Gay Erotic Stories

I was happy to see they had urinals without dividers, so I went to one and took out my cock and began to pee. I have an average sized cock with a full foreskin that ends in a puckered "nipple" past the head. I usually peel it back just a bit, to expose the slit, when I pee is a toilet (in order to aim better), but I don't peel back at urinals (or outside), enjoying the feeling of piss sloshing around inside my foreskin before it exits.

Suddenly I heard the door open and another guy from the convention (I could tell from his nametag) came in. He went to the urinal next to mine and took out his cock to pee.

"Good conference, huh?" I said to him. "Yeah, but I'm kinda bored now," he replied.

I looked down at his cock and saw that it was very large with a foreskin at least as long as mine. He wasn't peeling it back either, letting the piss flow out his foreskin opening into the urinal below.

"I'm going up to my room to watch some TV; wanna join me?" I asked him. He looked down at my cock and said, "Sure!"

We went to my room. "Make yourself comfortable," I said, "I'm gonna strip down to my boxers and relax."

"Think I'll do the same," he said, as we both took off our coats, our ties, our shirts, and suit pants. "That feels a lot better!" my new friend said. (We could see that each other was hard through our boxers.)

"Sure hope there's some porn on TV," I said, "I gotta jack off before I can go to sleep in a strange bed."

"Me, too," he said.

"Ben," I said (I knew his name from his nametag), "I'll tell you something if you promise not to tell anyone, OK?" "OK," Ben replied.

"In college my roommate and I used to jack off while we talked about sex."

Ben kinda blushed. "That sounds good to me."

"OK, let's strip on the count of three. One, two, three!" and we both took off our boxers. "Hey, we're skin bros!" I said, referring to our foreskins.

"Cool," said Ben. "Bet we jack off the same way, too."

"Here's how I do it," I said, reaching down and grabbing my cock, which was hard by now. I pulled my foreskin back and forth over the head, not going all the way back behind the head though. "Now you."

Ben took hold of his big cock and pulled his foreskin back and forth the same way I had done it. "Feels good, doesn't it?"

"Yours sure is big, Ben" (Big Ben, get it?). "Mind if I pull your skin back for you to unveil your cockhead?"

"No problem, David, if I can unveil yours for you."

"Sure," I said, taking hold of Ben's big cock. Slowly I pulled the full foreskin back, back, back, till it snapped behind his head, which was almost purple and swollen, precum already there.

"Oh man, that feels good. Now you," Ben said as he reached over and grabbed my cock. He pulled my foreskin back too very slowly till my cockhead was totally out in the open, dark red and covered in precum.

"My cock is bigger than yours, but I like how full and loose your foreskin is," Ben said to me. "Bet it will cover the head again if I let go." He let go, and sure enough, my hood recovered my head, just allowing the slit to be barely visible.

"Time for some real jacking now," I said. Ben agreed, and we started jacking in earnest. We each enjoyed pulling the other's foreskin all the way back behind the head on the down stroke, and then all the way up and past the head on the upstroke. This way our foreskin nerves were stretched and stimulated, and our skin openings bumped deliciously over the coronas both going up and down.

"I'm gonna cum if you keep this up," Ben said. "I will too, but that's the point of a quickie, right?" I replied.

"Let's go in the bathroom and shoot our cum into the tub," I suggested. Into the bathroom we went, still holding each other's rock hard cocks.

The foreskins flew like crazy while we both moaned in ecstasy. "Oh man, here I go!" exclaimed Ben. "Me too, oh man!" I breathed out.

BAM! We both shot load after load of hot cum into the tub, jacking the foreskins like crazy rather than holding the skin back as we came like some uncut guys do. That skin movement during orgasm can drive a guy out of his mind with full-body sensations starting at the foreskin, and it sure did with Ben and me.

"Wow! You sure know what you're doing!" Ben said. "So do you, guy," I replied.

We lay down in bed holding each other's cocks as the softened and fully retreated into their skin protectors, and snuggling our kinda hairy chests together, finally taking a little post-orgasm nap. When we woke up, Ben dressed and left for his room.

The conference started early, and we both needed our sleep. Needless to say, we both slept very well that night!

Ben and I repeated this a couple more times during the conference, and then we went home to opposite sides of the country. We've never seen each other sense.

I think of him, though, and I hope he thinks of me. Ben, if you're reading this, jack off for me, will you?