Gay Erotic Stories

I quit school in my sophomore year and entered the US Navy. They didn't want to take me due to my lack of education but I made good grades on my entrance tests and I agreed to get my G.E.D. as soon as I finished boot camp so they admitted me. It was peacetime and they were being a little picky with enlistments. After Boot Camp, I was shipped to a base in Atsugi, Japan and during my interview with my unit CO I was told I would start preparing for my G.E.D exam right away. I was sent to the Base Education Center to set up a schedule for my studies. I entered the building and was greeted by the largest black man I had ever met. His hands and arms were huge and he was at least 6ft. 3 or 4 inches tall. I was raised in the south and we had very little to do with black people on a personal basis. This man dwarfed my 5”6” inch frame, and I stood in awe of his size. He smiled a friendly smile and put me at ease. I had heard all kinds of exaggerated tales about black people from my redneck southern buddies, but I liked this guy right away. His articulate speech surprised me as I was accustomed to the dem, dat, and dose of the southern blacks that lived on the farms around my home. I told him why I was there and we sat down to discuss the requirements for getting my certificate. I was expecting just a short study period and then an easy test but as we talked I realized I had a tough situation due to my lack of schooling. I had a very good IQ but my math skills were very lacking. I finished a small test to determine where I was weak and he told me I would need at least 3 or four weeks of serious study. I was very disappointed as I would soon be coming in line for a promotion but one of the requirements was my diploma. My new friend (his name was Darrell) seemed to sense my despair and put his hand on my arm from across the table. "I know how you feel," he said and told me to relax as he had an idea. He very kindly offered to give me some extra tutoring if I was willing to come by after he closed the center. I jumped at the chance as it would shorten my study period by about two weeks, just in time for the promotion boards review. I left with instructions to come by that evening to get started. The door was already locked but he opened up as I knocked loudly. He smiled and asked me in. There were two of his assistants finishing some paper work on a desk nearby. They nodded and smiled and one of them gave me a good looking over. I felt a little self-conscious as his eyes traveled up and down my body. I shuddered a little as his clear blue eyes seemed to look right through me. My black friend brought me back to reality as he asked me to take a seat by him. He placed several pieces of blank paper and a math book in front of me. We spent about 30 minutes studying as he helped me with basic fractions and other things just to loosen up my mind. It had been awhile since I did any studying and I tired quickly and he mentioned my taking a "break." I followed him toward the back down a hallway. He opened a door and that's when I realized they all were bunking the same building. They had their own showers and a little kitchen area. His two friends were stretched out on their bunks in their skivvies. One was reading a muscle builder's magazine and the other one had his eyes closed, listening to his stereo earphones. Darrell poured me a cup of coffee from his coffee maker and we sat down to relax. I told him about my life before the service and he described his home-life too. I had really grown to like this big man and I kept thinking that I had wished my father had been more like him. My father deserted my family when I was in my early teens and we had a rough time until my mother re-married. I really felt as if I had never had a father. We talked for awhile and he suggested we knock off for the night and start again the next evening. I agreed and he reached into the back of the little refrigerator he had sitting there. He handed me a beer and asked me to keep it quiet, as he was not supposed to have booze on the premises. I assured him there would be no problem and put the cool liquid to my lips. It had been awhile since I had had a beer, and the bitter-sweet fluid went to my head quickly. After the second can, I was feeling a little tipsy. I shook my head and tried to clear my brain, but I just go drunk even more with each sip. I was sitting on one end of his bunk and I just sat my can down and lay back to rest a little. I dozed off immediately, as I was at the point of being just drunk enough that the entire world was rosy and good and I felt great. You may have experienced the feeling. I actually slept for nearly thirty minutes and when I awoke, I didn't remember where I was, but I knew something was strange, as I felt this great sensation down in my groin area, I then realized my clothes were missing. I shook my head and adjusted to the overhead light and looked around. The two other guys were standing over me naked as the day; they were born sporting large erections. I looked down to see the big black man working his mouth up and down my 7 inch cock, which had become fully erect even as I slept. I jerked to a sitting position, but before I could get to my feet, the three men easily pushed my small frame back on the bunk. It was then that I noticed the Polaroid camera in the hands of one of the men. The other guy grabbed my nose and pinched it shut, shutting off my breathing through except through my lips. As I opened my mouth wide to gasp for air, he shoved his thick cock between my widely stretched lips as his friend snapped the picture. I was mortified as I had never had any desire to mess with another man and the thought was appalling to me. But here I was with a big cock shoved about four inches into my mouth and they had a picture of I--as well as some taken while I slept. They held me down as they shoved the other pictures before my eyes. I lay like a young kid with a sucker in his mouth as I looked at a photo of me sleepily holding an enormous black cock in my hand. My face was the only one visible, and there several more with me fondling each of their cocks. One was showing one of the guys with his cock against my lips and it looked as it I was co-operating fully and trying to get it in my mouth. As I lay stunned on the bunk, they explained to me the conditions, which I would be required to meet. I was to be their plaything until they decided to end it and I would be required to reciprocate in all their activities, starting that night with cock-sucking. If at anytime I balked or hesitated the pictures would turn up in the CO's mail. This would result in an "undesirable" discharge if not worse. They were tough on gays in those days. I sat numb as they explained the plans to me. My black friend said in return I would receive my diploma without even studying and that he would fill out the test for me and see that I passed. I felt two different emotions as one side felt relief, and one part felt apprehension at what I would be forced to do. But I had no choice, and I agreed to their demands. Ten minutes later I was on my knees between the legs of Darrell trying my best to get his thick eight-inch cock into my mouth, sucking as they instructed me to do. At first there was revulsion, but as I thought about the test and my coming promotion it eased my mind and I concentrated on getting him off as soon as possible. As they all urged me on I devoured my first cock and coughed and sputtered as the tart fluid ballooned my jaws out as he climaxed. I had no idea a man comes with so much fluid, but it's different when you confine it to a small mouth like mine, and even though I swallowed rapidly, some of it still went into my nostrils and ran down my chin. I sputtered and gasped like a kid at his first swimming lesson, but soon the discomfort subsided and they started to clap their hands telling me, "Welcome to the world of cock-sucking bitch, I hope you like it as you will be sucking a lot of cock from now on!" Over the next few days I became an accomplished cock-sucker and as I lay back on my own bunk one night still tasting sperms from my recent rendezvous, I realized I was beginning to like the feeling of being "used" like a whore, and about fours days later I made no move to stop them. After giving me my G.E.D certificate, they put me face down on one of the bunks and greased my ass with "Crisco" from the little fridge. I knew what was coming next as Darrell lined his huge cock head up with my virgin ass hole dwarfing the opening. I felt pain like I cannot describe as he split the little ring on the first thrust. As my lips formed the scream a hand clamped over my face to stifle the sound. The giant black cock was splitting his white whore's ass as he put it and he was showing no mercy! Twenty minutes later, I lay in a pool of bloody sperm and whimpered as I felt the warm rag cleaning my bruised and ravaged ass. I felt only short relief as I felt the next man mount me and painfully probe the depths of my bowels, using me like a cheap whore from the streets. I could feel relief as his hot sperm flooded me the second time, and I knew I had only one man to go. Later as they stood me in the shower and let me drain my cum filled ass, they mentioned that I would probably need to be “sick" the next day and go on light duty. As I limped back to y barracks I didn't realize my life had taken a new course that would bring me from naivety to being a dedicated "bottom” and that I would grow to crave cock like a hungry baby and present my ass to anyone who would abuse and use it. As I sit here writing this story, I can see my current lover lying nude on my bed after a good blowjob and a piece of cock-craving ass. He will eventually move on like the many others who have probed my depths with their pricks, and then another will eventually take his place. He will probably meet me at a bar or adult theater, where I have sucked and been fucked so many times. I have spent many afternoons concealed in a booth while a stranger shoves a rubber clad dick up my ass. Enjoy