Gay Erotic Stories

***The following is purely a work of fiction*** Mitch Truswell, weekend news anchor and reporter for local TV in Phoenix, was beginning to adjust to his temporary assignment. He had been assigned the weekday early morning anchor job until the station found a permanent person. Mitch had been with the station for almost five years now, having come to Phoenix from Oregon. Mitch, in his early 30's, was a good looking guy, clean cut, dark hair, average build, and a winning smile. He wasn't into sports, but he did hike at Squaw Peak and was religious about working out. Now, having to be at work by 5 AM, he had found an all night gym in the East Valley. He had been going there for about a week, arriving at about 3 AM, and the place was always empty, except for two fellows playing racquetball. Mitch could only see them from the back. They both were a great deal taller than Mitch, one looked to be about 6’4 or 5, the other at least 6 inches taller. Mitch got in his routine of working out on the equipment, then hitting the sauna, and finally a restful soak in the hot tub before showering and heading off to the station. He did this for a week. The following Monday, Mitch repeated his now familiar pattern. After his workout, he headed for the steam room, wrapped only in a terrycloth white robe, and to his surprise, the two racquetball players were in the sauna when he went in. More to his astonishment, he now recognized these two. He had seen them on the sports news quite often. Even though he never had been assigned the sports beat, nor having interest in sports, he was 100% sure who they were. One was the Suns forward, Tom Gugliotta. Tom was in his early thirties and at 6’10” and 240 pounds was quite a hunk. His muscle tone and body were fantastic. Mitch had last seen him in news clips from a Suns victory, but Tom was really handsome in person. The other guy was Todd Heap. Todd had just been drafted by the NFL. He was only a junior, but at 6’5” and 250 pounds, the pros were eager for Heap to leave ASU early, and play with the big boys. Mitch had followed PAC 10 sports when he was at the University of Oregon, and it always made an easy lead from news to sports when the Ducks were playing the Sun Devils. "Hey, Mitch," said Tom. "We thought that was you coming in each day last week." "Hi guys, what's up?" "Not much," replied Tom. "Todd and I come here to workout: it's quiet, private, we can get in and out. We've seen you everyday now for a week, and we figured we'd welcome you to the club. I have a good friend over at the TV station; he tells us that you are the closet bottom boy toy to Sean, the weatherman. He also said Sean is very possessive of you and won’t let you do it with anyone else. Can’t believe you let that sorry little prick dominate you like that. Well, we're going to share with you some of our athletic moves, starting now. We figured your liberal Oregon ass was in need of some good Arizona action. And as far as Sean is concerned, that little cock of his will never satisfy your ass again." Mitch couldn't believe what he was hearing. Yes, it was true that ever since he arrived in Phoenix, weatherman Sean had been blackmailing Mitch, and making him his sex slave. Closet case Mitch had only known Sean's touch for five years. That was all going to change. These two hot athletes were going to have their way with him. They told Mitch to remove his robe, use it for a blanket and get down on his back. As Mitch followed these instructions, Googs and Heap each removed their robes. Mitch immediately got excited to see their massive athletic bodies in the buff. Both were well endowed and surprisingly Todd, the shorter of the two, was almost as big, and definitely thicker than Tom. Todd got down next to Mitch on his right side. Tom positioned himself on the left. Instantly, they both began giving Truswell an erotic tongue bath. Mitch moaned as their tongues swept over his nipples, then on to his neck and it really drove him crazy when they attacked his ears. Obviously, these guys had worked together before, and Mitch didn't mean on the same ball team. They took turns exploring Mitch's gorgeous mouth and finally Tom motioned to Todd to move down Mitch's hot torso. Heap's expert tongue worked its way down Mitch's turned-on body, and as Todd darted his tongue in and out of Mitch’s navel, he also grabbed Mitch's already hard 8.5 inches of man meat. Mitch’s hips were already bucking from the assault that was being ‘Heaped’ upon him. As Todd firmly stroked the reporter's rod, Mitch just groaned in pleasure. Todd then massaged Mitch's ample balls, and he also inserted his finger into Mitch's wet and waiting ass. Mitch had never known such pleasure. Precum was oozing from Mitch’s dick, and Todd teased the reporter by doing the ‘Sun Devil Swirl’ on the tip of Mitch’s mushroom head. Todd was able to insert his tongue deep into Mitch’s piss slit and this only caused a greater volume of sweet juice to flow from Mitch. Googs was now offering his hard 13-inch tool into Mitch's eager mouth. Mitch swirled his anxious tongue around Goog’s gigantic cockhead, and then up and down Tom’s long vein-popping shaft. Mitch moaned, groaned, gurgled and his sounds became very guttural, as Tom was able to force his massive cock deep into the newsboy’s open throat without a hitch. Tom began to let out even louder moans, as Mitch would massage Tom's massive balls, squeeze his perfect muscle butt and then finger fuck his hot asshole. Tom’s long and thick cock was able to get deep inside with each thrust and Mitch’s mouth had never taken anything quite so big. Heap, by this time, had worked Mitch's ass with his fingers, massaged his hot spot, until Mitch would buck and heave with every new touch. In no time Todd loosened the bottom boy's raging ravine and was able to insert his entire fist inside the anchorman. All it took was a few times in and out and Mitch exploded. His hot Oregon ooze juice went shooting all over him. Todd yanked hard on Mitch’s cock until every drop of jizz was milked out of Truswell’s tool. Tom's hot gooey Googs juice also erupted, and filled Mitch's wide-open throat like a river of lava. "At least Sean has trained you well," spouted Todd. Mitch couldn't believe what these two stud athletes had just done to him. He was spent from the experience; thought they were done. They weren't. "Let's head to the hot tub, Mitchy...that will be the perfect place to ram your ass some more." Once in the tub, Todd got behind Mitch, and Mitch just rested his body against Todd's. Todd pleasured Mitch's nipples and chest, and Mitch's head just lay back on Todd's shoulder as Todd kept tonguing Mitch's ear. Googs got between Mitch's hunky muscle legs and began to insert his 13-inch steel-hard rod into Mitch Truswell. In no time Mitch was being fucked like never before. Tom pumped the reporter for a good 15 minutes; then he leaned forward, kissed him, and let his full load of Sun’s semen flow into Mitch's love tunnel. The two hot athletes then took Mitch under the water totally, and switched positions, so that when they resurfaced, Tom was behind Mitch and it was Heap's turn to fuck the Oregon duck. Todd’s thicker dick stretched Mitch's ass like it had never been widened before, and Todd fucked Mitch for over 30 minutes. Mitch grunted and groaned in pleasure, his body heaved as every thrust of the Heap’s perfect pole filled Mitch with ecstasy. “Bet you can’t wait to get back to Sean and have his little prick poke your butt hole,” Tom teased with Mitch. Each time Todd would plunge his ‘Heap Hard Rod’ into Mitch, the totally fucked newsman would let out gasps of pleasure, and his body would heave with the rhythm this terrific tight end had created. As Todd shot his load and dumped his ‘Heap Heaven’ into Mitch's love canal, Mitch just went totally limp from the pleasure of the workout. Googs and Todd hopped out of the hot tub, turned to Mitch and said "Same time tomorrow…now we have you on our schedule."