Gay Erotic Stories

Billy Lonergan's cheeks blushed crimson. But then, his soft, androgynous… almost pretty face… would have had a natural blush, even if his captors hadn't painted the slim blond Xtreme fighting fan's face with cosmetics. His full lips were painted the scarlet color that whore's wear, his lashes enhanced, and crystal blue eyes lined with coal. Billy had been chained into a bent position by his unseen captors in an arena of some kind, his face inserted into a wide glory hole, and mouth-raped by a trio of horny young military men on leave as entertainment for a stadium full of faggots intent on punishing him for his homophobic comments and actions. Worse still, they had somehow convinced his idol, Xtreme fighter Ryan Conolly to sodomize his ass while Billy's cock had been inserted into an automatic milking machine. Much as he fought to resist it, his balls had been forcibly emptied as Ryan emptied his own nutsac into Billy's virgin hole.

Now, in the harsh glare of the lights, Billy dangled from the chains, his biceps and traps glistening with sweat as they ached under the strain. Ryan Connolley still stood behind him, the Xtreme fighter's fluffy copper nest of pubes pressed against the perfectly rounded globes of Billy Lonergan's freshly deflowered ass. Seven inches of steel-hard cock still pulsed within his assails. Billy moaned slightly as he felt his idol's creamy seed leak from the stretched hole and down his tanned thighs making a thick river through the golden hairs on his muscular legs.

"Good job, Billy," the disembodied voice on the loudspeaker said. "Ryan, how was that ass?"

"Prime," the slender, copper-curled Irish thug groaned, using the same word Billy had heard him use time and time again when the athlete had been asked about each fighter he'd conquered. Now Billy Lonergan knew that Ryan Connolley OWNED his ass.

"Yes," the voice snickered, "that's what our high bidder said about Billy's creamy load after he'd swallowed every drop."

Billy remembered that the milker was attached to a collection beaker and the none…no ten strong blasts of cum he'd ejaculated had nearly filled the glass, which was then auctioned off to an unseen bidder.

"Well, no rest for the weary, Billy! It's time for phase two. I'm afraid you're going to have to slip your cock out of Billy's ass, Ryan. We have some guests who's like to use it."

Before Billy could protest, Ryan's cock slipped out of his hole and he was spun around on the chain so that he was facing Ryan and his ass was level with where the glory hole had been. Once more the wall came down, and the perfect, hairless globes of Billy's freshly abused ass were pressed against the opening.

"You know the rules Billy. No talking while you're being fucked or you'll give away your little secret. To insure that you don't make a sound, Ryan, why don't you stuff something into Billy's mouth."

The audience had a clear view of the ripped athlete, his cock still rock hard and level with Billy Lonergan's perfectly pouty lips. Billy, defeated began to ask why his idol had sold him out like this, but before he could utter a sound, his mouth was stuffed full of cock. First, just the knob filled the gaping cavity and Ryan whispered, "Suckle on it… keep it nice and wet." There was something unspoken in this…the tacit implication that if Billy did a good job, he would soon be choking on a mouthful of cum.

Once again, the loudspeaker announced the arrival of some guests, and as the stage lights got brighter, Billy could also hear three guys being ushered onto the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen," the voice announced, "we have two young men here straight from their graduation ceremonies! We thought it would be a nice way to congratulate these young scholars, by giving them the hottest, sweetest, tightest ass to fuck and the beautiful young thing behind the wall over there, has volunteered. Isn't she gorgeous guys?"

Billy heard two young male voices agree, and there was no hiding the excitement in their voices. "That's the prettiest ass I ever saw," one of them said, and to Billy's horror he realized it was his friend from the neighborhood, Tonio. Tonio was Italian -- tall, lean, jet black hair with an olive complexion. Billy had heard Tonio brag a bunch of times about how he'd ruined a girl's pussy with his fat italian salami. Today, Billy Lonergan was going to be on the receiving end.

"Fuck yeah," another voice agreed, and Billy realized that was Big Mike, the body- builder. The guy could bench press 350, and had 19" guns, and a 48" chest that tapered down to a 30" waist. Billy had seen Big Mike in amateur competitions, and he was like a statue of a Greek God. What was worse, his posing strap did little to hide his 8" dick.

They tossed a coin to see who was going to go first, and Tonio won.

"Go easy on her boys," the voice chuckled.

"Fuck that!" Tonio answered, "I already see she got fucked today. I'm showing this bitch no mercy."

Billy shuddered, both in anticipation of the long, dark, fat cock that was about to eviscerate him and in fear that he'd somehow be discovered by these neighborhood boys, his friends. If they knew it was him, he'd forever be their bitch.

He felt Tonio's rough-calloused hands on his smooth butt. "This ass is perfect, mami. It's a shame what I'm gonna do with it."

Billy felt the fat cock SLAP against his cheeks and the crowd went wild. Tonio got all goofy, playing to the crowd. "You think I should feed this dick to this chick?" he asked.

A chorus of "yesses" rose through the air, and Tony placed the burning knob of his dick against the pink hole. He felt it pucker and release. "Oooh, you want it, huh baby?" Billy puckered his hole again, in response. "You got it!"

Bracing one hand against the wall, and the other guiding his massive cock into the tight little opening, Tonio pushed forward…steadily…steadily…til a dark black bush of hair was pressed against the beautiful ass mounds. He could hear soft moaning, muffled by…something.

"This bitch got a cock in her mouth on the other side?" Tonio asked

"Yes she does, Tonio," the voice replied, "we knew there'd be some screams to muffle."

"You fucking got THAT right!" Tony laughed as he took a deep breath and started to ride his long fat cock in and out of the breeched hole. "So sweet…he moaned….so tight….it's like this cunt is milking my cock."

As if on cue, the milker was slipped over Billy's cock, and Billy was overwhelmed with sensations. Sucking on his idol's dick, being fucked in the ass by the neighborhood pussy-hound and having his own cock pneumatically caressed let Billy breathless and snorting thru his nose.

"Fuck baby girl, I can't hold back. You ready for some ass-babies?", Tonio grunted as his nuts tightened. Before Billy could answer, Ryan slipped his cock deeper, his knob pressed up against the opening of Billy's throat. He began to force-fuck Billy's mouth just as Tonio BLASTED deep within the captive ass. When Tonio cummed, so did Billy -- shooting thick cream into the collecting beaker. "Shit girl, you are cumin with me, I can feel it. This shit is hot!"

Tonio pulled his cock free, and the crowd applauded.

"Big Mike, you are up at bat…and that's a pretty big bat!", the voice chortled.

As Billy panted, in between Ryan's fuck-thrusts into his mouth, Big Mike stepped up. "Get that ass over here, whore" he moaned, grabbing each cheek as he brought his dick forward.

Big Mike's cock was SWALLOWED by the freshly fucked ass, and in appreciation, Mike moaned, "Girl, you want this dick so bad? I'm gonna split your ass open."

With both hands braced against the wall, the body-builder SLAMMED into that ass with full force. Again and again he used 225 lbs of muscle leverage to pond forward, making the wall shake with each fuck-thrust.

"Take my dick, whore," Mike groaned as he picked up speed, jack-hammering his cock into the "girl's" tiny hole. Meanwhile, Ryan Connoley was matching Mike stroke for stroke. Mike could hear slurping, moaning, gagging, and it only made him fuck the slut harder.

"Dude," Mike called out over the wall to Ryan, "cum in her mouth while I hose her ass.

Ryan called back, "You got it man…you ready?"

"Fuck yeah, I can cum on cue," the bodybuilder laughed. "5…4….3…2….1"

Billy Lonergan began to choke on a hosing of cock-milk filling his mouth from the front just as Big Mike let loose with cannon-blast after cannon-blast of jizz right up his hole.

When Big Mike heard the gagging, he called out "Fuck yeah man, give it to her. Her ass can barely take my cock AND my load."

It was true. A flood of white cream was overflowing the perimeter of Big Mike's fuck-stick, glazing Billy's ass-cheeks and thighs. Big Mike pulled out in mid-blast, shooting one, two, three stripes of thick white cream across the mounds of Billy Lonergan's ass. This triggered Billy's second load, which filled the beaker nearly to the top.

The neighborhood ass-fuckers were quickly ushered out to applause, and the wall was raised revealing the suppliant Billy Lonergan, ass painted white with jizz, his lips still wrapped around Ryan Conolley's cock.

The voice immediately started bidding for the nearly full beaker of Lonergan Cum, and it sold for nearly $10,000. Billy was too busy to notice, licking Ryan Connoley's cock clean. As his tongue lapped up the last of the sweet cream from Ryan's cockhead, he looked up at the sweat-streaked body of his idol. Up, past the deeply ridged obliques; past the eight defined plates of abdominals; up over the round smooth peeks capped with rock hard nipples the color of cinnamon; into Ryan Connolley's unwavering green eyes. Billy Lonergan wrapped his lips protectively around Ryan's still-hard cock, and Ryan Connolley nodded and smiled.