Gay Erotic Stories

This is the final part of my story. Again, apologies for it taking me so long to post it. When not comparing auctions and telling you guys about it, I do have to study! As always, I appreciate all comments, and you can email me on benscott55@hotmail.com "As the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. This is no exception. But, have you had a good night..?" The roars and screams of the exceptionally excited audience answered my question for me. "But, the show ain't over till the sexy boy strips! Please welcome to the stage for your sexual gratification, Mr Will Owens!" The screaming grew hysterical as the sexiest lad on campus strutted his stunning 5'10 frame on stage right next to me. Blond hair down to eye level, green eyes you could lose your soul into, and the words body to die for may be a cliché, but it is a cliché that was created for this nineteen year old boy stood inches away from me. He was smiling, one of those beautifully natural smiles that nobody can resist. Despite his looks, Will was not arrogant or conceited. He seemed totally unaware of the effect he had on people, and was even shy around girls. He was also one of my best friends. Will is an all round athlete, he plays university level football, as well competing nationally at the 200 metres. He was dressed for the occasion in school uniform. Grey trousers, white shirt with the top 2 buttons untied, and a striped tie that was far too small for him. And I thought Britney Spears looked hot in uniform... The first item to go was the tie. I walked up in front of him, not going how far I could go without spoiling our friendship. Before I had decided how to approach this, Will placed his hand on my chest, and gave me one of those smiles that melts your heart and stirs you in other places. He mouthed the words "Go on then..." I needed no further encouragement. I started to undo the tie with my teeth, but quickly swapped to my hand as I began to gently kiss his neck and the part of his chest that was uncovered by the two open buttons. All this time Will never moved his hand from my chest. He moved it under my shirt in the place between two buttons. His fingers caressed my pecs, very gently. This was amazing, and I began to feel my nipples harden beneath my shirt. Will must have noticed this too. He smiled and removed his hand. I looked at him, unsure, but he continued to smile at me. Then he motioned with his eyes the thing I had forgotten about. The audience. Turning back, I flashed them the cheeky grin that I use so well, and asked if anyone would like to make an offer for the shirt. It sold for £100. I turned around, ready to remove it. I put a hand onto the button, but Will placed his hand on top, and said "No. Allow me." So I stepped aside and watched as, button by button, this incredibly sexy young boy undid his shirt, without once averting his eyes from me. As each button was undone, more and more of his smooth, divine, chest was revealed. His body was toned to perfection. Not too muscular, but so well defined that each muscle made a beautiful, tanned contour on his body. Finally, slowly, he dropped the fully unbuttoned shirt to the floor, and raised his eyebrows as if to ask "You like?" I most certainly did like. So did the crowd. There we stood, him topless and me love struck. I gazed into his eyes and he strolled over to me, unbuttoned my jacket and slipped it off. "How much for this jacket?" He asked the audience. It raised £50. "Deal", said Will with a smile, "and I'll throw in the bow tie for free". "What are you doing Will?" I asked, in a state of shock. "Well, if I'm getting undressed, so are you!" He replied with a wink. I've always been proud of my body, and have quite a wild, exhibitionist streak, so I simply said, "And for this shirt?". I don't know how much money it fetched, because before the bidding was over, Will was already unbuttoning it, touching the skin that each new button revealed. He threw it into the crowd, not caring whether or not it went to the person who had paid for it. So, that's where we were. Me and Will, stood looking at each other, half naked on a stage in front of an audience going wilder by the second. I have a very good body, similar to Will's, smooth and well-defined. I kicked off my shoes and socks and threw them backstage, and continued with the auction, unsure where this was going to take me. The next item to go were Will's schoolboy's trousers. I went behind him, my bare chest rubbing gently against his beautiful back. My hands moved down slowly from his shoulders, past his soft, strong shoulder blades, down the beautiful line of his back, then reaching round the front I removed his belt, dropped it on the floor. Slowly I undid the button, and then the zip. His trousers fell to the floor. To my complete surprise, Will had decided not to wear any boxers, or anything. I looked down and saw his firm, tanned, buttocks. Animal instinct roused in me, and before I knew what I was doing, I had placed a hand on it. Will quickly turned, shocked. I was about to apologise, scared I had overstepped some boundary. Before the words had left my mouth, he pinched my butt, winked, and whispered "Nice..." As he turned around, I couldn't help but glance down. His semi-erect 6" cock, resting upon full, low hanging balls and nestling looked so inviting. But... I was on duty. "Ladies and gentleman, the show is now over..." Just as I finished my sentence, Will shouted "Oh no it isn't! You're still clothed. Ladies and gentleman", he continued, "how much will you pay for this gorgeous young man's trousers?" Once more he smiled at me, and I knew I could not resist him. The money was collected, and Will began to unzip my trousers, and lowered them. As he did this he ran his hand down the inside of my leg, caressing the muscles on my thigh and calf. I stepped out of them and kicked them into the audience. I couldn't believe I was doing this. Me, the cocky, arrogant womaniser standing in just my tight white CK's in front of a naked boy who I was slowly falling in love with. For the second time that night, he placed his hand on my chest. This time, he moved it over my body, pausing at my nipples, circling them gently with his finger tips, then slowly lowering them to the waistband of my boxers. The cheering and shouting from the crowd brought us both rushing headfirst into the reality of our situation, and we laughed, a nervous shared laugh, as we continued to gaze at each other. Will turned to face them, and shouted, "This, ladies and gentleman is where we leave it. Ben gets to keep his dignity. And that, ladies and gentleman, is that. Thank you and good night!". And with that, he led my by my hand off stage. As we reached the changing room, I asked him, "Why did you do that?" "What?", he replied innocently. "Let me off without stripping? I thought you wanted me to go through that as well." "I didn't want to share you with them." And with that he moved closer, put his arms around my waist and put his lips against mine. It was the softest, the most beautiful kiss of my life and it made my whole body ache for more. "Is this OK?" He asked. I didn't know what to say. So I decided not to say anything. Instead I pulled him even closer and returned the kiss. He led me into the dressing room and locked the door. "Where are Jamie and Rob?" I asked. "They, err, went back to Rob's room for a little fun. They said we could join them if we wanted..." "I don't want to share you", I replied. "Good" he said, before he kissed me again. My hands explored every inch of his body, moving from his shoulders, down his back, and resting on that beautiful, firm butt. His hands were on the waistband of my boxers, and slowly he moved them down, past my rapidly hardening cock, round the curve of my ass, down my thighs until they dropped on the floor and I stepped out of them. We gazed at each others naked bodies, both of us in the best shape of our lives, we would never look this good again, but that didn't matter. We were living for that moment, that was all we cared about. Will lead me to the showers, and as the warm water fell down over our young, naked bodies, we began to kiss passionately again, and Will moved down my body, kissing as he went. As he reached my crotch, he gently began to lick the tip, sending raptures of ecstasy through, his hand searching out my butt. As he began to take in each inch of my fully erect cock, I ran my fingers through his hair, moving his head. He moved his mouth backwards and forwards, as I moved his head in and out quicker and quicker. Eventually he feeling was so extreme that I knew that I about to cum, and spasm after spasm was swallowed by Will's hungry mouth. We kissed again, as the shower cleaned us off, and I knew I was finally going to get the chance to get my mouth around that beautiful cock I had been dreaming about since I met him. As I sucked, my hands played with his balls, fondled his pert behind, and felt the muscles in his six pack. I felt his cock jerk, and I knew he was about to come. I didn't want to lose a drop and sucked harder. I could hear him groan in pleasure, and his fingers ran through my hair as I gripped his buttocks tighter. I swallowed as each spasm of his erection shot his salty load into my mouth. We stayed in the shower for an hour, not wanting to take our hands off the other's body, not wanting to let each other out of our sight. We kissed, and we talked. I knew I was in love. Sadly, we got dressed, and kissed passionately again. That night we fell asleep in each other’s arms, and I woke up to find my head resting on his perfectly shaped chest, and his eyes gazing angelically down on me.