Gay Erotic Stories

My best friend Paul is 28, 5'9' weighs 138 pounds. He's got a very nice body, boyish youthful face for his age and a really nice body. On the surface he's straight and non-judgemental but really just below the surface, homophobic. Me? I'm 29, 6'1" and 170 pounds. Nice build and almost well toned. I'm open but basically bi and he doesn't know it. When we were teenagers we'd have talks about sex and have sleep overs and I would just begin to get hard and have pre-cum rise up when I'd see him in his underwear. It would get kind of awkward because I'd always have to hide whenever that would happen. I would try my best to manipulate the situation so that I would see him in his underwear and have to touch him but he was very shy. I only saw him naked once or twice and that was by accident. One time I came into his bedroom as he tried to jump up and put his robe on (he slept nude) and I saw his half erect horse cock. There were other times and if anyone's into sharing stories about what they've done with friends in their sleep write me at truthteller@outlawmail.com. Anyway, right now we are 28 & 29, and I have still never gotten much sexually from him and he doesn’t yet know I'm bi or that I would love my first full-fledged gay experience to be with him. He lives in a two bedroom apartment with his 19 year old niece Cindy. Cindy is a punk and has punk friends. She is a petite blonde with long hair and nice tits. She has a gay friend named John. John is a cool guy. He's 19, swimmer's build and into leather. Right now, her relationship with Paul is strained. He's been turning into a real prick with everyone. He just got dumped by his girlfriend and is horny as ever with no girl to fuck. He told her mother about her losing her job and hanging around with other punks, and has stopped lending her money. He treats her like she's his child and she usually has to go along with whatever he says because she has no where else to live right now. He's a control freak. He has bitched at her for apartment cleaning and embarrassed her big time in front of her friends. He also likes to think of things to "talk" to her about when she's dressing. He's seen her in her underwear but his controlling ways have been annoying enough. He's been really callous with everyone. Paul has been messing up my life too. He recently told a secret he was supposed to keep which really embarrassed me in front of my boss and other co-workers. It resulted in me not getting a vacation time I wanted. He's been really abusive verbally too. The split with his girlfriend has really taken its toll. He really needed to learn some humility. Little did I know the opportunity would come up so quickly and be so nice. This happened about two weeks ago and since then life has been very interesting. Paul is a taker too. He wanted me to go out drinking with him so he could cry in his beer about his ex. We went out, I was the designated driver. He whined about being single again and how horny he was. I was sympathetic but had an idea what he could do about his horniness if he wanted…but was too chicken to suggest it. While we went to the rest room together I took a good look at his cock from the next urinal as he was weaving trying to take a piss. He drank a lot which was unusual for him. When I finished pissing and zipped up, I noticed he was still weaving and he looked like he was going to fall. I stepped up behind him and held him and I think he passed out momentarily. He just stood there. I had to grab his cock and stick it back in his pants and ohh his cock felt so nice. It was cut and six inches long at that point and about 1 and a half inches thick. I just quickly put it in and zipped up since it was a public restroom and I was lucky no one came in during that time. I shook him and he became awake again so I was decided it was a good time to take him home. I knocked on his apartment door and was let in by Cindy who was watching a movie with John. I walked into the living room with him just barely able to walk. I set him down on a big chair and sat in the chair next to him. He was out cold. Cindy, John and I talked for a few minutes and we were talking about how he was such an asshole lately. John said "He's got a great basket." Looking at his crotch with his cock stuffed in his tight Tommy's hanging up to the left, fairly noticeable. His niece (who is a horny little thing) agreed. I said, "Yup, it is." And gave his crotch a good feel in front of them. He didn't stir. "Why don't you take a feel?" John jumped at the chance. He ran his young smooth hand over Paul's basked tracing his cock through the fabric. Cindy watched with interest. "Can I put him to bed?" asked John as he sat back down. "Let's see him in his underwear since he tries to stare at me all the time." Said Cindy. I immediately unbuttoned his Tommy's and slid down the zipper revealing his Calvin briefs with his cock noticeably resting up to the left. John said, "Here let me help." And started pulling his pants off before I had time to say anything. Not a stir from Paul. I was getting hard just thinking of him in his underwear in front of me, a gay guy and Cindy. He'd die from embarrassment if he knew. "He's a controlling asshole. Somebody needs to teach him a lesson." Said Cindy. "Why don't we make him our slave?" Asked John. "Um how?" I asked. John: "Well it's a simple matter of blackmail. We get enough on him and we can order him to do anything and teach him a lesson at the same time." (John was noticeably eyeing Paul's crotch.) Cindy and I said…."How?" John: "Well, we can tell him he did all kinds of things when he was drunk, like masturbate in front of us and let me suck him off and that will embarrass him enough because he won't want anyone else told." Cindy said: "He'd never believe that." The lightbulb went off in my head and I said… "But if we had pictures…" I then came up with the plan. We stripped him, left his clothes in the living room, then I went back to my apartment (I only live a block away) and got a Polaroid. We then posed him in positions where he looked like he was sucking John, and where he was getting fucked by John. We took plenty of duplicates. John took the leather neck collar off his neck (with a chain) and put it on Paul. We took him to his double bed in his bedroom and John then handcuffed him to his bed. John then jerked off and spread some of the cum on Paul's face and in his mouth. He tripled fingerfucked Paul and then went to bed with him naked. It was kind of cool. We all played with Paul a bit and it was fun. The real fun started in the morning. I slept over and in the morning awoke to hear Paul yell… "Who the fuck are you???" Cindy and I rushed in the bedroom to see John naked beside a naked and hand-cuffed Paul. John got up and said, "As of last night, you gave me your body mind and soul. You shall start acting as a good slave from now on or else." Paul: "What the fuck are you talking about." He was frantically trying to cover himself with one hand grabbing a pillow and putting over his crotch. John: "This is what you did, and unless you want everyone else to know about your gay tendencies, you will obey." He showed Paul the pictures (we could only get about four convincing poses.) Paul was stunned. Cindy and I nodded our heads. I said: "We saw it, that alcohol got the best of you last night. I never knew." Paul: "This is fuckin' bullshit. Let me go now!" John: grabbing the pictures "Ok, if you choose to let everyone know, and haven't you tasted the cum in your mouth or felt it all over you?" "I'll just let everyone know." He took the pictures and started getting up. Paul: "Wait! Don't show those to anyone else! What do you want?" John: "For the time-being, you will be my slave. You will do whatever I tell you. You must be taught how to be respectful and how to be a positive influence on people. You will learn how to be my cock slut and the slut of anyone I choose. Is that clear? As a start, you will call me, and the rest of us as Master." Is that clear?" Paul: "What the fuck? No, I'm not going to do any of that let me go!!!" John: "ok then." And he started gathering his clothes. Paul: "Wait! What do you want?" John did reply and was now at his pants and shirt. He was starting out the room. Paul: "Wait! Wait Master!" John walked back in. He was smiling. Yes, cock slut you have potential. First, you must realize that you will never be shy in front of us. Your body is for our pleasure from now on. Take the pillow away from your body. We could see the terror and humiliation on Paul's face as he paused only momentarily and then removed the pillow exposing himself. John then said. I have to go for now. I want to put the pictures in a safe place before I let you go. Oh and before I go, I'll give you a little something to think about. He pulled out his cock and came over and waved it in front of Paul's face. He said: "We're going to have some fun later when you're sober. Stroke it a couple times ok? Softly." "Remember, pictures." Paul paused briefly and reached out and stroked his cocked a couple times. He was definitely humiliated but that was just the beginning. John turned to us and said please leave my cock slut alone until I come back. We all left the room and closed the door. I thought I could hear Paul cry. This just happened and it was just the beginning. If anyone liked this and would like to hear any more of what happened next or has any real stories to share please write truthteller@outlawmail.com. I'm also interested in hearing what you've done while friends were sleeping. I have several I can share.