Gay Erotic Stories

The first time I felt it happen, oh man! To control the reaction to save myself from what I felt was embarrassment was all too hard. But damn didn’t that cum feel good! The way it splattered and splashed so hot over my face, neck and chest. Only a man could ever provide me with such a hot, carnal and slightly fetishistic type of pleasure. In fact, it took two humpy guys to shoot those massive loads over me like that. But a lot has changed since I was nineteen, except one thing. There are still days when I get stopped in whatever is going on because… I feel the heated rush to be a cum pig again. What I wouldn’t do for the chance…

I guess you could say he’s attractive, in that rough, rugged and bearish sense of being a man; five foot ten, jet-black hair with a mature touch of gray. His hazel eyes were set in a round, weathered face that exhibited his expressions like lightning strikes. The hard-edged and heavy shadow he kept with the full moustache that hovered above his mouth only added to his manliness.

While we spoke, he chose to reveal something to me that got my cock to stand at full attention and throb on the street. I know I should have been going, but couldn’t cease my need-to-know questions. This guy he told me he had fucked, oh how many times had I been down before his cock. But it wasn’t so much the guy who took the fuck; it was the one who gave it. Being that he seemed like the last rugged buddy I’d think would share his sex with another guy.

He went on to describe, in full, mouth-watering detail, every aspect of our friend Larry’s long cock. Then went on to tell me that they had cocks that were mirror images of each other. Just to hear that made my cock throb ever harder, and my Larry’s cock familiar and adept mouth water even more profuse. I held up a hand in surrender.

“What’s wrong, man?” He asked in that mild southern drawl that I’d come to like.

“I’ve had that guy you tell me you’ve fucked.” I replied with a grin and a look down at his crotch.

“Yeah, and…” My rugged buddy pushed.

“Well, I’ve never gotten that far with him.”

“I’ll tell ya why?” He said and piqued my interest to the point where I took a step toward him. “Yer cock is too damn long for him to take.” He said with a chuckle, and a glance at it.

“I told him I’d go easy on him.” I lamented.

“Well, I’ll tell ya,” He said with laughter and another longer look at my stiffer. “If I had to try and handle what ya got, I think I’d have to tell ya no. Especially if ya wanna put that fucker in me. But gettin’ back to him and I, ya know how it is. I had that dick up in his ass; the guy stands there with a hard dick. The son of a bitch looks just like my own. What else am I supposed to do but give him a reach around, right man?”

“Exactly right.” I said, then again gazed quite a few seconds at his crotch, which showed more than half a rod-on from the talk about dicking our mutual friend. “Since I’ve already had Larry, and now know what your thigh buddy looks like, any chance we can get together?” I pushed, to watch the sly grin as it crossed his face.

“Just you and I, or the three of us?” He asked in a hot and husky tone.

“Whichever comes available first,” I said with enthusiasm.

“Then I’ll see ya soon.” He said. We then shook hands as we always have, and departed company.

A few days later, my six pack and I were on the road when I saw his ruggedness in step toward me. By the time we were before each other, we knew our cocks were half-hard from our gazes alone.

“Looks like we’re thinking alike again today, huh?” he asked as he winked and patted my shoulder with a thick, work-roughened hand.

“Looks like.” I said and gazed into his sharp eyes. “So, where you going to drink yours?”

“My place. Care to join me?”

“Be my pleasure.” I said, and changed my heading as he continued our conversation.

“It’ll be nice havin’ a few beers with ya.” He said with something of a sly grin. We stood in silence while we waited for a break in traffic, then were finally able to cross the street.

“Do you think our mutual friend will be around?” I asked after the long pause.

“He normally is, so why should today be any different?” He replied with slight laughter.

“Hmmm.” He said in quick afterthought. “I see where you’re headed. But hey, if he’ll let you have it, go for it.”

“Very little will be able to stop me once the opportunity’s put before me.” I said as my cock slowly throbbed toward full hardness.

“If ya want, ya can take care of him at my place. It’s better than being outdoors and all. Right?”

“I couldn’t agree with you more.” I said and patted his wide back as we walked through his door.

We settled quickly in at his place, and it seemed the party had begun. There arrived four other guys besides us, and all of them turned me on to some degree. And as I had hoped, our mutual friend showed. I couldn’t help but occasionally gaze over his six-foot and well-built form. When my chocolate brown eyes would meet his bright blue peepers, I’d be hard pressed to cease the hungry gaze I knew he felt. My cock was up and down like a pump to a flat tire. So then I decided to head outside the door for a fresher breath from all that cigarette smoke.

“Where you going?” he asked as I stood and took a step.

“Gotta get a little better air.” I replied and pointed to the door. He nodded and stood, then stepped to the door and opened it for us. I couldn’t help but grin while I stared, then gestured for him to exit first. Then my gaze fell to his ass and I loved the throb of my cock along my thigh.

“Feels better out here, doesn’t it?” He asked and lightly punched my upper arm.

“I can breathe at least.” I laughed and then we locked into a long stare.

“I saw you on your way, guess that’s why I came over.” He spoke as he broke the stare.

“Glad you came over. So can I have it?” I asked and watched his expression go from serious to lusty.

“Yeah, but where?” Came the whispered reply.

“I can have you here, if that’s what you’re worried about.” I said and leaned in close. “He said I could.” He pointed to the door also and gave a totally amazed stare.

“What does he know?” “Well, I think it’s more like, what do we know.” I said with a grin impossible to retain.

“I don’t want to know any more. As far as you having my dick, that’s up to you. Where, that too is on you. I’m going back in; you?”

“Sure am.” I stepped behind him, and then enjoyed his laughter when I patted and squeezed the firmness of his ass just before he opened the door.

Needless to say, we had a few more beers and other party favors, which made spirits lighter. I watched him chug another half a beer, heard him belch loudly, and then watched him take to the stairs. While I mingled it came apparent that after a few, he hadn’t made a return. I made my way to the stairs, and first looked up them. Then back at the four guys in the room. Then the stairs were under my feet.

“Are you up here?” I asked as I got to the top; heard no reply, so I headed to the bathroom. He wasn’t there, so I took a piss and continued to listen. Thought I heard a floorboard creak at one point, but then again, maybe…

“Who’s in there?” I heard him say.

“It’s me, come on in.” I said, in effort to piss and open the door at the same time. He opened the door, and then grunted a bit when he saw my cock was still out.

“I gotta piss too, watch out.” he said. I stepped to the side and watched for his cock. He stepped to the bowl and just looked at me with those bright and beautiful blue eyes.

“What?” I asked.

“I gotta piss.” he reiterated.

“Oh, you’re one of those guys who can’t do it with someone near.” I shook my head, tucked my cock away and chuckled. “Some men…” I finished and walked to the door. Larry immediately laughed.

When he opened the door and saw me at the jamb, he chuckled and went to pass. I refused him, to get a stare. “What’s up?” he asked with a rise of his brown brow. Instead of being verbal, I placed a hand on his chest and moved him back into the bathroom. I closed and locked the door; he opened his mouth to object. Tell me that the other guys were downstairs, and they might have to piss, and what if we were to get caught. I cared not. I hushed him with a single finger, then latched fingers to his zipper. I took his cock out so fast; all he could do was moan as I began to play with the foreskin.

“You wanna feel some heat on that cock?” I asked to have him nod and moan again. I knelt to give him what he wanted, but he managed to stop me.

“Somebody’s coming up the stairs.” He said in a way that sent the most heated chill through my six-foot kneeling. In spite of the warning that made his cock go soft, I sucked it in my mouth. Then the knock came upon the door.

“Come on man, I gotta piss!” The words flowed through in the gravelly voice of our rugged buddy. Then he turned the doorknob. “Who’s in there?” he said in a lower, almost warning tone.

“Get ready to find out what we know.” I whispered to Larry. “It’s Mike.” I said and stood. Larry went to put his cock away, I stopped him.

“Hey man! Can you open the door and let me piss too? We ain’t ashamed to be cock by cock and piss, right?”

“Right,” I said with a pause that lasted more than a few seconds. “It’s open.”

“Hey!” he growled and chuckled lustily when he saw his fuck buddy with me. “So, I’ll finally get to see him suck your cock.”

“I told you he liked it.” Larry said.

“You might as well whip your cock out,” I told our rugged buddy. “If it looks like his as you say it does, I’ve already sucked on it.”

“They do look alike!” Larry said with enthusiasm and pointed at our rugged buddy as he whipped out his stiffer. Lo and behold, as I checked them out by hand, eye and mouth, I found they were extremely similar; both eight inches, somewhere around two and a quarter thick on both. Their foreskin was the main difference. That of our rugged buddy was a bit huskier, like himself, and covered more of the fat head than Larry’s. Just as I rolled back the skin of our rugged buddy and prepared to lick the meatus, another knock came upon the door.

“Who’s there?” Our rugged buddy barked.

“It’s Roy. Man, I gotta piss, can I come in?”

“Yeah, but keep your fucking mouth shut.” Our rugged buddy said as he opened the door. Roy was quick to forget about his bladder for the time he stared down at me before those two dicks.

“Yes sir,” He said with a nod. “I promise to keep my fucking mouth shut. But can I piss first?”

We maneuvered to let him do so, and then to my delight, he knelt with me afterward and took over Larry’s cock. I pointed up at Larry, then Roy.

“We’ve gone at it a few times.” Larry said in a way that left me only able to chuckle, then help Roy to suck that dick.

He went up on one side; I licked down the other. Our lips touched several times in pass, and we met at Larry’s large and low balls. We gazed full and lusty into each other’s eyes while we growled and rolled that nut over our tongues. I winked at him a time or two, and then we released the ball and went back to that cock. Again, we applied quad-lip all over till Roy began to groan. Then the touch in the pass pressed a bit too hard and hung just a bit too long.

I lazed tongue under Larry’s meat, licked slow and hard over the stubble under Roy’s lower lip. He groaned long, said ‘oh fuck’ like I hadn’t heard it in years. We moved our lick to the head, then meshed moustache all over and around it. That blonde fuckers’ tongue was thick, hot and he damn sure knew how to use it. Our grunt-enforced lip lock became so intense that Larry had to slide his throbber between us to get it some attention. I reluctantly broke the kiss, then went further down to see what Roy had to swing my way.

Roy was definitely a mountain boy. Built like that hill from whence he came, with a solid nine-incher that was uncut and drooled precum in quantity. After I watched a few strands of it roll over my fingers to the linoleum, I had to get a lick of that lollipop. During which time our rugged buddy eased a slicked finger over my exposed hole, much to my surprise and delight.

“Looks like I’m gonna have to bust a nut in ya, huh?” He growled and eased the thick digit in and out of me. I only moaned and moved back to take more. Of his finger and Roy’s ever throbbing dick. That blonde lent a hand to the back of my head as he groaned around Larry’s tool. The hand pushed me right where I wanted to be, all the way down on that dick. Just as I had gotten comfortable with how its thickness spread my lips when he shoved forth, our rugged buddy tapped my shoulder.

“You were gonna suck my dick before he got here, right?” He asked and shook it at me. I nodded and gazed at it, he pressed it to my lips. To open my mouth was inevitable, and that pecker slid right down my greedy throat. I gripped his ass and held him close while I sucked breath through my nose. His grip on my black curls got tighter the longer I stayed, and I finally had to let him loose.

“D a m n e d if ya weren’t right Larry! This fucker can eat a fucking cock!” Our rugged buddy said while he caught a fresh breath.

“Give it back to me and I’ll eat it some more.” I spat, to have Roy instead step before my face.

“You sure treated my cock good!” He said and dragged the head through my moustache. “So why don’t you eat it instead?” He slid it in and I went to doing just that. Slow, for I liked the thick and uncut nature of that twenty year-olds’ cock. My tongue felt every vein as he slid it in and held position for a second or two of hard seethe. Then the long sigh came as he pulled it to the start of my orality. I got in a fresh inhale, and a swallow before Roy began to shove that cock to me once again in glorious repetition.

“Take it!” He called down to me. “Take all that cock in your mouth! Suck all of it, yeah! Like that all the way down that throat! I did as he ordered, but clamped hands to his firm ass and held him close. His reactions began all right, with a nice low groan at the feel my tight throat as it massaged his hog. But the longer I massaged, caressed and squeezed those hard, muscular and lightly haired ass cheeks, the more things changed. His reaction was soon to get that cock from me, for my grips were too much.

“Please, gimmie my cock man!” Roy finally begged, then groaned in relief when I did.

“You know you can’t forget me.” Larry said, stepped between Roy and our rugged buddy and set that skin-covered cockhead on my black moustache.

“This is the cock that started it all.” I said and looked up into his bright blue eyes.

“Yeah, and now that I know what you two know, you’re finally gonna get to suck it!” he said, then pulled it away and made me watch it throb a few times. I felt my mouth drop fully open by the third throb, and then again looked up into his handsome face. “You want it, don’t ya?” he taunted.

“You know I want that fucking cock! Want you to feed it to me like only you can!” I replied with full anticipation.

“That’s good.” Our rugged buddy growled, and then got grip on my hips. “Now ya suck that cock so I can blow that load in your hole like I told ya I was gonna. Got a rubber, Roy!”

Don’t think I ever saw a rubber appear and go down a cock shaft so fast. I couldn’t possibly take Larry’s cock back in my mouth till I found out how well our rugged buddy was gonna land that stab stick home to my hole.

“Ya want that cock in your hole?!” He asked with a raw, brooding tone in his already gravelly voice. “Wanta feel daddy slam his dick all up in ya real good, don’t ya!”

“Gimmie all that prick up my hole. Man! Fuck me real good with it!” I spat through clenched teeth.

“I’m gonna fuck ya so good!” Our rugged buddy promised, and then eased his slab slowly up my hole with a slide that was practically painless. I began to move back in full fuck-ceptance in no time, and his moans were in full appreciation.

“Give it…” Was all I got out before Larry had shoved his cock back into my mouth. While I sucked it, I was able to watch Roy as he stroked his gun toward my face. All it took was for me to point a finger before that blonde bastard had that fucker meshed in with Larry’s. I began to do all I could to take one, then the other, and slobbered heavily down my chin while trying like hell to take them both. They knew to give me just enough suck time on one, to make me want more of the one just let go. And all the while, our rugged buddy slammed his cock to my willing ass, and called for them to keep my oral hole well occupied.

My poor cock throbbed in the wind through it all, but I minded not, for if someone were to have touched it, I might have shot. I was perfectly happy being bent over and fucked by such a rugged guy, while doing double duty as the cocksucker I’ve always loved to be. Roy and Larry fed my ears some great fuckspeak, moans and groans as I satisfied their manhood. But the icing on the cake was our rugged buddy.

I couldn’t get enough of how he applied varying degrees of grip, smack and rub. He put it on my hips, back, ass and shoulders as he continually fed me dick and spouted the truth about how much I liked it. I knew how Larry felt in my position. He and Roy meanwhile, took their turns with my mouth. One would feed it while the other stroked dick between my eyes, and then switch. It soon got me to play with my own nine-inch nightstick, but like I said, s l o w. Though I was happy where I was, I couldn’t help but wonder if the other two guys had taken off. Then I suddenly didn’t care. Then a second later, the bathroom door opened.

And there they were, cocks out and being stroked, ready for some type of action. The clean-shaven black haired strange guy stepped into the meet and slid his cock into my mouth. I again got grip on my meat as his seven inches went fast and hard to my greed. All the while it pulled heavy cock spit from my mouth in such quantity, it dripped off my chin. He put forth a few hard groans, then pulled out and shot gobs of hot cum over the left side of my face, from my ear stud to the corner of my moustache. As I practically roared in full wanton heat, he slid that cock through it all.

“Yeah, you like to have that cum all over your face, don’t you!?” He said. “Take it good, you cocksucker!”

“Oh fuck yeah!” I said as I reached back and caressed the hairy belly of our rugged buddy, it wasn’t long before he started to groan really long and loud. Then he ripped his cock from my ass and the rubber from it as I sunk to my knees. I got a full look and such a heated charge at all the cock that surrounded me.

In an instant, I was on my back on the floor, and the guys were on their knees around me. They called out to themselves and each other. To stroke that cock, shoot that load. They wanted that cum all over me as bad did I. I wanted it and called the same to all of them while my body writhed there and my cock was stroked. I occasionally sat up a bit and licked or sucked on a set of nuts--especially those of Roy. Boy, were those balls a nice, hairy mouthful. He loved to have ‘em sucked too. Being that he was above my head, he was able to support my head with one hand while he stroked that poker with the other. On my left was Larry; to my right was our rugged buddy. The second stranger, a right handsome brunette with a goatee, stared at my cock from between my feet, then shot the load from his seven inches over my crotch patch.

“Shoot that fucking cum in my tool box, man! Cover me good with that hot load man!”

“You like that hot cum on you, huh!” Roy grunted.

“Fuck yeah man! Let me see yours shoot on me too! Come on Roy, gimmie that load!”

“Come on boy,” Our rugged buddy said. “Ya hear the man is beggin’ for that fuckin’ load, so give him the fuckin’ load!”

“Here it comes! Oh fuck yeah!” Roy yelled within seconds and splattered cum all the way to my knees. The splash was wonderful, for one shot didn’t finish before the next hot blast followed. By the time Roy was half finished, Larry warned of his incoming shot, then the left side of my face was once again being coated. Our rugged buddy stood full straddle over my torso. His hairy chest heaved and he glaze gazed down into my dark eyes as he got ready to coat me in his daddy juice.

I felt the first shot of his load splatter on my clean-shaven chin, then run down my Adam’s apple. That’s when my load started to blast. Together, our rugged buddy and we filled the bathroom with a multitude of carnal calls. Body rubs and mutually exchanged cock-play while we finished coating me in cum from chin to tool box. When he was finished, he stood heaved and stared at me while the other guys headed out. Then he pushed the door closed and knelt beside me on the floor. He stroked my sweaty hair, and put his face right beside mine.

“Makes me hot knowing ya like being a cum pig for me and the guys.” he growled in my ear. “Need some help to clean it up?”

“I appreciate it, but no thanks. Just close the door on your way out.” He shook my uncoated hand, and then left me alone.

As far as clean up went, sure, I washed the cum from my face, ear, neck and chin. But as for what was on my chest, legs, sides, crotch and ass. I walked home with it, and beat my cock to the memory of it, and the hope for a next time, while I took a shower.