Gay Erotic Stories

I was in my second year of college and I shared a room with this unbelievably hot guy named Doug. But as is always was the case, he was very straight, or so I thought. He was a really nice guy, and was always cool about me being gay, which came out when he walked in on me once, when I was entertaining a gentleman friend. We'd had lots of silly late night discussions about which was better- straight sex or gay sex and I'd used the argument that when you're with someone who has the same equipment you know where to touch and all that... Most of these discussions we shared with this great girl named Lucy. She was a horny young lady and so it ended up that she had sex with Doug, who was a horny young man, and she wanted me there. It's a long story that I can't be bothered explaining. I couldn't do much ,but watch and jerk off...and watch Doug fuck her. I watched his strong smooth back tense as he thrust his hips and I could hear his deep heavy breaths. He had a gorgeous tight butt but I hadn't managed to see his dick... something I really wanted to check out. As I was getting close to my own load being shot, I couldn't help myself and began to stroke Doug's butt. I suddenly pulled away, thinking he could get annoyed. But he looked at me and smiled, reaching for my hand beside me. He put it again on his butt... That night was fun... but nothing compared with what was to come. It was late one night and it was raining hard. I was trying to work, so was Doug with his weights. He was tall and broad shouldered, blond with deep green eyes. I knew he had a tattoo of a tiger on his left bicep and he had a fantastic muscular chest. I got up to get a drink when he stopped his workout and looked at me intensely. "What?" I asked smiling. "I was thinking..." he began bashfully, a rarity in Doug. "You know what you said about guys knowing where to touch?" I felt a surge of sexual excitement. "Yeah... why?" I stepped closer. He didn't have an answer, so I slowly brought my lips to his and gave him a soft kiss. He didn't really respond though—rather, he was all tense and nervous. He was supposedly straight after all! "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked. He nodded so I kissed him again and began to undo his shirt buttons. I slid the shirt off his strong shoulders and began to stroke his chest, lightly playing with his nipples, which were like little brown milk dud sized studs. I then stopped and took off my shirt. I had a nice chest, not like Doug's, but well-developed. I took Doug's hand and placed it on one of my pecs, moving it in a slow stroking pattern. My cock was hard already--it was all my fantasies coming true. Doug looked a bit of nervous, but also excited like a child discovering a new toy. Soon, his hand was doing all the work by itself, lightly stroking my chest and shoulders. I went for his belt and slowly undid it, dropping his jeans around his ankles. There was an outline in his fitted boxers. I smiled at him as I slipped them down his thighs. I looked down. He was probably about seven inches, with a cut thick cock. He had smooth balls and a patch of dark brown pubic hair. I ran my hand down his chest... down his navel until I was lightly stroking his dick. He gasped. Again I had to guide his hand to my track pants. I dropped them and my underwear and soon I was holding his hand over my hard seven and a half inch dick. I was also cut, but my cock wasn't as thick. It took a while for Doug to become used to touching another guy's cock, but then there was no stopping him. It was like he was exploring new territory, giving my cock a good looking over. I was doing the same to him. "Let's go over to the bed..." I suggested, leading him over and lying beside him. We continued to stroke each other's cocks. Then I decided to go another step further I took my mouth down to his hard on. He gasped again as I licked the length of his hot cock. "Shit man..." he murmured. His hands found the back of my head. Doug was good at receiving blowjobs, as he often joked. There had been any number of pert young blonde girls willing to go down on him. I gave him the best damn blowjob of my life, and he sure was enjoying it. My tongue explored every inch- from the very tip to his balls. "I think you need a turn now..." Doug murmured. I looked up. He was smiling. "Can I have a go?" "Are you sure?" I asked. "Uh-huh," and this once upon a time straight boy moved towards my cock. I could tell he was nervous, probably a little scared too. But he wanted to try it and that earned kudos! I lay back and looked down- this was amazing. He stared at my cock as if gathering courage to start... "You don't have to-" I was stopped by his tongue slowly stroking my dick. I moaned softly as Doug worked my cock with his mouth and tongue. For an amateur he knew how to suck dick. He took a lot in his mouth and he licked every surface including the hole at the very tip. I moaned again. He looked up and smiled bashfully. He slid up so he could whisper in my ear. "Could you fuck me?" I swear my heart stopped for a second. "Are you sure?" "Stop asking that! Just do it..." I reached to the bedside table and pulled out a condom. Meanwhile, Doug went on all fours... his gorgeous butt rising in the air. He was breathing heavily. I stroked his lower back. "Just relax... it may hurt a bit. I'll stop anytime you tell me to." Then, I looked at his butt for a moment. I couldn't believe this. I was about to fuck a straight guy I had wanted for so long. Then I slowly pushed my dick into his hole. He groaned deeply. I went further until I was comfortably nestled in his firm butt. He let out another deep groan, as I began to fuck him slowly. I gripped his hips and pushed deep into him. I was worried I might have been hurting him, but he didn't seem to be in pain... I was getting really close to cumming... I pulled out and finished off by hand... shooting my hot load over Doug's butt. It was the most intense orgasm I'd ever had and it took a few moments to come to my senses. Doug had rolled over on to his back and looked up at me, smiling. He was jacking his dick fast and hard... and I watched his face contort for a second as his own load shot all over his washboard chest and stomach. "Fuck..." he said when he could speak again. "I've never cum like that before..." I lay beside him, holding him tight and close, kissing him lightly. Then, he reached over and grabbed me, pressing me to him. I felt the slippery cum ooze between our bodies. He wriggled around, allowing our the cum to spread over our chests, stomach and spent, but still semi-hard cocks. "How did I go?" he asked. "Perfect! You must have done this before..." I smiled at him triumphantly. "I told you gay sex was better than straight sex." THE END Any feedback to clif3012@hotmail.com should there be a part two to this story?