Gay Erotic Stories

I didn’t know till Tuesday or something he was going to be here, and the worst thing was he was going to come down without telling mum and dad, and they were going to have to act like they were pleased to see him and what a nice surprise and all that, but really it would be all uncomfortable cos they’ve never really been able to look him in the face since they found out he was gay. Then on - when was it - Thursday - dad said he’d got tickets for the opera someplace out in the country on Saturday night, and can you believe it this place is so far out in the sticks that when you go there and see the opera by the time it’s finished it’s too late to get a train back to London, so they were going to stay over with friends. I don’t know why dad didn’t want to drive, but I wasn’t going to suggest that!!!! Anyway they said would I look after Timmy, and right then I had a brainwave and I said "sorry, I’m going to a party with Mark and Adrian", so then Timmy called up some friend of his and arranged to stay over. Anyway, after all this, it meant--the house was going to be empty!!!! So I called up Danny and I told him - I made like I was all sorry, I said "hey, Danny, I’m really sorry, there’s gonna be no-one else home to say hello on Saturday night, hope you don’t mind", and like he was cracking up, he knew what I meant. So then on Saturday Timmy goes off at tea-time and mum and dad go and catch their train, and I promise them I’ll get back from the party before two in the morning, you know the routine, and just after they go out the phone rings, and it’s Danny on the line, saying "is the coast clear", and I say yes, and a couple of minutes later there’s a knock on the door. Danny’s been hanging around on the corner of the street for half an hour with his mobile phone, he’s parked his motorbike out of sight and he’s been watching for mum and dad to go out. He’s got dark glasses on and he’s wearing all his motor biking gear and he’s had his hair cut short so even if they’d have seen him they probably wouldn’t have recognised him. It was so funny when we talked about it later, like some spy film or something, but right then I didn’t stop to think about that. I closed the door and we put our arms round each other right there, standing in the hall, and we kissed. Danny’s really strong but he like uses it really gently and it was incredible the way he held me, and I was mumbling his name over and over like "Oh Danny oh Danny" as he went to kiss me, and he used his tongue in this fantastic way in my mouth, and then he pressed against me and I felt his hard-on against mine, and he put his hand on my butt, and I had this stream of sort of half-orgasms in my cock and in my ass and everywhere between, all these quick little fluttering-pumping feelings inside, and this fucking fantastic tingling feeling in my throat, like I was doing everything except actually cumming. I think I nearly passed out cos the next thing I know Danny’s sort of carrying me into the living room, and we kiss and hold each other some more, and we talk and I help him out of his biker’s jacket and he helps me out of my T-shirt and we kiss and talk some more, and he touches my nipples in this amazing way and he strokes my face and I suck his finger and it’s just amazing, I’ve just never felt anything like it. What I said to myself was "I’m making love", cost that’s what it felt like, we weren’t even fucking or sucking or anything but it felt like making love. I don’t know how long this went on, I told him how much I missed him, and we talked about how he was living, and we talked about me, everything that I could think of which probably wasn’t very much because he kept looking into my eyes and touching me in a way that was turning me to jelly (except my dick which he was turning to a throbbing hunk of rock). Then he laid me back on the sofa and he undid my jeans and took them off, and sort of lay on me, and I felt his butt through his leather trousers (wow), and then… Hey, look, sorry, I’m not going to give you everything we did blow by blow by the way. Some things a boy’s gotta keep private to himself. Except to say that when he took down my boxers and got hold of my cock and went to kiss my cockhead, that’s when I finally couldn’t hold it back any more, and I just had this most incredible orgasm, it was almost like I didn’t need to pump and squeeze it out at all like I usually do, it was like I’d done all the pumping already and now it was just the sluice opening, and it all just ran through me so fast and this incredible load just hit Danny in the face so quick he couldn’t get his mouth there, and it went all over his mouth and eyes and hair and in his nose and everything. And then I was just gibbering on like saying "oh Danny I’m sorry I’m sorry" and that wasn’t only cos I’d made such a mess but mostly because I’d come before I wanted to, but he was fabulous and he just lay down beside me and held me tight till I stopped shaking, and then he stroked my hair and whispered to me that it was OK, and then when he started kissing again I kissed the cum off his eyelids and sort of licked it out of his nose… which wasn’t a bit gross at all, you gotta believe me. So, it didn’t take him long to get me warmed up again, and then he said "can’t we go to bed?", and I just nodded, I wasn’t really saying much at this point, I felt so blasted, and he stood up and lifted me up with my legs wrapped round his waist, and he carried me up the stairs like this (I told you he was strong), and he took me into my bedroom and sat me down on the bed, and I helped him off with the rest of his clothes. He smelled strong of his sweat cos he’d been biking in these leather trousers and it was a hot day, and I sort of had to peel them off him, and then his boxers too, and in there I got a sudden blast of his sperm-smell too, which I love, and then I sucked him, and then he fucked me. Oh it was sooo good, you can’t imagine, he was so hard and so gentle and I wanted him so bad, and it really felt like he wanted me bad too, and afterwards we just lay there holding one another, not talking or anything, just being together. The first thing he said then was "Alex, I wish it could always be like this," and I said so do I, so do I, and it was like that was all we needed to say. Then after a while I hear this noise and I feel his tummy rumble. I’ve got my soft cock pressed against it cos I’ve got his head on my shoulder, and it feels really funny (and sexy too by the way but mostly funny), so I start laughing and say "you hungry then", and he laughs too and he says yes cos I missed his mouth with his dinner, and this is so funny I start creasing up and he tickles me and I’m like doubled up with laughing and wriggling and wanting to get away from his fingers and not wanting to get away. After a while we have to stop cos I’m getting out of breath and he says "seriously, you got anything to eat?" and I put his hand on my cock, but he bats it away and he says "no, stupid, fooooood", so we get a few clothes on and go down into the kitchen and open a couple of beers and I make us some pasta, and he eats like he’s starved for a week. After which we sit around talking about normal things (i.e. not sex) cos we haven’t seen each other properly or talked for months, and I tell him about my exams and work and about mum and dad and Timmy, and we laugh about him hiding round the corner with dark glasses on till they’ve gone out, and he tells me about Uni. and his bike and about his housemate Jon and his other housemate Paul, and I tell him about Adrian, and all stuff like that. All of which feels really good except by this time it’s getting dark and my cock is beginning to feel itchy… so I say "Danny I want you," and he just says "I want you too kid,", and we go back to bed. Only this time we go to Danny’s bed (mum calls it the "spare bed" now but it will always be Danny’s bed to me) and boy do we go for it…. uuuuhhh… have you ever heard the expression "to have your brains fucked out"? After which we actually went to sleep. Yeah! I actually *slept with a man! I’ve never done this before, not in the sense of sleeping in the same bed as another boy, with no clothes on, with our arms all round each other and all. It’s really lovely, and when I woke up in the middle of the night (the clock said 03:03) he was asleep and my arms were still round him, and we were like glued together with our sweat and other things. I had to go pee so I had to untangle myself, but I didn’t want to wake him. I thought I’d managed it but as I was standing there at the john I heard him come into the bathroom behind me, and he comes up beside me and we both pee together, which is kinda nice too. Then we tiptoe back out of the bathroom, talking in whispers, though I don’t know why, I guess it’s just cos it’s the middle of the night. I’m headed back for his bed (mmmm lovely idea) but he taps me on the shoulder and points me to come with him, and he opens the door to our parents’ bedroom. Now for some reason this is the most incredible thing of all to me. I mean, it’s not like it’s not extraordinary that I’m this 18 year old boy having amazing sex with his 20-year old brother, but the idea of doing it in their bed is something else, and I tell him no, and I go back to his bed, and he follows me and we climb in together, and start kissing again. I start telling him I’m sorry for not wanting to do that, but he shushes me with his finger and puts my mouth down to his chest to kiss, and soon I’m kissing his nipples and licking his pecs, and I go on kissing him, all down his body, his pecs and his abs and his navel and his stomach and his cockhead and his shaft and his balls and his hole, everywhere. And after a while I find he’s turned himself round and he’s kissing my cock too, and we do 69 for a while, but this isn’t my favorite cos I’d rather concentrate on being sucked or sucking, just one at a time, so I leave off licking him, which is when I realise he’s doing something else with my cock. He’s just starting to put a condom on it. This being something he’s very good at, I’m soon all covered up, and he lies on his back and pulls me on top of him, and pulls my cockhead up against his hole. Well, you can fill in the rest. This is not the first time we’ve done this by the way, though it is the first for a long time and it is as good as I ever remember. (I realise I haven’t said that he used condoms each time he fucked me, which he did. I ought to be pleased about this because it means he’s showing a proper concern about his own health and mine. Unfortunately it also probably means that he can’t be sure that everyone he’s been with since he had a clear test has been clean. If I were the only boy he was doing there probably wouldn’t be the need. Still, that would be asking a bit much of Danny) And after which we sleep again until the sun wakes us up…. Oh, and I get fucked again ;-) And no, I’m not gonna tell you any more about it, it’s private.) Do you get the idea?? “What a night –incredible!” We finally got up about eight o’clock and had a huge breakfast together with bacon and egg and bread and things, which Danny makes for us while I just sit looking at him, and then we go and straighten out the beds (mine has got this huge cum-stain on it, but luckily this is not so unusual, and the "spare" bed isn’t in too much of a mess, except that we almost miss a durex wrapper which has worked its way under the sheet), and make sure there aren’t too many of our pubic hairs on the pillow (always a bit of a give-away), and we collect up his clothes and I help him to dress, which is a weird kind of reversal, though still kind of sexy. After which he leaves, cos he’s riding all the way down to Devon or Cornwall or something to some kind of music festival, I’m not sure which. I go out with him to his bike where I say goodbye to him, all that see-you-soon sort of crap, and I give him the kind of kiss that a brother might give even when he hadn’t been having hot sex with him all night, and I watch him ride away down our street… …and then I came back in the house, tidied up the kitchen, and went back to my own bed to sleep and dreamt of Danny until mum and dad came back at lunchtime.