Gay Erotic Stories

I was walking to gym class on a Monday. I hated gym class. It is where we were forced to take showers after class. At the time I was straight. I even had a girlfriend at the time. I'm Nick. I am 18, blonde, blue eyes, smooth chest, hairy pits. I was on the football and tennis team. I was even the star quarterback for the team and the number one seed on the tennis team. I was the all around jock. Anyway, I was just about to enter the locker room when my coach stopped me and said that he will really need my help on Friday. I said I couldn’t wait for the game. All he said, "OK!" I took off my shirt and opened my gym locker. As I was getting out my gym shirt I thought I heard some noises coming from the coach's office. I ignored it and went onto class. My gym teacher is my coach, Mr. Paul Frye. I thought it was kind of strange that he licked his lips as he walked into the gym. It was the day to go to the weight room to lift. I went straight for the curl up station. I can do 65 curl-ups in a minute. As we were doing our exercises, I thought it was unusual that Paul, we were on a first name basis, was looking at all the guys. I even thought I saw him look at my pits. I had cut the sleeves off my gym shirt for comfort. He even went over to my friend on the bench press and offered to be the spotter. He pushed his crotch really close to my friend's mouth. I thought that I just might be imagining things. After all it was a Monday. The rest of the week went on as usual. Gym returned to normal and Paul didn't seem to do anything else. That was until Friday. On Friday everything went wrong. I broke up with my girl and I failed my history test. I was bummed out. And I still had the big game that night. After such a bad day, I just wanted to go home and drink. But I had to go to the game. Luckily, we won the game and the rest of the team went out to a party. I had to get up early the next morning to go to work, so I passed on the party. I loved the parties but I worked at 6:30 the next day. As I was getting out of my gear, I heard the same noise as I did on Monday in Paul's office. This time I went to peek in on what he was doing. I looked through the crack in the door, not to be caught. What I saw was very strange. He had a picture of ME! I didn't know what to do. So I looked even closer. I saw him looking at my crouch and masturbating. I was disgusted. I walked away from the office and bumped into a locker. I heard him stop. I stopped. I was lucky that he didn't get up. So I went to change and go home. As I went back to my locker, I put on some shorts and my wife beater. It was a warm night out. I didn't hear him sneak up behind me. I jumped out of my skin. "What are you still doing here," said Paul. "I was just leaving." "You didn't even get your shower yet." "I was going to get one when I got home." "You're not going to the party?" he said in a questionable voice. "No, I have to get up in the morning." I left the locker room and went out to my car. I had some great times in that car. But tonight it would not start. I tried for almost five minutes until I gave up. I decided to go back to the locker and ask Paul if he could call a tow truck. "I can't." "Why not?" "Because I can give you a ride home." "You don't have to do that, I can just have it towed." "Don't worry about it, we can get your car tomorrow." I didn’t hear him say “we” he said it so fast. "Ok, I don't live to far away." So he packed up his things. He said he had to make a quick phone call. Then we headed for his car. When we got there he dropped his keys. When he bent down to pick them up he stuck his ass up so that it was right in my face and wiggled it. I didn't even look. We got in the car and head to my house. "I heard you broke up with Sara today." "Yeah, I caught her kissing another guy." "Too bad, you guys made a great couple." I didn't even realize that we were headed into town. "Where are we going?' "I have a surprise for you for doing so great in the game." "What?" "You'll see.' We went to a house. I got a quick look at the mailbox. It was my tennis coach's house. I didn't get why we would come here. As we got out of the car he said that he had to get something out of the trunk, but to go inside. I still didn't get why I was there. I went inside to find my tennis coach, Rusty Wild, yes his last name was wild, on the couch watching a pay-per-view movie. I dint get the chance to see what it was before he changed the channel. "Hey Rusty.' "Hey Nick, wanna watch a movie?' 'Sure, what kind?" 'You'll see, I will get something to drink." He changed the channel back to the pay-per-view movie he was watching. It was a porno flick. I said cool and he went into the kitchen to get some drinks. As I was watching it I still had two questions on my mind, what was my surprise and why are there no girls in the movie. "Hey Rusty, why are there only guys in this movie?' "Because it is a gay porn.' "Why am I watching a gay porn flick?' "What? You don't like?' "No, I don't do guys." "Oh, I didn't mean to offend you." "That's ok." He then handed me a can of soda. But before I could open it, Paul came behind me and put a cloth over my nose and I passed out. I was knocked out for about 15 minutes. When I woke up I was tied up in a chair in a bedroom. No one else was in the room. I had no idea what had happened. Then the door opened. "I see you are awake now.' said Rusty. "What is going on here, and why am I tied up?" "You said you don't do guys." "So?" "Well, guys want to do you." "What the fuck?" Paul then came into the room with a handful of condoms and K-y cream. I started to shout. But Rusty put a sock in my mouth. "Now we wouldn't want to disturb the neighbors, would we?" "Paul, I'll untie him and hold him." "Ok." As Rusty began to untie me, I tried to get away. But he held me. Paul began to take off my shorts. I was able to get the sock out of my mouth. "What the hell do you think you are doing?" "What does it feel like, giving you your surprise?" "This is my fucking surprise, you faggot?" "That was a big," he stopped mid sentence and lowered my shorts, "mistake." He then started to massage my balls. I was about to kick him but my feet were still tired. My cock started to get hard after he rubbed it. My cock head started to stick out of my boxers. "Let's see what is under those boxers." I really started to struggle. He pulled down my boxers releasing my man meat. It was 9 inches of man flesh covered in blonde pubes. "This is the biggest boy cock I have ever seen!" "I'm not a boy, I'm 18 and will call the cops soon as I get out of here." "I don't think that you will, Nick." He then stared to lick the bottom of my cock with his tongue. I stared to squirm. I didn't even know that he had put his entire mouth on my cock. Meanwhile I could start to feel Rusty's prick on my hole. He still had his shorts on. I also didn't know that I started to moan a little. I had gotten head before from Sara, but not this good. I was about to explode when he stopped. "It seems someone is enjoying this." "No, I'm not." “Well your moans and dick say something different." By that time I began to relax and not fight. "I think gays are freaks, but this head is great! Sara never gave me such good head." "Well guys know what other guys like," said Paul. Rusty let go of me and I just stood there in a trance. "Have you ever seen two guys kiss?" "No." "Do you like this?" Rusty came over to me and kissed me. I was in complete shock. I pushed him off me. "What's wrong?" he asked. To his surprise I grabbed his head and kissed him back. I put my tongue in his mouth. I felt like I would explode right there. We stopped kissing when I noticed Paul rubbing his meat. I asked him what else is in store for me. He then asked me to help him undress. I walked over to him and gave him a quick kiss. He stuck his tongue in my mouth. It felt really warm. I let go and started to unbutton his shirt. I could see some chest hair at the top of a white undershirt he was wearing. After I took off his over shirt I went to take off his pants but he stopped me. He then took off his undershirt revealing a chest full of hair with his nipples erect. He asked if I knew what to do. I said no and then took my hand started to me to rub his chest. I did as I was told. I felt warm and fuzzy. He had a great chest, a washboard stomach and brown chest hair. When he let go of my hand and I still rubbed his hairy man chest. I did not know what I was doing but I liked it. I had always thought that gays were freaks and dressed like girls, but the two men that I was there with were real guys. I then reached down to unzip his pants. As I pulled them off, I noticed that he wasn't wearing any underwear. Out popped his 7-inch cock. It rubbed against my cock as we started to kiss. We stopped when Rusty turned me around. He had the biggest surprise of the night in his hand.