Gay Erotic Stories

Will, Andy and I cruised around Cal all day on Saturday, checking out the campus and the dorms. Neither of them figured they had a very good shot of getting into the best public school in California so we didn’t even bother to sign up for any official tour. I thought my chances of being accepted were pretty good so I left my name with some secretary in the admissions office but hadn’t heard anything by the end of the day. Saturday night we grabbed pizza at this restaurant pretty close to campus and tried not to act like the wide-eyed 18-year old high school seniors that we didn’t belong. The joint was loaded with students from Cal, obviously on a serious budget just like us. It was kind of cool being there and feeling like we were in college already, but none of us actually said that out loud.

Andy took a sip of his Coke. “So do you think that waitress with the green shirt would like to bounce up and down on T.J.’s massive boy-meat after she gets off work tonight?” Andy said, laughing.

“I don’t know, why don’t you ask her?” Will replied.

I turned tomato red and shot them both my nastiest dirty look.

“Don’t you fucking say a word to her, you jerk!” I said, meaning it.

Andy just smiled, ignoring me. “T.J, buddy, relax! Obviously, she’s a college girl. There’s no way she would stoop so low.”

“That’s right,” I agreed. “So let’s just drop it right there.”

“On the other hand,” Andy grinned, “if she knew what she was in for, maybe she’d be interested.”

“That’s right,” Will said, not getting Andy’s meaning.

“I mean, eight and one third inches of prime high school track beef doesn’t come around that often.”

Andy and Will laughed out loud and Will blew pizza crust onto his plate. He recovered quickly and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

“Oops,” he said.

“Will, that was disgusting!” Andy said.

“I’m sorry; I just think it’s funny how you describe T.J.”

“What? Little T.J.’s big cock? It’s all a true story Will. It’s all true. ”

“Shut up, you fuck!” I said, flinging a piece of ice at him.

There was a silence while we all took a bite of pizza. Of course, Andy broke the silence.

“We could leave her an eight dollar and 33 cent tip,” Andy said, trying to keep a straight face.

Will looked over at me to see if it was okay or if I was gonna hit him. I just laughed and then both Will and Andy joined in.

When he was finally able to speak, Will said, “I mean, come on T.J., how long has it been since you’ve had a date? Junior prom last year? So here we are in Berkeley, all of these college girls, you know, just walking around half naked. It seems like even you could score.”

“Thank you,” I said.

“He’s right T.J.,” Andy added. “If you can’t get a college co-ed to suck on your Johnson here, what the fuck man? How are you ever gonna get laid?”

Chewing quietly on a pepperoni, I looked at both of my so-called friends across the table from me. They sat very still and waited for what I was going to say.

“Okay. I’ll do it, but not the girl in the green shirt.”

“Dude!” Will said, high-fiving me across the table.

“Who then?”

I looked around the restaurant. It was a real smorgasbord of people. White. Black. Mexican. Chinese. I spotted a girl sitting by herself in a booth nearly all the way across the massive room. She had short dark hair, a short-sleeve black shirt, and was sipping her drink through a straw.

“Her,” I said, nodding my head in the direction of the lonely girl. “But don’t turn around.”

Andy got up onto his knees and craned his neck around. Will ducked down below the side of the booth and tried to act as if he’d dropped his pencil.

“Guys, guys, be cool. She’ll see you!” I said.

Andy turned around completely in the booth, and pointed with his arm.

“Do you mean the big one sitting by herself slurping down her soda?”

“Yeah, the one in the black shirt?”

I reached across the table and grabbed both of their shirts and hauled them back to the table.

“You are both about as subtle as a bull,” I said.

“T.J., are you serious,” Andy said. “If you mean that chick sitting alone, I mean, please, dude! She’s like huge! She’d hurt you!”

“Fuck you Andy, she’s not huge. She’s just got, you know, a little extra…”

“T.J., she’s got a little extra…everything!”

“T.J., she does seem on the large side,” Will said, helpfully. “Is she really the only woman in this place that you want?”

“Um. It’s not like I want her…”

“Are we even sure she’s a chick?” Andy asked, flinging ice back at me across the table.

“Andy!”

“What? I’m just asking…”

Will stepped in. “Well, I don’t think there’s any doubt that she’s a girl. Look at those breasts, they’re enormous. T.J. would probably suffocate if she got on top.”

Andy laughed.

“That’s right, T.J., you never let them get on top. You got to show them who’s boss.”

“You’re the boss T.J.” Will added. I glared at them both.

Andy’s tone became serious.

“No T.J., if you want her, that’s okay. As your friends, it’s our job to point out that you’re making one colossal mistake of course. You never afford the food bill after you get married unless you become a doctor. But, we’ll support you.” Will laughed. I just looked into space wanting the conversation to end.

“That’s right. We’re right behind you. And if she hurts you, like if she breaks your ribs or something during sex, we’ll visit you in the hospital.”

Will and Andy both cracked up and doubled over. I sat quietly waiting for them to be through.

When we were done, we paid our check and left. Will and I walked out one way while Andy went way out of his way so that he could walk by the table of the poor college student in the black shirt we had been talking about. As we walked outside back toward the motel, I was silent. But Andy couldn’t stand it.

“I got her number for you,” he said.

I continued walking but didn’t acknowledge the remark.

“Come on, T.J., she said she’d do it.”

“Really,” Will asked, believing him.

“But she wants you to take her out to dinner first; just as soon as she’s done with her pizza.”

Will laughed and I couldn’t keep from smiling.

The sleeping arrangements Saturday night seemed obvious, since I had been with Will the night before (at least for most of the night), I would bunk with Andy tonight. Will thought this was a good idea because he thought his snoring might keep me awake. Andy thought this was a good idea because he thought he’d get another blow job. And I didn’t really care.

I was wiped out and I only wanted to crash.

I did.

At some point, I woke up beside Andy to find him sleeping with his arms wrapped around me and my underwear half way down my thighs but I pulled them back up and rolled over. I don’t think he noticed.

We both woke up in time to catch Will get out of bed with his massive piss hard-on. And once again, our jaws dropped and we looked at each other with a shared disbelief.

“T.J., that dick is like, you know, I don’t know…” Andy said, shaking his head, after Will had closed the door to the bathroom.

I giggled.

“Andy, cool down. It’s a penis. You’ve seen penises before. In fact, some quite up close. Plus, this is Will we’re talking about here. We should give him his privacy and just try to ignore it.” We both sighed.

“Come on, T.J., it’s too big, don’t you think?” Andy said with a straight face.

“Maybe he’ll grow into it,” I suggested. “I mean, just because we’re 18, we all probably have some growing to do. Right?”

“Let’s just hope he’s finished in the dick department,” Andy said, smiling. I laughed again.

Andy lay on top of me and thrust his pelvis into mine. I was instantly aroused. Andy noticed.

“My god, T.J., it sure doesn’t take much with you.”

“Yep,” I said, “but not many guys lie on top of me in bed in their underwear.”

“What, are you kidding? I get that all the time.” Andy grabbed at my cock through my shorts and jerked me up and down.

I tried to remove his hand. “Andy, Will’s awake,” I protested.

“Yeah, and you’d like nothing more than for him to walk out of the shower and let you sit on his Johnson, right?”

“Um,” I had to admit, he had me there.

“So, let me just do this,” he said, pulling down the top of my underwear and stroking me up and down.

I sat back and let it happen. “How about some lube?” I asked timidly.

Andy licked his hand and then rubbed it on the head of my wiener. I jumped at first. He pushed my hips back down and held the base of my cock with one hand, his fingers gently pulling my ball sack down away from above. After less than a minute, I yelped once and came straight up in the air, the white semen landing on my pubes and Andy’s hand.

“That was fast! You really needed that, huh?”

“Well, I guess,” I said. I sat up on my elbows and felt Andy’s underwear. Nothing…not even a little hardening of the pipe-like dick I’d held in my mouth two nights ago.

“Andy, you’re not even hard again!” I complained.

“What can I say, amigo? Don’t sweat it, that was fun for me anyway. To see you get off so quickly just with a little of my spit.”

“Andy, that’s like, that’s so, I mean. I don’t know. How the fuck can you not be gay? Straight guys don’t just jerk off their friends when they get up in the morning!”

Andy got up from the bed and stood facing me. He pulled his boxer briefs down in front. He was soft all right, but mighty nice to look at all the same. His dick and balls both hung low. He had dark blonde pubic hair that was very well trimmed. His weenie was white and tubular and the light red crown at the end curved a few millimeters up. I had first seen this full package through a pair of light blue cords that morning in Will’s bedroom. My x-ray vision wasn’t working so well that morning and I had no idea Andy would look so fucking hot out of his pants!

“Well, I don’t know what’s going on here. I usually get morning wood, just like the two of you boys,” Andy nodded to Will in the bathroom. We could hear the sound of the shower still on.

“And then like, especially after you’ve had such a hot piece of meat in your hand,” I mentioned, hoping he realized I was kidding. I smiled. He smiled back at me and held up his hand covered with my cum.

“Well, there’s this too, I thought I’d just go wipe this off,” he said.

“Good idea.”

Andy walked to the bathroom door and walked right in. He may have pulled the front of his underwear up but I wasn’t quite sure.

“Sorry to bust in on you Will, I just need to wash my hand off, I’ve got T.J.’s cum all over me,” Andy shouted matter-of-factly.

“What?” I heard Will shout back.

“T.J.’s cum,” Andy said.

“T.J.’s cum?” Will shouted again.

“Never mind, you wouldn’t understand,” Andy came out of the bathroom drying his hand on a towel with a huge grin on his face.

I stared at him.

“Andy, what the fuck?”

He looked at me sheepishly. “Sorry, dude, I couldn’t help myself,” he said.

“Sorry, dude? Fuck you! That’s all I need, for Will to figure out that you and I are doing it!” I whispered at him loudly.

“I said, sorry, I know you’re sensitive about stuff like this,” Andy said.

“Yeah! I am!” I said.

Andy sat down on Will’s bed and I pulled the covers up over my head and sighed.

“Well, looky there!” Andy said, pulling open the top of his underwear. “I’ve got a boner!”

I pulled the covers down and looked over. I was still mad at him.

“You’re a sick fuck Andy!”

He laughed.

“So?” he said, looking over at me.

“You wanna suck me off?”

“What? Are you fucking nuts?”

“Why not? You gotta admit, I’ve got an amazing cock!”

“Andy, you’re unbelievable!” I pulled the covers back up over my head.

“Last chance,” he said. Andy sat back on Will’s pillow and lowered his boxer briefs to mid-thigh. “Going once, going twice…”

“Andy, cut it out. La la la la la.”

Andy was silent for a minute and I could hear the unmistakable sound of him beating his meat. I kept the blankets over my head and tried to ignore him, but my curiosity got the best of me and I peeked out to see what he was doing.

He was laying on Will’s pillow staring at the ceiling with one hand pulling his nuts in a downward twist and the other slowly moving up and down on his long tubular shaft. He looked over at me and smiled.

“Nice, eh?” he said.

“Um.”

“How about giving your new pal a hand? Or a mouth?”

“Andy, this is crazy!”

“Come on T.J., you know you want to.”

“No,” I said defiantly, “I’m still mad at you.”

“Okay,” he said with a sigh, “suit yourself.”

Despite being mad at him, I was still turned on at the sight of my sexy friend enjoying himself. He seemed determined to get off and didn’t seem to mind if I helped him or if I didn’t. I sat up on the edge of the bed in my underwear and Andy looked over with a sort of pleading face. I said nothing. The shower noise from behind the bathroom door continued and we heard Will humming our school fight song.

“It’s a good thing he takes such long showers,” I said at last.

Andy ignored me and licked his hand. His pace was maddeningly slow. He moved his hand from the base all the way to the head of his dick like he was polishing a car, slow, even strokes. I couldn’t get over how much he was pulling down on his own balls. That had to hurt, didn’t it?

“Can you at least go a little faster, at this rate we could be here all day?”

“Shh,” Andy whispered, “I’m thinking about something.”

I continued to stare at his cock. It was awfully nice. Long and smooth and clean. It arced slightly up toward Andy’s face right at the tip but it was otherwise a perfect white tube. After a few more minutes, Will finally turned off the shower. My anxiety shot way up since Andy still wasn’t done yet.

“Andy, get a move on here,” I urged.

“T.J., chill out…all guys do this. If Will comes out and sees me naked on his bed with a big ol’ hard on, well then, that’s just the way it is.”

“Andy, you’re fucking crazy!”

Andy kept up his slow rhythm. I heard Will hum the first bars of our fight song yet again.

After what seemed like another hour, I had had enough. I stood up. “All right,” I said, moving Andy’s hand aside and easing my face toward his beautiful dick. “I’ll help you if that will make this whole thing go faster.”

Andy looked happy and let me take him into my mouth. His cock tasted a little peppery, but it was just as advertised--long and smooth and rock solid. I tried to see if I could get the entire thing into my mouth, but I couldn’t and gagged a little. I tried pulling down on Andy’s smooth scrotum just like I had seen him do.

“That’s good, T.J., do that,” he said.

“Mmm,” I mumbled back, glad for the feedback.

“Enjoy it, T.J., that’s what it’s there for,” he added.

I continued tugging on his balls, stroking up and down on his dick and I let my mouth sort of suction him on the end. Andy bucked his hips and put both hands on the back of my head.

“Good, that’s really good,” he said in a higher pitch.

Just as Andy came, I slid my lips off of the tip of his prick and let him shoot out onto his own stomach. It went pretty high into the air as I held firm on his nuts. A tiny bit caught me on the side of the face and a long stream landed on the back of my hand.

Andy exhaled loudly and grinned.

“There,” I said, “can you put your underwear back on now?”

“What?” he asked in mock horror, “and get them all sticky with my own jizz?”

I left him lying on Will’s bed and wiped the cum off my face with my arm. I held up my hand so none of it fell on the rug and walked toward the bathroom. I knocked twice and Will said I could come in so I did. He was standing there in a towel shaving at the sink.

“Sorry I’m taking so long,” he said, “you know, for a cheap motel room, they’ve got a great shower here.”

I flipped off my underwear and stood nude in front of the mirror looking at Will. I kept the hand with Andy’s cum up in the air like I was holding an invisible can of soda. Will looked at me and seemed to check me out from head to toe. My dick was not hard but it was not entirely soft either. It was still a little sticky from Andy beating me off in bed.

“What’s with your hand?” Will asked.

I turned and flipped open the shower curtain.

“It’s cum,” I said. I turned on the water for the shower.

“It’s what?” Will asked.

“Cum. It belongs to Andy." I stepped into the shower and let the warm water run over my body.

“Oh,” I heard Will say. He started humming again and I smiled to myself as I grabbed for the shampoo.