Gay Erotic Stories

I really don’t remember how I got that drunk, I only remember that I was plastered when that Texas State Trooper pulled me over. Through a haze I remember him pulling over my Red `99 Jeep Wrangler. “Pull yourself together, man,” kept running through my head. “Maybe they do things different in California, son, but we don’t pull over into the median in Texas. Do you have any idea how fast you were going back there?” I slurred to him that I couldn’t have been doing more than sixty-five. Things got really hazy and the last thing I remember him telling me was that I wasn’t going over the speed limit, I had been doing five miles an hour in a sixty zone. The next thing I can recall was waking up in the medical ward of a small Texas prison. Evidently they felt the need to bring a passed-out man to prison in Texas. Damn my hick cousins, and damn me for wanting to visit them. The doctor, a nice older man with a heavy accent, came in and told me that they would keep me there all day and later transfer me to my cell. He injected me with something and I was out cold again. Night had fallen and I was walked to my cell by two armed guards. No one spoke, we just walked. They opened the door and I was thrown into a cell with four bunk beds. There were already three men in the cell. Two were tall blondes: one with blue eyes, the other green. They looked similar and I wondered if they were related. The third was a short man with a goatee and black hair. I nodded to them; they stared at me. “The bottom bunk next to the can is yours.” Blue Eyes barked from the window where he was standing. I rolled out my mattress on the empty bunk, and, shortly after, the lights were turned off. I fell asleep almost immediately, still suffering from my hangover. A hand roughly covering my mouth awakened me. My first instinct was to scream, but my pathetic muffled cries reverberated only in my throat. “If you shut the fuck up we’ll let you live.” The strong lights that kept the compound lit and safe at night filtered through the bars. It was Blue Eyes that was covering my mouth. “Are you going to have fun with us, or are we going to have to kill you then fuck you?” This was Green Eyes. He was wearing only his boxers; his tight body was lightly covered with blond fur. I nodded my head yes, not wanting to get beaten up. I had heard stories about men in prison; I just wasn’t expecting them to happen to me. I’ve always thought of myself as straight, and still do, but it was my life that was threatened. I’m five-eleven, and have a very nice surfer build, but even I can’t take on all three. They had me strip and get down on my knees. I knew what they wanted but just couldn’t imagine sucking a man’s cock. Blue Eyes stepped in front of me, his long legs wide apart. I pulled his boxers down and found a still-limp dick. He was cut, and hung. His limp shlong lay on top of his leathery balls, waiting. Taking his tool in my hand I started to massage it, then slurped all six inches. I felt it growing in my mouth, his sweet pre-cum dripping down my throat. In less than a minute, it had swelled to its full size of eight inches long and three inches wide. He pumped my face without mercy all the time without once touching me. He came quickly, his warm sperm filling my mouth. I refused to swallow and instead let it come out, flowing down my chin and sticking to his hairy nuts. The cum stretched like spit between to fingers. I opened my mouth and let the cum fall to the floor. Green Eyes stepped in front of my mouth, his full size dick in his hand. He was smooth, only a small happy trail of hair on his stomach. Pulling his cock up he shoved his fuzzy balls into my mouth. They were big and I had problems getting them both to fit in my mouth. His big hands pulled my face towards them, forcing them in all the way. He groaned and murmured, “Suck those big balls, bitch. Suck them” He pulled out his nuts and popped in his fat dick. My mouth still hurt from the first one, but he didn’t care. Tilting my head back, he pushed his cock in to the hilt. The rough patch of pubic hair tickled my nose. He yanked his cock out of my mouth, and in one swift movement had me laying face down on the bottom bunk. He positioned me so my torso was half hanging out off the front end of the bed. “Please don’t do this.” I begged him, but he just laughed. Two fingers were pushed into my warm asshole. I felt them wiggling and probing. The short man walked up to the front of the bed and had me give him head. Green Eyes spat in his hand and gently rubbed my crack with spit. The head of his cock popped into me and I felt pain. He didn’t give me a chance to adjust to the full feeling. I heard my ass rip as all seven inches went in me. I screamed and the short one shoved his slimy cock all the way to the back of my throat. The short man came first: three short squirts of cum. I spat that out and it landed on his thigh. He grabbed me by my ears and made me lick it off of him. Green Eyes fucked me for an eternity, with smooth easy strokes. His huge balls bouncing off my thighs. Pulling out his dick until only the head was still in, he would slam back into me without mercy. Without Short Man in my mouth I could grunt in pain, which seemed to turn Green Eyes on. He started to speed up and exploded inside me shortly thereafter. Lying down on top of me, he caressed my thighs and kissed my neck. He whispered, “You were the best fuck I’ve had in years.” They let me out the next day. I never did find out if they were related. Oh well. Maybe someday I’ll see them again.