Gay Erotic Stories

All this started when my mom had to take another job in the afternoon. I lived quite a way from our apartment so my uncle, from my father's side, offered to drive me home on his way to working the night shift. This worked well for about a month.. Then my uncle and I were sitting outside my apartment in his car when he started to stroke my thigh. I was 18 at the time, and I knew that I liked guys heaps better than girls, and as his hand slipped under my belt, it felt so good; I sure wasn't stopping him. His hand fondled my cock in my shorts. "Is there anyone home?" he asked. "Nope," I answered breathlessly. We headed up to the apartment. I unlocked the door and stood just inside, having not a clue what I was supposed to do next. My uncle closed the door behind him, locking it. He came up to me and pulled my T-shirt over my slim muscular body. Then, as I had hoped, he slipped his hand down my shorts again and started to work my dick up to hard on again. Once he'd achieved this he pulled down my shorts, and I stood naked with my dick rigid with attention. My uncle took off his shirt. He had a well-developed chest covered with light chestnut fuzz. "Why don't you help me with my jeans, nephew? It might be easier if you're on your knees." I obeyed, sinking to my knees before his crotch. I undid his belt, my hands shaking slightly. His jeans dropped to the floor, and I could see a hard outline in his underwear. "Yeah... that's it boy. Take it out and introduce yourself," my uncle ordered. I pulled down his underwear and soon I was holding his long cut cock in my left hand, stroking it with my right. "Mmmm..." my uncle moaned. "Now stick my penis in your mouth boy and give it a good tongue bath." I did as I was told, licking all over my uncle's hard cock. His hands gripped the back of my head and he began to fuck my mouth... thrusting his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. Soon enough I realized this wasn't that great, and forced him out of my mouth. "Well, if you can't handle my cock in your mouth lets see how you handle it in your butt." And he pulled me up by my arms, bent me over the sofa and began to force his finger into my unlubricated hole. Then, he rammed his cock into my ass, I howled. "Take it like a man, nephew, you ain't ten anymore." He fucked me with long, fast and hard strokes, slapping my back with his hand, his other hand squeezing my hip. Then, as quickly as he started, he yelped and gave a final hard, deep thrust, as I felt hot cum shoot inside me. By now, tears were streaming down my face. I didn't even notice my uncle leave. But don't worry- this isn't all rough stuff in my story! My uncle fucked me like this for two months every Thursday afternoon. But one day, while he fucked me hard he started to strike me with his belt. This was stupid on his part, because it left marks. My best friend, Sam, noticed these marks on my back as we were changing for gym the next day. "Shit man, what the hell is that?" "Nothing," I muttered. Sam was straight, and gorgeous as they always are. He grabbed me and spun me around. "For fuck's sake, tell me who hit you?" I almost broke down into tears, and Sam realized this. His voice became softer. "Tell me after class." I did tell him, behind the bike sheds at the back of the school. He was pretty shocked, and told me to call the police. I also figured he would be grossed out, and he probably was, but he sure didn't show it. I mean, it's one thing to be cool that your best friend's gay, it's another to hear gory details about them being fucked. Here's where it gets interesting again, cuz Sam had a gay cousin named Dean. Dean was gorgeous, tall and slender with black hair and these soft, warm eyes. Sam had set him up as some kind of counselor, and god I needed it. But this wasn't the end of Sam looking after me, every Thursday afternoon he felt the need to come home with my uncle and me to catch up on homework. Gotta love that guy. In the holidays, Sam, Dean and I all camped out at Dean's tiny apartment across town. Dean only had one bed, so we all shared, staying up late watching crappy movies on his tiny TV. It was fantastic, and as we went to sleep I rested my head on Dean's chest and listened to his heartbeat. I thought he was asleep, until he started to stroke my hair. The next morning, I staggered into the bathroom. Sam was there, brushing his teeth. "I'm just going out for a jog.. for about two hours." He winked. "Good luck." As he left I heard him call out to Dean, "I'm just going out for a couple of hours." I went back into the bedroom, Dean was sitting up in bed. I lay beside him, resting my head on his chest again. He stroked my hair again. I looked up at him, and he looked back. Our eyes met and I suddenly felt unbelievable. Slowly, Dean leant forward until our lips met, and he gave me my first real kiss, softly and sweetly. I kissed back, but was pretty hopeless which made Dean laugh. Then, still grinning, he pulled off my T-shirt, and pushed me gently back down on to the pillows with his shoulder. I gasped as his lips began to lightly kiss my smooth chest... and he nibbled on each nipple in turn before running his tongue back up my neck to my lips. We kissed again, and Dean pulled off his shirt, throwing it to the floor. He was truly beautiful, a smooth, perfect chest. I knelt up, and kissed his chest like he had done mine and I was thrilled to see he was enjoying it as much as I had. But then, he pushed me slowly back down so I was lying on the bed. Then his tongue went back to work, starting at my lips and slowly, slowly moving down. I could barely breathe as his tongue reached my navel, making little circles as he teased me. Looking at me, smiling, he began to slide my boxers down my legs. I swear, I could hardly breathe again as he slowly, ever so slowly, slid the boxers down, and he didn't take his eyes from mine, smiling at me with a lopsided grin. Then, the boxers were gone, and my hard cock sprung up. Dean started to slowly massage my cock. I slid my hand down my chest and rested it on the back of his head... this encouraged him to take my cock in his mouth. It was unbelievable! My uncle of course hadn't believed in returning the favors I gave him every Thursday and Dean's tongue was doing things to my cock I never thought possible and the overwhelming pleasure of it was making me moan and squirm. Dean found this very amusing, and giggled a little. I was close to eruption when Dean slithered up and kissed me again, firmly this time. "Can I fuck you?" he whispered in my ear. It sounds silly, but the fact that he asked first blew my mind- of course my uncle had never bothered. I could barely mouth my answer... "Yes..." Dean gave me a movie star smile as he reached for the condoms and KY in his bedside table... When he was ready, he moved my legs into a V and slowly raised me up and I felt fingers rub my hole. And like everything else he did to me, he slowly worked his dick into my butt, smiling but concentrating intensely. And he was so gentle... after the crazy jackhammer fucking my uncle gave me... it took him ages until he was in me, stroking my legs as he slowly, slowly moved his dick in and out of me. I was breathing heavily and so was Dean as he gently fucked me... I had no idea sex between guys could be this tender and it was fantastic. Soon I felt that feeling familiar to every teenage boy... the beginnings of orgasm... starting deep in my stomach and welling up my body until I was exploding uncontrollably across my chest and across Dean's... he smiled happily as I moaned and writhed with pleasure tingling all over my body. Once the stars and colors had faded, I realized Dean had pulled out of me and was close to shooting off too... which he did, his hot white cum splattering my chest. Then he did the greatest thing, he leant forward and tenderly kissed me and it was incredible as his lips caressed mine... We lay back on the bed, resting against each other. He held my hand and we toyed with our fingers and we managed to match our breathing... When Sam got home we were still like this. He just rolled his eyes and walked straight back out again, but he was grinning... Should there be a sequel?? Comments: clif3012@hotmail.com