Sure enough, a few moments after I go in the sauna, he followed. When he sat on the bench, I caught a glimpse of his hot cock. As I glanced over, it slowly filled and got bigger. My mouth watered to taste it. I reached under my own towel and began to fondle my own growing erection. He watched as I tugged on my member. Before I knew it, he had gotten up and crossed the sauna. As he stood looking out the door, he reached over and gently stroked my dick. I surged with heat. To be touched by such a hunk was almost too much for me. But being touched like that was not enough. I suggested we go some place more secure. I stepped out and quickly dressed. I lost sight of him for a moment, but saw him slipping out the back door of the men's locker room. I set out after him. Ahead of me, down the corridor, he turned into a bathroom. I followed him in, and found him standing at the urinal. I took the one next to him and pulled out my dick. I looked over and saw him stroking himself very fast. Before I knew it, he was kneeling before me. He took my throbbing manhood into his mouth. I had not felt such pleasure--the risk, the danger, the warmth. It wasn't long before I was ready to blow. We both turned back to the urinals and shot huge loads all over the wall and floor. I turned to get some toilet paper to wipe off my hand. When I turned back, I saw the door slowly closing behind him.