Gay Erotic Stories

Next morning, after washing up and grabbing a cup of coffee, I went out on the porch. There was nothing to see because everything was shrouded in dense fog. No one was stirring. Only the horses were at the fence for their sugar. I turned to go back in the house and was startled by a deep voice, "Good Morning Mr. Sven. Did you sleep well?" It was Fred who was sitting on the swing. "Yes, Thank you. And you? How do you like camping out?" "Did you get some coffee?" "No coffee for me thanks. I don't mind camping, except for the mosquitoes and rain. Do you think it will rain today?" "The forecast on the radio says it should be overcast and cool. It did not mention any rain. There is food ready in the kitchen. One of the girls will help you if you'd like." "Not right now, thanks anyway. Mira told me what happened last night. She had been dreaming of that for a few years. Never expected it to really happen. I hope you enjoyed it. I know she did. She still has a big smile on her face." "She is quite a girl, Fred. You are fortunate to have her. It is not everyone who is open minded enough to go along with another's dreams. She told me about your special relationship and your night out." "I was told that you like to go both ways also. Is that true?" "Well to a certain extent it is. If I like some one and I can do some thing to make them feel good, I usually do. It doesn't matter if they are a man or woman. I've been with men and had a really good time and the same with women. At one time I had a gentleman partner for about eighteen years. We enjoyed each other and sometimes a woman." I had not bothered to dress and had on only a simple wrap. Fred smiled at my answer, stood and came to me and gave me a strong kiss on the mouth. I opened my mouth and our tongues entwined. Fred reached in under my wrap and fondled my balls. I started to get an erection from his manipulations. "Let's go inside," I said and led him into the bedroom. Kathy was laying there, looking around, trying to decide if she should get up. "Good Morning, Kathy. Did you sleep well?" "Ugh huh! It was good. I've got to get washed up. Is there warm water?" "Yes there should be plenty. I have the kerosene heater going on the big tank. With all the people here, we'll need it." "That's great. I'll be right back." She hurried away toward the bathroom. Fred took off my wrap and kneeled down in front of me and started to suck my soft cock. He had a slightly rough action, also. I put my hand on his head and slowed him down. "Take it easy, there is no reason to rush. Be gentle, just use your tongue and caress it on the end." He nodded. I let him continue for awhile. Then lifted him up. "What's wrong? Didn't I do it right?" "Your OK. Don't worry about it. Let's wait for Kathy." Kathy came back with Mira, Jana, and Steve. We all greeted each other and hugged. Steve saw Fred's cock and asked if he could feel of it. Steve pulled off his T-shirt and showed Fred his rising cock. Fred led him to the bed while Kathy, Jana, and I went outside. The tents seemed quiet, but as we listened we heard muffled giggling. Curious, we went to the door of the tent. It was partly open and inside lighted by a Coleman gas lantern was an unusual sight. The three young girls had Carl tied up with their clothes. Mostly panty hose, that was around his wrists, tying them to his ankles. His boxers were down around his ankles also. They had a pair of sox stuck in his mouth and tied with a bra. His eyes were covered with a large kerchief. I was amazed at the size of his half hard cock. It must be about ten inches or more when erect. The girls were giggling and toying with his cock and poking him in the ass hole. Carl was one of the 'older' men. He was not in too good shape, having a desk job and working long hours had taken their toll. Art was his hobby. I have known him for years and he comes to my summer sessions every year to work in the kitchen and putter around being helpful. He also likes to tease the ladies, but this time it looks like he is the victim. Carl and I have had many interludes at my place in NYC. The girls were in various states of dress. One had on a torn T-shirt that covered very little. That was Ann with long bright red hair. It was real if the hair on her cunt was any indication. Nicely trimmed and neat hair surrounded a very large set of lips that protruded from the thatch of red hair on her pussy. Gloria, a tall blonde with a butch hair cut was nude. Her breasts were pendulous and large. they swung around as she moved. She had little hair and you could hardly see her cunt. She had a beautifully shaped ass and nice legs. Beatrice, Bea for short, whose boy friend was tied, wore a baby doll nighty with no under wear. She was the cutest one of the group of visitors, a little 'Betty Boop' come alive. Her figure was unbelievable, a tiny waist and full well rounded hips and ass, real nice firm medium breasts that didn't sag a bit, a round evenly featured face with cupid lips, large blue eyes well spaced, and an infectious smile. Her curly blonde hair framed her face giving her that sweet cupee doll appearance. Curly blonde hair covered her pussy so nothing could be seen from the front, but when she bent over, from the back her little cunt lips opened invitingly. I was wearing nothing, Kathy and Jana had on light beach cover-ups that left their cunts exposed. "May we enter?" I whispered to Gloria who stood closest to the door. She nodded yes. The two girls went in first. I could hardly keep from laughing at Carl's predicament. Kathy just loves size and immediately had to hold Carl's pretty cock. She stroked it gently and it soon got very hard and Carl stopped struggling. Gloria kneeled down and took it in her mouth and began a slow suck. Carl was generally a quick cum and it was soon that time, but Gloria bit down on him hard and he stopped. She also had hold of his balls and was squeezing them firmly. Carl really started to struggle with the intention of getting loose. He didn't think it was fun any longer. His cock became flaccid and he was trying to shout, "Let me go!" Gloria stood up. "He has been a real ass hole, poking at us, and copping a feel whenever he could reach one of us. This morning he tore my teddy right off of me and said it was time I was raped. I think he believes I'm gay. But if I am it's none of his damn business, Right?" I put my arm around Gloria and kissed her. Ann and Bea joined in on the hugging. I suggested that we take him into the kitchen where he belongs. Everyone took a hand and we carried him to the kitchen. There we tied him to a chair. Carl's cock displayed a lovely set of teeth marks and his balls were also quite red. Ann filled a bucket with ice and water. She took a washcloth and began bathing his cock. Carl squirmed at first, but her gentle touch was getting his attention. In spite of the cold water, his cock was slowly getting hard again. Ann kept at it for awhile as we all watched. When it finally got stiff enough, she took it in her mouth to get it real firm. Then she straddled him face on and slid all of that huge cock right in her slick red hared pussy. Her face lighted up with pleasure and she just sat there for awhile. I started to kiss her, tongues twining, sucking and all. The girls joined in, sucking on her breasts and massaging them. Bea took hold of Carl's nipples and was pinching them firmly. "He did this to me! So, now he can see how he likes it." I just nodded and continued kissing Ann who had begun a slow up and down movement. At the bottom of each stroke, she would do a side to side wiggle very fast. Her big clitoris wiggled back and forth across the root of Carl's cock. After a while Ann slowed and started a front to back motion. I got two chairs and put them on either side of the chair Carl was tied to. I put one foot on each chair and faced Ann, so she could suck my cock. She has one of the best mouths I have ever felt. Her action was just great and I felt like I was going to erupt too soon, so I got off the chairs and went to Bea who was just standing aside watching. I led her to the loft above the studio. She removed her baby doll nighty and lay down on the pile of comforters with her legs spread wide open. Her little cunt lips showed themselves pink and wet. I lay between her legs and began kissing gently on her inner thighs. I made a few quick light kisses to her cunt, then slid my tongue up her crack all the way to her clitoris. I took the clitoris in my mouth and rolled it about with my tongue. Bea started to groan and moved her hips slowly in a circular motion. Her cunt was getting very wet and juicy. I knew she was hot when she pulled me up to her cunt and rubbed it into my face firmly. She came and when she had come down from it, I moved up on her and put my stiff cock in her tight little cunt. She sighed and put both arms around my neck and kissed me. We shared tongue for awhile and then I began a slow motion fuck. In a few minutes, she asked to change positions to doggy style, so I let her get up on her hands and knees. Soon, I was at it again. A while later, she wanted to change again. This time she wanted to be on top. I lay back and enjoyed the feeling and the gorgeous sight. Her perfect little titties bounced just a little and every so often she would bend over and kiss me deep, loving, and long. This time I could not wait, she knew it and pushed down and back for the most feeling she could get. I came in a torrent, gush after gush, I filled her little cunt and it flowed out over us. When I slowed, she came also and pushed and pushed back and forth, trembling with a great cum. Her juice added to the mess on us both. The comforter beneath us was soaked. After we lay there a while getting our senses back in order, we climbed down with the comforter in hand. The studio was filled with the others, including Carl who was nude. He was sitting on the posing stool and some of the others were sketching him. They all smiled at us as we walked past. No one dared to comment. I left the comforter in the wash room and took Bea into the kitchen for some breakfast. Some one had left us a few scrambled eggs which we devoured along with ham and toast and coffee. I kissed and hugged Bea for a long time, then we went out to the tent and lay close together and rested. Later, I went into the studio and started to critique the others sketches. Carl changed his pose a few times and after about an hour he left for the kitchen. Bea came in and every one wanted her to pose. She agreed, but wouldn't take her clothes off. She wore tight white short shorts and a cutoff top and was bare foot. We had her laying on a throw rug in various poses for over an hour. Then we took a lunch break. Right after lunch, we took our sketch pads etc. out for a hike up the mountain to an old orchard where we set up some still life from found objects. Some just drew each other or some of the scenery. Steve and Jana disappeared into the pine woods. I did not see them again for about an hour. Mira and Fred came along for the walk and had just brought a camera. Fred was photographing every one who would allow it. But most of the time they both sat watching the others and holding hands while mooning at each other. Must be they were honeymooning. (Ha!) Our two odd people, two men, William (he insists you call him William!), and Miron were mostly into sculpture, miniatures in clay were their forte' and from all stories they were very successful. They sat off by themselves and did quick sketches. The sketches were not displayed for any critique from anyone, they were only for their future works, like taking notes for a project. It turned out that Steve was their favorite subject. He charged them for his time at a higher rate than the others. But, I heard no complaints. Whenever one of those three needed to relieve themselves, they would all three go together into the woods. This one time, Steve was modeling nude and at his break headed for the tall pines to piss. William and Miron put down their pads and followed him. Curious, I spied on them from a vantage point off to one side in some dense shrubbery. Miron, got down on his knees and opened his mouth, Steve started filling it with hot piss! Miron couldn't keep up with the yellow stream and it ran down the corner of his mouth. Steve finished and left, William raised Miron to his feet and kissed him. They tongue wrestled for several minutes before returning to the sketching class. So, they are somewhat different as my friend had told me. I thought he meant gay which is no problem with me. Even this odd behavior doesn't 'bother' me that much, but it is definitely not for me in any form. I do not think I will allow them to attend any more of my sessions. We have just the rest of the week, so I will not ask them to leave. It was getting dark when we got back to the farm where supper, out doors, at the grill, was waiting for us. In the little time we have had our newer company they formed into regular small groups that are usually together. Steve was the most popular person of the males. Bea was the most popular of the women. `Steve was wanted constantly by the 'two boys,' as William and Miron were nicknamed, and Jana had him in tow, whenever Fred and Mira didn't have him. Fred would have sucked Steve's cock right down town in the square if he would have let him. Fred could hardly keep his hands off Steve and sat next to him whenever he could. Once or twice, he nearly struck Miron for sitting next to Steve when Fred had gone to the table to get a refill for Steve's coffee. When Miron saw the look on Fred's face, he moved away quickly. Fred must think he 'owns' Steve. After supper, Bea and I went down to the stable to clean up and see that the horses were OK. Bea said, "Sven, I'm so glad I came. I'm having a real good time. Every one likes me so much. I've never had so much sex before either, but I just love it. I particularly like the way you make love to me. You have such a gentle touch. Whenever I'm near you I get all hot and my panties get real wet, if I have any on!" She laughed. Most of the time she wore only an old T-shirt that didn't go much past her waist, that left her cunt exposed to whoever wanted to look. I liked the wiggle in her walk and her cute little ass. "Your so sweet to say that Bea. I love having you here. You are a beautiful person to have around. If you could, I would like you to come and stay with me all the time. Can you do that?" "Oh! Sven, you are so nice, but Carl already asked me to marry him. I have not given him an answer, yet. I don't want to hurt his feelings, he's helped me so much. He gave me a place to stay when I had nowhere to go and when I did not look like I do now. It was his idea to go to the salon and get a makeover. They are the ones who taught me all about using makeup correctly and they also did my hair this way. Before that no one looked at me twice. I had difficulty finding a job because I didn't finish school. I wanted to do sculpture. That's how I met Carl at the Art Students League. He's paid my tuition and all my other expenses. I appreciate him a lot, but I do not love him enough to want to be around him all the time. He treats me rough and shouts at me whenever I do something he doesn't like. Even his dog doesn't like him. I don't know what to do." "I have known him for a few years and did suspect that he was rough acting, but I thought it was just a temporary thing. When I was with him, he would calm right down after I spoke to him about his roughness. It is a different thing between two men than it would be with him and a woman. If you would be happy with me, I will speak to him for you. Do you want me too do that?" "I think so, but do you think he will cause trouble for you?" "There is always the possibility. But I think I can handle him." We continued cleaning the stable and brushing down the horses. New hay was spread around the stalls and we left after locking the door. On the way back to the house, we met Carl. "I was jus' coming down to help you," he said. "Well you are a little too late. We just finished up. Is the kitchen all cleaned up and ready for breakfast?" "No, not yet. I'll do it before I go to bed." "Why don't you do it now before things get interesting?" "I want to be with you and Bea. Did she tell you we are going to be married?" "That's not what she told me. She said you asked her, but she did not give you an answer. Isn't that right, Bea?" "Maybe I said yes, but I've changed my mind." Bea moved to the other side, putting me between Carl and herself. Carl turned bright red. "You think you can use me like this? NO ONE DITCHES ME, YOU LITTLE BITCH! " Carl screamed at Bea. "I made you and you'll die before I let anyone else have you! Bitch! You can not use me and then just drop me!" He turned and ran toward the house before I could stop him. We had not gone very far before the sound of a rifle shot sounded and echoed from the mountains. I ran to the house. There on the parlor floor was William who had been gut shot. Miron stood over him crying, moaning, and pulling at what was left of his hair. I pushed him aside and looked at the wound. It was a bad mess just about where an appendectomy would have been. There was a good chance that nothing important had been damaged. I stuffed my handkerchief into the wound and put a pillowcase in the hole in Williams back. I told Miron to keep a steady pressure on them. The radio for a change worked and I got through to the ranger station. The ranger said he would notify the authorities and get a helicopter to pick up William. It surprised me to see the hospital helicopter starting its landing approach before I even put down the microphone. In no time William accompanied by Miron were off on the way to the valley hospital. Now, I wonder where Carl is with my deer rifle?