Gay Erotic Stories

When I woke up from my nap after having my mouth force-fed some 9-inch Italian cock, I noticed it was early in the evening and still no Dad. I took the initiative, grabbed my cell phone, and gave dad a call.

After a few rings he finally answered, I asked him where you are. He said sorry Troy I am stuck here at work but I told Tank to take my place he should be there soon. Tank is my older brother is real name is Timothy but after he came home from basic training he was built like a Tank hence the nickname.

I told thanks Dad that is just fucking great and hung up. I looked over, saw Tony whisper something to Vince, and continued to stoke the campfire. No sooner I hung up my cell started playing Holler back boy (my ring tone) it was Tank telling me he is pulling into the site with a surprise…I waited and saw Dad’s truck pulling up with the pop up trailer, I was thinking thank you fucking Christ I was not about to sleep in that ratty tent. I was never so glad to see my brother in my life, he rode in like a stallion on a white horse and he was just that, my savior.

The minute Tank stepped out of the truck the demeanor of Vince and Tony did a 360. Truth be known Tank never really cared for those two. He just looked over and flicked his cigarette in their direction, and ignored the pair of them. I will give Tank some credit he was no fucking joke and nothing to play with, I was never so proud to call him my brother, I just knew I would be well taken care of, boy was that thought an understatement.

By this time the sun was setting fast, Tank and I hurried to set up the pop up; he hooked up the propane and adjusted the beds so they jutted out. I told Tank I would take the left side and he can have the right. I can hear Tony and Vince outside trying to get the fire started and getting food together, Tank said I got this we are going to have some steaks on the grill and some beers. We were not roughing it by any means we had a TV and a portable toilet. We did not have to scamper into the woods to piss.

Hours passed Tank and I were killing back beer and bullshitting, I was feeling the effects of the alcohol and so was Tank, I watch in amazement when he lifted of his tank top and slide out of his boots. I have never seen such a built man in my life he was hairless and had the abs of a Greek god; he then slipped off his jeans and sat around in his boxers. I decided to make myself comfortable too; I slipped off my jeans and t-shirt and sat in my briefs. Tank joked about my ball chokers telling him it is all good but my junk needs more room. He just laughed and said you forget I am the older one I got the most of Dad genes. I said whatever and continued to drink and carry on.

I will admit it was extremely late and the temperature was dropping, I watched as Tank who at this point was banging on the propane heater in his boxers, I watched as his dickhead was popping out of his slit in his boxers, he jostled it back in and continued to bang at the heater. I finally said Tank do you think that is wise to considering it is propane, he said good point besides we can always bunk up as we did in the good old days. I actually did not have a problem with that. I looked at my watch it was almost 2:30 in the morning and I was getting tired, I told Tank I am going to bed, Tank said he was going to watch some late night TV but will be in bed soon I said no problem and headed under the blankets. I was drifting off when I heard the TV go off and Tank sliding into the bed next to me.

I don’t know what time it was when I heard a car start up I looked out the window and saw Tony’s car drive away, I just chuckled and went back to sleep. I laid their when Tank asked what was that noise I told him I think Tony and Vince left. It must have gotten to cold for them so they packed their shit and left. Tank said well I could not stand those fucking dipshits.

Tank asked if I wanted a smoke I said why not, I reached over to grab the smoke when I turned to give Tank a smoke his cock was sticking out of his boxers, and it looked a hell of lot more that what I have, it looked like it was at least 11 inches. Tank Apologized and said sorry but my dick has a mind of his own. I told no problem it did not bother me, in truth it rather did, underneath those blankets my own cock was growing and now leaving the elastic that held up my briefs. My own 10-inch cock was now just about rock hard, I tried not to think about it and just inhaled that cigarette. We finished our smokes and butted them out and I said time to hit the hay. I shut off the light and prepared to go back to sleep.

I was about to drift off when I felt Tank press his body next to mine, he said he was sorry but he was a little cold and needed some body heat. I said it was cool now go to sleep. We lay there motionless. I could feel Tank’s hot breath hitting the back of my neck, I could also tell he was rock hard, his 11-inch cock was pressing in my ass, I then felt Tank wrap his arm around my stomach and slide it down to my now hard cock. He said he knew you were hard too you little freak. Now Tank and I fooled around as kids but we never done anything in years, but I guess the cold and beer was a good trigger or excuse to do it again, this time we are both older and bigger. I thought this could not get any better, was I very wrong.

Part three to come soon