Latest gay erotic stories: U-N-I Ch – Chapter 2
When I woke up, I was alone in bed. I called out Rob’s name but got no answer. I reluctantly got out of bed, feeling a bit groggy. I put on some clothes and went to the bathroom to take a leak. I decided to take a hot shower and after a good 10 minutes, I got out and went back into Rob’s room to get dressed. I think at least half of my clothes were in his drawer because I spent so many nights there.
I headed down the stairs, looking for Rob and found him in the kitchen, having breakfast and reading the latest NME magazine as I had done the previous night.
It wouldn’t be far from the truth if I told you that we learned pretty much everything we needed to know about Rock in that magazine. Back then, We read about the latest groups, without even listening to their music, just trying to follow their career and to immerse ourselves in the rock scene. Reviews in NME were so well written that even if the groups were bad, they managed to make you hear the music, make you vibrate with the lyrics and the message it conveyed. We were so excited about the all rock scene! We totally loved it because the teenagers that we were could easily identify with the kind of lyrics that they sang. It talked to us because we felt that the changes we were going through in our life were mirrored in this music. This weekly magazine was our getaway, we could totally lost ourselves in there, dreaming about what it could be like to live like them, wanting nothing more but to enter that world ourselves.
It was Saturday, and apparently, we were the only two people in the house.
“Hey you’re up, how are you feeling?” he asked
“Fine. Why didn’t you wake me up?”
“I don’t think you would have appreciated it if I had.”
I sat down at the table, had a fruit and poured some cereals into a bowl. I wasn’t looking at Rob but I could feel his gaze on me.
I decided to break the silence.
“I can’t wait for tonight!” I said, feeling butterflies in my stomach.
We were to play in a club in Dublin. We played in Dublin every weekends, mostly on Saturday nights in pubs, so we were used to it. We had been doing that for the past six months or so, and we had a few dedicated fans already. Our performances were often uploaded on youtube by some of them and we were receiving a lot of support and great comments. We were starting to get noticed.
This gig was a bit different though. It had been scheduled for weeks and we had been rehearsing hard to be ready. It was not going to take place in a small pub as usual, but in a club.
“Yeah, me too! I’m a bit apprehensive though. There’s gonna be a lot of people tonight! I’ve been trying to hold back the nerves since I woke up!”
“You’ll be great, you always are!” I told him sincerely.
He smiled at me, with those eyes. He was looking deep into my soul.
“Well, at least, it takes my mind off last night!”
I was waiting for him to bring it up to the conversation. So far we were both acting as if nothing had happened.
I hesitated but asked him “How do you feel about it?”
“Me? What about you?”
“I asked you first!”
He let out a small laugh. “Honestly?… I wanna do it again … and again… and again!”he told me seductively
I smiled, feeling a bit uncomfortable. I placed my hand on the back of my neck and rubbed it as I sighed, “I’m so confused!”
“I know you are” he said sincerely, looking straight at me.
“I know that you don’t even think you’re gay, but you did want to have sex with a guy last night…with me… fuck, even I’m confused! I’m not sure what’s going on in your head right now, and why you feel like this.”
I wasn’t looking at him as he was talking.
“Neither do I” I replied. “I need to talk about this. And it seems that you’re the only one I can talk to” I said, my eyes meeting his.
“That’s fine. I suppose I can help you figure it out. We can talk. I’ll always be here if you need to talk. Mark, I really want you to know that I meant everything I told you last night. I know I can get over you as long as I don’t lose you as a friend. You mean the world to me. I know we can accomplish great things together… and with the guys. But I’m afraid… I’m afraid it might be harder to get over you if we… you know. I don’t know if I’ll be able to.”
I was looking down at my bowl of cereals again. I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t find the right words. I finished my breakfast, lost in my own thoughts. When I was done, I stood up to put the bowl in the sink and I stayed there. He came up behind me and placed his hand on my shoulder. He hugged me from behind and I enjoyed feeling his chest pressed against my back. He felt strong. We didn’t move for a moment.
“Are you having second thoughts? Do you regret what happened?” he asked me.
I slowly shook my head no. “I loved it last night. I told you, I wanted it to happen. I just, I don’t understand why I feel like this. I know I really care about you” I said as I turned around to face him “but maybe it’s just infatuation, and I don’t want to hurt you”
We were silent for a few seconds. I just watched him and I started to feel those urges again, He looked beautiful to me.
I didn’t know what he was doing to me, but the more I looked at him, the more I saw him in a different light. Knowing that he loved me and that he wanted me was changing my whole outlook.
“I don’t mind getting hurt” he said softly and with confidence.
He took my hand in his and rested his chin on my shoulder. We didn’t speak a word. He started kissing my shoulder very lightly through my tshirt. Then, he raised his head and we looked into each other’s eyes. I moved my head closer to his and he brought his lips to mine. We kissed gently, not using our tongue. The kiss got longer, unbroken by either of us. I parted my lips and his tongue slipped into my mouth.
Like the night before, Rob started to take control. He pulled me closer to him, one hand behind my neck, the other on my lower back, and started kissing me more deeply. God, he was good at that. It felt like he was trying to consume me, like he wanted to melt into me. He kissed my lower lip and sucked on my tongue, and I did the same to him. He kept squeezing me to him and all I wanted to do was to give myself to him as much as I could. All my doubts and questions didn’t matter at all anymore.
He pulled back and whispered, “I just love kissing you. I didn’t know if I would ever be able to feel like this. I feel like I’ve been waiting for this for so long” he told me. I could just moan.
“I love you” he said kissing my cheek “you feel so good, you smell so good, I love you. It feels so good to finally tell you”
I kissed him full on the lips as a reply. He soon pulled away and looked around “We can’t stay here, let’s go upstairs”
As soon as we entered his bedroom, he locked the door and came over to me. He placed his arms under mine and brought his hands up to my shoulder and he kissed me full on the lips, which caused my cock to get hard. We both moaned, wanting each other badly, and he nibbled at my neck. He let go of my shoulders, put his hands on my hips and they quickly found their way up my back, under my tshirt and he pulled me toward him. We kept kissing, it was so intense, I could hardly move, we were both breathing hard.
He pulled up my t-shirt and I decided to stop letting him be in control. I did the same to him. I placed my hand on his pec and let my fingers run down his stomach.
Both my hands reached for his jeans. I surprised him a little by pushing him closer to the bed and he sat on the edge while I pushed his jeans down to his ankles and started chewing on his underwear. I knew I was providing just enough stimulation to turn him on like crazy and all he could do was moan.
He fell onto his back and put his face in his hands as I pulled down his underwear, grabbed his cock gently and stroked him for the first time.
I had seen him hard before, but not in such a situation. His cock looked a lot like mine, about 7 to 8 inches, not circumcised, a little bit thicker than mine.
I wasn’t sure I wanted to blow him just yet, but I felt ready to try. I stroked him with a nice rhythm and started kissing his stomach, loving how hard it felt, loving his well-defined abs, loving feeling his hardness against the palm of my hand, and again, wondering why.
I continued my journey up, and licked his right nipple, remembering I had loved it when he had done it to me the previous night. I bathed it with my saliva and pulled on it with my teeth and he squealed with delight. I did the same with the left one, he was moaning, his eyes still closed, one of his hand in my hair. I felt his dick pulse, and I felt ready.
I lowered my mouth to the head and started licking and sucking. I took more of him in my mouth and I was surprised by the softness of his hard member. I was enjoying having him in my mouth, so I took more of him and started slowly bobbing my head up and down, while holding the base, he was so hard, some precum escaped and as I licked it, I loved the taste of it. I was discovering everything and he didn’t move and let me play with him, I think he could feel that I was enjoying it.
He broke the silence though when I took him in my mouth again and engulfed him almost to the base.
“oh man, I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard” he moaned.
I could tell he was really trying not to shoot at this point as he had a look of pure concentration on his face. I started sucking him faster, pulling back sometimes to lick the head and to work my tongue under the short foreskin and taking him down to the base again, tightening my lips around his pole. I had never done that before but I found myself knowing exactly what to do and loving it too.
With my left hand, I started playing with his balls, pushing a little on his sphincter, he yelped and moaned “oh god, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum so hard”
I pulled off him and started jerking him faster. He got rigid and I watched as a river of cum escaped the tip of his cock. His body was jerking, his eyes were closed and he was squeezing the sheets in his hands and moaning. I just grinned seeing how lost he was in his own orgasm and quite proud that I was doing this to him.
I came back up and took his chin in my hand. He opened his eyes and placed his hands on each side of my face to kiss me
“It feels so damn amazing with you, everything does!” he said
I smiled and he asked “did you feel ok doing that?”
“Well, I did it, didn’t I?” I replied, “first time for everything”… “Look, I don’t know what this all means, but yeah, I liked it … a lot” I admitted
He grinned at me and in one quick motion, he pushed me on my back and attacked my neck and my smooth chest, he ran his fingers all over my muscles, marveling at my body. His fingers were soon replaced with his lips.
He frantically unzipped my jeans, pushed them and my underwear down and undressed me completely. He then slowly kissed his way up my left leg to the inside my thigh. He licked and kissed and moved his way up to my balls. He was making me shiver in anticipation and when he licked them and took them in his mouth, I moaned,
“Oh god, that feels so good Rob” His saliva and his tongue felt exquisite.
He came back up to kiss me full on the lips and we kissed hard, exploring each other’s mouth, sucking on each other’s tongues and pulling the other harder against us, moaning and grounding our cocks together, as he was getting hard again. He cupped my ass and I kind of knew he would try to touch me there, I was fearing it a bit, but also wanted him to do it.
He kissed his way down my body again, grabbed onto my pecs or my arms, licked my nipples and finally caressed my abs, and I could feel how much he fancied me, and it was such a turn on. He was worshipping my body.