Gay Erotic Stories

I never expected Andrew to fall in love with me. We were polar opposites: he was muscles and sports, while I was skinny and academics. Being on our school’s varsity soccer team, he was a typical college jock: gelled hair, loud voice, and a constant “I’m so cool” personality. We only ended up together because we were roommates – a coincidence I initially took as a great misfortune. However, little did I know that such a coincidence would evolve to become the luckiest misfortune in my whole life.

Everything started when he started asking me to help him with his homework. Reluctant to help but eager to stay on friendly terms with my roommate, I agreed and started tutoring him math for an hour each night. As these sessions progressed, I found him to be a decent jock: he was polite, funny, respectful, and, most of all, hot as hell. Since he always came back to our room after practice, he only wore his wifebeater and smelled of manly sweat. Exposing his biceps and well-defined pectorals, he always turned me on during our tutoring sessions. I never knew if he saw my erect cock or not, but things began to get pleasantly physical.

He would usually just give me a slight shove accompanied by a hearty laugh when I made a mistake or called him stupid because of a silly error he had made, but after a while, he would start slapping my thighs or pushing me with both of his hands on my pectorals. He also started leaning back in his chair and “adjusting” his cock through his thin soccer shorts. He opened his legs wider. Sometimes, he even didn’t bother to wear his wifebeater, showing his well-defined pecs and an alluring trail of hair from his belly button into his package.

I was afraid to take things further, but I found it extremely difficult to control my desires. Once I finished tutoring him, I would rush back to my part of the room, close the door, and jerk off, trying to make as little sound as possible. It was during one of these jerk-off sessions when he burst in and saw me, pants down and masturbating like crazy.

“What’s turning you on, teacher?” Andrew smiled, tugging at his bulge.

“You,” I scarcely whispered. Without further ado, he pulled me out of my chair and pushed me onto my bed. Pulling off his wifebeater, letting out a deep groan, and rubbing his nipples, he dropped to the floor and started licking up the insides of my thighs. Moaning and bucking my hips in ecstasy, I began rubbing my own nipples. When he reached my cock, he forcefully grabbed it and stroked it for a full minute until I groaned,

“I’m gonna shoot, man.” He instantly took my cock in his mouth and sucked on it, swallowing every drop of my cum. With some remaining in his mouth, he climbed on me and spat it out on my nipples before licking and biting them.

I flipped him after a while and gently licked his biceps before licking his armpit. The tangy sweat there turned me on more and I started fucking his cock with my own. Rhythmically panting with me, he smiled and played with my nipples while I ran my hands forcefully along the ridges of his abs. Right before he came, he grabbed me, flipped me over, and shoved his cock up my asshole. Letting out a moan of pain and pleasure, I grabbed his ass cheeks and pushed him forward.

Fucking me quick and hard, he soon came in me. He then bent down and sucked his cum out of my butthole, giving me spasms and ecstasy and pleasure. I then fucked him, but I did it slowly and pulled his head back while I was doing it, bringing him intense pleasure before I finally came in him.

We then both collapsed on my bed, panting and intertwining our sweaty and cum-stained bodies. As I smiled at him and got up, ready to get a towel to clean up myself, he jumped up, grabbed me and carried me to his bed, ready to make love to me for the remainder of the night.