Gay Erotic Stories

Two girl-chasing brothers made growing up pretty rough. A dad with a roving eye didn't offer any support, either. So I began looking around for some time consuming interest to use as an excuse for not hanging out with them. I found it in computer technology and pursued an image of a "computer nerd." "While you're wasting time chasing after girls, I'm studying to be a genius," I told them, then went off alone and cried because the secret I carried around would only get heavier with time. It was unrealistic thinking that any boy would ever find a bespectacled computer nerd like me attractive, but in college one did. A soccer player. He hid his secret behind a macho image. His dick moving inside me, the animation in his face, and the intensity of his orgasm blew me away. I thought I was dreaming, I told him in the shower. "You have a poor self-image, don't you?" he asked. A very poor self-image and it got in the way of a relationship with him. "Extra-baggage," he called it. "God bless the guy who doesn't bring a lot of that into a relationship." A date with another boy ended in bed. Once again, a dick was moving inside me and there was joy in the expression of a lover. A relationship with him would have been a joy, but he thought I'd bring "extra-baggage" into it. "You have a low opinion of yourself and it shows," he said. "I don't want to be talking about that every night." A date with another boy pulled me out of the doldrums. He took me to a motel. "I'm looking for a relationship as well," he said in my arms. "But you and I together? I don't know. I hear you've been in the sack with every guy you've dated. I don't know if I could get into a relationship with a guy with that kind of reputation."