Gay Erotic Stories

As a senior in college, I was thinking about joining a monastery. I had visited a few already, and had pretty much decided on one upstate, along a really beautiful stretch of river. One weekend, I made arrangements to come up for a visit. Brother James, who was the vocations director, told me he would pick me up at the train station. He was a teddy bear of a guy, in his mid 30's, well built, bearded, and I liked him from the first time I met him. Little did I know what the weekend held in store for me. When I met him, he gave me a big hug and he told me how happy he was that I was thinking of joining this community. When we got to the monastery, I thought I'd be staying in their guesthouse. Brother James told me that I'd be staying in the monastery itself...in fact I'd be in the room next to his. "That way," he told me, "I can really get to know you." After dinner and night prayers, I went to my room, and stripped down to my shorts to get ready for bed. I heard a knock on the door to the bathroom (which I shared with Brother James). I answered and he came into my room. “I just wanted to make sure you had everything you needed," Brother James said. I told him I was OK. He then said, "I think you'll make a great addition to this community. I think you have a lot to offer." With that he came over to me and, before I knew it, his tongue was in my mouth, and we were fondling each other. "Oh, Mike, yeah,” he moaned as we kissed. He slid his hands between my legs. "Oh, Brother...oh yeah...do me," I moaned. He pulled my shorts down, and knelt in front of me. As his tongue started licking my cock, I moaned in pleasure, not believing that a monk was sucking my dick. He obviously liked doing what he was doing, and I wasn't about to stop him. When he stopped, he stood up, we kissed, and he said to me: "Now show me how you would do that." He took off his cowl, and then unbuttoned his habit, which fell to the floor. I saw him standing there in his white briefs. We embraced and kissed, and I ran my fingers and tongue through his hairy chest. As I knelt down, I pulled his briefs off, and ran my tongue over his thick cock. He moaned as I went down on him, and after a few minutes, he pulled me to my feet. After a few minutes of kissing, we got on the bed and started 69ing each other. He pulled away from me, while still sucking me. I was moaning as I came in his mouth a few seconds later. He then straddled me, and I took his dick, and within a minute or two, he moaned, "Oh yeah…oh yeah..." as he shot his cum all over my face. Afterwards, we kissed for a long time, and Brother James told me, "Mike, you really would make a great addition to our community...a lot of the other monks would appreciate what you have to offer..." I was pretty sure of what he meant. "Well, we'd both better get some shut-eye," he said. We kissed again, and he picked up his habit and his briefs off the floor, and walked naked through the bathroom into his room. I heard Brother James get up pretty early the next morning, although I didn't make it to morning prayers at 5:00 A.M. When I got to the chapel at 7:00 A.M., I saw Brother James in his habit, and as I gazed around, I wondered which of the other monks enjoyed the pleasures that Brother James and I had reveled in the night before...perhaps with him. Well, I never did join the monastery. But I have a lot of very pleasant memories, and I wonder what is still going on there... As if I don't know.