Gay Erotic Stories

Mr. R. Goshop was the name of the next target. He was Diego's Art Teacher in Edna Manley Art High School. He tracked down his address and called in sick for the week and worked on new batches of Prostajuice. It was Tuesday evening, he was walking on the street across mauville drive, when he caught up with him as he was on his way home which was only a few meters. They caught up and began talking until they reached the apartment complex he lived at. He reluctantly agreed to let Jamar in his apartment and talk about something pertaining to a recommendation. They entered and it was kind of a mess. Clothes and papers with sketches scattered on the floor. Goshop went to use the bathroom as he told Jamar make himself comfortable. Diego sat on the bed as no chair existed and turned on the t.v. "Only Local" he muttered before turning it back off. But something caught the boy's eye. Under a sketch pad were a pair of white boxerbriefs. He looked around and snatched it up. Goshop had no pets, it was at the corner of the bed and it smelt of sweat with a slightly dark damp stain in the crotch area. 'This is the boxer Goshop slept in!' Jamar mentally exclaimed. He held them in both hands rubbed the crotch area in his nostrils and inhaled. He could smell the sweat, the hairy balls, he stuck his tongue out and tasted the taint stain. He heard the bathroom door unlock and quickly stuffed the boxer in his back pocket. Goshop was a very unattractive man. He had a boney head with very large eyes, bulbous pointy nose, long chapped black lips with an middle sized afro. Goshop was 6ft 4", near tar black, and had a thin lengthy body with a small gut sticking out at the bottom. Yep, he was ugly with no muscular body but Diego wanted him all the same. It was for 2 reasons: Because ugliness had become a legitimate turn on to Diego, and becuz Goshop has a serious anger problem and men with pent up rage give amazing fucks. "Wi can talk afa me drink juice inna Di fridge?" Goshop asked. "Mi will get it. Mi tursty tu an yu a come from far." Jamar responded and Goshop let him. Once in the Kitchen took out the prostajuice and his hard dick, jerked, and came in the bottle. He shook the bottle and poured out 2 cups of tang with one mixed with prostajuice. He went back in the room and gave the mixture to Goshop who hurriedly drank it all in a few gulps. They sat there for almost 15 minutes talking about art and scholarship and the conversation shifted a few times from that until it hit a certain topic. "Ow di fuk dat?!" Goshop asked. "Mi no ave no girl now!" Diego repeated. "Wah? Yuh no inna di girl ting no more? I know some nice girl, mek sure dem cyan treat yuh right tu man!" Goshop exclaimed with laughter, but Jamar wasn't laughing with him now. "Mi nuh really wah taak 'bou girl right now yuh knuh." Diego said as his left hand now caressed Goshop's thigh wrapped in his Jeans. The Teacher instantly shifted his leg. "Di fuk yah do byoi?! Mi look like bomba clat battyman to yuh?!" Goshop yelled. "Neva know unless yuh try" Diego replied with a smile as he suddenly grasped the man's crotch. "Di bloodcleet?!" Goshop yelled as he dragged Jamar off the bed and slammed and pinned him up against the walk with their faces 4" from each other. "Yuh tink yuh cyan convert mi faggot?! Mi a go blood clat kill yuh byoi! Right in yasuh tu!!" Goshop said with spit flying in Jamar's face. Then suddenly 6, 7, up to over 20 seconds passed and Goshop just stopped there looking Diego's eyes, then he pressed his lips against the boy he had pinned. Diego's lips felt so soft like small cushions. Goshop's lips were strong and direct but passionate, like what you'ds expect from an artist. He detached his lips and threw Jamar on the bed. The boy threw his bag off and took of his shirt. Goshop unbuckled his belt and a shirtless toned Jamar undid his pants and dropped it and his red boxer to the floor and out sprung his 13" cock with black fat cockhead, although it was still nothing compared rameesh's head. Diego sucked on it hard. Goshop held on to the boy's head face fucked him. Jamar constantly gagged and choke, lubbing Goshop's cock. The teacher threw Diego on his back, removed his pants and boxers, sprud his leg and rammed in. Diego groaned like someone punched him in the gut. He closed his eyes in pain then Goshop slapped his face opening his eyes. "Don't bomba clat lak yuh eyes pon mi wen mi a fuk yuh byoi" he demanded. This made Jamar harder. He fucked vigorously, always in eye contact. The bed shook and moved with each thrust as Diego moaned like a woman. Goshop invaded jamar harshly and painfully. This had been going of for 30 minutes and Jamar was soaked in Goshop's sweat. Diego was sent over the edge and came on himself. The tightening of his rectum did the same to Goshop as he released an animalistic grunt upon climax with a cum blast so powerful Diego yelled out "Ouch!" he collapsed on Diego and handed him his pants, discovering his boxer and they laughed.