Gay Erotic Stories

After graduating, Tom and I went to college together. We shared an apartment off campus. I worked two jobs to make ends meet. Needless to say, I had little to no time for a personal life. Tom, on the other hand, had it easy. He came from money, so he didn't have to work. (Tom offered to pay all the bills, but I didn't want anyone to support me.) He had a constant stream of women during school. I would often come in and hear the symphony of their lovemaking as I tried to sleep.

Tom often asked me how I could go so long without sex. "It's simple", I'd explain. "I am not looking for a casual fling. When I find love, I want the kind that lasts forever. I can't be satisfied with a string of one night stands." Tom would just laugh and let it go. After graduating, Tom went to California and I moved to Tennessee, convinced I could be the next big songwriter. Tom and I kept contact by e-mail for the next few years. Tom started his own computer company and was very successful. On the other hand, I couldn't get my foot in the door in Nashville, so I had decided to move . Tom offered me a job with his company, and I accepted. I moved into Tom's four-bedroom house. Tom was still single, as was I. We always got on well as roommates, so our situation was ideal. About three months after I moved in, I was hit by a car and my left leg was busted up pretty badly. In the months after the accident, Tom took care of me. He had to help me use the restroom, which at first was rather humiliating. Tom just told me ‘that's what friends are for’. It took a long time, but I was finally back on my feet again and went back to work. During my recovery, my feelings for Tom began to evolve. I had always loved him, but now I was thinking of how hot he was. I knew I was gay, but had never told anyone. I had to try to control myself around him, and he began to ask me if anything was wrong. "What do you mean?" I asked him.

"It seems like you’re trying to push me away. Did I do something to you? You are my friend, and I will always be here for you, but do you want our friendship to end?" Tom asked, with a hint of tears in his voice.

"Tom, I have to tell you something. You may not want to talk to me after I tell you, and I will understand. But I love you!"

"I love you too, man, but what’s wrong?"

"You're not getting me. I am in love with you. I’m gay, and I want to make love to you."

Tom got a surprised look on his face, then started laughing. "What the fuck is so funny?" I asked, starting to get angry.

"Man, I have known you were gay for years, I was wondering if you would ever tell me."

"You don't hate me?" I asked.

Instead of answering, Tom took me in his arms and kissed me. I could barely breathe; the man I have wanted for so long was kissing me. He pulled away and looked deep into my eyes. "I have been in love with you since college! All the girls I slept with were me trying to change who I was. I want you to stay with me forever. Will you make love with me?"

"Anytime you want,” I whispered in his ear. I kissed his full lips as I unbuttoned his shirt. He returned my kiss with a hunger that was enough to devour any inhibitions I might have had. We stripped each other without breaking our embrace. I laid him down on my bed and traced his form with my fingertips. His breathe caught as I worked my fingers through the hair on his chest, tracing down his six-pack, to his waiting uncut staff. I nibbled his foreskin, and then engulfed his massive cock with my mouth. I sucked and lathed at his nine inches until he blew his seed into my mouth. I swallowed his offering and licked my way up to his beautiful lips.

He turned over, ending up on top of me. He licked my hairy chest and made his way down. He took my humble six-incher into his mouth and made love to my dick. I moaned as he kept up his ministrations to my root. I hollered out his name as I erupted in orgasm. I folded him in my arms and we fell asleep. We spent the rest of the day discovering each other's bodies and loving with all we had.

That was the start of our beautiful love. I love him now more that I ever have, and we share a beautiful life together. I have come out to my family, and after a little work, they have accepted my lifestyle and my love for Tom.