Gay Erotic Stories

I just picked up my boy from work during his lunch hour. He looked so needy as he approached my van. As we pulled out from the lot, his hands went for my crotch and he bent over to mouth my mound and moan like a bitch in heat. I was wearing loose fitting shorts and my well-worn unwashed jockstrap.... nothing else. No shirt, no shoes, but I was sure gonna get some service! "Oh, Daddy", he cooed as he ate my spit-soaked pouch. I pulled into a church parking lot and drove around to the back which was empty. After I turned the car off, I turned toward my boy and pulled the shorts aside so he could get to his lunch box. He dove for the wet mesh and began to lick and suck on the hairy eggs and meat inside. I ordered him to pull his cock out and start masturbating. He was half-hard and he began to jack it as he was told. I grabbed a handful of his hair and lifted his head from my crotch and then I pulled the soaked jockpouch aside and my big 8 inch cut veiny meat sprang up to slap his face. "SUCK THAT FUCKIN' DICK!" Russellcunt began to slurp up and down with gusto as his little boy meat filled with lust. "COME ON, BITCH, JACK IT!" "JACK YOUR DICK LIKE YOU MEAN IT..... AND KEEP SUCKIN DADDY!" Russellcunt's hand flew and he began to sweat as he jacked his meat closer to climax while feasting on his Master's Dong. "COME ON YOU FUCKING QUEER.... EAT IT!" I bellowed profanities and insults and he got hard as a rock and began to make wild animal noises on my massive ready to explode dick. "HERE IT CUMS, CUNT.... SHOOT AS YOU EAT YOUR LUNCH.... YEA... SUCK!" I felt wave after wave of mangoo fill his mouth as he began to shake with the force of his own cum. Wads were flying all over his dress pants but he didn't care, he was busy worshipping Daddy's special flavor.