Gay Erotic Stories

"Oh! Oh! Harder, harder! Oh, yeah!" Thomas moaned, groaned, screamed and cried as David plunged his hard meat into his ass. "Yeah, yeah, fuck me, fuck me! Harder, harder!..." "Oh, yeah, mother fucker. I'm gonna fucking cum all up inside you, then I'll let you lick off all the cum from my cock, and you can suck me till I cum again. Yeah, fucker, make me cum!" David yelled. "OOOH, YEAH!!" David shot his sweet man juice inside of Thomas' ass, as promised. Returning to their fifth-period classes, David and Thomas thought back a few moments, when they were having a homosexual fuckfest in the men's room. It was incredible: having sexual intercourse in school. They had never done that before. It had felt so good, however, that they were sure to do it again. Some time, when the time was right, they'd get out of class at a set time, and pleasure each other once more. The night of their first encounter at school, David called Thomas and asked what he was doing. "Just thinking of you," Thomas replied. "What about you?" "Beating it." "Right now?" "Yes...now." "Mmm..." Thomas thought of certain things to do to him now, in such a vulnerable and horny state. "Can I help you?" "You really want to?" "Of course. Let me just" -- he stood up, walked to his bedroom door, and shut and locked it -- "secure the room." Thomas began undressing himself, cradling the phone between his shoulder and his chin. "I'm softly caressing your cock, feeling it throb," he began in a soft voice. "Yeah?" David confirmed. "Yes," Thomas assured him. "I slowly circle your sack with my middle finger, keeping the rest of my hand on your cock." "Oooh, yeah," David sighed, slowly stroking his seven-and-a-half-inch erection. "That feels good." "Does it?" David made a two-tone noise indicating his approval. "What if I started licking it? Would it feel better then?" "Yeah," David answered quietly, his eyes now closed. "My lips close around your rod, my tongue sliding side to side, up and down. My head, bobbing from top to bottom, slowly... My hand moves away from your cock, now gently holding your sack. My middle finger slowly penetrates your ass, sliding inward, making you quiver." David used his hand as a guide, substituting it for David's. He kept his right hand on his cock, slowly stroking it; his left hand he cupped around his sack, his middle finger working its way in to his ass. "Tell me more," he quietly orders Thomas. "Tell me more and make me cum." Thomas starts in a soft, soothing voice: "I jack you off while my mouth slides down your shaft, circles your balls, my tongue darting into your ass. My free hand slides up your chest, fondling your nipples, massaging your pecs." David tried to follow him, and did what he could. One hand was jacking off, and the other went from touching his chest to the inside of his ass. "Now I jack you off faster" -- and David went faster -- "and faster and faster. My tongue has made a lubricant in your ass hole. I now slide in two fingers" -- David wets his index and middle fingers, then slides them in to his ass -- "and slowly move them, in and out, in and out." "Ohh, yeah," David whispered, his eyes closed. "Make me cum." Thomas wanted this to be special. He reached into his mind -- and into his pants -- and found the perfect over-the-phone sex. "While my fingers are in your ass, I take my hand off your cock and replace it with my mouth. My tongue thrashes hard, my head bobs up and down so fast you think you're going to cum in a couple of seconds. I slowly slide my hand from your chest onto your cock, moving it extremely fast." "I'm close to cumming," David manages to mutter, stroking his cock, moaning with pleasure and delight. "Make me cum, Thomas, make me cum!" "My mouth now rests on your head while my hand does all the work. Faster and faster, harder and harder, tighter and tighter, stronger and stronger..." "I'm going to cum..." "My hand, faster and faster! David, put the phone up to your cock! I want to hear the cum splash on the receiver!" David does as he's told. On the other line, Thomas can hear his moans from far away, and closer by he hears the beating David unleashes on his huge cock. Thomas is now stroking as well -- as he has been since he learned David was, too. He's remotely close to climax, but not quite as close as David. "YES! YES! OH, YES!" Thomas hears the yells and screams from the other end. This pushes him to stroke faster, harder. He cradles the phone between his shoulder and his neck, leaving a free hand; with this hand he cups his sack, rolling his balls around in his fingers. "HERE I CUM!" Thomas heard several strokes before the impact hit. Along with the drumming sound the cum made as it hit the phone receiver, Thomas heard a huge sigh of relief from David. There was a moment's pause from David; Thomas, however, continued to jack off at a steady pace. After a few brief seconds of silence, David picked up the phone from the bed and, wiping the cum from the phone, spoke to Thomas. "Thank you," he said gratefully. There was no response from the other line. David waited a short while, then asked, "Hello? Hello?" "Sorry," Thomas said, almost out of breath. "I just came, too." "Oh," David replied. "Well," he began, "I guess I'll see you tomorrow." "Um, okay. I'll see you tomorrow, too." "Bye." "Bye." They both hung up the phone. David picked it back up, found the cum that his fingers didn't find, and licked it off the buttons and receiver. The following day at school, David and Thomas met each other again in the main hallway. "Come with me to the yard behind the gym," Thomas said to David. Before David could ask why, Thomas grasped his hand and dragged him there. Waiting for them was another guy, about their age. "Whoa," David thought to himself, "he's hot!" "David," Thomas said, patting the stranger on the back, "this is Josh. He wants to join in on our...romance." At this remark, David looked stunned. To elaborate, Thomas said, "Last night, after you and I hung up, the phone rang again. It was this voice I'd never heard before, but the mystery was quickly explained. Josh here is my neighbor, and he saw me through his window. His dad's a cop, and he knows how to use the scanner. Long story short, he heard the last part of our conversation, and jacked off while he listened to us." "So he called you?" David asked. "Yep. Guess so," Thomas replied smiling. "You up for a threesome?" "Always," David replied, and the three of them headed for the bathroom. Copyright (C) Jack Mioff 1997