Gay Erotic Stories

I fantasize about you - rubbing your thick meaty pecs, squeezing those huge arms and massive thighs. Slowly turning you on, and then you slowly lose control, holding my head between your pecs as you bounce your huge slabs of muscle, squeezing me so tight I have trouble breathing, pushing me to the floor, straddling me, sitting on my chest and slapping my face with your cock.

I try and fight you off, struggle against you, feel how strong you are, how powerful your muscles are. Your huge muscular thighs, your firm muscular ass, thick muscular chest, your gigantic muscular arms flexing as you slap my face and tease me with your muscular cock.

You decide to play with me - tease me a bit more. You slide down so your cock is level with mine, then you lie down, pinning my hands above my head and grind your cock against mine. You taunt me, “come-on little boy, fight against me, show me how strong you are. Is that the best you can do?” You pull my hands together and hold them with one of your hands, as the other hand moves down my side, and in next to our cocks. “Think you are tough little man?” You grab my cock and squeeze hard. “Call that a cock?” You laugh. You bring your hand back up and both your hands hold my wrists again, you pull my hands apart and drag one down till it is level with our cocks. “Feel a real cock little man!” You pull my hand in between our cocks and wrap it round your pulsating tool, squeezing my hand over your cock. “Feel that boy? You’ll be feeling it later on!”

You roll off me and onto your back. “Come on little man - try to pin me while I am on my back.” I try. I leap on top of you and grab your hands and pin them above your head. I squeeze your chest with my legs. You laugh. “Try harder little boy!” I try and squeeze more, and you keep laughing. You push me off, and lunge at me, wrapping your arms and legs around my body. “Want to feel powerful legs? Want to really feel a squeeze?” You move so your legs are wrapped round my chest, and start to squeeze, a little at first, a steady pulse. “Feel that boy? Feel that raw power? Feel these massive muscular legs?” You squeeze harder, crushing me.

You release me, push me away, and stand up. You look down at me as you grab your cock and stroke it. “Enough play, little boy.” You release your cock and flex your arms, your chest, your legs; you make your pecs dance. “Time for the ride of your life! You ready? STAND UP!” I crawl to me feet. Still panting for breath. You strut towards me. Your hands reach behind me and grab my ass. You squeeze my ass cheeks, and pull me against your cock. You pull me closer as you push with your cock, squashing my cock against yours. “Ready little man?”

You spin me round and hold my ass in front of your hard throbbing cock. You kick my feet apart. You pull me closer so my ass is pressed against the head of your massive cock. One hand slips in front and wraps around my cock, giving it a squeeze. You whisper in my ear “Your ass is mine”. Then with your other hand you push my head down while holding my cock in place, exposing my hole to your dick. And you slam into me, all the way to the balls. I scream, and you laugh some more. “Little man - this is just the beginning.” And then your hands slide until they are holding each side of my hips, and you start to pump, and pump--hard long fast strokes driving your cock into my ass. You are relentless as you plough my ass. Harder faster; long strokes driving into my tight hole. You show no mercy, a stud driven by the need to show his raw power, his brute strength, his domination of all others.

You finally have one long hard drive, and then push me to the floor. You roll me over with your feet and let buckets of cum stream all over my face and body. You swirl it round my chest and stomach with your feet.

“So little man - you ready for round two?”