Gay Erotic Stories

J & RITCHIE IN CHAINS THE FOLLOWING IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION AND IN NO WAY IS INTENDED TO SUGGEST ANYTHING ABOUT THE SEXUALITY OF THE PEOPLE INCLUDED WITHIN. NOW FOR THE GOOD STUFF… My mind was racing, the blood was pulsating through my body as I neared the second door in the corridor. Just a few moments ago I had witnessed the dark Sean from boy-band Five beat himself to a wild ejaculation that I had only dreamed of experiencing. Now, as I moved to the next door in Five’s private quarters, I was hoping that I would see even a fraction of what I had just watched. The door was marked ‘J & Ritchie’, and there was a cover on the keyhole preventing my spying inside. Not to be deterred I noticed that above the door a small ventilation window was slightly open. I found a chair nearby which I assume was for one of Five’s curiously absent bodyguards, and I quietly stood up on the chair and peered through the window pane into the room behind. J has always seemed to me to be the member of Five most likely to be into the more kinky side of sex, with his pierced eyebrow and defined muscles, he’s also the oldest member of Five and I suspect that he’s been around the block a few times. On the other hand there’s Ritchie, the blond haired twink of Five, who’s boyish looks and bright blue eyes have always sent my dick soaring. So I was intrigued at their sharing a room when they seem so different, and it was as I looked through the glass into their room, that I realised the appeal to them. There was a large double bed with ruffled velvet sheets and standing by it was J, wearing a pair of tight black leather shorts that clung to his buttocks so closely it was hard to tell where his skin ended and the shorts began. He was holding a thick piece of plastic, at least twelve inches long, with a rounded tip. His eye-ring twinkled in the light and as he moved to the other side of the bed, I was amazed to see that Ritchie was tied with his hands bound to the headboard and his feet to the end of the bed absolutely naked. He wore a leather blindfold matching J’s shorts and I could see his erect dick standing straight in the air a good ten inches. It was perfectly formed, long yet with a strong girth and a light pink colouring and strands of wavy blond hair around the crotch. J leaned over and ran his plastic pole down the middle of Ritchie’s chest. “Aaahhh”, Ritchie groaned as the plastic rod touched his smooth skin and he arched his back. J began to tug on his stiffening dick through his leather shorts with one hand, whilst running the rod over Ritchie. With the blindfold on, Ritchie could only feel the movement of the cool plastic as it danced across his chest. He slithered around on the bed, desperate to grab his cock and relieve some of the tension that consumed him, but with his hands chained to the headboard railing he only managed to stretch himself out and that just made him yearn for more relief. My gaze was focused on J, who removed his leather pouch with his spare hand and never stopping his toying with Ritchie. J strode to the end of the bed, holding a twelve inch plastic tool in one hand, and his own eleven inch tool in the other. and knelt of the edge of the sheets, towering over the helpless Ritchie. “J, do it”, he begged, and I could see that this was not the first time these two had been together like this. “You want it Rich?” J asked, and as he did so, he took the plastic rod and rubbed in at the opening to Ritchie’s tight pink arse. “Ohh”, Ritchie wailed, “You know I do, do it J, do it now”. J eased the pole inside Ritchie’s hole inch by inch, and at the same time started to jerk himself off. As he rammed Ritchie with the plastic dildo harder and harder, he yanked himself more and more. Ritchie could only lie on the bed, squirming around as he felt the rod piercing his body. Then J exploded onto him, and J’s juice splattered Ritchie’s chest. “Oh yeah”, said J, as he kept the rhythm with the dildo behind his back and mounted Ritchie’s slender upright cock. “Yes”, Ritchie yelped as he felt himself enter J’s big ass. He began pumping up and down into J as J continued to pump him with the plastic pole. With all the excitement built up in him, it didn’t take long before Ritchie gasped and shot his load into J’s butt. At the same time J gave the rod a final thrust into Ritchie and the two of them screamed in joy before collapsing on top of one another. J matched his arms and legs to Ritchie’s and the two of them lay there on one another, heaving in pleasure. I pulled back from the window I had used to watch all of this and climbed down off the chair. My trousers were now wet with pre-cum and I was amazed I had been able to hold it all in after that show. I guess in the back of my mind a little voice was saying, “the best is yet to come”. I didn’t want to wait for the best, and moved down to the final door in the corridor – ‘Abs and Scott’. TO BE CONTINUED…