Gay Erotic Stories

We had just gotten back from our family reunion and mother was telling every one how wonderful Walter was about looking out for his little brother. She kept telling people it was because she and her husband of thirty years had made sure that Walter had a hand in caring for me; he had even been the one to suggest Levi for my name. Damn, I hated it when she talked about us like we were teenyboppers. I was almost twenty-one now and Walter was going on twenty-four. What Mother didn't realize was our closeness all started when he was looking after me one summer when mother worked. That's when he was twenty and a walking hormone. He'd always promised me wonderful things like driving me to the lake to go swimming, or taking me to a movie or going with him to the gym to work out. Even letting me work out with him if I would do just one thing for him-just suck him off. The best part of the workout was it gave me a chance to look at his muscular hairy body when he was weight lifting, his hard muscles glistened when his body was covered with sweat. His looks excited me. He would rub his crotch and tell me he would drive me anywhere, do any thing if I would blow him. One afternoon we were alone in the house messing around and wrestling and groping each other, he asks me to suck him off again--this time I said yes. We lay there in the living room and he fumbled with his jeans slipping them to his knees and exposing his hard cock. That's how we started. Rolling over on my stomach and scooting down it was hard to take him in my mouth at first. I gagged a lot just thinking of having a dick in my mouth, but when he shot his load in my mouth it was exciting. I liked the thrill of it and as he came he cried out in pleasure and told me he loved me. After that each time I took him it was easier. In no time I learned to take it all right down to his balls and when I finished I was really excited about doing him. The better I got at sucking him off the more pleasure he seems to get and the more he told me he loved me. As the summer progressed it became easier to get to do the things I wanted simply by sucking his dick. I liked the way he tasted and then he always would do that special thing, coming in my mouth. Well, to make a long story short I became my brother's personal cock sucker. We were careful not to tell any one about it, we just told ourselves it was just something we did just because we were brothers. By the time I was ready to admit what I was trading sex for favors just to be able to blow him. I'd developed an addiction to sucking my brother off, and he had developed a sex addiction to me. We really were falling in love. It was like we were made for each other. We continued this way through the rest the year. Walter would always slip into my bedroom late at night to get his tool serviced or I would do him in the bathroom. We always found a place to have sex. I was obsessed with the taste of his body and when he shot his load into my mouth I loved the slick feeling his cum gave my tongue--the way his cock would slid down my throat the second time he fucked my face. I became dependent on servicing him. I loved him so much. All this came to an end when Walter decided to get his own apartment. Then the only time I could have him was when he came to our house for dinner or I would spend the night at his apartment. I hungered for his manhood, and when we did get together after a week's absence from him, I would suck him like a sex-crazed animal. We would strip on the way to his bedroom and I would devour his tool, licking and sucking his balls and crotch and even rimming his asshole and he loved it. Grabbing my head and forcing me to the very base of his tool I would suck on him like my life depended on draining his last drop of cum. I now admitted I was gay and in love with my brother. I wanted to be his sex slave. Then out of the blue we had our chance, Dad was offered a new position in Chicago, they ask if I could live with Walter instead of moving to Chicago with them. They felt that at my age I would soon be moving out--this would be a perfect solution for all of us. Little did they realize that I was now completely under Walt's spell. I had become his willing sex slave. Arrangements were made and I had moved my things into Walt's place to live. After our first supper together alone when I had done the dishes I went in to get ready to make my declaration to Walter. I came out totally naked and falling on my knees and kneeling before him I began to take his clothes off. As I removed his shoes I licked his feet, begging him to let me love him-then as I removed each article of clothing I would lick his body until finally I had him completely naked. I begged him to keep me as his sex slave then I went down on him. Holding my head and pumping it up and down on his shaft and finally pushing me down to take his load. Relaxing he told me he had a surprise for me. He had gotten some porno tapes and beer. He said that I was now old enough to learn the facts of life, after all twenty was almost grown up and if I were going to service him he wanted me to start learning how to satisfy him in all ways. We sat there drinking beer and watching the porno tapes. He told me to study them and learn how to be a good sex slave. As I watched the film, I was surprised to see a very young boy lying in the sun nude when another boy came up and kneeling down began to feed him his cock. Then surprisingly, a third boy came up with a huge cock and kneeled down and began to fuck the cock sucker in the ass. The young man in the middle seemed to squirm and writhe in pleasure and it just went on and on. Every tape was some man being fucked while he was sucking cock. He kept repeating to me, "watch and learn how to please me." I felt he had accepted me as his slave, he was teaching me how to please him. It was then that Walter told me that I was only doing half my job on him. He wanted to screw my ass as well as my mouth. A little tipsy from the beer, I said I would do anything he wanted-and with that commitment, he led me into the bedroom. We both stripped and he opened a sack with some KY in it. Then he began to lubricate his tool and reaching over began to lubricate my ass. Taking large amounts on his fingers he would thrust them deep inside me and wiggle them around causing me to giggle. Then telling me to lay on the bed, he began to enter my ass with his love stick. I cried out at first, but he kept going and when he had pushed his cock all the way up my ass, he just lay there telling me I would begin to feel something special. I began to feel hot, and pushing back on his tool I was consumed with desire for him to fuck me. From that point we were off. I spent the better part of the weekend with him fucking me, and me sucking him off. We had sex the whole weekend and by the time he had finished with me he'd stretched my ass to the point we needed little lubricant. I was now his custom made piece of ass. I had surrendered my body to him and would do anything he asked of me. It was about Wednesday, the middle of the week when Walter had Billy, his friend from work, over to visit. Now Billy was a great guy and looked like something that stepped out of a jungle. He was stout, with curly black hair and a deep barrel chest and from the size of his basket I bet he was hung like an ape. For all his good looks he had this one fault. He came from a rich family and liked to brag a lot about every thing he had. He was going at it real thick and heavy this particular evening when Walter, who had been drinking, and feeling quite cocky began bragging that he had something Billy would never have. He had his very own cocksucker. With that Billy started laughing at him and called Walter a liar, a stupid ass, for telling such a dumb story. Then he bet him a hundred dollars to prove it. Getting up for more beer, Walt told Billy to put up or shut up. Billy then took out his wallet and laid a hundred-dollar bill on the coffee table and said "show me". The bet was on. Walter called me from the kitchen, were I was doing our supper dishes, and told me to come to him. I did then he commanded me to kneel and undoing his jeans whipped out his cock. Stroking it to the point were it was beginning to glisten with pre-cum he ordered me to blow him. I was afraid to do it in front of Billy and tried to get up. In an instant, he slapped me and began to flail me with his cock until I opened my mouth to let him fuck my face. In a show of satisfaction, he told Billy to drop his pants if he wanted to get his nuts off to. In a quick second Billy was standing there with the biggest rod I'd ever seen. Wanting his turn he stepped up and pushing his meat into my mouth began fucking, pushing, and making me take it all even when I gagged. He just kept pushing until finally he rammed his tool in as far as he could drive it down my throat. Then with a dirty laugh he said, "eat it all you little faggot" and began to filling me with his juice. "Great face fuck kid" was all he said and he paid Walt the hundred dollars, saying he wished he had his own cocksucker. Then Walt piped up, "If you think his mouth is great, you should fuck his ass!" With that kind of invitation, it was just the next day that Walter and Billy brought Louis, another friend over. As they entered the apartment they called out for me, calling me their little cocksucker. As soon as they were in the living room and had closed the door Walt commanded me to strip. They had told Louis what to expect so they all peeled right there in the middle of the room and standing naked around me with there rods at attention told me to start blowing them one at a time. It became a game with them-they blindfolded me and I had to learn to identify them by the taste and shape of there meat. It was really easy, Louis had a little cock, but it was fat with skin covering the head, He had a bitter taste when he came but it was good in a funny way. Then Billy, he was really the best, he was huge, his cock had a big head and when he came he always pulled me deep on his shaft until my lips touched his balls. Walter was still my favorite cock, he just felt comfortable and I loved is taste. They all stayed late gratifying there sexual needs and finally they were exhausted. I still could have sucked them one more time. Walter called me his pet cock-hound telling his buddies that I'd service them any time they wanted, next time if they brought condoms, they could screw me. The next night my men arrived early and they hurried into the Bedroom, this time stripping on the way. They told me to get on my knees saying that they wanted my ass now. Billy was the first to go, gloving up he started shoving his rod into my mouth telling me to slick it up to be screwed and going around to my ass began to enter me. Trying to get away from the pain of his cock, I began crawling away and that's when Walter stepped in front of me and began to jam his cock into my mouth. Then they started fucking me from both ends. It was turning out to be the most exciting night of my life. My first gang bang and I was the main attraction. My boys became regulars now. Every Friday night and sometimes on Wednesday they would pick up pizza and come over for there sessions. They began telling every one it was there poker club night. Laughing they said they'd told every one they were going to Walt's to play stud poker, and looking at me, they called me their "wild card".