Gay Erotic Stories

We had spent the day sight seeing and it was late and had gone back to our hotel room. We got undressed and crawled into our tiny twin beds. I always sleep naked and Terry was in his white briefs. I had the sheets pulled up over me and Terry’s were pulled back. We were lying on our sides, just shooting the shit. I couldn’t help but take in his wonderful beauty. He worked out and his body was built and toned. His limp cock, trapped by gravity and running down to his hip was pushing against the white fabric of his shorts as his balls rounded out the pouch nicely.

I was slowly caressing my cock under the sheets while staring at this beautiful Adonis of a man. It was difficult to focus on conversation, as I just wanted to bury my face between his legs. After a few minutes Terry must have finally noticed my arm moving rhythmically under the sheet because he asked me what I was doing. I bluntly told him that I was stroking my meat. The look of shock on his face was precious. I figured I might was well go further, see if shock therapy would get me between his golden legs. I pulled back my sheets, grabbed my hard cock and began to stroke it again, enticing him to watch me. Terry was stupefied, he laid there with his mouth open and just stared at my crotch, hypnotized by the sight of my hand moving up and down the fat shaft of my 8 inch cock.

I told him, “Come on man, join me. Guys gotta jerk off. It’s necessary to keep healthy.” Terry stammered a refusal. I asked him, “What! Are ya telling me you don’t jerk off?” Terry said that he didn’t, that he was taught it was bad. Oh my God, I couldn’t believe it. Now I had a challenge. I felt obligated to instruct him in the wonders of sexual release and orgasm. I sat up on the bed, continuing to stroke myself and leaned forward. Terry looked very scared. I told him that what he said was a bunch of bullshit; that masturbation is a natural and healthy thing to do. It released hormones in the body that helped a man be a man. I stood up and walked over to his bed, standing there looking down at him while I continued to stroke myself.

Terry rolled over on his back and put his hands up to block me. I told him to relax, that I wasn’t going to hurt him. I told him to scoot over on his bed so I could sit down. He followed my instructions and I sat down next to him. I told him to put his hand in his underwear and to grab his cock. He refused. I told him that if he didn’t do as he was ordered, then I would have to do it for him. He still refused. I let go of my hard and throbbing cock, placing my hand on his sweaty crotch and began to rub. Instantly his fat cock sprang to life and was throbbing against my hand. A moan escaped Terry’s mouth as he closed his eyes. I rubbed his cock against his stomach and could feel him quiver underneath me. I pulled his briefs down to his thighs and got my first glimpse of his throbbing 7 inch cock. It was fat and milky white, the head was dark red, his pubes blond. I grabbed his cock in my hand and slowly began to stroke him. Terry lay there as if he was paralyzed. I stroked him for a couple of minutes, and quickly pre-cum started to build at the head.

I told Terry that I could show him more pleasures. He opened his eyes and looked directly into mine, nodding his head. I slowly bent down and sucked him into my mouth, his hands immediately grabbing my head and pushing me down onto his phallus. “Oh Fuck,” Terry exclaimed as I expertly sucked him into me. I pulled his underwear all the way off of his legs and tossed them to the floor. I repositioned myself in between his legs and sucked him like he deserved. My hands were probing all over his body, caressing, squeezing his legs and pecs and his abs. I didn’t have to suck for long before Terry’s hips instinctively thrust up into my face, forcing his first shot of cum down my throat. I sucked him deeply, swallowing every one of his cum shots. Terry’s body was tightened to the point that I thought he would rupture something. He was sweating and breathing like he just ran a marathon. With his cock softening in my mouth, I pulled off of his meat and extended myself upon him, nestling with him under me. My cock continued to throb against his groin as I licked Terry’s neck and jaw line.

“Now let me show you another pleasure. You’ll really like this.” I wiggled my hips so that my legs were between Terry’s, forcing him to spread open for me. I slowly pumped my brown, throbbing cock against his ass, the head massaging his hole briefly before it slid down his sweat drenched crotch and along his ass. I humped him slowly, allowing my prick to move all over his ass, his crotch and his stomach. Terry’s breathing was rasping in my ears and I could feel him become hard again underneath me. I rubbed myself against his hard cock, allowing our swollen heads to gyrate upon each other. I nuzzled his neck and sucked on his throat. Terry sank his teeth into the side of my neck, suckling on me like a babe to the breast.

My hands roamed up and down his ribcage, wrapping themselves around his shoulder blades as we ground ourselves into each other. The sweat began to pool between us, lubricating our frantic pumping. His legs wrapped around my hips as my cock found its way to his virgin hole again. My cock strained, throbbing and hard as steel. I wanted nothing more than to plunge myself into his channel, but I knew that I had to take slow it with him. I didn’t want to hurt him despite the animalistic urge to plunge into him was almost impossible to control.

The head of my cock poised at his hole, pushing slightly. I gyrated my hips as I pushed, massaging the tight sphincter. I pushed in slightly, not even getting the whole head into him when I felt resistance. I paused momentarily and then resumed the slow gyrations with my cock. Terry’s arms where also wrapped around my back, holding onto me tightly. Moans and panting escaped both of us. I again pushed forward into him and now the entire head of my cock was in him. Terry sucked his breath in deeply, his eyes expanding as he opened himself up to me.

“Take me!” was all I heard from him. I looked into his eyes, to make sure that was what he really wanted. His huge eyes looked into mine and he nodded slowly. I bent my head down and placed my lips against his, forcing my tongue inside his mouth. I pushed forward at a moderate pace, unrelenting, until I felt the base of my fat cock slide in, my hips pressed firmly against his ass. Terry gripped me harder with both his arms and his legs. I paused and rested inside him, allowing him to feel me fully inside him. After a few brief moments, I slowly withdrew about 4 inches and then slowly pushed all the way back into him again. The look on his face was exquisite pain and satisfaction. My 8 inch cock was buried to the hilt, being a good 6 inches thick, I knew I was spreading and stretching him more than he had ever experienced before. I slowly rocked my hips, massaging his guts from within. His insides were hot as fire, making me pulse inside him. His breath was rapid, the sweat beading on his forehead, his hair slickened with sweat. I continued to rock inside him for several minutes, slowly picking up my pace. My cock slid along the tight walls of his anus, my tight stomach rubbing against his throbbing cock.

Terry continued to hold onto me as I began a moderate pace of fucking him. I would pull out to the head and then slide all the way back into him. Within a few more minutes I heard the bed begin to creak underneath us as I pumped him deeply. I continued to piston in and out of him, always making sure my hips pounded against his ass and groin with every thrust. We screwed for a good 40 minutes like that. I would occasionally slow down if I felt myself getting too close to rupturing. Terry’s moans and cries inspired me to fuck him slowly and for a long time. I wanted to make sure that he would never forget this night, nor ever be able to match the loving intensity of it. While we fucked, our lips and mouths kissed and licked each other. I knew we’d both be covered in hickies the next morning, but that night, we didn’t care. We couldn’t get enough of each other as we tried to devour each other with our mouths.

I finally decided to go full tilt and blow my load in him. My cock was beginning to ache, as by now it had been erect for nearly an hour without any release. My back was beginning to throb and I knew that Terry’s hips had to be getting sore from being spread wide for so long. I began to pound into him now, stroking into him harder. My balls would slam forward as my hips thundered into him, slapping against his ass cheeks.

“Oh God! Oh Fuck!” was escaping Terry’s throat upon each forward thrust. The bed was shaking under us, the headboard slamming into the wall. Moans just quieter than screams escaped from both of us. I forcefully and rapidly pounded myself into Terry. I could feel my jizz begin to race forward, my cockhead expanding even more. I let loose with my first shot as I buried myself fully into him. This sent Terry over the edge also as a long, deep and loud moan rumbled forth and I felt his first load of cum shoot out of his throbbing cock, lubricating our bodies even further. I slammed into him 9 or 10 more times, shooting forth another load of cum into my lover. Terry flooded us with his own cream as our bodies tried to merge into one. Finally my last shot erupted into Terry and I felt my cock quiver inside him. His legs lowered against my own, my chest still heaving against his. We continued in our embrace as we both began to catch our breath and relax. Slowly my cock softened and was expelled by Terry’s spasming canal. I looked into his eyes and saw tears running down the sides of his cheeks. I instantly felt alarmed, thinking that he had been hurt by what we did. “Oh baby, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m sorry.” I offered. Terry said, “These are tears of joy. I never knew I could feel that ... blissful.” I smiled and kissed him deeply and gently. I rolled off of him and we laid on our sides, fondling each other and staring into each other’s eyes. We talked about how good it felt and how much it meant to both of us. We pushed our beds together and slept in a tight embrace all night long. The next morning we bumped into a couple of shipmates. They commented on the sounds coming from our room, as theirs was right next door. One of them asked, “Who was the bull trying to pound the bed through the wall?” I blushed and laughed and the two of them snickered. I looked over at Terry and saw a look of fear and shock in his eyes. Showing him how to keep his cover, I pointed my thumb at him and said, “Yeah, I was screwing real good and hard, but you should have seen this guy. The way his rode him you would have thought they were in a porn movie.” Terry blushed and looked away. Our buddies punched him in the arm and commented on the fact that it was about time he lost his virginity. I announced that we were going to hit some of the sights, but they just wanted to go drink, so we parted company.

Terry asked, “What the fuck? I thought we were busted.” I smiled at him and said, “Yeah, we coulda been, but ya just gotta give enough to let them assume. I told them the truth, but let them assume that there were two women in there with us. It’s just a game.” After grabbing something to eat, we decided to go back to the room for round two. This time I rode Terry’s hard cock while he jerked me off. We fucked in about every position we could think of, taking turns on whose cock was in who. We spent an hour in a 69 position, gently sucking and stroking each other, enjoying each others bodies. Finally, the next morning came and we had to go back to the ship to set sail. We fucked each other silly in every port that we hit. On board the ship we’d jerk each other off or give each other head in secret places where we wouldn’t be found. No one was ever the wiser that we were fucking like two monkeys in heat at every chance we got. Over the next two years, Terry matured and learned how play off the other guys’ assumptions like a pro. It was the best time of my life.