Gay Erotic Stories

Now we come up to date; a bit over a year later.

Moose, the guy who was in the car with the gang that went to Santa Barbara in my two part story, “A Basket With Balls is Not Basket-ball”, had a cousin come to town to break the casinos at the slots and ended up--. No, you are mistaken. He did not break the casino but he did win over $12,000 and he wanted to celebrate in a new way. Moose’s cousin is Jack Miluvly and he is barely the legal age. That is to gamble in the casinos at eighteen.

Then there is one more element to my story. Remember Ricky, the virgin at eighteen who let me be his first cocksucker and also his first piece of male ass? Well Ricky’s grandfather out in California suddenly decided to spend some of the cash he had in the banks and the old man sent Ricky twenty five hundred dollars to spend as he wished. The old man had been a miser and suddenly he got religion. Well, our boy Ricky had enjoyed his first blow-job from me so much he wanted another. Asking his best friend, Keith, another guy in that infamous trip, how they could find a guy to do them both brought forth the idea to hire a guy from a gay paper Keith had found in the frat house trash and had been showing Ricky.

Keith, having more nerve than Ricky, called one likely “escort” who agreed to do both on a mid-week night for a hundred and fifty dollars. This “escort” was advertised as Jock Rockhard, escort to the stars and porno star. Since I was not there, I won’t bother you with the details of that party but both Ricky and Keith enjoyed Jock Rockhard’s mouth and butt for what seems to me to be a reasonable expense. Ricky kept Jock’s telephone number in his wallet.

Now, let’s get up to speed. Moose suggested, (here his memory of that trip to the basketball game played a big part in his suggestion) and his motive is clear, that his cousin Jack bankroll a party for some of Moose’s male friends with a fag to entertain the guests when they were not drinking or watching porno flicks. My friend Moose had me in mind. When the gang that went to Santa Barbara on that trip got together with Jack, Ricky suggested that Jock Rockhard might add an extra bit of enjoyment to the party. Jack told Ricky to contact the “escort” and if he could be had for around two hundred dollars for the night he would relieve me of the need to service eight randy frat boys all by myself. Oh. Two more of the friends of Moose and Ricky and my old friend and neighbor, Joe, were invited to be guests.

Ricky and Keith were full of details about the skills and talents of their Jock Rockhard and I was just a little bit jealous until, they both qualified their statements by saying that Jock was almost as good at taking care of their sex needs that night as I had been on the trip. I told Jack that I would be happy to entertain at his party without charge and that settled the matter in favor of hiring Jock Rockhard to be my assistant fag entertainer at the party to be held the next Friday night.

Friday morning I did much the same as I did for Mr. Goldenrock’s party and I was ready to go at seven o’clock to the motel room out of town towards Lake Mead. Joe, in his SUV, was taking Moose, his cousin Jack, and Tommy from that trip, I and Kevin. Kevin was a local boy from Jean, Nevada and was a history buff that had helped the others study for history exams and this party was a kind of payment for past favors.

Ricky and Keith in their car were to pick up Jock Rockhard at his apartment and Jerry, an assistant instructor at the university who also lived in the frat house and had also been of help academically to the gang.

Joe’s car got to the motel first and we spent a few minutes setting up the food and drinks and the VCR for the porno movies Kevin had brought from his collection. The unit of the motel we had rented was well away from the others and we had a fairly good amount of privacy. After ten or fifteen minutes, Ricky drove up and his party came into the unit.

I was, naturally, anxious to meet this Jock Rockhard who was to be my helper in the entertaining of the randy guys who were the real guests of Jack’s party.

The last time I had seen Jock Rockhard, escort to the stars and porno star, was at my graduation for he was none other than Peter Pullor and he recognized me immediately also.

“Freddy, please don’t tell any of these guys my real name,” my former school mate begged me as soon as we could get into the bathroom which was to be our headquarters for the party. “You have to be shocked to see me doing this but later I will tell you the story of how I went from high school big man on the campus to whoring for guys for money.”

“You are sure right on about that,” I replied as I started to undress and hang my clothes over the shower curtain rod. “I would have thought you would have been married to one of those girls that chased you all over the school yard. You are the last guy I would think would be a cocksucking whore for cash.”

“Then Ricky and Keith have told you what I did for them that night?” Jock asked me. “Freddy, I am in such a bind for cash you can’t believe. Oh, I do enjoy sucking cock and getting fucked like you must have during that last year in school when the guys were telling me how wild you were and I thought I was so much better than you.” Jock confessed to me as he too stripped and revealed he had not worn underwear. My ex-school mate still had a body to envy and a really nice cut seven and a half inches of plump meat between his legs.

“I never before saw you naked,” I stated to Jock, “but you look exactly as hot as I was told you were by several of our female class mates.” Jock looked pleased at my words and he made a polite remark that I looked as good as several of his friends who had had me on my knees had described me.

“Whatta you say we lube each other up and open out fuck holes before those guys get carried away with our beauty,” Jock. Or rather Peter as I will refer to him for the rest of this story, suggested as he pulled my semi-hard cock up to heft it. “I was told your cock was bigger than mine but in those days I never thought a fag had a big cock. You make me feel I am a little boy,” Peter laughed.

Using condoms and KY, we did prepare ourselves for what could be a night of being anally used by some young and healthy college boys. I thought that I would be excited at being fucked by Peter, but I found he lacked talent as a fucker, at least for men. The talent I found lacking is one that is easier to cover up while intercoursing women. I was pleasantly surprised as Peter, on the other hand, was a great piece of ass, took my prick smoothly and his ass muscles caressed it lovingly. I was only sorry that we could not complete our couplings with the hot ejaculations we both wanted. Having had a lot of recent experience, Peter could hold his own as a cocksucker and was nearly at my level of proficiency.

Our private party only lasted a few minutes but we both agreed to go all the way with each other before the night was done.

Ricky came to the bathroom door to tell Peter and me that the party was getting started, the porno flick was on and it was hot and nearly all the guys had stripped to their shoes and socks or were in some form of undress that put their genitals where we could get to them easily.

Having had Peter suck his cock a few weeks before, Ricky wanted me to go out into the party room and publicly blow him. But not all the way... to get the rest into action. As we three entered the party room, Peter saw Joe and his pleasure tool and he went directly to my friend. In a matter of minutes, Peter and I were surrounded by voyeurs as I sucked on Ricky and Moose came back for another piece of my ass. Peter was kneeling in front of Joe and Jack; Moose’s lucky cousin had raised him up and had him impaled on a slender six and a half inch hard joy stick. Jack was making sure he was going to get something for his money.

Awaiting their turns patiently, the other guys were stroking and voicing their opinions about how good we were doing. I noticed that Jerry, the university instructor was moving from one guy to another handling cocks and balls like he really enjoyed the feeling they gave him.

The party, after getting started so nicely, went on for almost three hours. Both Peter and I made sure each guest got a lot of attention. Going back to our bathroom for more poppers, I went thru the unused kitchen and caught Kevin, the frat brother from southern Nevada sucking on Tommy’s extra large cock. Kevin told me that the prick on the boy from Wyoming looked so good he just had to take a chance and suck on it a little. I told him that I knew how he felt and his secret was safe with me. Tommy added that he would welcome more of the same attention later back in the frat house, and he added that Kevin was to be his little secret from the other brothers.

Later, it was me who had the pleasure of giving Kevin my form of attention and I gave the boy in the closet an extra good sucking. I made a point of telling Kevin that he was sure a cocksucker’s dream boy loud enough so all his frat brothers could hear and I could see Tommy giving me a nod of approval.

A demand went up from the boys who knew me well that I put on a floorshow before the party ended. Peter and I did a 69 in which I blew him to his frothy climax for an opening act and then I mounted Peter’s ass dog fashion to the cheers of the crowd and fucked him until the poor guy was exhausted and I filled my condom to overflowing with two climaxes. That was my best moment of the day.

While the party was a great success, and all the guests were full of praise for Moose’s idea to have his cousin celebrate his good fortune with a great party for a great bunch of guys, this is not the real story of how I did a pornographic flick.

This story only introduced the main characters of the next story which is in Part 2. There you will meet, Rod Rammer, who is only me in make up and costume of a sailor on a fishing boat. You will get to see me in action as a top as well as a bottom.