Gay Erotic Stories

Like most gay teenagers, I didn't know how to deal with my interest in other boys except hide it. Guilty pleasures would be all I'd have until I got out from under the control of my parents, I was sure. But it was my parents who set me up for my first sexual experience. After I graduated high school, all they wanted was to hear me say I was going to college. Once I did, they spared no expense to get me around to the campuses for a visit. "Here, you need money?" my dad asked, going into his wallet. "You need the keys to the car? If you need anything, let me know." Of course, dad had to show me around the campus of the college he attended. And there we ran into the son of an old classmate just beginning his freshman year. "You can explain everything better than I can," dad told the boy. "Would you mind showing Bobby around?" "No, I'll be glad to." I wasn't so sure he was glad. Dad kind of just took charge of him without asking him if he had other things to do. I apologized for that when we reached his dorm room. He laughed, saying, "My dad's that way." Other things about dad made him laugh. By the time we got back to dad, he decided he had had a "great time" showing me around. "Wish you'd stay," he said "There's going to be some big rally for freshman tomorrow." "You want to stay, you can," dad said. Sometime later, Eddie decided he wanted the two beds pushed together. After we got that done, he brought out some incense to burn, turned out the light, and switched on a radio to a station playing hits from the Fifties. Stretching out upon the bed, he grinned like a mad Cheshire cat, turned onto his side facing me, and asked, "So, what do you think?" "Nice," I replied nervously. He fluffed up a pillow, asked me to lie down next to him, and then kicked his shoes off. My stomach became a pillow for his head and there we lay with nothing to say to each other for the longest time. Then, just all at once, he was up on one elbow and in my face. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath to calm my uncertainty, then brought his head down for our first kiss. When Eddie entered me, singer Brenda Lee was on his radio cooing, "I'm sorry, sooo sorry." Then Eddie was at my left ear singing, "Oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh yes." "Oh, yes!" I cried. "Oh, yes!"