Gay Erotic Stories

Runner and Computer Geek/Stud I'd like to tell you about Marcus, my best friend, lover, and absolute hot roommate. We met over a year ago when we both took a computer class at the local community college. Marcus was more advanced than I at the computer, having taught basic computer classes at the local high school. Still, we were learning how to put together web pages, and he was starting at the beginning just like me. Well, we had to share computers, and since I had met Marcus before, and knew him only a little, I suggested that we share terminals. He did not disagree, and that's how it all started. Actually, ever since I had met Marcus, I thought he was extremely hot, hung and huge, but also thought he was involved with the woman he lived with. Of course, I learned later, that it was just a small town cover.....something that worked for he and his lesbian housemate so that they could carry on their chosen lifestyles in the guise of living as a heterosexual couple. Hey, who was I to question this incredibly handsome man sitting next to me. I studied his features as he played around on the internet while we waited for our instructor to find all her materials. He has sandy brown hair, closely cropped, a long, square face, iridescent blue eyes, a contagious smile, perfect teeth, and a body that just wouldn't quit. When he stood to move over to this spot, I realized he was well over 6 foot tall. I myself stand about 6 foot, and he had at least four or five inches on me. He had very broad shoulders, but a narrow waist. He wore a polo shirt that was tight around his well muscled arms. His jeans were very tight, and I could tell there was a huge piece of love muscle waiting in the basket. His legs were long, very long, and looked like a marathon runners legs. In fact, Marcus did run, and was very conscious of his appearance and health. Just then I heard him chuckle, and mutter, "Wow, there really is a lot of interesting stuff here." He had opened a web sight I had seen before that showed many naked men and many of pictures of studs in various suck and fuck positions. I decided to just let him gaze and surf for a while, but noticed that his dick was stiff, and he was shifting in his chair. Hey, maybe there was some hope here. Just then the teacher arrived, and Marcus quickly hit the back button and returned to his search page, and then back to the web creator page we started with. I couldn't help thinking about his erection, and the fact that he was surfing porn sites, and when the class ended and he asked me to go for coffee, I couldn't refuse. As we were sipping our steaming lattes, I got bold and asked him, "Say Marcus, I couldn't help notice the boner you got when you were surfing. What's that all about?" "Can you keep a secret?" he asked, leaning closer so no one else could hear. "Sure. Anything you say to me won't go anywhere. You know that." I had to remind him that I was a counselor at the local mental health agency, and that if he had something to tell me, I had to keep it confidential. "Well, you know Tina, the woman I live with? Well, she's a lesbian and I'm gay. We live together so that people won't ask questions that are none of their business. She has her lovers, I have mine, and no one ever knows any of it goes on because, after all, Tina and I are roommates.....we live together, we do things together, and people think we ARE together." "Wow. I would never have thought you were gay. You are so straight acting and appearing, and you run all the time, and you're in such great shape. God, this is fuckin' great!" He looked a little puzzled. I placed my had on his thigh and found his long, slender cock. Without being too obvious, I started stroking his now hardening rod. "We'd better get out of here, and quick," he said, "before I cream more than the coffee!" Since Marcus had ridden his bike, I offered to put it in the back of my pickup, and we were off. He told me on the way to his place that his roommate was on vacation, and we'd have the place to ourselves. I almost drove off the road at the thought of having this 6 foot 4 inch stud naked and next to me in bed, in the shower, on the floor, anyplace he wanted me to be. We got into his apartment, and he turned and took my head in his hands and pulled me forward, kissing deeply into my mouth and around my goatee. His face, classic in it's beauty, was covered with stubble, and I could see his hairy pecs sticking out of the tight polo shirt. I pulled it up and was astounded at what I saw. Marcus had a long waist, and his abs were perfectly formed, covered with light brown fur. His pecs were hard and his nipples sharp and erect, waiting for my mouth, which raced to tongue them. His long arms were well worked long muscles, but not overly built like a bodybuilder. His hands and fingers were very long and hard, veiny and ready to work my dick and balls. I always heard that the size of a mans cock was proportionate to the size of his fingers. Well, if that were the case, I'd be in for a treat tonight. Marcus unsnapped his jeans. His penis was straining against the fabric to get out. He rolled down his jeans and there stood, rock hard, a 10 inch, slender, uncut cock begging for a mouth to devour it. Mine was ready. As I sucked his dick, I placed my hands on his tight ass. His butt was hard and well worked, a runner's ass. Within a short few seconds he was erupting hot, white man juice into my mouth. I tried to get it all, but some seeped out. As quickly as I had raced to his dick, he raced to mine. He ripped my jeans off and put my fully engorged nine inches in his wet, hot mouth. His tongue worked wonders on my hard love muscle, sucking and licking at the same time. I could feel the hot, white cum circulating in my balls, and within minutes was steaming into his mouth. He managed to get it all, and smiled with his beautiful blue eyes, because his mouth hadn't let go of my cock yet. I could see that he was soon to be ready again, and I reached down to massage his balls. Something unusual was happening here. He only seemed to have one ball. I stopped for a minute and looked closer. Sometimes two pull up and seem like one, but all I could see was one. "Marcus, what's going on down here?" I inquired. "Nothing much now. But about ten years ago I had testicular cancer. One of my balls had to be removed. Ever since then I've been on testosterone to keep my sexual functioning normal. Actually, I think it's way more than normal." I could see he was getting hard again, and I had to agree with him. Even with only one ball, he was a sexual powerhouse, and I was going to take full advantage of it. I pulled his cock up, and massaged the one ball he did have. My own dick sprang up again. I moved over his hard dick and opened my asshole so that he could enter with ease. He did push hard, and was in only two thrusts. Then he went to it, fucking me like I was riding a bronco. His long legs were strong and great at lifting and throwing me up and down. My own cock and balls were stimulated by the movement, and I was hard again and feeling very much like I was about to cum. I had never been given such a ride, and wanted to enjoy it for all; it was worth. Marcus gave me one very strong push up and I could feel the hot liquid inside my asshole. My own balls decided to erupt at that very moment, and creamed Marcus' face. He laughed out loud, and I pushed forward to kiss the creamy white stuff off his face. We lay entangled in each other's arms for a long time. He had shared something very private with me, telling me about his cancer. He had also emptied himself into me, and I in he. How much closer could we be? "Have you decided what you want to do your web site on?" he asked. "No, not really. Hey, how about a gay site with pictures and advice and words of wisdom from all your years, Hell, I would never have known you were gay. And what could you tell people about cancer, and survival?" I asked. "Yeah, maybe a gay men's health site. We could even describe sexual positions, tricks, and fun things, as well as more serious advice about AIDS and cancer and prostrate problems. Men need to know and they need to know how to take care of themselves," Marcus said seriously. Then he smiled. "Not! Let's just scan and publish the hottest, horniest guys doing what guys do best.....fucking and sucking and jacking and cumming." "Sure, and what do you think our straight laced, old maid professor would do if we submitted it for a grade?" "Hey, who cares. She'd probably enjoy a little action! Let's go for it." Marcus and I planned all night, often checking hot sites and other scans, getting hot and hard, relieving ourselves, and then getting back to work. Who knows how many new web sites and porno shots we could develop. Who knows! Check us out on the web.....you might find us somewhere at a www. near you!