Erotic gay fiction from Gaydar: Party Time!
Erotic gay fiction written by Uddhish, presented by Gaydar.net
As soon as I was old enough, I convinced my parents to let me join the local gym. I had two motivations for joining the gym – I wanted to work on my body, and I also wanted to look at the bodies of the other men in the gym.
I had to be discrete – no one knew that I was gay – but every night I fantasised about the muscular men that I’d been admiring at the gym. I fantasised what I wanted them to do to me.
One evening, just as I was leaving the gym, it started to rain. The heavy rain meant that I was soaked through by the time I made it home.
I walked upstairs to the bathroom. As I passed my brother’s bedroom, I heard voices. I paused outside the door, trying to hear what was going on. As I was trying to eavesdrop, Vikram – my older brother – surprised me from behind. He’d been downstairs getting some bottles of beer.
“Busy spying, little brother?” teased Vikram.
I could feel my cheeks blushing as I mumbled some kind of excuse and quickly shut myself in the bathroom to have a shower.
I was just getting out of the shower when I heard the phone ringing downstairs. I quickly wrapped a towel around myself and ran down to answer the call.
It was my mum on the phone.
“Listen, Surjit…” said my mother, once she’d asked all the usual mum questions about food and homework. “Your father and I are stuck at your uncle’s house. The rain has flooded the roads. We’re going to have to stay overnight, so we won’t be back until tomorrow.”
I assured mum that Vikram and I would be fine. I didn’t bother mentioning that Vikram had friends over – I didn’t want to annoy Vikram by ratting on him.
“Who was on the phone, little brother?” asked Vikram, shouting down from the top of the stairs.
He seemed pleased with my update about our parents’ plans, and also pleased that I hadn’t mentioned that he was drinking beer with his buddies.
“Come and meet my friends…” said Vikram.
“Um, I should put some clothes on, I guess…” I mumbled.
“Don’t worry about it…” grinned Vikram, throwing his arm around my shoulders and guiding me to his bedroom. “We’re all guys here. Besides, you know you want to show off all of your hard work in the gym!”
Vikram’s friends were Saurabh and Vishal. They looked to be about the same age as my brother, possibly a bit older. They were well-built guys – they both had their shirts off and were just wearing shorts. They looked a bit familiar – I had a feeling that I’d seen them at the gym.
“Do you want a beer?” offered Saurabh, holding a bottle out to me.
“Um, thanks…” I said. “But I probably shouldn’t.”
“Go on, little brother…” encouraged Vikram. “The parents are away – you may as well have some fun.”
“Are you always naked when you’re entertaining your brother’s friends?” asked Vishal.
“Um, no – I was just in the shower…” I explained, trying to make sure that my towel stayed secure.
“Mmm – fresh!” grinned Saurabh.
“Ignore them, little brother…” smiled Vikram. “They’re just teasing you.”
“Whose bed is he sleeping in?” asked Saurabh, opening another beer.
“I have my own bed…” I clarified.
“Excellent…” grinned Saurabh. “Want to show me your room? I’ll need to make sure that it’s comfortable enough for me as well.”
“Hey!” protested Vishal. “Since when were you at the front of the queue?”
“Relax…” laughed Saurabh. “You’ll get your turn. We’re here all night.”
Not really sure what was happening, I led the way back to my bedroom. Saurabh followed closely behind.
“Do you think this bed is going to be big enough for both of us?” asked Saurabh, lying down on the bed. “Come and see if there’s room for you as well.”
“Um, I should put some clothes on first…” I protested.
“Don’t be shy…” smiled Saurabh, patting the bed beside him. “Come.”
I tentatively laid down on the bed beside Saurabh. It wasn’t a big bed, our bodies were immediately touching.
“This towel is wet, little man…” observed Saurabh. “It’s going to have to go.”
Before I could protest, Saurabh grabbed my towel and slid it off my body, tossing it to the floor.
I felt exposed, vulnerable, but also incredibly excited to be lying next to this man, completely naked.
Saurabh ran the palm of his hand down my chest. My cock was instantly hard – he wrapped the palm of his hand around my cock-shaft.
“Having fun?” growled Saurabh, his breath hot against my ear.
“Uh huh…” I nodded.
Saurabh kicked his shorts off – we were now both naked on the bed.
I couldn’t believe how long and thick his cock was. I reached down and took hold of it.
“Yeah, that’s it, little man…” encouraged Saurabh, as I began to slide his generous foreskin backwards and forwards, feeling his cock getting harder and harder.
He kissed me – roughly, hungrily. I could taste the beer on his tongue.
Saurabh moved his mouth down my body, tasting every inch of me – each of my nipples, down my stomach. He nuzzled my hard cock before using his tongue to bathe my balls.
“Ungh…” I moaned, as Saurabh finally wrapped his lips around my aching cock and I felt my cock-head sliding across his tongue.
I heard a noise near the door and opened my eyes in alarm. Standing there, watching us, were both Vishal and my brother Vikram.
“We’re supposed to be taking it in turns!” protested Vishal. “How much longer are you going to be?”
“There’s no rush, is there?” grinned Saurabh, releasing my spit-slick cock from his mouth.
“Having fun, little brother?” asked Vikram.
“Uh huh…” I nodded.
My head was spinning. I was finally getting to explore my man-on-man fantasies, but I didn’t expect it to be with my brother’s friends, and I definitely didn’t expect my brother to be in the room.
“If you don’t want to wait, why don’t you come and join the party?” suggested Saurabh.
Vishal and Vikram didn’t need any further encouragement – they immediately stripped off their clothes and joined Saurabh on my bed.
This was beyond my wildest dreams. This was all of my sexual fantasies brought to life.
“Party time!” grinned Vishal, pushing his hard cock into my mouth.
“Yeah – party time!” laughed Vikram, passionately kissing first Saurabh and then Vishal. “Fucking party time.”
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