….He just flopped onto the bed and started taking off his shirt. I froze. Hand still wrapped around my dick under the blanket, heart thudding in my chest like I’d been caught stealing. Mason didn’t look at me right away. He pulled his shirt off in one smooth motion, then stretched out like he owned the room, sweat still glistening on his stomach. He grabbed his water bottle, took a long sip, and groaned like he’d just fin...

Chapter 5: Breathless © Broken Boundaries Gay Erotica The walk to class helped. A little. The air outside was sharp with early fall, cool enough to cut through the sweat still clinging to the back of my neck. My thighs ached from drills, my shoulders burned from Casper’s corrections, and still, somehow, my dick hadn’t gone down for half the walk. I blamed the tight underwear. The way they held everything firm, like they w...

Dreams do come true Bo’s parents planned yet another long weekend at the beach during our Spring break from school and, of course, invited me to join them. No, that isn’t right. They insisted I join them for the full four days. And, they made sure to plan the trip early enough that Bo and I could both get time off from work. We couldn’t work out any private time at home this time like we had back in the summer. The last t...

I was twenty and in my summer vacation from university. Together with my family we were away at my girl cousin's wedding. Accommodation was limited and we were staying at friends' houses. I was sleeping in a sleeping bag on the floor of someone's lounge. Our friends had a son, Adrian. He was nineteen and at university too. He was a good-looking boy with tousled blonde hair, deep-set blue eyes and fit, slim and muscular. I...

“Friday was great!” Elliot exclaimed, cornering me in our first-period English class Monday morning. “We loved being able to hang out with another gay couple.” Bo and I had gone on our first double date with Elliot and Jason the previous Friday. “Yeah,” I agreed. “We liked it, too.” “What did you two do after the movie?” he asked. “We have a special place where we can do whatever we want,” I accidentally admitted. “I wish...

Bo and I spent every day of our Christmas break together naked. If we weren’t making out, sucking or fucking each other, we were posing for each other. He shot hundreds of photos of me all around his house. And I drew nearly a hundred sketches of him in every imaginable pose, full body and close up. Bo had secretly given me a key to his front door and I let myself in early the first day of our long holiday. I crept into h...

John Stirling stood at the edge of the ancient stone circle, his eyes scanning the meticulously placed rocks that formed a perfect ring around him. His breath misted in the crisp, early morning air, the only sound the distant hush of the ocean waves caressing the shoreline of the Isles of Scilly. He was a local historian with a penchant for the peculiar, often drawn to the archaic remnants scattered across the islands lik...

I took Bo to the first basketball game of the year a week or so before Thanksgiving. He wasn’t very enthusiastic about going until I promised we’d end up at the gym where I work. Then he saw some of the players. “I didn’t know basketball players were this built,” he said as he watched both teams move up and down the court. “Why aren’t they bouncing around more in those loose shorts?” “Bo, you know they wear jock straps to...

"What the hell are you guys doing?" Justin and I broke apart and sat up straight on the couch. I looked at my sister. "We, uh—we were just watching TV." Stephanie glanced suspiciously at the small, bulky television vomiting out the local news, then back to us. "There was a bear sighting," I explained. "You have thirteen channels of shit on the TV to choose from—and that's what you pick? That same bullshit happens every da...

It had been almost a month since I gave Bo his first experience with anal sex. Needless to say, he couldn’t get enough. As much as I had loved fucking my boyfriend for the first time, I had to be the strong one and force him to wait at least two or three days between each session. “You know it’s not safe or healthy to have anal sex as often as you want it, Bo,” I had to tell him the Friday before Halloween on the way to m...

Bo and I both had to work all day the first Saturday of October and it was an unusual day for us both. The night before, Bo had used my dildo that closely resembled his cock on me and we jacked each other off to intense orgasms. The feeling of Bo’s “cock” inside me fueled one of the most explosive orgasms I’d ever had. Earlier that night, I had sucked Bo’s real cock to a throat-filling explosion while using his largest bu...

“Can we please try the next butt plug today?” Bo begged as I drove home from school the Tuesday after Labor Day. We’d spent the previous three days trying our new butt plug trainer sets. Of course, we started with the smallest of three progressively larger plugs. But we both found that smallest one too easy. We liked the feeling of having something inside. But it seemed too easy. We didn’t feel like we were being stretche...

When I woke up that Labor Day Sunday, Bo had his left arm and leg draped over my naked body. His stiff five-inch dick was pressing against my bare ass. I reached down and found my own cock was moderately hard. He must have felt me move and slowly rolled over to face the wall. He was still asleep. But I rolled with him and snaked my hand over his hip to find his morning meat. I stroked him slowly, softly. My fingertips gra...

I got off work Saturday at four and drove straight to Bo’s house. I knew he had to work until six. But his brother Bobby and his friend Michael had invited me to tag along on their trip to an adult store on the outskirts of town. At 16, I was really too young to shop there. But Michael had offered to buy me a leather cock ring to wear around the house for Bo. He’d convinced me that Bo would love the way it made me look. A...

A couple Fridays after school started, Bo and I headed to his house, ready for the long Labor Day weekend with his house to ourselves. His parents had gone to the beach again, and we were set to spend most of the three-day weekend naked and alone, not counting the few hours we both had to work Saturday and Sunday. When I pulled into the driveway, however, his brother Bobby’s car was there. Bo sighed loudly and rolled his...