Gay Erotic Stories

This takes place during the time that Max is being interrogated by Agent Pierce. "Come on Max, tell me what I want to know." Agent Pierce glared at Max from a chair across the room. Max attempted to take in his surroundings. He was strapped to a table in nothing but his boxer shorts. Restraints held down his arm in two places, and his legs in three. The room was nothing but white walls. He couldn't even see a door or a window. As far as furniture, all he could see was the table he was on, and the chair that Pierce was on. He took a moment to take in Pierce's appearance. Pierce was wearing his standard FBI suit. "Max, don't make me angry." Pierce had gotten out of the chair and walked towards Max. "You look human, you act human, your interior is human, how accurately human are you." As soon as he had finished that last sentence he reached for Max. He slowly ran his hand over Max's bare chest and abdomen. He allowed his hand to continue down to Max's waist band. He slowly pulled the boxer shorts down to Max's thigh. Max Evans cock lay limp right next too Pierce's hand. Pierce inched his hand to the cock. He allowed his hand to close around Max's still limp penis. He began to move his hand in an up and down jacking motion. Slowly the cock began to harden in his hand. Max began to moan. " Oh- What are -oh- you doing, Pierce?" Pierce ignored the question and moved his mouth towards Max's lips. He began to kiss Max. Although Max resisted Pierce was able to get his tongue into his mouth. The kiss lasted a few seconds, and then Pierce pulled away and moved down to Max's neck. Pierce didn't even notice that Max was beginning to resist less and less. Max had begun to decide that this didn't have to be a bad experience. He had always been attracted to the male body. Although he was attracted to Liz, there was nothing that turned him on more then men. Agent Pierce was a very attractive man. He had dark black hair and a cute face. As Max was thinking about Pierce, he had moved down to his two nipples. He was sucking on one, and pinching the other with his left hand. He let his right hand rub Max's muscular abdomen. He worked his way back up to Max's mouth. This time when he kissed Max there was no resistance. When he stuck his tongue back in Max's mouth it collided with another tongue and danced until the lip lock was broken a minute later. "Please suck me!" Max pleaded with Pierce. Pierce took Max's now fully erect cock in his hand, and slowly began to twirl his tongue around the head. Max's moans grew very loud as Pierce began licking up and down the shaft like a lollipop. Within a few seconds Pierce had the entire erect dick in his mouth. Max began bucking his hips of the table, and face fucking Pierce. Pierce could barely take the entire throbbing member in his mouth at one time. Max's screams of pure pleasure became louder as he neared his climax. And then he finally came, six loads in to the surprised FBI agent’s mouth. Max collapsed onto the table, and Pierce sat back in exhaustion. Pierce threw off his coat, undid his tie, tore off his shirt, and unbuckled his pants. As the pants fell to the floor Pierce reached into his briefs and pulled out his hardening member. He walked towards the table and began undoing the restraints holding Max down. "Now we're gonna have some fun!" As soon as Max was free he reached up and pulled Pierce into a deep passionate kiss. Simultaneously there mouth parted and there tongues darted into each other’s mouths. Max dropped his hands down to Pierce's round, firm, FBI ass. He parted Pierces Cheeks and allowed one finger to slip into Pierce's ass and began finger fucking him. Pierce felt a funny tingling as Max used his powers to widen his hole. He withdrew his finger, spun Pierce around, and threw him on the table. Pierce was lying on his stomach on the table with his ass in the air. Max ran at Pierce with his pole sticking straight out. With one quick thrust he was all the way in his ass. Pierce moaned in a mix of ecstasy and pain. Max quickly thrust his cock in and out of Pierce's ass. Pierce began bucking his hips in rhythm with Max's thrusts. As he was moving back and forth, his cock began to rub on the table making him hard. As Max humped him, he humped the table. With the back and forth motion it wasn't long before Max and Pierce exploded. Pierce collapsed onto the table, and Max collapsed onto Pierce's sweaty back. Max ran his hands over the smooth, sweaty back. Pierce's back was so beautiful, so muscular. Max lowered his lips to the back and began kissing. Max let his tongue dart out of his mouth and began licking the sweat off of his back. They lay there panting and licking for what seemed like a long time. They probably would have kept going forever if they hadn't been interrupted... Michael had originally intended on sneaking in to rescue Max. He had infiltrated the compound without detection and proceeded to search the halls for the room that Isabel had described, although she hadn't given him much to go on. All she had said was a white room. So far he hadn't seen anything that matched that description, and more importantly hadn't seen Max. Max was like a brother to him and he had to find him. Michael had promised Liz that he would find him, but his reasons for wanting to find him went beyond that. Michael had had this recurring dream where he and Max fuck and suck each other. Michael wasn't gay, and he had never thought about another man, but something about this dream always turned him on. In fact it was turning him on right now. He could feel his 8' cock swelling just thinking about that extremely hot dream. He had to take care of this right away. He ducked into a large storage room and undid his fly. He began stroking up and down on his long uncut cock. He pulled it out of his pants, spit on his hand and began going up and down on it. He closed his eyes and pictured Isabel, that wasn't doing it. He was going to have to think about the dream. That was the only thing that got him off fast. He pictured Max's beautifully muscular body. His tight chest, six pack stomach, cute ass, and that cock, that beautiful cock. He picture Max grabbing his head as he sucked that cock. He would take that cock all the way into his mouth, and as far down his throat as he could until he nearly gagged. He swirled his tongue around the head of the cock as Max moaned in ecstasy. Max would scream out his name until his cock exploded like a cum rocket. That image always sent Michael over the edge. He would always wake up at that point with loads of cum in his boxers, and this time was no different. He awoke from his daydream cumming all over the supply room. He quickly grabbed a cloth, cleaned up and zipped up. Enough playing around it was time to find Max. There were a few more rooms in this hall so he would check those before moving on. He walked to a door that was opened a crack and peered in. There he saw Max lying on top of Pierce. He did a double take. They were both naked, Max's cock was in Pierce's ass, and Max was licking his back. He quietly opened the door to sneak in and get a better look. He opened the door without a sound and began to creep in a few steps. After two steps the floor made a nearly inaudible creak. Max and Pierce both turned to look. He had been busted, but so had they.