Gay Erotic Stories

I remember it as if it were yesterday. I was attending the end of school swim party at Sean's house. Lately I had noticed that I had increasingly been attracted to Scott, who was a big athlete in my high school. But I was always thought of as an average straight guy and Scott was dating one of the most beautiful girls in our school, so I figured my crush would go unacted upon. I figured wrong. I arrived at the party before Scott did and I was playing in the large in-ground pool when he arrived. He said his hellos, then took off his shirt. I had seen him topless before, but the sight of his smooth chest never ceased to give me a partial rise. He had a boyish look, much younger than his 18 years. Scott then removed his jeans to reveal tight red Speedo's that complemented his muscular stomach. They also showed me that Scott was hiding quite an impressive cock. He jumped in the pool, and as I saw him play volleyball, I stiffened. I began to slowly stroke myself in the pool. Scott's swimwear had fallen further down and I could see the fair brown pubic hair that framed his cock. I swam over to the side of the pool, by the jet spray. I let it rub against my now hard dick, trying to extinguish the flame Scott had ignited in me. As the party continued, people began to leave the pool. I went inside the house, searching for this CD I had brought. I entered a bedroom...and walking in on Scott dressing. I nearly came. His Adonis-like body was still moist from the swim. I saw his cock hung low, and it was as big as I thought it would be. My dick shot up in arousal. I said I needed to find something. I saw his eyes fall towards my crotch. Oh shit, he could tell! I closed the door. "Are you hard?" he asked. I tried to make up some story about seeing some girl, but I saw his dick begin to move and extend. "Now what's this?" I asked him. We both laughed a little, and he said he didn't know. "I'm no fag," he said, "but I just...I don't know..." I couldn't take it. While his confusion set in, I dropped to my knees and started sucking his cock. It got rock hard in my mouth, the part I could fit. He moaned with pleasure. I stroked his balls and I could sense he was smiling. I licked his rod up and down. I mentioned how big his cock was. He said it was all for me. I stood up and he removed my shorts and boxers. I was stiff. He grabbed my meat and sucked away. It was the best blow job I have ever gotten. About 3 minutes into his sucking and licking I felt like I was going to shoot my load. But I help back. I stroked his long, hard cock while he continued to go down on me. He got up and I kissed him long and hard. I dropped back down and sucked him again, this time inserting a finger into his asshole. He couldn't even speak, he felt so much pleasure. "P...ppp...please fuck me." So I turned him around and began to lick his asshole. He moaned long and loud. I rammed my cock into his tight ass and he let out a "yelp." I pumped him while I stroked his cock. After four minutes, I couldn't take it. He was crying out in pleasure, and I felt his cock get warmer and warmer. Soon, he shot hi load all over my hand. It seemed lime it would go on forever. A moment later, I came deep inside of him. I spun him around, kissed him again, and he both collapsed. That was a while ago. Now, he's married. I'm single, but working the bars in DuPont Circle. Occasionally, I come over for a drink with him and his wife. Eventually she falls asleep. And...well, yeah, his ass is a little looser now.