Gay Erotic Stories

My eighteenth birthday was on a Wednesday. My mom and my stepfather were both out of town on business. They’d asked if it was OK with me since the plan was to have a big family celebration on the weekend. Just what I wanted – would rather be out with my friends! Guess I’d have to make time for both.

The big family consisted of my mom, my stepfather and the two new brothers who’d come with my stepfather – Cain and Jared. Cain and Jared were both total hunks. Cain, at twenty-three, was six-three and had only muscle on his baseball player’s body. Jared, twenty, was the shortest of us at just a hair over six feet and had a football player’s build that was a mass of muscle. They were both hairy, masculine, deep-voiced and big-cocked like their hunky father, my stepfather.

I had gotten home from practice, and the phone was ringing when I got in. I grabbed for it, and it was Cain. “Hey little bro, how about we take you out to celebrate your birthday.”

“Tonight?” I asked.

“It’s your birthday, isn’t it?”

It was that. And I didn’t have any plans. “Who’s we?” I asked, wondering if it was going to be Cain and his latest girltoy.

“Your brothers, dumbshit, that’s who ‘we’ are. Who else would wanna take your sorry ass out and see that you had a good time?” he said, laughing, teasing me like he had – good naturedly – since the day our families came together.

“I’m in, bro. Where shall we meet?”

“We’re gonna have some fun ,so let’s meet here because we can walk to The Tailfeather from here and get fucked up and not have to drive after.”

Oh, great, just what I wanted – a titty bar – NOT! But it was my brothers’ idea of a good time, and I genuinely enjoyed being with them, enjoyed the three of us doing things, so even if I have to suffer a testosterone-fest with a bunch of pole dancers, what the fuck.

“What time?”

“Why don’t you rest up and get here say 9:30 or so?”

Sure – that way my brothers didn’t have to buy me dinner! Some things never change. “OK, Cain,” I said, laughing.

“Later, then, little brother,” he said, and the line went dead. Cain was never much for the pleasantries.

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My brother didn’t live in the best section of town. Guess that was obvious given the fact that we could walk from his house to a titty bar. I was one of those social retards who never had a fake ID to get into the clubs, but I knew the kind of places around where Cain lived. But it was his own place, and he was making a go living on his own, and that was cool itself. My other brother, Jared, lived in the dorm at the university on the other side of town, although he was home a lot, particularly when his dirty clothes stunk so bad they even grossed him out.

When I got to Cain’s apartment I saw Jared’s car, my mom’s old car that they’d given Jared and passed his, which was my stepdad’s old car, to me. I say old. My car, the older I’d been given, was three years old and other than my brother doing his best to trash it, which I solved with a weekend of applied cleaning and detailing, it was like new. When Cain graduated from college they’d bought him a new truck, but that was in his garage behind the apartments.

We headed to The Tailfeather straight away. But when we got there, we kept on walking. “Hey, guys, where we going?”

My brothers each clamped a strong arm around my shoulders and playfully roughed me up a little. “C’mon, bro, you didn’t think we’d actually drag you to The Tailfeather when we know your likes are for a different kind of tail, do you?”

My heart started beating faster, and all I could think was OH SHIT OH SHIT because I knew then that despite my best efforts, they knew I was gay. Sure we’d all horsed around some together, but no way had I given anyone that much view into my demons, as I thought of them every time I jacked off to one of my brother’s jock straps or underwear I’d kept hidden. “Guys, really, I thought we were going to The Tailfeather. I wanted to go there,” I pleaded.

Cain stopped us abruptly on the street and bounced around – as he had a habit of doing, like a boxer, light on his feet and so agile – in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. “Billy – or I should say Bill now that you’re eighteen – Bill, you can be yourself with us. Jared and I don’t care that you’re gay, dude.”

My mind was racing faster than my heartbeat, and that was pretty fast considering I was about to have a heart attack. “I’m—“ I started to protest, but I stopped. Cain’s gaze was boring into me, and Jared just still stood there with his arm around my shoulders. They’d both been awesome brothers to me, and something inside me just said NOW’S THE TIME. “I’m, uh . . . “ my voice caught.

Cain moved in closer and squeezed his big hands on my worked-out shoulders. “What you are is our brother. And Dad entrusted your eighteenth birthday to us to see that you get laid tonight.”

“What the --?!” I blurted. “He what?”

At that, Cain pulled a wad of hundred dollar bills out of his pocket – a big wad. “Dad gave me this to make sure you get laid tonight.”

“Whaaaaaa—“ I couldn’t get a word out.

“And,” my other brother who’d been quiet up to then continued, “Told us to have some fun, too.”

I looked from Jared to Cain. Cain, as always, had a playful, almost gleeful, expression on his face, like he was about to embark on the greatest adventure. He was always like that. Jared was less exuberant, but he was grinning. “So Dave seriously wants you to take a bunch of money and pay someone to fuck me?”

“Hey, we get some, too!” Jared added, pressing the point that we’d all get some, courtesy of their generous dad.

“Dad said ‘laid’, and that kind of leaves it open to your choice. We didn’t know exactly WHAT you’d want, just for the record,” Cain clarified. “For my part I’m going to get a blowjob from someone who knows what HE is doing instead of the girls who don’t!”

I was dumbfounded. “So you’re—“ I started, looking at Cain incredulously.

Cain just laughed and said, “Dude, when in Rome, and tonight we’re going to have a night Caligula would envy!”

“So just how much money did Dave – Dad – give you for this trip to ancient Rome?”

“He gave it to US,” Cain said, his grin now devilish, and he added, “And he gave us a thousand bucks.”

“HOLY FUCK!”

“Billy!” Cain admonished, but Jared broke in. “Exactly,” Jared chimed in. “That’s what we’re going to have is a holy –“

“Jared, Billy, cool it,” Cain cut him off. Cain was surprisingly averse to expletives. And how did he think two young men, two masses of hormones, could cool it in the face of a night of sexual satisfaction that didn’t involve our own hands?

“Does Dave – uh Dad – know I’m uh . . . “I couldn’t quite get it out.

Cain just laughed heartily. “Don’t take this the wrong way, Billy, but DUH!”

“HEY!” I protested. Cain had his arm around me. “Dude, it’s not bad, not like you’re some fairy or anything but yeah, it didn’t take Sherlock Holmes to figure out you weren’t into girls. Now come on – this isn’t getting any of us any fun standing here talking on the sidewalk.”

“So if you know so much,” some devil inside me made me say, “Then did you know I think you’re the hottest thing on two legs?” I said, staring Cain down.

“I, uh—“ And it was his turn to be speechless.

“And what the fuck about me,” Jared protested.

“Jared!” Cain admonished reflexively at the expletive.

“Well, big brother, I just want to know where I am in our little brother’s hot list.”

I thought about the many times I’d jacked Jared off and he’d returned the favor when we were sharing a room. Supposedly it was just “what guys do to help each other out”, and Jared said Cain and his best friend did it all the time. I’d seen them once, and I jacked off so much so often after seeing them that I was surprised I wasn’t blind and my palm still without hair.

“For the record, brothers, I think you’re both incredibly hot. In fact, I have an idea,” I said, the same devil putting words in my mouth.

I swear Cain licked his lips before he said, “What’s your idea, Billy?”

Jared seemed to be just panting next to me.

“What if I told you that for my eighteenth birthday I wanted you two to be the ones I played with?” I was either going to get the crap beat out of me or have a great time!

Jared, who was a bigger horndog even than me, said, “Fuckn’ A!”

“Jared, c’mon!” Cain objected again to the expletive. And then he turned to me. “What exactly do you have in mind, Billy?” he asked warily.

It was now or never. “I want to blow both of you,” I said.

Cain suddenly got his devilish grin. “I’m not exactly sure that Dad would consider we’d done our job and gotten you LAID with that.” He just leered at me. “Now if, on the other hand, one or both of us were to give it to you up the butt, well . . . “

My entire body went to flames. How many times had I fantasized about Jared or Cain fucking me crazily?! I managed to get my head to move toward Jared, who was checking out my ass!

We were back in Cain’s apartment on the double, and before the door was shut we were all getting our clothes off. The enthusiasm flagged briefly when we were all naked. Cain said, “Um, how is this going to work?”

I didn’t waste any time and was on my knees with his big cock sucked into my mouth before he could react. I’d been wanting this for so long, ever since the first time I saw him when I was fourteen. “DUDE!” he exclaimed.

He tasted good, better than I’d even fantasized. I inhaled and could get just the faintest whiff of his male musk that I remembered from his filthy jock strap I’d had for almost four years and jacked off to often. I momentarily thought, as his big rod was getting harder in my mouth, that I wished he’d just come in from practice all sweaty. FUCK that would be hot!

Jared didn’t want to be left out, and I saw he had his own big dick in his hand working it. I reached up and started rubbing his hairy balls while I worked on Cain’s cock.

And what a cock that was – damn it was huge. I’d seen him, but having him in my mouth was different. Hell, having any cock in my mouth was different. It was fucking HOT.

“Jesus, Billy,” Cain exclaimed, and I was exhilarated that I was doing this, obviously doing it well enough to make him exclaim. And that made me work harder, trying to suck that monster down my throat, which was surprisingly easy to force it in. “Oh, man, that’s fucking hot,” Cain yelled, and he clamped his hands on my head and started pumping his cock in and out. Then I started to gag, but not terrible because his pumping was fast enough that just when I’d start to gag he’d pull out again. And his big hairy balls were smacking my jaw and throat, which had me even hotter.

Jared’s cock was now fully hard in my hand, and I was loving the feel of him pumping into my hand. “Damn, Billy, you do that so fucking well!”

I almost expected Cain to admonish him for the f-word, and I laughed around Cain’s pumping cock in my mouth. Instead he moaned loudly when I laughed, and I thought that must have stimulated his cock. I tried humming in my throat, and Cain about went out of his mind. “OH, FUCK YEAH!” he shouted and started skull fucking me even harder. “Oh, dude, I’m almost there!” he yelled, and instantly I felt his cock go even harder in my mouth, his already huge head flared out, and his cumblasts started. FUCKING AMAZING. As he started cumming he SHOVED his cock down my throat HARD and held my head with a vise grip as he pumped his load directly down my throat.

And he fucking CAME . . . and kept cumming. Just when I thought I was going to throw up or pass out or hell I didn’t know what but I was struggling for air, he let go of my head and I pulled off and gasped. But my relief was momentary, as Jared shoved his cock in my face and pulled my hand off and shoved it in my mouth. I wasn’t arguing!

Jared smelled and tasted like maybe he hadn’t showered since morning. His musk was strong but not overpowering, and it went straight to my balls and cock, which throbbed. I inhaled deeply and took another hit of his smell, knowing I was near heaven.

I went to work on the younger brother’s huge meat with a vengeance, and I grabbed Cain’s cock gently but held it firmly, enjoying his shuddering as I slowly, lightly rubbed the last electric jolts through his body. And I SUCKED Jared HARD, humming and working over his big angry head, taking it to the base in my throat and working it like I meant it. “OH, FUCKING CHRIST!” he yelled, and I felt that same familiar hardening of his shaft and flaring of his head and knew what I was about to receive. I reached around and grabbed his ass and pushed/pulled him deeper into my throat as his first blast flooded my mouth. “OH MY FUCKING GOD!” he shouted, as he blasted stream after stream of his jizz and I felt his cock pumping. FUCKING AMAZING. And what was also HOT was Cain was just as hard in my hand as he’d been before he came.

I was about to say something when Cain pulled me up and wrapped his hand around my cock. OH FUCK. I was cumming instantly. OH SHIT! I couldn’t stop it, his hand on me was all it took after the two loads down my throat and finally sucking cocks, and not just any cocks but my hot stepbrothers’ cocks that I’d wanted for what seemed like forever.

My cumblasts started, and my whole body spasmed with the most intense climax I’d ever had. Cain surprised me by wrapping his other arm around me in a hug and putting his face on my shoulder as I came, and I’m sure that prolonged everything, the intimacy of it threatening to confuse my head but my cock and nuts took care of their needs.

Somewhere in there Jared said, “Dude, fuck yeah!” and when I was about finished cumming he smacked my ass and said, “DAMN!”

That sort of broke the moment, and Cain and I disengaged somewhat awkwardly. I even let go of his rock-hard cock.

“Jesus, Billy, you sure you’ve never done this before?” Cain asked, with a wry grin.

“Only the eight billion times I’ve jacked off thinking of you guys!” I said with a defiant grin of my own.

“And don’t forget,” Jared chimed in, “The times we’ve jacked each other off and I’ve wished I had your dick sucker’s lips around me!”

Cain and I both looked surprised, and then we all laughed together. I certainly couldn’t argue that I had DSLs as my buds called them on girls they wanted to get down and dirty with – I’d just proven it.

“Now,” I said, putting one hand on each of my brother’s shoulders, “It seems like we have a birthday job to finish here,” I said, looking from Cain’s rock-hard cock to Jared’s semi-hard cock wagging impressively.

Cain’s look was confused, and Jared’s was also somewhere between confused and knowing a secret everyone else wondered about. “You promised Dad you’d get me laid, didn’t you?” I said, grinning broader.

Cain didn’t get it, and he looked from me to Jared. “So, uh, you want to go to the club now?”

“No, ya dumb jock, he wants us to butt fuck him,” Jared shot back, nailing my thought exactly.

“Whaaaaaaa—“ Cain stuttered. “Um, I don’t—Well that would be—“ Shit!”

“That’s what you want, isn’t it, little brother,” Jared asked.

The ‘little brother’ mixed in threw me back to where I started to go when Cain held me while I came. These were my brothers. Sorta, anyway. But my balls really had their own say, and my body was flooded with FUCK ME hormones.

Cain was looking scared, something I’d only seen when my mom got on his case about keeping his room clean. Mom could do that to all of us, though Cain hadn’t been home much or for long. “You up for it, Billy?” Jared asked, enthusiastically?

I actually didn’t know. Looking at those beautiful cocks my whole body screamed YES. But was this going too far with my brothers? Hell, was it going too far for me? And Cain obviously had his own reservations, although horndog – or as I called him “Energizer Bunny” – Jared was rock hard again and ready to drive my ass to New Jersey!

I looked at Cain, and he didn’t look away, but he didn’t look certain either. “You’re not sure, are you, Billy?” he said, and he put his big muscular arm over mine.

It seemed like we were suspended there in time. Jared panting like a male dog with a bitch in heat almost within his grasp. Cain and I looking into each other’s eyes, connected, our arms together more intimate than if he’d been deep inside me.

Surprisingly it was Jared who broke the moment. Call it last minute jitters, call it his snarky sense of humor and finally calling us on buying into his joke – I’ll never know which. He just started laughing, almost crazily, and through laughs and gasps for air he said, “Gotcha both!”

Cain and I were both startled by it and slowly broke apart, our arms brushing until our hands touched each other and we separated fully. A last brief moment of my youth was gone forever – my hero worship, my fantasy fixation, my hopeful love for Cain, it all vanished in that last second when our hands brushed and parted.

And then we both turned on Jared . . . and made him PAY!

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This is the second part of a series. The first part is not eligible to be uploaded to this site. If anybody is interested in Part 1, email me.