Gay Erotic Stories

Even though I was five years older than my cousin John, we got along quite well. John had always been one of my favorite cousins. My aunt had eleven kids and he was her fourth. John was a very handsome boy: he had blond hair, blues eyes, firm legs, a smooth stomach, a very cute ass and a smile that would knock you out: a real ladies’ man. All the girls at his school were always after him to go out. He would go out with some of them, but would never be serious with them. He would enjoy their company, show them a good time and then come home. We would get together and he would tell me all about what they did and where they went. He said they were all after one thing and that was to have sex with him, but he just didn’t feel right about doing it so he would make up some excuse and go home alone. As fate would have it, John ended up moving in with my mom and me, as he was having problems with his older brother whom he didn’t like at all. Our house wasn’t real big, so we wound up sharing my bedroom. We moved his bed in so he would have a place to sleep, although I wouldn’t have minded sharing my bed with him! We became even closer and could talk about almost anything to each other. We would sit up on weekends and talk till early morning. The one thing I never did tell him was that I was gay. I wasn’t sure how he would react to that news, so I just never told him. One Friday night he went out with a couple of his friends to a party, and I went out drinking with a few of my friends. I got home around 1:30 a.m. and John wasn’t home yet and my mom was up waiting for him and she was pissed. I told her to go to bed and I would wait up for him, so she went to bed. I went to my room, got undressed and lay down on my bed to wait. I tookay out one of my gay magazines I had hidden and started looking at all the hot naked guys with such nice hard cocks. Well it didn’t take long before I was hard myself, so I just slipped off my shorts and started playing with myself. Before I knew it, my cock was nice and hard and dripping pre-cum. I was so wrapped up in what I was doing I didn’t hear John walk into the room. He just stood there in the doorway and asked, “What are you doing?” He surprised me so bad I got mad and said, “It is none of your fucking business! And where the hell have you been? Your aunt was waiting up for you to come home.” He just continued staring at me and that’s when I realized I was naked with my hand stroking my hard cock. I asked him, “Haven’t you ever seen a guy jack off before?” He answered, yes a couple of times: when he would spend the night at his friend’s house. A couple of his friends would take out their dicks and jack off. I asked, “Have you ever jacked off in front of them?” He just turned beet red and didn’t say a word. I told him, “Come on, John, it is no big thing to admit. I have done it in front of a few of my friends as well.” He just stood there, staring at my hand on my dick. “What is the problem?” I asked. He finally said, “I have always wondered what you would look like naked, and now I know all my dreams have come true. I said, “Come on over here and sit on the bed so you can get a closer look if you would like. Before you do, close the door and lock it so no one can walk in on us, okay?” He did, and then slowly came back and sat on the edge of my bed. “You must see something you like,” he said, “as your cock is straining to get out of those jeans you are wearing.” He tried to cover up with his hands and turned even redder than before. “John,” I said, “it is okay to get hard and there is nothing wrong with jacking off either.” He said, “I know, but I still feel funny.” “How about you take off your clothes and lay here with me?” I suggested. He just turned red all over again. Then he gets up and slowly takes off his clothes and climbs over me and gets under the covers. I say, “Okay, John, you have to take off your shorts now.” So he slides them off and throws them on the floor. I couldn’t hold back any more so I lifted the covers to see the most beautiful hard cock I have seen in a long time. So I reached over and placed my hand around it. John jumped and said, “What are you doing?” I said, “Just relax. Do you trust me?” and he said yes. “Okay then,” I told him, “lay back down and let me do something for you that I am sure you will enjoy very much.” He says, “Okay. What are you going to do?” I told him, “You will see; it won’t hurt you at all. In fact you will be begging for more when I am done.” I start to run my hand all over his smooth chest. I rub his nipples till they get as hard as his cock. I run my hand down his chest past his stomach and start sliding toward his now twitching cock. I look up and he has his eyes closed and is biting his lip. I put my hand by his dick and rub it all around his blond pubic hair and he starts to moan. I slowly take his throbbing cock into my hand and he sighs as I start to slide my hand up and down his dick. He says, “It feels so good. Please don’t stop.” “Okay. Then you will go nuts with what I do next.” I roll over and spread his legs wide apart and lay between them. I position my mouth right over his cock that is dripping with pre-cum. I licked all the pre-cum from his cock and slowly slide it into my wet warm mouth. John jumps up and says, “What are you doing?” I ask, “What? You didn’t like it?” He says, “Yes. No one has ever done that to me. It felt real nice!” I said, “Okay, then lay back down and let me continue.” He lies back down and I go back and get that very tasty cock back into my mouth. I slowly start to slide it deeper and deeper into my mouth until I feel it hit the back of my throat. Then I close my lips around him and suck on his dick like a child would suck on a sucker. “Ahhhhhh! That feels so good,” John says. He starts to pump his cock in and out of my mouth. I say just lay still. Okay but that feels so good I can’t help myself. Just wait. I then take him back into my mouth and rub my tongue all around that nice thick head. I love the taste of that young boy meat; it is so good. I reach down and start rubbing his balls while I slowly slide my mouth up and down and up and down. He moans, “Mmmm! That feels so good; please don’t stop.” I say, “I won’t until I can taste your sweet cum.” I wet one finger and start to rub it all around his tight virgin hole. He is really squirming all over the bed now. I slowly start to insert my finger into his hole; he winces and says, “What are you doing?” I say, “Just relax; it won’t hurt.” He says are you sure and I say yes. I continue sucking and sliding and he puts his hands on my head and rubs his hands through my hair. I go back to sucking on just the head of his cock, which is now throbbing and pulsing. “Oh yeah,” he moans, “suck my cock until I cum please.” I tell him, “Okay, I will, if you can stay quiet.” I continue bobbing up and down and working my finger in and out of his hole. I am able to get my finger all the way in and then I wiggle it around in there and John starts to moan, “Ahhh, ahhh! That feels tremendous; keep it in me.” Then he says he can’t hold on much longer he is going to cum. I say, “Okay, just let it go when you have to.” “In your mouth?” he asks. “Yes,” I say, “is that okay with you?” He says, “If that is what you want it is okay by me.” “I want to taste that sweet boy cum of yours,” I tell him, and John says, “Okay, it won’t be long now!” It didn’t take much longer and I could feel his balls pull up close to his body and he started moaning and groaning and I could feel his hole tighten up on my finger. “Ahhhh! I am going to cum,” he moans. “Okay, just let it happen,” I tell him. Then I feel that first burst out of his cock as it hits the back of my throat and goes shooting down my throat. It was like someone turned on a faucet in my mouth. I just kept trying to swallow every last drop he was shooting; it almost choked me, there was so much cum. It was the sweetest tasting cum I had tasted in a long time. He finally stopped shooting and I sucked every last drop out of him. John said, “That was terrific! I never knew that could feel so good. Can we do it again now, please? I want to feel it again!” I say, “No, not this morning; I need to get some sleep. But we can do it again tonight and any other night you would like.” That was the first time for John and me but we had many more nights where we played with each other till the early hours of the morning. But those are other stories for another time.