Gay Erotic Stories

I had just turned 18 in May, when my father's second cousin came to live with us. I remember it well. It was a warm sunny afternoon when his truck pulled into the driveway. I was outside playing basketball with another guy from down the street. I had always looked up to my cousin Blake and he had always been more like an uncle to me, since I didn't have any. He and my father were best friends since they were just children and had each other to play with.

Blake was a year younger than my father and a good-looking man for his age. He was 32 and sort of tall. He was nearly six feet and had short auburn hair. He was a typical farm boy with the lean body to match. Like my father, he normally wore faded tight wranglers and t-shirts. He could have his pick from most of the women in town, as he had a charming smile to match the great body and good looks. But on this day, he looked different that I had ever seen him. His eyes looked bloodshot from crying and he held his head low as he got out of the truck and hurried into the house. I tried to not think about what was wrong and just continue to play basketball with my friend. But, I couldn't ignore it. I told David that I had to go and check on things and rushed him out of the yard. I walked around into the backyard and stood against the house trying to hide myself from Blake and my father. They were both sitting outside on the deck behind our house talking. Blake was pacing back and forth while my father listened attentively. I struggled to hear what they were saying but couldn't make out much. After a few more moments, I gave up and went inside the house to my room. Nearly and hour later, I heard Blake's truck start up and watched him pull out of the driveway from my window upstairs. I turned around to find my father standing in the doorway to my room. " Um, Jeff, I need to talk with you for a minute," He said and walked over, sitting down on my bed and motioning for me to come closer.

" Sure, Dad. What's up?" I asked trying to hide my curiosity over what was bothering Blake.

" Blake's going to come live with us for awhile, he and Julie have decided to break things off and he needs a place to stay for awhile. Is that going to be okay with you? " He asked. " Oh yeah, that's fine. What happened between him and his wife?" I asked.

My father replied, “That's between them son."

" Oh, okay," I said.

“I'm going to get some sheets for the guest room," My father said as he got up and left the room.

I was really happy to have Blake come live with us. But, at the same I was also curious about what had happened. It wasn't a mystery for long.

I had noticed my slight attraction to my cousin when I was a few years younger. I was just starting that awkward stage of puberty where you get hard over pretty much anything. I would always get hard when thinking about Blake or watching he and my Dad working on the farm without their shirts on. I always felt bad for thinking those thoughts and tried to push them away. But, this new arrangement presented so many new possibilities to me.

Blake moved in that afternoon and things were great with him around. He would normally fix dinner for us all. Then he and my father would have a few beers and go to bed. I would always try to catch a glimpse of Blake when he was coming out of the bathroom in the mornings.

He had been living with us for nearly a month, when the factory he worked for shut down. He was out of work. He started staying at home and working on things around the house while my father went to work and I went to school. It was nice having him there when I came home. We’d always do something together, like lift weights on the weight bench in the garage or play basketball in the driveway.

My father, like Blake, was quite the ladies man and would bring home many women week after week. I had grown accustomed to it and it didn't really bother me. Actually, I thought it was kind of cool to have such a stud for a dad. The current flavor of the week was a blond stewardess named Mindy. She was dumb, but had a rack most guys would kill for. They were hot and heavy. When my father got a week off, he and Mindy flew to Atlantic City to gamble and probably fuck all week.

It was a hot sticky summer and I was bored out of my mind. We only had one vehicle between the two of us and Blake's truck was in the shop, so he used it to drive into town during the day. He had managed to find a small job farming for some local guys. I was always alone during the days and didn't have a thing to do.

On one particular Tuesday, while my father was away and Blake was at work, I began to snoop around for anything dirty in both my father and Blake's rooms. I had done this before in my father's room and found the usual, a silver bullet, some straight porno magazines and a few sex toys; nothing new really.

I went upstairs and pushed open the door to Blake's room and noticed it was all very organized and clean, the total opposite to dad's room. I checked the usual places: the nightstand, the underwear drawer. No luck. I was about to give up hope when I spotted a small black box in the corner of his small closet. I walked over and discovered inside the box were two unmarked videos and some condoms and lube. I instantly became curious and popped in one of the tapes.

My jaw dropped when I saw the image of two beefy muscle jocks rubbing their cocks against each other inside the gym showers. The movie surprised me as I watched scene after scene of hot gay sex between men. I was very hard and rubbing my cock through my shorts, trying to keep from cumming. I watched the first video and then put in the second to see more scenes of men with men. I couldn't help but to pull down my basketball shorts and begin to stroke my cock. I leaned back onto Blake's bed and jerked until I shot a load all over my stomach and the bedspread. I panicked and hurried to clean up my mess. I stopped the tape and ran out into the hallway to get some towels from the bathroom. I cleaned up myself, then wet the towel and ran it over the cum stain on the gray bedspread. I thought I had done a good job and tossed the towel into the dirty clothes hamper. My mind was racing all afternoon as I sat in the living room and wondered why Blake would have gay porn in his secret stash. I tried to push it out of my mind when he came home a little before five and hurried upstairs to take a shower. I just remained on the couch and flipped through the channels. Nearly thirty minutes later, Blake walked into the room and tapped my on the shoulder. I turned around to see him staring down at me, holding the porno tape I had left in his VCR in his hand. My face turned red. I wanted to disappear. "Is there something we need to talk about buddy?" Blake asked as he came around the couch and sat next to me. " Um, not that I know of," I lied.

" Well, I think there is," He said and placed the tape onto the coffee table. " What...what is that?" I stammered. "For starters, we should talk about privacy. My room is off limits to you. And, if you want to know something, you should ask instead of snoop." He said with a stern look on his face. "I'm...I'm sorry, I was bored and didn't have anything else to do." I confessed. " What were you looking for Jeff?" He asked.

" N-nothing," I replied. "Well, the secret is out,” he said slapping his knee with his left hand. “Your cousin is a big fairy,” I don't think that, Blake," I said. "You wanted to know so badly. Well, now I'm telling you," He said with anger. “Just because you like those kinda movies doesn't mean anything," I said. "Yes, it does, Jeff,” he explained. “It means that I like men as well as women." " Whatever, it doesn't matter. " I said trying to calm him down. "I don't want anyone finding out about this, Jeff. You have to promise me that you won't say anything to anyone, especially your dad," Blake said.

He leaned over closer to me and had a look of pity in his eyes.

I replied, "I promise.”

"Thank you, Jeff,” Blake sighed and rubbed his eyes.

"No problem," I assured. After a few moments of silence he asked, “So, why were you watching that movie anyways?"

"I don't know," I lied again.

“That's bullshit, kid. And, you know it," he laughed. "Well, I was curious I suppose. " I admitted. "It's okay. All guys are curious at your age," Blake explained.

"Really?" I asked. "Yeah,” he said. “Most guys your age even mess around with each other. Haven't you and that kid from down the street jerked each other off before?"

" Oh, no,” I replied. “I've never done anything like that.”

" When I was your age, me and your dad would jerk each other off all the time," Blake said.

He stood up, put the porno tape into the VCR and pushed play. " You're kidding me?" I asked in shock. " Nope. But, don't tell him I said so. He's all straight, ya know," Blake said as he rolled his eyes. " So nobody's ever touched your dick besides yourself?

" Uh, no," I said softly as the video began to play. My erection was growing harder in my pants as I watched the men on screen kiss and suck each other off. Blake slowly reached over and rubbed my cock through my shorts. His touch nearly made me come. I closed my eyes and softly breathed in and out. "Is this okay, kid? " Blake whispered as he pulled my shorts down and exposed my underwear.

"Yeah, sure," I said breathlessly.

He smiled and slid my briefs down over my teenage cock. It sprung from its confines and stood at full attention.

" Damn, boy you've definitely got the family cock size," Blake said as he put his hand around the base of my penis. I was sort of large for my age: six and half inches cut and quite thick.

He slowly moved his hand up and down my smooth shaft and gripped the head. It didn't take much until I suddenly jerked and shot a large load of creamy white cum all over his hand and my shirt. I felt embarrassed, because I had climaxed so quickly. Blake smiled at me as he removed his hand. "I'm sorry." I said timidly.

“It's okay. It was your first time,” he explained. “Things don't last long at first.”

“Cool," I said. "Now, do you want to jerk mine? " Blake asked with a smile. "Sure," I said, trying to hold back the anticipation in my voice.

He undid his jeans and slid them down over his hairy legs. He was wearing tight boxer briefs and I could see the outline of his enormous dick. I slowly rubbed my hand up and down the outline as he softly moaned. "That's right, kid,” he said softly. “Now, pull it out.”

I pinched the elastic band and pulled his shorts down over his cock and past his knees to sink to the ground with his jeans. His cock was a lot bigger than mine. I must be at least eight inches and cut. He had a big reddish-brown bush and large low-hanging balls. I was amazed at him and couldn't keep from staring.

“Like that? " Blake asked.

I nodded and he smiled, moving my hand and placing it on his cock. I wrapped my fingers around the base and quickly moved up and down the shaft. "Slowly do it, Jeff,” Blake instructed. “Just do what you would want done to your own dick."

I slowed down and took my time, using my free hand to massage his balls. He liked that and responded with a moan each time I touched them. I must have stroked him for nearly ten minutes before I felt his cock grow even harder and twitch beneath my palm. Blake gasped and suddenly his cock pumped out a large load of jizz. It shot up and landed on his stomach as the rest oozed out over my hand. I couldn't believe how much his cock could unload at one time. It ran down my hand and over his swollen shaft and tight balls. "Wow!" I said softly.

Blake leaned his head forward with a huge grin on his face and said, "That was great kiddo." He brushed my hair playfully with his hand. "Can we do that again?" I asked. “Sure. But, we'll have to wait a bit," He joked.

“I know," I said. “Ever taste your own spunk? " He asked as I was moving my hand away from his crotch.

“No," I said.

I noticed his warm cum still coated my hand.

"Try mine," he urged. It was practically a command. I brought my hand up to my mouth and licked his load off my palm, swallowing the salty-sweet liquid. "Not bad," I said in a joking tone.

" Why don't we go get cleaned up?" said Blake.

He stood, kicked off his jeans and boxers and tossed his shirt next to them. I admired his naked body as he walked past the couch and to the foot of the stairs. I stripped down as well, followed him upstairs and into the bathroom. He ran the water and then started the shower. I watched as he stepped into the spray and water rolled off his shoulders and strong chest. " Well, don't just stand there. Get in," he said.

I moved beside the tub and joined him, pulling the shower curtain close with me.

After our shower together, we dried off and then he grabbed my hand, leading me into his bedroom. He pulled back the blanket and got into bed naked.

He said, “You should stay in here since it's just us guys tonight. ".

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Hell, yeah," He replied and pulled me into bed with him. I snuggled up underneath the cool covers as he moved behind me. I was lying on my side and felt his body pressed against mine. I moved closer to him, feeling the hairs on his chest against my back and his limp cock against my thigh. I felt great lying with him there as I slowly drifted off to sleep.

As I opened my eyes, the morning sun shined in. And, my cousin Blake was slowly sucking my already hard cock. I looked down and saw his lips around my swollen shaft. His auburn hair moving up and down as he sucked me off. I leaned back into the pillow and moaned softly. He looked up and smiled as the tip of my cock fell from his lips. "Is this okay? " he asked with a grin.

“Oh yeah," I replied and smiled back at him.

He lowered his mouth to my balls and sucked one into his mouth. He then licked up and down my shaft as I moaned again. He took my cock in his mouth and bounced up and down on it quickly. I felt my cock grow hot and I knew I was close.

“I'm cumming," I said loudly as I felt the first spurt erupt.

Blake didn't pull away and swallowed the first couple of loads I pumped out. I couldn't believe he was taking my load. This was the perfect way to wake up I thought.

Not too bad to wake up to. Huh, buddy? " Blake said with a smile.

" Oh, yeah," I replied.

" Wanna try mine out?" he asked.

“Sure," I replied and smiled.

He smiled at my answer, rolled off me and onto his back. He placed his arms behind his head and I crawled over him. I didn't have a clue what to do and I think I he could understand that.

“Just begin by jerking me to get it all hard, like last night," he instructed.

I turned onto my side and started to move his cock up and down between my hands. I felt it get harder with each stroke. Finally, he gave me the go-ahead to suck him. I slowly opened my mouth and put his cock head inside. I sucked on it for a few minutes and then began to jerk it into my mouth, slowly taking more.

“That's good, buddy. Take a little more if you can," he said as he closed his eyes and moaned.

I tried to take more into my mouth and succeeded in gulping down a little more. Blake was responding happily as I continued to work my way down to the base, slowly taking more and more of his thick cock in.

I continued to suck him off for the next ten minutes. Then, I sensed the familiar feeling in his cock and knew he was close.

He moved his hands down my back and then cupped my head. He pushed down as I took one last inch of him and finally had the whole thing in my mouth. His cock head was touching the back of my throat when I felt it spurt his hot cum.

I had no choice but to swallow load after load of his juice. I found that I actually liked it and smiled as he pulled his slowly limp cock from my mouth.

"I'm sorry if that was rough. I just got caught up in the moment, buddy," he said sheepishly.

“It was fine, Blake," I replied with a smile.

“Guess we have to get some work done around here today, huh? " He asked.

“Or, we could stay here all day," I said.

“That's an idea, too!" chortled Blake as he sat up and got off the bed.

We worked in the garden all afternoon and he explained how he left Julie cause she found out about him being into men. We talked about his first time with a guy and what ‘going all the way’ meant. He asked me again if I was cool with everything and I said that I really liked it and he said it was something he wanted to do for a long time. We agreed to be careful when my father returned. But, we also agreed to continue messing around.

We didn't even make it through dinner without rushing upstairs to suck each other off again. That night was the first time anyone had ever touched my ass. Blake made it feel all right as he thrust his fingers in and out of me. He claimed it was to get me "prepared" for if we ever wanted to take things farther.

My father returned home two days later and we kept our arrangement in secret and it worked out just fine. It was nearly a month later when my father left for a business trip and we had the house to our selves. It was the first time we went ‘all the way.’ Blake took his time and we spent hours in bed before it actually happened. In September, Blake got a job in California and had to move. I was really crushed. But, he assured me that I could come out to visit and that he would still be home on holidays and for vacation.

We immediately began calling each other and sending e-mail. Whenever he comes home, we manage to sneak away in his truck or get a room somewhere.

You could say it's the perfect family bond!