Gay Erotic Stories

When I was in my teens, I had a good friend named Steve. Steve is the type of guy that all of the girls fawn over and I had the biggest crush on him since the first day that I met him. He is about 5' 5" tall with curly brown hair and brown eyes that remind me of a puppy. He has dimples that can charm his wasy through any problem. Well, you get the picture.

We were very good friends for about three years after he moved to town. I was the first person to introduce myself and we found that we had a lot in common. He would stay the night and we would play games and watch movies. It was a great time! I would take every chance I got to touich him or see him nude, which was almost impossible with him because he was very self conscious like most boys that age.

Then one summer about three years later, we went swimming in the high school swimming pool. We swam and splashed each other and when it was time to go, we went into the locker room to shower. We were one of the last ones there so, we pratically had the entire locker room to ourselves.

He went under the showerhead that shot like a jet. He fixed it so that it aimed at his dick and he pulled his speedos out so that the jet was smacking against his dick. He said to me look at this and of course, I didn't hesitate at all. He was getting hard and I smiled and said nice package you got there. He said thanks and turned red and said I'n sorry. I said it was o.k.

Later that night, he stayed over. We both fell asleep watching a movie and my mom came in and turned off the video and lights. I woke up and he was sprawled across the floor and he was tenting. I was thinking in my brain, that I wanted to touch it, taste it, see it. I finally decided to go for it. I slowly eased to the floor which seemed like hours. Then, I looked into his face to make sure he was asleep. I gently called out his name as if in doubt. When there was no response, I gently laid my hand over his package. I made sure not to add pressure. I kept looking into his face and there was nothing. I removed the covers very delicately rolling them down as I went. When they were totally off, I covered his arms so he wouldn't get too cold.

I began to fondle his dick through his sweat pants. It felt so good. Chills went up and down my spine and I was getting harder. My breath was so still as if I breathed it would wake him up. My fingers moved up and down the shaft and the tip of the sweat pants began to moisten.

I let my other hand go up his shirt and I felt his nipples and tweaked them to make them hard. A soft moan came from his lips and I jumped onto my bed. He rolled onto his side and faced me. His hand traveled south, rearranged his package and came out along with the tip of his boner.

I watched the clock for twenty minutes and decided to go back down. I couldn't stop now. I slowly eased off of my bed once again and touched his tip, which went soft. I was determinded to make him hard once again. I began to rub his sack and run my fingertips over the tip of his dick. He began to get hard once again. He rolled back onto his back and onto his other side and I jumped back, this time staying on the floor.

I watched the clock once more and only let ten minutes go by before starting again. I was so horny at this point that I didn't care if he did wake up.His hand was inside of his pants. I slowly poked my hand into his pants and pulled the sweats away with the other. He rolled back again onto his back and I didn;t let go of the elastic band of the sweats. I just ducked and checked to make sure he was still sleeping. I was in luck because he was.

His pants slid down when he rolled so that all of his dick was out and only his balls where hidden. I reached down and pulled the pants down further. I then let go and touched his hairy, mascaline legs and then his balls. I ran my hand up his dick and rubbed the precum around his head so that my hand moved more freely. I was so hot. I just played with it more and more. I smelt it and touched it. I wasn't ready for sucking though at that point anyway.

I then pulled up his underwear and sweats back into place. I covered him up and got back into bed. I jacked off and shot the biggest load that I have ever shot in my life at that point anyways.

The next morning, I got up rather late. Steve was out of my room already. I looked out the window and noticed that there was noone home. Just me. I thought that maybe my mom took Steve home. But, I heard a door shut. I got back into bed covered up and acted like I was asleep and faced the door. I was hoping that he didn;t dress yet. I was still very horny from the night before.

He entered the room wearing jeans. Damn, I thought, I missed it. He looked at me and smiled. I could barely see though. He came to the bed and got down on his knees. His hand went through the slit in the blanket and found my awaiting boner. Oh it felt so good. I couln't believe he was doing this. Then he said aloud that He has always wanted to do this. He pulled out my dick and sucked it. I was squirming at this point and my hand found the back of his head and I wouldn't let him up, not that that he wanted up anyways. He sucked until I came which didn't take long. I fell back asleep and we never spoke of it since. every time he comes over though, we go through the same basic process with more details.

We have had many more experiences and we still do occasionly even though we are only 19.