Gay Erotic Stories

I met my lover's geek of a brother Chuck and his wife Marge. She was almost like the Dingbat (Edith Bunker in All in the Family played by Jean Stapleton). He was fat and didn’t really resemble my other half. Mainly his hair was wavier to straight rather than kind of curly and he was fatter than my lover would ever get. Chuck did look good to me, because bears are attractive, with two glaring exceptions: he was a hetero breeder and he had long nails that were a lot more appropriate on women but his being a three-legged woman( a heterosexual male) made it appropriate.

They had arrived in a borrowed motor home, completely unannounced and acted like we were some motel or trailer park. He also wanted us to help him wash it. My lover and I thought it was some gall but I hooked up the hose-brush I used for washing the car and gave it a series of swipes along with some stray sprays to him. "Sorry" I said but not really meaning it.

That night they went to sleep in the camper after he said he wouldn’t sleep in the house because we had two cats there. He was such an asshole that he thought all pets should be outdoors.

The next day he wanted to take the rig in to get the muffler fixed. I went with him to navigate to the muffler shop. The chain muffler shop wanted to fit the rig with dual exhaust and some more extras. Chuck said he'd think about it. We piled back in and pulled out. We then parked, to my curiosity, on a seldom traveled side road.

"Come on in back" he said as he left the driver’s seat.

"What?” I asked.

"Come on, I won’t bite" he said with a come-on gesture with a less than masculine finger. I was on my guard and kept an eye on him as well as prepared to beat the crap out of his bloated ass if he attacked me. He then began stripping. I was figuring if he wanted to suck my cock that he'd simply kneel and do it.

"My ass itches and there's only one way to scratch it," he said, pointing to my crotch with a long-nailed finger which didn't turn me on. The idea of proving the already obvious fact that I'm much more a man than he ever was or would ever be did turn me on and I hadn't had a piece of ass in a while since the week before when my lover bitched about my superior size in his mouth.

I dropped my pants while he found some K-Y in a nightstand drawer by the double bed in back. I let him suck my dick hard for a while, while admiring my recently bitten fingernails which give men wood. He then kissed my dick and handed me the K-Y which I smeared on it while he lay on his stomach. I mounted him and entered him. He winced and said I was more a man than most others who fucked him. I hilted myself and fucked him in such a way as to minimize rocking the camper. It took a while although he liked it and I finally came in his fat ass. He was an average piece of ass and I had a decent orgasm up it although I've fucked better asses.

He appreciated me leaving it in and told me he liked getting fucked by someone as manly as I am instead of some of the hustlers and secret friends back home he paid to fuck him. I figured he wasn’t going to pay me which pissed me off because he paid those lesser fuckers. I pulled out of his ass and mentioned that I needed to wash my dick. I was about to pull up my pants and walk to the bathroom in hopes there was water in the tank and space in the holding tank, when he sat up and sucked my dick into his cunt mouth, sucked on it, then fellated me.

For someone who was supposedly straight he was a good cocksucker as well as surprising me by sucking a dick that had just been up an ass and drinking used beer. I was glad we never kissed and I'd never let some dirty cocksucker kiss me above the belt. As usual I wasn't able to cum by letting the cocksucker fellate me. I told him I'd have to fuck his mouth later. He asked me to let him drink any warm beer I might have so being the man I am I pissed in his dirty mouth while he drank it.

We went on to a gas station where a Mexican mechanic with masculine bitten nails tried his hand at it. I would have enjoyed that man jacking me off into Chuck's mouth. I walked the four blocks home to tell my lover and Marge what was happening.

A couple of hours later Chuck returned with a pissed expression on his cunt-mouthed face and said one of the exhaust manifold bolts had frozen and broke off. It was a couple of days later under a tree in a nearby overgrown vacant field that I let Chuck suck my cock and then I fucked his mouth standing up and finally got my rocks off in it, then gave him another drink. I expected him to want to rim me even though I had eaten beans the night before but he didn’t.

It turned out to be appropriate after all that Chuck had long fingernails rather than the well-bitten ones of us masculine top men.