Gay Erotic Stories

My father lived in Texas near the Mexican border. We didn’t have much of a relationship, and I knew that he questioned whether I was his son. He was 6’4” and 260 lbs., muscular and very hairy. I was 5’9” and sleight of frame, though I had good muscle tone. I had dark hair like my father, but a much smoother body.

I arrived at his house on Friday night with just a duffle bag packed by my mother. I could tell that he was already a little drunk and the place was a mess.

“You are here because you need the guidance of a man, Beto,” he said to me, “Until I say different you are responsible for cooking, cleaning, laundry and any other female tasks.”

I was a little taken aback, especially looking at the condition of the place, but I couldn’t object. I had nowhere else to go.

“Yes sir,” I answered, “Whatever you say sir.” That seemed to please him.

The next day my father woke me early and announced that we would begin working out together. He was going to give me an advantage by giving me steroids as well. He told me to roll on my belly. When I did, he yanked my boxers down and I felt a needle in my butt as he injected the steroid shot.

The workouts were grueling, with weight training and running to firm up my young body. Each day included a shot – and some days two. I could feel my body was changing, but the changes were gradual, and I wasn’t sure what the result was. My father was encouraging though.

After about six weeks I noticed that shirts weren’t fitting right, and I had a hard time getting my slim fit khakis over my bottom. I had suspected, but standing topless before the bathroom mirror, I was sure that instead of becoming more muscular my breasts were enlarged and softened. Sliding my pants down, I could feel my butt was bigger, softer, and curvaceous.

Terrified by what I saw and felt, I wrapped myself tightly in a terrycloth robe hanging in the bathroom. Just then my father was banging on the door.

“What are you doing in there Beto,” he bellowed, as he forced the door open.

“Sorry, sir,” I stammered, “I was looking in the mirror and I’m not sure my body is responding to the training and steroids in the right ways.” I was almost in tears.

My father walked up behind me, turned me to face the mirror, and unfastened the robe, letting it fall from my shoulders. He took his big, rough hands and ran them along my shoulders and squeezed my upper arms a bit. He lifted my arms and had me hold them up. Much to my surprise he then began to cup and caress my breasts. His hands continued to my hips, and he gently felt and squeezed my soft bottom. As he did this, I began to react involuntarily, breathing heavily and feeling my less than adequate penis begin to stir.

“Looks to me like everything is coming along nicely,” he whispered, “are you unhappy with your progress?”

“I thought I was going to become muscular, and firm like you father,” I stammered, feeling confused.

“Who is it you want to be attractive to, Beto, girls or boys?” When I didn’t answer he continued, “That’s what I thought. Your mother told me she thought you were a sissy. She blamed herself, but I told her I needed to see what you was inside. And she was right – I see a sissy. A sissy who likes boys. Your father is just leading you to what you are.”

I had tears in my eyes, and I tried to tug the robe back over myself.

“No,” said my father, pulling the robe to the floor, “Don’t be ashamed of your feminine body. It will be attractive to many more men than the one you had before. That’s what you want, right? So, we’ll keep up with the shots. Yes, or no?”

I nodded silently. Then my father kissed my neck and cupped my breasts again. “Let’s get you some training in pleasing men,” he said, moving me down to my knees in front of him. With that he unzipped his trousers and pulled out his already hard cock. It was so big.

“Put it in your mouth baby,” he cooed, “this is what you’re made for.”

I took his dick in my mouth and began to suck it. It was easy, and it felt good. The smell of his sweaty crotch had me feeling like a bitch in heat, and he saw it. He held my head and fucked my mouth. I was overwhelmed with strange new feelings, and a fair amount of shame. My father came in my mouth, and pulled out once he felt I had swallowed all his cum.

“Soon you’ll ask me for more,” he said, “now that we both know what you are.”

In the weeks that followed my time at the gym became less and the shots of hormones increased. My hair was long, what little body hair I had I was told to shave, and my breasts and nipples had continued to enlarge.

One day my father said it was time to go and buy me some appropriate clothing. He came into my room and used duct tape to tape my small penis and balls almost back to my ass crack so with underwear on it looked like I had just a mound there. We went to the mall where he had salesgirls help to outfit me in each store, including dresses, tops, short shorts, bras, panties and nighties. He spent thousands of dollars that day.

When we got home, he told me to throw out all of the clothes that I came with and to model the new clothes for him. As I stood in front of him naked, he was rubbing his crotch. By the time I slipped into a nightie he had his hard cock out in full view.

“Do you want me to suck your dick father,” I asked submissively.

“No, no,” he said matter of fact, “it’s time for me to fuck that pussy of yours.”

That made me nervous, but excited too. All my feelings were confusing. Just months ago, I was a normal boy living with his mother, trying to dream of girls. And now I was standing before my father with big, bare breasts lusting for his dick.

He took me to his room and his big king-sized bed. He lubed me and fingered me until I moaned like a bitch in heat. He was gentle in opening me with his large cock and made sure to tell me not to get used to this, because men would always be rough. We fucked like animals for what felt like hours until I felt that big dick swell and unload in me. With that he shoved me off the bed and told me to clean up and go to sleep. Horny and full of cum I went quietly to my room.

The next morning father was up early and woke me. He told me to get dressed because we were going for a drive. And he told me to bring my passport. I dressed in a baby doll dress and panties and put on some sandals.

We drove to the Mexican border. My father knew the border guards, so they looked at me, made some lewd comments, and let us pass. We drove for a while until we reached a small town and we drove to the end of it, stopping at what looked like a ranch. My father motioned for me to get out of the car and walk with him.

We went to an outdoor area that looked and smelled like a stable, filled with bales of hay. Out of nowhere an older, Mexican woman appeared and hugged my father.

“This is Mama Maria,” he said looking at me, “Do what she says.”

“What do you have for me today? A shemale?” she asked.

“Yes, yes,” my father replied, “this one owes me about $20 thousand for room and board, hormones, and clothing. Can she work it off with you?” I stiffened with fear hearing this exchange.

“I need to see her in action,” Mama Maria said, “those big tits and that round bottom will certainly help.” With that she whistled, and several ranch hands appeared, all sweaty and dirty from work. “Men I want you to take this puta, have her suck your dicks and then fuck her while my friend and I watch.”

With that the biggest of the men dragged me to one of the stables and pushed me to my knees. He slapped my face hard, and when I lost my balance and fell backward, he straddled me, unzipped his fly, and began to piss on me. Once he was done, he yanked me up again, tearing the strap of my baby doll dress. My big tits were bared, and he shoved his cock in my mouth. Up until this point I had only ever serviced my father this way. Over the next couple of hours, I would learn that cocks came in many shapes and sizes, and each man liked to be sucked in a different way.

The fucking was rough. They didn’t realize at first that I was not a real girl, so each man insisted on fucking me from behind while I held my inadequate equipment out of the way and out of sight. At the end I was naked, covered in piss with cum leaking out of my hole. I fell to the ground in a pile of hay.

“I think we can work with her,” Mama Maria said, “What is her name?”

“It’s puta, pussy or whore,” he answered with a laugh, “Or Bethany.”

Mama Maria approached and stroked my hair. “There’s a hose over by the barn if you want to clean up. And then you can sleep here Bethany.”

When I got up, I could see my father already walking away. Here I was naked with no possessions in another country. I went to the barn and hosed myself off like an animal. When I came back to the stable, Mama Maria had left a nightie for me.

The next day I was taken into the house, fed, and given hormones. I was put into a bedroom and given a schedule of men. Some paid for a half hour, some had paid for more time. I was to allow the men to do anything they wanted with me. If there were any complaints, I would have to deal with Mama Maria.

Over the next weeks I learned much about having sex with men. Mama Maria said I had become her top girl, and she wanted to reward me. Before I could ask what that meant, she gave me a shot in my behind, and I must have fallen fast asleep.

When I awoke Mama Maria was there with my father. “You’ve been sleeping for days girl,” Mama Maria said, “you should be well healed.”

My father sat next to me on the bed and began to rub my tits as he liked to do. One hand went under the blanket and suddenly where I had experienced male pleasure before, I felt my father’s finger enter me. I had a pussy now. He continued his probe, and took his thumb and inserted it in my ass. I began to squirm and moan.

“Good work Mama,” he said, “her transition is complete. She just needs to finish paying for it.” And I saw him wink at her.

“Why don’t you be her first?” Mama Maria suggested, taking a seat in the corner.

My father undressed completely, which he had never done with me before. He pulled the blanket off me and ripped the nightie I was wearing down the middle, so it fell from my body. I spread my legs, knowing that was what he wanted. He climbed on top of me and gave me a soft kiss, then moved to suck and fondle my breasts. The new pussy was tender, but I felt his hard cock rubbing against it. With no lube and no warning, he penetrated my cunt and we fucked like man and woman. He came hard and I wrapped my legs around him like a bitch in heat.

With that he dressed. He came back to the bed and put his thumb in my mouth.

“I will be back for you my little puta Bethany when you have paid your debt,” he said. And with that he left.