Gay Erotic Stories

I spent three years fantasizing about Sean. He's 6'5 with blonde hair and blue eyes. His chest is perfectly chiseled, and the only hair to be found encircles his belly button and leads the eyes to his package. Sean loves sports and has a body to prove it. I have wanted him since I first met him. I've known that I'm gay for years. When I first met Sean I couldn't keep my eyes to myself. I purposely became friends with him to learn more about him. At times, I suspected that he was gay, but the more we talked the less convinced I was. This winter we took a trip to Europe with a group of friends. I was in charge of the arrangements, so I made sure Sean and I shared a hotel room. Each night I would undress first. I would then climb into bed and watch Sean strip down. He slept in his boxers, so I had a wonderful view of his perfect ass, gorgeous chest, and his 5" limp penis that tried to hide behind the white shorts. Our first night in Italy found Sean wrestling with me on the bed. He initiated it, and I was completely caught off guard. We played for a little while, but then he pulled back. Lights out ... The next morning I woke Sean up to begin our touring. He showered first. As I lay in bed, waiting for my turn, he cried out, "I'm buck naked, head's up." He had forgotten his fresh pair of boxers, so he decided to come out of the bathroom wearing nothing. As he made his way to the dresser I caught sight of his cock. It was everything I had dreamed it to be. It was nestled among golden brown pubic hairs, and it hung between two beautiful balls. His ass was perfectly formed, and I did everything I could from jumping out of bed and going after him. The next three days repeated the same routine. We were quickly approaching our last day in Europe. As we packed our bags I began regretting that our time together was coming to an end. I didn't want to leave Sean. I couldn't imagine not seeing his naked body every morning. As I was putting stuff in my suitcase Sean came up behind me and put his arms around my waist. I slowly turned around to see what this was about. He said that he had enjoyed the time together, but was sad it was ending. We hugged and my heart began to flutter. Both Sean and I had nothing on but our boxers. His strong arms felt wonderful, and our ears were pressed against each others. I could hear his heart beating, and soon I could feel his lips on my neck. As I pulled away Sean began to hold me closer. He said, "I want you tonight." I looked into his blue eyes and lost myself. Soon we were kissing each other. Our tongues explored every inch of each others mouth. Before I knew it Sean and I pulled each others boxers off. We were naked on my bed. He was on top of me, and our kissing became more passionate. As Sean made his way down my neck I began to finger his asshole. It was warm, and I yearned to be inside of it. As he moaned, I wrapped my legs around the lower part of his ass. We kissed again, and I slowly turned him over. "I want to suck your dick," I told him. He smiled. Sean took my head in his hands, kissed me once again, and said, "I've waited three years for this night." I made my way to his cock and began to suck furiously. In no time he filled my mouth with his sweet come. Sean and I made love into the night. After sucking one another's cocks, I laid in Sean's arms. We were silent for what seemed like hours. I told him how I felt, and he told me that he had the same feelings for me. He never told anyone he was gay, so he was afraid to let me know. I started to get turned on again, so I reached down and began to rub Sean's balls. Soon his cock hardened. I leaned over and began sucking his red nipples. He moaned. I asked him if he'd be willing to have anal sex. He smiled and turned me over. Soon Sean's 9" cock was up my ass. He pumped furiously into me, and before long had deposited his load in my ass. It felt wonderful. My dream finally came true. To be continued ...