Gay Erotic Stories

Mick and I were both in the school play. In the third year at high school. He was a cute boy, smaller than me, light brown hair, brown eyes and a neat little body. Firm pecs and flat stomach, thighs beginning to get some muscle and a gorgeous neat arse. He had a lovely face. Soft peachy skin and a cute smile. He and I had loads of laughs together and often got into trouble for talking and giggling in lessons. We had first begun messing about actually in lessons. It was a boys only school and I don't think Mick was gay - just very horny. During one English lesson - sitting close, shoulder to shoulder, our thighs and legs pressed up against each other. I felt his hand on my thigh. He started to stroke it and asked my if I liked my leg being 'tickled'. "Oh, yeah ... do you?" He did. So we often spent whole lessons giving each other a hard-on by caressing each others thighs. My hand often strayed to his inner thigh and my thumb prodded his tight balls through the material of his pants. I would sometimes cup my hand around his packege and feel his throbbing cock inside the zip. He would do the same for me and it would drive me crazy. We were surrounded by other boys and facing a teacher at the front. No one knew what we were doing. This sounds incredible but its true. We both auditioned for the school play and got parts. Once we told an old git of a Maths teacher that we had to go to the hall to rehearse for the play and he let us go early. We had to hide in the wings so we wouldn't get caught as the rehearsal didn't start untill 4.00 when all classes finished. There was a set of wooden steps at the side of the stage that went down to the chnging rooms near the gym. We sat on those steps and decided to have a bit of fun like we did in class. I can't remember who suggested it (probably me) I was hoping we could take it a little bit further. We began by doing the 'tickling' and caressing of our thighs. I asked if I could see his prick. He unzipped his fly and took out his eager throbbing cock. "Let me wank you off - and you do me" I said. So we sat touching each others cocks before we established a rhythm. I nearly fainted with ecstacy as a felt another boys hand on my rock hard cock. Mick had to take two hands to it. I was alot bigger than him and he was very excited by the size of my cock. At that time I must have been about 7 inches and he was about five. I couldn't believe the feeling of another cool little hand on my dick. He slipped the skin to the head and pushed bach sharply to the shaft. I shivered with sexual tension. Every nerve in my body seemed to be charged with sexual excitment - like electricity! All over my body these delicious waves of sensational, tingling sex. And all the time this feeling of Mick's hands on my cock, beating away at the centre of my being. My back arched and I moved to let him get a better grip. My hips thrusting up to meet his strokes. Micks cock was nice handful too! I could smell him. Smell his fresh boy/man sweat. Musky and unique that smell. The smell of his precum too. Feeling the end of his cock and smearing the precum all over the end of his un cut willy. Mick was always laughing and he thought this mutual wanking was a great joke. We started to near climax and put on some speed. We beat each others cocks until we were both red in the face and on the point of shooting. I was my eager to make this like an act of passion.(I think I wanted to fuck him really) I was opening his shirt and my spare hand was all over his body. I rubbed my hand under his pits and felt the tufts of hair. And wow - that clean fresh male under arm smell nearly made me explode. I tried to get onto of him. My hips pushing into his hand that held my cock - ready to explode in his grip. I could also feel his cock on my balls as I thrust away at him clumbsily. I put my lips on his neck and kissed him furiously. I tried to kiss him on the lips but he was laughing and I don't think he was ready for that. But he loved my hand feeling inside his underwear that was bunched around his arse. My hands gripping his arse cheeks and under his balls. Squeezing his balls as my other hand continued to jerk him off. Suppressing our moans we got fast and furious and both shot our loads all over each others flannels and even some spunk shot onto our black blazers. It was a tremedous explosion and I was in love. We later repeated these sessions in the art room cupboard and in the woods behind the school. Happy days!