Gay Erotic Stories

I was completely appalled when my mother broke the news she was getting re-married. Well I wanted her to be happy but not in this case. I go to a small town school and I am not the most popular kid. You see that in this town if you aren't rich you aren't anything. Well anyway, there has been this boy in my class that has given me hell since third grade when I first moved here. He was always telling me I was stupid and would never be anything. Well I realized that I was gay in the middle of my freshman year. I am an artsy person. I sing and dance and I am on the color guard (well I am the captain this year). My mom has been seeing his dad for about a year and a half. We still didn't get along at all. I tend to get a little bitchie when I am woke up in the morning, well the day before our parents got married he came in my room and started griping at me, I started yelling at him and threw a glass bottle at him. Well my mom and his father came in and asked what was going on. Well they decided to punish us by making us stay together while they went on their honeymoon. So I decided that I might as well try to be nice to Josh while I had to put up with him. We are both seniors and we decided to throw a party since we were home alone. Well I am about 5'9 and 135 pounds, short brown hair and deep blue eyes; I am good looking so I have been told. Josh is 6'2 close to 145 and has short blonde hair and blue eyes. Well at about three everyone left and we were there to clean the mess. We were both pretty snockerd and well horny. After we cleaned up we went to my room to talk, my room is cool; it has black lights, a disco ball and it’s just a neat place to hang. We were finally starting to get along and be friendly towards each other. I asked him why he had always treated me like shit. His reply floored me, he said I have always been attracted to you and I hated it because I don't understand why I feel this way. Well coming from the star football player I was quite caught off guard. My father was a coach and I always figured jocks were straight. I told him that he made my life hell and I don't know why he always took it out on me. And then he kissed me, not just a peck but a passionate kiss. Well we started making out and things went too far. Well, we ended up having sex. He tackled me on my waterbed and started undressing me, not that I minded at all. He kissed his way down my neck, to my stomach, which always turns me on, and then he started sucking me off. I told him I want more and I undressed him, kissing him softly and undressing him like he could break at any moment. I ran my hands all over his smooth hard body. I kissed him all over and started sucking on his tool. He apparently had no idea what a good blowjob was. He started ramming his pelvic bone in my chin. Before I knew it he came down my throat. He was shaking so hard that I thought he was having a seizure. After he finished I kissed him and he said now I get to please you. Before I knew it he had me pinned to the bed and he was straddling my cock. He said he had to go slow because it was his first time. I kissed him to assure him I understood. He started siting on my cock and before long he had it all in. He started moving slowly up and down. He picked up the pace and we were doing this for about an hour; I finally blew my wad and then he collapsed on top of me. We finally decide to go to sleep. We slept in each other’s arms that night. I never knew that someone could make me feel so good until he kissed me in the morning. Since then we have shared my room. Our parents asked us why and we said that he likes my waterbed and all the cool lights in my room. Mom finally realized what was going on. She asked us if we loved each other and we both said yes. She said she wouldn't tell his father. She didn't either. To this day we still sleep in each other’s arms and have the best sex. But as far as anyone else know we are just stepbrothers. THE END