Gay Erotic Stories

The day after I found the glory hole at the baseball field, I went to school with fears of being exposed by Jeff, Homer, Joe and Jimmie, the boys I had sucked off twice each. I also was ashamed to face Mr. Washington, my teacher in Social Studies.

I was surprised by my reception by first Homer. “Hi, Bob!” Homer called to me as I parked my Mustang, “Here, have one of these chocolate chip cookies my Mom put in my lunch. They are really good.” Even when his hand dropped to cup his cock, he did it in a friendly way.

As Homer and I talked about school things, Joe and Jimmie pulled up in Joe’s older BMW roadster and they waved and called greetings to both Homer and me. “Hey, did you guys get 4Y times 6X on that second problem in Mrs. Smith’s class?” Jimmie asked us as a group and we were soon involved in Homer’s explanation of how he arrived at a different answer and we all paid close attention as Homer is regarded as a math genius. No one brought up my cum eating the previous day. Somehow, however, the previous day’s activities seem to bond us together as almost like a band of brothers.

Between my second and third period classes, I went into the restroom in the west wing on my way to the next class and met Jeff. We were alone in the room and Jeff said to me, “I sure enjoyed that blowjob, Bob.” as we stood side by side at the urinals. “I hope you enjoyed it also,” the boy continued and turned to me with his cock in his hand. “Maybe just a quickie before my study period?” the boy suggested and when I bent over to engulf his swelling prick in my mouth Jeff praised me by saying, “Oh yeah! That sure feels good today! Bob, I dreamed about you last night and guess what you were doing.” I was sorry when unfortunately the warning bell sounded before I could get his load off. The salty taste from his piss slit remained with me during my Art Appreciation class.

Mr. Rogers, my Art Appreciation teacher is like thirty and slender and naturally artistic. I have seen him and Mr. Washington in deep conversation and never thought anything of it but now I tried to operate my imagination and could it be Mr. Rogers has also serviced Mr. Washington? My cock started to harden and I vainly tried to change my mental subject as I had no right to think that as I had no proof. I was just curious, not jealous.

Jeff and Joe had a different lunch period than Homer and Jimmie and me. We three took our lunches to the bleachers by the football field. While Jimmie watched the door in the restroom under the stands, I sucked Homer’s nice five and a half inches off and his cum was mixed with my boiled egg and then Homer watched the door while I took Jimmie’s thin five incher to a creamy climax that mixed with Homer’s cum and my roast beef and cheese sandwich. Unlike the day before, I was not called a “fag” and both guys were profuse in their thanks for my attention. From the lips of my friends, “cocksucker” now sounded like the first violinist in the school orchestra of which I am not but I know that is an honor so that is why I used that example. Homer, who had led the others into that second round of blow jobs said, “Bob, It takes a natural skill to suck cock like you do.”

After lunch it was the class I dreaded, Social Studies with Mr. Washington. I have the first desk in the middle row of the desks in the classroom. I was pleased that the African American teacher did not make any overt attention towards me but I am sure he could see I had a boner I could only partially conceal. When the black teacher returned a test paper we had taken on Friday, I found a small note attached, “Meet me in field house at diamond after school.” I could feel that I had involuntarily cum a little in my shorts.

I forgot to mention that Mr. Washington on three days a week is my P E teacher and that day was one of those days. Jeff and Joe are also in my P E class and while we were changing into our exercise shorts, Jeff told me that Mr. Washington had said it would be OK if he and Joe and I did some weight work while the rest of the class did the usual calisthenics out on the field. I knew what that meant and I was pleased that the guys had gone to all that trouble just to get sucked off. In the toilet room next to the weight room, I was able to suck off Jeff and complete the blowjob that time and also to suck Joe’s six inch hard cock to two loads of creamy cock soup while Jeff watched in amazement. Both boys treated me with respect and I think that was the first day I enjoyed P E. I could tell by the big toothy grin on the black face of Mr. Washington that he knew what had happened and in fact had arranged it for my and my companion’s pleasure.

After school, I drove the short distance to the field house at the baseball diamond at the park and went into the building as the side door was open. As I said, I like football more than baseball so I had never been in that building before as it was the gathering room for the school’s baseball team.

That day, however, inside I found two guys also on our team. First was 18 year old Tyrone Washington, the coach’s son who is a junior in school and second string left fielder and his cousin, Zack White who is also a junior and is less than a month older than Tyrone and is back up catcher. Both of the black students were in running shorts and I figured that they would soon be jogging around the park while I took care of their father and/or uncle, Mr. Washington.

Having little in common with the two black student ball players, I rested on a bench until the coach showed up five or six minutes later. “Well, how you feeling today, Bob,” the coach asked as he came into the room filled with benches and lockers? “Did you enjoy your Physical Ed period today? The guys seemed to enjoy it also. Do you know my son, Tyrone and my nephew, Zack?” the black teacher asked as he motioned for the two boys to join us.

“I know of them, Mr. Washington,” I replied, “But I don’t know them personally.”

Mr. Washington put his arms around the shoulders of this son and his nephew. “Last month these boys had their 18th birthday and I took them to Tijuana Mexico and got them laid by some mighty fine Mexican girls for a pretty penny I might add.” The boys looked a little embarrassed at my learning of their loss of virginity but I kept a straight face as the coach continued. “I think all young men should be made aware of the pleasure it is to have the oral attention to their cocks that maybe one of their friends might like to perform for each or both. I had my first one when I was twelve and have enjoyed many since then. I think a good cocksucker is a friend that every young man should learn to appreciate for the relief and comfort he can give them and the joy they can give him.” The teacher moved his gaze from each of the boys who were open mouth with surprise at the way the meeting was going and then to me who was open mouth at the audacity of the baseball coach to suggest even as remotely as he had that I would suck off two more of the school’s students even if they were his kin.

Tyrone was the first to speak, “Hey, Pop! You don’t make yourself clear. Are we here to get blown by Bob?” The black boy looked at me and smiled. “It’s not that I would not like to get sucked off but I never planned to have it happen with you watching and maybe making corrections to his or my style.” Tyrone gave a small laugh and for some reason he punched Zack in the shoulder as the cousin remained silent.

“I will be gone for an hour and a half and then come back to lock up this building.” the father told his son and nephew and me. “Now you three will be alone. If something happens and I hope it does, it will be up to you three.” With those as his parting words, Mr. Washington turned on his heels, so to speak, and left us looking at each other.

When we heard the automatic door lock click, Tyrone spoke to me, “Bob, it is my guess that you have sucked off my old man. I know he likes to be blown by white boys. Well,” the coach’s son continued, “I can tell you that both Zack and I have been sucking each other since we were twelve years old and the old man has never guessed it.”

“Yeah, but we never did it with any other guys especially a white guy,” Zack spoke up and I could see he had sprung a boner on us as we talked. “Not that I wouldn’t like to try a white prick for a change.” the speaker went on with a laugh.

“Sheeeit, Boy! You know what they say! “Try it black and you’ll never go back!!” Tyrone laughed and then became serious. “Ain’t this the damndest thing you ever heard of, Bob? How about you? You eat many of the brother’s cocks? Is my Dad a good cock to suck off? Is he a cummer?” I had to explain that I had only been at it for less than a week and the coach’s son smiled. “We can have one mighty fine daisy chain if you want to do it.” As he spoke, Tyrone pushed down his running shorts and his jock strap to release a thin black cock that was almost a copy of mine in all but the color. Tyrone then turned to Zack and stripped his shorts down and his jock strap fell to his running shoes and he had eight inches of thick black cock with a reddish knob.

I found myself rather anxious to join my companions in a suck fest and took only a few moments to strip as naked as they were. My long white cock was looked at and felt and I was given several compliments about the size and shape and feel of it. In turn I groped both boys, taking a ebony prick in each hand. Both boys felt hot and hard and I stroked each one slowly.

“I want to be first,” Zack stated as he knelt and took one black cock and one white one and began to suck and lick each in turn. Zack was indeed a good cocksucker and I had to stop him before I downloaded a wad of cock custard into his mouth. Tyrone leaned over to suck on my tits and I had the urge to feel up the firm full buttocks which I noted brought a movement by the boy that placed his black ass closer for my fondling. At that time I noted to myself that both of these guys were masculine and good looking and even sexier looking than the farm boys or the classmates I had drained the day before.

Tyrone went to an exercise mat rolled up and leaning on the wall and spread it out on the floor. “Might as well have comfort,” the boy said, “’cause I intend to enjoy this hour real good.”

Well, in that hour we all enjoyed our becoming good friends and equal sex partners.. Tyrone revealed that he had only been fucked by Zack and that Zack was supposed to give up his anal virginity soon. I told the boys I was planning to keep my virginity until the weekend and to lose it to Alvin the Marine from Camp Pendleton. Some half way plans were made to meet in my work shed to continue our relationships. In the meantime, as the party continued, Tyrone wanted to get fucked by both Zack and me so we did him as the one not fucking him was sucking his cock.

Since both guys had years of experience, I learned a lot from them about sucking and rimming. I remember when I first went to rim Zack, I shut my eyes although I had rimmed guys before but that was the first black asshole to feel my tongue. Tyrone’s butt hole soon was the second one and I found them every bit as good as the white holes I had done it to. Zack had cum in Tyrone when he was fucking him and I think I could taste the cousin’s cum when I was rimming the boy.

We hurried to get done before Mr. Washington got back to lock up the building but we each managed to give a cum load to both of our friends before we dressed and left. I gave the boys a ride to where they had their bicycles and we all three thanked each other for a very exotic afternoon which had been arranged by the coach for an entirely different reason. I, for the fifth time, assured the boys that I would tell the coach I had just blown the boys and they were very hot hunks.

I went home and took a shower and went to bed right after Mother served her beef stew dinner which is a good source of the necessary protein a growing boy needs…especially one who looses a lot of protein thru his cock as cum.

I think my lesson that day was not to judge a penis by its color but judge it by the character of the man it swings from.