Gay Erotic Stories

By the time I was in 6th grade, I knew I liked boys, sexually. My only problem was that I was an only child living in the middle of what I thought was nowhere, I had no outlet for my desires. I had learned early on what to do with other boys by watching my cousin and her friends fooling around in the basement of our grandmother’s house. The boys from that neighborhood all shared 2 common traits: First, they all were hung like horses and second, they all were horny fucks who would do anything to get off with a chick. There was alot of truth or dare, strip poker, and just plain old sex going on in that basement. Everyday I was treated to the sight of my cousin’s friend jacking off the 9” cock of one of the guys. She would also suck it for him, but only if it was covered, by his T-shirt. I loved to watch his fat cock stick straight up in the air as she slowly jacked him, when he came it would fly right up over his head, he looked like he was pissing he came so much, hot shit to see for a young teen-age boy. So I knew what to do but had no one to do it to. Like I said I lived in the middle of nowhere, I needed to find a willing partner and had limited men to draw from. I set my sights on the most sexually active stud boy I knew, my cousin Chris. This guy fucked at least a hundred women by the time he was 16, probably more. I remember once hearing my uncle yelling at him because Chris had brought two girls home with him one night and fucked them both in his parent’s house. Like I said he was one serious stud pony. I figured I would have the best chance with him as he was obviously so horny all the time, I hoped he would figure getting it off a guy would be alright as long I didn’t expect anything from him. The thought of a guy blowing me never even came into my head then; I was all about servicing a man. I remember once wrestling with Chris on his parent’s bed once as we were watching TV. It was at the onset of me realizing I wanted to do him, and as we wrestled I grabbed at his cock. He took it as if I was going to hit him there and got a little pissed; he told me it wasn’t cool to hit a guy in the balls. Little did he realize my intention was by no means to hurt him, I wanted his cock. The good thing was that I got a good feel of his meat, and even stuffed in his tight jeans, his cock was a monster, that day my lust for my cousin started me on fire. I often would spend Saturdays at my aunt’s house, both she and my father worked every Saturday, and my uncle was often working some overtime or running errands. Sometimes I was even there alone. Somehow I knew it was going to happen one day, my uncle took my cousin and her baby to visit a friend in the city, I knew it would be hours before they came home. I stayed behind and waited for Chris to come home. I didn’t know where he was, but somehow I knew he would come back. When he did my heart was racing. The first thing he did when he came home was to take off his clothes to put them in the laundry. The washing machine was right outside his bedroom off the hallway. He stripped off his shirt revealing his beefy pecs covered w/ downy blond hair, then he dropped his jeans and took off his socks. All he had on was an old pair of underwear that was more rips than cloth. I got so excited seeing that thinking they got that way by some horny bitch ripping them off him. I was never close with Chris, beside that one little wrestling game; I really never interacted with him at all. He was after all a big cocky bastard; I was just his little cousin. That day however I was all over him, hanging around him while he loaded his clothes into the washer, asking him the most stupid questions I could come up with as an excuse to stay near him. I must have made him nervous because when it was time to lose the underwear and put something else on, he ducked into his room and closed the door most of the way. When he came out, I nearly passed out! He was holding the underwear in his hand, I almost grabbed them from him, but I held back. He had on the skimpiest, tightest pair of shorts I had ever seen on him. The kind of shorts that fit you 5 years ago but you keep around to wear when all the rest of your clothes are dirty. I could see that slab of cock meat resting in those shorts, curved slightly up and to the left on his crotch. I probably gasped when I saw him, by now I think he was getting the vibe of what was going on with me. We went to the living room to watch TV. I was so nervous I did not know what to do, I could hardly contain myself. He was stretched out on the couch, no shirt, just those shorts; he had a large hardcover book next to him. It had been lying over his crotch, but he finally moved it to the side. Because I was so nervous I could not sit still. I would get up and walk down the hallway to look out the window to make sure no one was home yet, while at the other end of the house I tried to psyche myself out to just go to the living room and grab some cock. I played scenarios in my head about things I could say, thinking I could somehow trick him into giving it up. He knew what was going on, every time I got up he watched me from the corner of his eye, he was just being the cocky bastard he was, waiting for me to make a move. I finally had the balls to say something, my idea of being coy and seductive. I told him that I had a dream about him the night before, he asked if it had been a nightmare. Sheepishly, I responded that it was not scary, but actually kind of dirty. Oh, he said, a wet dream. He really knew now, I had nothing to lose but still could not get the courage to go over to him. There was no way he would start it with me, he was the boss and expected me to crawl over to him. I noticed that the telephone, which normally sat on a table at the foot of the couch, was on the opposite side. I decided to move it back, meaning I would have to grab the phone from above Chris’ head and walk it down the other end where his feet were. As I stood up and grabbed the phone Chris quickly and rather alarmed asked me where I was going. I wasn’t leaving, was I? This was just what I was waiting for, I had him. He knew I wanted him and he liked it, he was willing to take it further. I told him I wasn’t going anywhere, just replacing the phone to its right place. He was relieved. When I got to the end of the couch and put the phone down I just looked at him lying there for a moment. Then I sat my ass down right by his feet. My heart was beating out of my chest; my hormones were fucking on fire. I was totally gone to reason or fear; I had to get it. I told Chris I wanted to show him what had happened in my dream; he snickered and said ok. For some reason though I did not want him looking at me as I grabbed his cock. I took that hardcover book he had and put it over his eyes. He wore glasses and even with the big book over them he could still see. I finally had him where I wanted. With the book covering his eyes, my courage came back. I rubbed that fat cock through his shorts, but it was not enough, I needed bare skin. I tried to pull his shorts down, but they were too tight. I could only get the head of his dick out. I started to rub it with my fingers, loving every second of it. Chris however would not be satisfied with this childish jackoff. He pushed his shorts down and I got about two handfuls of rockhard, straight boy cousin cock. What happened next really set me off, Chris said, I would rather have you suck it. Oh my god! Exactly what I had wanted to do. I could not even speak, only nod my head about a million times yes,yes,yes, oh my fucking god yes, shove that cock down my throat, gag me you stud bastard. He got up and walked to his room, his huge cock swinging before him and me trailing after like a little puppy. Just then his son of a bitch friend from across the street knocks at the back door, the one right near his room. Chris shoved his cock back in his shorts and answered. His friend wanted to borrow a bowling ball, I thought if I find that fucking ball I will shove it up your ass for interrupting my first gay experience. Chris sent him to the shed to look for the ball then took me into his room, pushed me to my knees and tried to force feed me his cock. I was too nervous and did not want to do it like that, he told me it would only take a second and to suck it quickly. I still could not do it, and besides as we were in his room my uncle and cousin came home. I was so pissed off. I suggested we leave and go somewhere in his car so I could finish what I started. He agreed and he told his father he was going to the store, I’m sure they were shocked when I said I was going too as I never did anything with Chris. He put on some ripped jeans and a wife beater and drove me to a back road that no one ever used. He unzipped hi pants and once again that 9” cock stood straight up. It was all mine to play with. It was hard at first to suck it, my mouth and throat could not take the girth of his cock, and it was so long I could not get it down my throat. He put his hand on the back of my head and applied pressure, my mouth got used to the big meat and I started to take more and more cock in my throat. It did not take long. There was no ball licking, no tongue play, just me bobbing up and down on his huge pole. He blasted my tonsils with buckets of come, I was caught unaware, and he did not warn me he was coming. I held as much as I could in my mouth, some leaked out the side, and then I spit it out the door of the car. It was so thick and salty. I wanted to swallow it but was afraid of getting a disease. After that he zipped up and started the engine. On the way home I asked if I could do it again some time. He said maybe as long as I never told anyone. I agreed. When I asked him if he wanted to fuck my ass he said no, the fucker even went so far as to suggest I go the local bus station bathroom to find someone to fuck me. Like I said he was a bastard. But even so, he was my first cock and I will never forget that day. I can even smell him still, all those hormones, his manly musk still makes me hard. That was the first of many times I got together and serviced Chris. Those are good stories too, but will have to wait another day.