Gay Erotic Stories

The all-American boy next door, homecoming prince, drum major, star baseball player, lead in the school plays: Drew had it all. Along with killer good looks, a perfect, tight body and something else that you can't describe, maybe that tiny blip that goes off on your gaydar. I knew that there was some kind of special connection between us. I had the good fortune to teach Drew in several classes during his high school years and we became very close. He saw me as a mentor, someone who had something to give him and whose opinion he valued. I saw him as an extremely talented student, one of those rare teenagers who exhibit a maturity and coolness about them that makes them stand out. And his looks didn't hurt either. 6'1, 175, perfect chiseled good looks, ice blue eyes, blond hair and THE perfect, sinewy, baseball-playing body: great pecs, totally built legs, nice tight little butt. I have always remained ethical with my students and have always been very careful not to cross that teacher/student boundary. But when I'd catch Drew's gaze and he'd give me a little smile which so clearly said that he felt the same thing I did, I knew it was going to be difficult to wait till after he graduated to see if we could have a "deeper" relationship, as I have enjoyed with a few other ex-students. I finally decided Drew was cool enough and that there was enough shared attraction, that I'd only wait until his 18th birthday. I do have my morals, after all. October 22 was the big day and I kept ribbing him about being 18 and all the added responsibilities as well as the perks that came with that milestone. We often compared our workout regimen and agreed that we needed to work out together sometime. Both of us were well aware that a workout always ends with a sauna and shower. So the week after he turned 18 I suggested that he join me at my gym on Saturday morning and that I would take him to lunch afterwards for his birthday. I could hardly keep my dick down Friday night as I waited for the opportunity to finally see his body naked. At 9:00 sharp the doorbell rang and there stood Drew: all 6'1 of him in his workout shorts and muscle tank. Our eyes met and there was a sly smile that spoke volumes. He was looking forward to the same thing I was: crossing that teacher/student line and experiencing each other without the usual school attire. He was indeed a great workout partner. We helped each other with our bench presses, spotted each other with the free weights and we both had a great workout. After an hour and a half of good work out, we agreed to hit the sauna. My eyes kept darting over to his body as we undressed. He had his back to me as he pulled off his shirt and lowered his shorts, leaving only a perfect, slightly hairy, butt in a jockstrap for me to gaze at. As he bent over to pull off his jock I could see the blond hairs on his ball sack and a perfectly pink little ass hole covered with light curls. I managed to get a towel around my waist to cover my thickening dick as he turned to face me. He made some comment about me having a pretty good body for "an old guy" and I bent over and shot him a look of mock pain. As I did my eyes came directly to the level of his dick, a perfectly shaped specimen with foreskin in tact. It wasn't as big as mine but was absolutely perfect in form and, I'm sure, function. He reached down and casually scratched his crotch as I turned my eyes away. When I came up, he was staring right into my eyes and his hand remained on his dick. I suggested we head to the sauna and he agreed, smirking back at me. Luckily, there were not many others at my gym that day and the sauna was completely empty. We stepped inside the steam room and placed our towels on the tile steps. He could have sat across the room from me but instead put his towel right next to mine. We kicked back and I brought my left leg up to give him a view of my dick if he chose to look. To my surprise, he did the same, bringing his right leg up, so that our inner legs were inches from each other and our raised legs framed our dicks. There was no doubt that we were both enabling each other to look at will. My dick was starting to grow and I didn't care if Drew saw it. He boldly looked at my thickening dick as his hand went to his crotch. "Man, working out makes me horny," he said. I did expect him to come up with a better line than that, but certainly didn't mind his openness. "So I see," I cleverly responded, grabbing my own dick. "Well, we've been waiting for this for a long time, so let's do it, man," was his response. He didn't have to tell me twice. My hand started moving up and down my lengthening dick, matching his strokes. Drew pulled his foreskin back, revealing his hardening mushroom-shaped head and I could see a combination of sweat, steam and precum around the glistening rim. We both began breathing heavily and moaning with the pleasure our hands were giving us. I pressed my leg against his and felt the fine hairs on his tight thigh. He responded by reaching over and cupping my balls in his free hand. I quickly did the same and we jerked our dicks faster and faster, every once in a while letting go and allowing the other to stroke for us. I loved the feeling of his hard 18-year-old cock in my hand, pulling his foreskin over his slick head and feeling his breath quicken as the friction of my wet hand teased his sensitive nerves. Simultaneously, be began shooting huge white wads of cum which covered our legs and chests, making it impossible to tell whose cum was whose. We both came for what seemed like minutes and finally we slowed our stroking and collapsed against each other, our breathing hot and heavy. Finally, Drew raised his hand for a "high five" and we both whooped and enjoyed the kind of moment that is so much the jock response to such an event. Then we moved to the shower. To be continued…