Gay Erotic Stories

I was 15. It was the summer of '87 - it started out to be the most boring summer of my life. I was with a girl at the time... she was off at sleep away camp. I had always been artistic and sort of creative and different, but it never occurred to me that I was gay because in the fake world created in my small town, no one was. I had my manly man strait friends, but I never truly fit in with them because from the start I was just different. Things weren't very hot and heavy with my "girlfriend" but she was really nice to talk to. Without her, the summer seemed like it would be hell. I was wrong My guy friends were really nice and just thought of me as one of the crowd, even though they knew there was something about me that wasn't right. Now that summer had begun and we were free, my friend John decided to have a big male bonding sleepover to really get things going. I went to the party, and there was the usual - burps, farts, chips, and a playboy or two. It was boring as hell to me and apparently to some of the others too. John decided to sneak into his father’s bar and get a little bit of beer. Three of the eight of us that were there quietly went and each got a six pack of beer without waking John’s parents. I didn't want to drink, so I just took a few sips and passed it on... yet nevertheless, in under an hour, all of the beer was empty. The guys were beyond tipsy now and were getting pretty loud and crazy. I played along, and suggested that we go outside so John's family wouldn't wake up. The group followed me out. One of the guys, Kevin, asked if anyone had any ideas of anything to do. The most rambunctious of the pack, Christian, suggested that we all take off our clothes and see if we could run down the street and back without getting caught... some of us agreed and started stripping. My dick began to quickly stiffen, I figured because I was nervous. Christian was first to get naked and was hopping around in his drunkenness with his package flopping around everywhere. Everyone was stripped except for sober old me. Christian was blond, had nice blue eyes, and a great smooth body. He also had nice length. He asked me why I wasn't stripped and I replied that I wasn't sure if I could go through with it... even though I have a nice body, my self confidence was low. He looked me in the eye and told me that I WAS going. I saw something in his eyes and it all sort of came to me. I don't think that I was stiff because I was nervous. I was really enjoying seeing all of these naked studs. Before I could finish that thought Christian ripped of my clothes leaving me in boxers with a nice eight-incher peeking its way out the fly. He laughed and with a single sexy thrust, he ripped off my boxers. "Alright, let's go." he said. We all started sprinting down the street. I went pretty slowly so that I could stare at their luscious asses that I had just discovered - I was totally turned on for the first time in my life. When we were halfway down the street, someone's light flickered on. We all freaked and scattered in ones and twos. Incidentally, Christian ran by my side. We made it into some bushes by the side of the road there was a little clearing in between two bushes. The ground was smooth. The street light was pretty far away from this spot and the dim lighting barely let us see our silhouettes. Add the influence of alcohol, and Christian was basically in the dark. My newfound desire took over. I positioned myself perfectly so that if my panting friend shifted positions he would bump into me. He did he fell frontward on my solid cock. I realized he now was hard too. He, I knew, was totally unaware of his state, and I knew he would forget this night by morning. I couldn't resist. I held his swelling cock in my hands and started to massage this silky young organ. I then placed it in my mouth and began to suck. Harder and harder... he only moaned - no words. He tensed up and I felt him spurt milkiness into my mouth. I then kissed him and let him taste his juices. In the silence of the night we reversed roles, and played with each other for what seemed like an eternity. Some of the group heard noise coming from the bushes they all slowly came over and joined us in stroking and sucking. Soon we laid our exhausted selves down. All the energy that could have been used to go to our clothes had been worn out. We were a pile of eight boys. There was cum everywhere. Seven of us were drunk - and I was in ecstasy. The next morning we were awaken by John's neighbor. However, that is a totally different story about eight boys who woke up with hangovers, naked in the bushes being stared at by a neighbor; then being escorted straight to John's house without even given time to put back on our clothes. We swore that we would never tell anyone, and I never did, up until now. The other guy’s version I'm sure is a little bit different. However, I will always remember the most amazing night of my life when I discovered who I was and the pleasure I got from those young innocent boys.