Gay Erotic Stories

My cousin Scott was actually several years younger than me. He was a basketball player and so was well built, without being gigantic like a football person would be. Every summer, our family would have a big get together, not really a reunion, because they were people we saw all during the year, it just was a convenient time. It would take place at my grandparents’ house on a lake .The night before, my folks and I stayed over as well as my Aunt and Uncle and their two sons. Scott and his older brother. He wasn’t able to participate in Scott’s escapades tonight, as he sometimes did because he wouldn’t be there until the next day. Soon night fell and darkness covered the land. Scott and I had agreed to meet outside and decide from there where to go to enjoy one another. The area was a family estate and so was not heavily developed and thus dark and full of wooded places. There was not much underbrush so in the woods was not a good idea because of high visibility. The most logical place was an unoccupied bedroom in the house. We slipped in and locked the door. We knew we had to be quiet, because our grandmother is an extremely light sleeper. We moved over to the bed and sat down. Being the elder of us, I was in control of the proceedings. This adventure was nothing new to us. Scott and I had stayed together many nights here and other places, because our families often traveled together. Scott stood up. I took his shirt and lifted the green T-shirt over his head, and threw it on the floor. We embraced and kissed passionately. When we broken embrace. I licked all over his chest. For a late teen, he had surprisingly little body hair. I licked and kissed all over his chest and stomach; paying special attention to his nipples. Scott always got erotic pleasure from that. After I worked my way down his body, I stopped just above his pants line. I started hungrily at this light blue denim and wanted to snatch them down. Instead, I moved around to his back and went down it licking and kissing and soon arrived at the rear pants line. I put my face against the fabric covering his slender ass and smelled its musty sweetness. I inhaled deeply before reaching around his thin frame and grabbing the button of his jeans. As I did, I felt his swollen dick pressing against the zipper, screaming to be released from its cotton prison. I pulled the zipper down, released the button. His beautiful dick popped out of his boxers and smacked my wrist. ‘Your turn’s coming.” I whispered to it. I pulled at the band of his green boxers and watched his ass emerge from behind it. It was a beautiful ass, perfectly shaped and just the right smoothness and firmness. Not too soft, and not too hard. I took my tongue and ran it up the entire length of his crack from where his legs met to the top. I grabbed the perfect globes with my hands and spread them apart revealing a nice pink hole, just itching to be tampered with. I kissed the insides of his butt and felt the hairs brush against my face. My tongue quickly found his hole and started poking at it. My hand reached around his body and started to massage his groin area. Not masturbating, just rubbing, erotically. By the time I got to his dick, I wanted it to be leaking and crying to be blown. I moved around and starting kissing his stomach again, spinning my tongue in his navel. He sat on the edge of the bed, I moved to his somewhat hairier legs and down to his feet, sucking each toe individually. I moved back up. “Suck me. Please, the torture is terrible.” He said in a strained whisper. I moved up and took his dick in my mouth. Like his body, it was long and thin. I had a big mouth so I could suck him all the way down. I bobbed my head up and down and he moaned. “Shhh.” I warned, removing his dick from my mouth. “Keep going.” It didn’t take long before he spewing tons of milky saltiness into my mouth. I swallowed every drop. He lay back on the bed with his legs spread. He just laid there, panting. Completely exhausted by the erotic torture of wanting to be sucked, but having everything else done. Phase two of my leadership. I grabbed Scott’s feet and swung them around until his whole body was on the bed. I rolled him over onto his back. It suddenly dawned on me that I didn’t have any lube. “What are you waiting for?” Scott asked, rolling onto his side. He could tell that I was gathering a mouthful of saliva for a reason. He rolled back and waited patiently. I pulled his ass cheeks apart and put my lips right on the hole and released some. Then I put more on my fingers and shoved it inside. He jumped slightly at the intrusion. I put the rest on my pulsating eight inches and prepared to dive in. I grabbed his feet and dragged him to the edge of the bed and rested his knees on the floor. I put my dick right in his ass up to the hole and felt its soothing warmth. I pressed the head against his hole and slowly slid in. I moved in and out slowly, rhythmically at first, then harder and harder and wilder and wilder. I was about to blow into him when there was a knock at the door. “Now how were we going to explain this?” I wondered aloud. “I don’t know, this is a rather compromising position don’t you think?” “Hey guys!” came a whispered call from under the door, “Are you in there?” It was Robert, Scott’s older brother. He was a slender well build stud too. I removed myself from Scott. I was still clothed except for my protruding cock. I concealed it and answered the door, as Scott hid his naked, slick body behind the bed, just in case it wasn’t Robert. It was. “I thought you weren’t going to be here tonight?” “I wouldn’t miss this for the world!” Robert replied as he walked in and unzipped his pants.