Gay Erotic Stories

A Willing Student Every year I take my grand parents to our luxury caravan by the coast, and stay with them to keep them company. They spend most of the day dozing in the sun. I'm 25 and work with computers. I've had a couple of boy friends, but at the moment am on my own. My last boy friend left me two months ago. He said that he couldn’t keep up with my demanding sexual appetite. I jog along the shore several times each day, to see if there is anybody worth trying to pick up, and sea bathe, and watch the others. This exercise and sun makes me really sexed up and horny. During the first weekend I noticed 3 people come to a nearby caravan. There was a man and his wife, and what looked like their son. He must have been about 18. A day later they drove off and left the youth there. "Goodbye, Jack, see you next weekend," I heard them say. I immediately thought that things were looking up. He was a young and very attractive young man, and on his own, nearby. It sounded heavenly. I watched and as they left, he went into the van and came straight out again, wearing only the briefest of shorts. He stretched himself out on a chair and began to read. He was very blond, and had pale, tanned skin. He looked quite tall and slim. I decided to jog around the block and see if I could engage him in conversation. It was so hot that I decided to wear only shorts, so that he could see my tan and narrow waist. I know that I have a good body and look well. I am bronzed and have light brown hair on my chest, which surrounds my nipples and moves in a line to my navel. As I jogged past him I said, "Hi there, are you OK?" "Fine," he replied, and gave me a grin. "I think I'll have a jog soon." Things look good, I thought. I jogged for about quarter of an hour, and returned towards the caravans, where I saw him standing. As I came to him he asked me if he could jog with me. "OK," I said. He told me that he was studying hard for his exams and had been left at the coast for a week to work without any distractions. As we returned from the run he asked me if I would like to come in to his caravan for a drink. I agreed, but said that I need a shower. "Shower in my van," he said. "OK," I replied, "I'll fetch a towel and check on my old folks." Things were going like a dream. Alone in a caravan with this beautiful youth, who was so friendly. Was he innocent? I knew that if he were, I was going to do my best to take his innocence away. I returned to his van. He said, "The fridge is well stocked. Help yourself. Pour me a tomato juice." Turning his back to me he slipped his shorts off and walked through to the shower. I saw his tight, shapely buttocks. Am I awake, I thought? Have I gone to heaven? I decided to work on him slowly, and pretend that I wasn’t after sex. Thus I thought of other things and made sure that my penis didn’t stiffen. When he came back from his shower he had a towel round his waist. I noticed the arc of his penis beneath the towel. He was fully erect. "Here's your juice," I said, "it will give you some vitamins." He sat opposite me and he parted his legs so that the towel split. I could see the insides of his thighs. "I'll shower now, if that's ok," I said. "Go ahead," he answered. I faced him and slipped my shorts off. He went a bit pink in the face. He looked at my relaxed penis as it swung backwards and forwards as I walked past him. After the shower I returned, and turning my back to him put my shorts on again, making sure that I wasn’t erect. "I'd better be going," I said. "So soon," he replied. "Are you any good at Math. I could do with some help." "I'm quite good," I said, "I'll come back this evening when my grand parents are dozing in front of the TV." I left him then. I knew what I was doing. Obviously he had fallen for me. Did he just want my company or did he want more? Being erect after the shower could have been caused by a natural reaction to the water and the sun. Or - did he want me? I was not going to take a chance. I didn’t just want a quick wank from him. I really wanted to fuck this youth properly, and didn’t want to make any mistakes. With my mature experience I knew how to handle him. Let him think about me. I'll pretend that I'm not interested. I showed him my penis, but made it look innocent. Thinking like this, I reached my van and I was fully stiff. My grand parents said that they were pleased that I had got a friend. "He looks very nice," my gran said. "Yes, he is. He's studying hard, and wants me to lend him a hand." "Good," she said, "he looks smart. I bet he is quick to grasp things. Spend time with him. We are ok." You bet, I thought, and went into my room to jack off. That evening I put on a tight white t-shirt, my briefs which were as skimpy as a posing pouch, and my tightest white jeans. I looked good. My gran said that she could fancy me if we were not related. I walked with bare feet to Jack's van. When he let me in, I could tell that he was impressed with my appearance. He was wearing a loose top and pants. "Ok," he said, "would you help me with a problem? My desk is in my bedroom." "Lead on," I said. He sat at his desk and I leant over him and studied his work. I quickly saw where he was going wrong and corrected it. As I wrote on his notes I put my other arm on his shoulder. This closeness was driving me mad - but no - wait. It was not yet time to attack. My penis had begun to stiffen, and I thought if I made sure he saw it, it would give him a hint, and also drive him mad if he were wanting me. I sat on the bed and spread my legs so that he could see the muscles of my thighs tight in my jeans, and also the shape of my cock. He asked me a Math's question, but he had difficulty speaking, as he was trembling a little and this showed in his voice. I went over to him and showed him his mistake, and my thigh was pressing gently against him. "Do you like porn videos," he asked me blushing. Wow, I thought, this is going well. "You mean men and women fucking," I replied. He coloured a little more at my use of the word. "No," he whispered. "Oh, you mean the other sort, with men," I said innocently, "have you got some?" "Yes." "Well perhaps another time," I said, "I'll have to be going." "Don’t go yet," he murmured, "stay and have a drink." "I must get back to my grand parents. Perhaps see you tomorrow?" "Yes, please," he said, and blushed as he betrayed himself. I seized his hand and shook it formally. "Good night," I said, and left him. I was playing a real cool psychological game, making him more and more desperate for me. I could guarantee that at this very moment he was wanking himself off thinking of me. He was obviously gay and up for it. I was tantalising him, dangling him on a thread. When I chose, I would cut the thread and he would fall into my hands and be mine. In my van I stripped in my room in front of the mirror and admired myself. My penis stuck straight upwards. I stood with legs apart and tensed my chest and abdomen. I liked the thick ring of hair round the base of my shaft. I started to toss off, thinking about Jack. How was I going to take him the first time? Which way was I going to fuck him? I could see myself on top of him, with him face downwards on the bed, with me entering him from behind. I could see myself deeply up him, pounding him furiously. I would have my arms locked round his shoulders, and I would be licking and kissing his beautiful neck. I gave a shout as I shot my bolt all over the mirror. My granddad called from his bedroom, "Are you all right?" I answered that I was ok, and had only just trapped my finger in a draw. Early next morning there was a tap on our door, and I opened it to find Jack. He was in his shorts. "Coming for a run?" he asked. My granddad said, "Go on. Keep yourself fit." I wore only brief shorts, and we set off. After the run Jack invited me back to his van. "You shower first," I said. Again he stripped with his back to me. I had to work hard to stop myself jumping on him. When he had finished he shouted from his bedroom that it was my turn. As I dried myself Jack called me in the bedroom. As I entered his room I saw him totally naked lying on his bed, face downwards. He looked up and smiled nervously at me. He looked lovely and innocent. He had beautiful, flawless skin, and firm curving buttocks. I felt that he was going to win and get me, but I controlled myself - just. I sat on the bed. "Touch me, please, Sam," he begged. "Where," I said, pretending innocence. "Just stoke my hair and back, please," he pleaded. "Why?" I asked. "Because I like you and want you to be near to me," he whispered. Obediently I stroked his hair, then his back. I gradually moved my hand down to his buttocks, and cupped one in my hand. "Don’t stop," he said, and moved his buttocks as if fucking his bed. "Please stop that," I said crossly, "you should save that sort of thing for your girl friend." "Damn you," he shouted, "I don’t want a girl, I want you." I knew that I had him totally in my power, and I cut the thread, and he was mine. He watched me as I pulled my shorts off, and seeing my extended penis he rolled over so that I could see his full beauty. It was long, rested on his belly and it rose out of a cluster of blond hairs. It was tightly filled with blood and was twitching. His head was a delicate pink, and was beginning to ooze some delightful moisture. He closed his eyes and drew in his breath, and I could see that he was trembling. I knelt beside him on the bed and whispered, "Have you done this before?" "No," was his answer. "What do you want me to do?" "Kiss me, please," I leant over him and kissed his shoulder, then I kissed his left nipple. He gasped and stroked my hair. Then I kissed him between his nipples, and began to lick upwards to his throat. He put his head backwards. I put a leg over him, straddling him, and gently kissed his lips. He let out a moan and responded. I inserted my tongue and pressed hard, and he pressed back. "I'm going to fuck you properly," I said, "don’t be afraid." "I'm not," he said, "you can do anything you like, but please do it now." This was it. There was to be no more psychological torment for him. I had used this as a kind of foreplay so that it would increase our desire for one another, and our passion. I was going to give him a fucking that he would never forget. His innocence and beauty really got me going. I was going to take him, and he would never be the same again. I licked from his chest to his pubic hair, and gently put my hand round his straining penis. It was a beautiful shape - possibly a little longer than mine. I kissed his nob, and put my tongue to his semen slit, which was oozing. I took his head into my mouth, and sucked. He began to thrust, so I soon came off, because I didn’t want him to come yet. I turned him over and kissed each buttock while I cupped his balls. He moaned and sighed in ecstasy. I gently licked his anus. He tensed, but soon relaxed, so I started to insert my tongue into his arse. He gasped as I moved my tongue. I licked my middle finger and put it to his anus. He curved his buttocks to welcome it. "As I press into you, push down towards me as if you are going to shit," I said. He did so and my finger went easily into him. He whimpered as I moved my finger. I pulled the finger out, and licked two fingers, and gradually inserted them through his tight muscles. They went in well. I knew the moment had come. I parted his legs wider, and rubbed my penis for a bit. "Do you want me to use a condom?" I asked. "No, no, no. I want to feel all of you," he gasped. I spat on my palm and moistened my cock and placed it at his anus. He was trembling from excitement and fear. "Are you ready?" I gasped. "Please stop. Don’t do any more," he begged. I then lay on top of him and kissed him and reassured him. I put my hand under him and took hold of his penis and held it gently. Slowly I began to milk him and move my hand. He pushed his buttocks upwards, so I applied my knob swiftly to his anus and got 3 inches into him quickly. "No more," he gasped, but I slowly worked my cock into him, until I was fully home and my thighs were hard against his buttocks. "Don’t," he cried, "don’t push any more into me." "I'm fully in you," I murmured," and it feels wonderful, my darling." The mention of the affectionate word made him relax and he asked me to fuck him. I withdrew a couple of inches then gently pushed it home again. "Don’t stop," he shouted and tightened his buttocks. My plan had been perfect. I had him, and now I could fuck his brains out. I started drawing out then flicking my penis in quickly. I kissed and sucked at his neck. I had him in a vice like grip with my arms under his shoulders. Slowly I increased the speed and began to bounce on the bed, with him moving his buttocks fully in rhythm. "I'm going to fuck you out of your mind," I cried. "More, more, more," he yelled. I was in a frenzy, hammering down and up. I felt that I was going into him further and further, and my penis was growing and growing. I forced my legs wider and wider apart, opening his legs even more. I shouted in his ears, "Yes, Darling, yes, yes, yes…" "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," he urged. "I'm coming," I screamed. "So am I," he gasped. He had been furiously fucking at the bed along with my hammering. I felt the orgasm begin to take over my thrashing body . My breath stopped as I was on the edge of the precipice, I didn’t know where I was as I hadn’t taken a breath for a long time as I paused in the grips of a mighty orgasm. Then I ejaculated furiously. Spurt after spurt I put into him, and I could feel his muscles contracting with me as he also blasted spunk everywhere. We moaned as one body. The orgasm seemed to last for ever, but gradually I slowed down and lay on him panting. My penis was still fully extended, and we were locked together. After 10 minutes I felt another great urge in my loins, and I began to fuck again. He lay still and let me go in and out of him and quietly whimpered. He was totally overpowered by me. My second orgasm came quickly, and I felt a warm glow spread through my body. He was gasping by now, and holding his breath, so I knew that he was about to come again. He gave a groan and ejaculated. His panting slowed down, and he started to breath gently. "Thank you, Darling," he said. I said that we had another 5 days ahead of us, and that he had a lot of studying to do. He said that I also had a lot to do, to teach him how to have more great orgasms. "I've got some ideas from my porn videos," he whispered. "Who needs videos," I said, "they are done by actors. This is real." I turned him over and pulled him to me, and inserted my tongue into his warm mouth.