Gay Erotic Stories

I had to admit having been fucked by a big black guy was more than I thought possible. Leroy was just up from a small town in the south but he had found “Places” a hot gay bar on the west side of town and when he walked into the bar he had chosen me as the person he wanted to go home with. Man that was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. After we had spent a few minutes chatting at the bar he came right out and told me that the one thing he had wanted to do since he got on the bus was to meet someone go home with them and fuck. Now Leroy was not your everyday run of the mill type of gay man. He was a black handsome big cock strong man in his early twenties and when it came to fucking he was one of the best that I had ever run across. Once we had left the bar and reached my house he was out of his clothes in the matter of seconds. When I saw the size of his cock I almost fainted but knew that it was something that I wanted to try to accommodate. Soft it must have been close to nine inches and about the size of my wrist. When he got hard I have no idea how large it was but when he pressed the head of his cock against the lips of my asshole all I could was hang on and prey that he did not do me harm.

It took him about thirty minutes to get the head of his cock into my ass hole. He ended up using three fingers to open me up and even then when he removed his fingers from my ass and pushed the head of his cock into me there was white lighting pain. Leroy did not smell like other men; he did not look like other men and after he finished fucking me I knew he did not fuck like other men. The entire time he was fucking me I kept thinking about being a slave owner and he was my propriety. Since I own him I could tell him what to do to the master and I was willing to tell him lots of things to do to me. I made him lay flat on his back with his cock pointing straight up into the air and I placed my feet on either side of his body and lowered myself onto the head of his cock.

I took my time in sliding down on the entire head and shift of his engorged shaft. It stretched me to the point that I thought that I was going to rip open but I managed to take it all. I made him put my legs up on his shoulders and enter me from the back. I remembered looking into his brown almost black eyes and seeing his pearly white teeth showing as he went further and further into me. Then he began to hiss and his hissing became louder and louder the further his cock went up into my asshole. He pounded me for all he was worth and never before had I felt so much cock slam against the lining of my asshole. When he had his first orgasm he pulled out of me and let it run onto the bed. The second and third time he removed his cock and stuck his fingers up my ass and played up inside of me taking my cock into his hot wet mouth and forcing the cum to shoot out of me like an exploding cannon.

He drank every bit of my cum; licking his big fleshy lips asking for more. Now I know I had this fantasy about being the master of this slave being fucked in the big house but the truth be known he was in complete control of everything that happened. At one point when I was sliding down on his cock while he was on his back he reached up and pull down on the top of my shoulders causing me to go down further than I wanted. I thought that his cock was going to fly out of my mouth as I fought for air. Leroy fucked me for the rest of the night and the following morning when I made my way to the bathroom I knew that it was going to take me days to get over having him opened me so many times that evening.

I took a shower and so did he. He loved the showerheads in the shower and he even pulled me into the shower and worked off his morning piss hard off up inside of me. Then we went into the kitchen to have some breakfast. I found out that he had to leave his home because his family would have nothing to do with a gay person on their farm. They thought that God would punish any gay person because they were bound to go to hell for having sex with another man. Leroy had been caught with his cock up the ass of Rev. Matthews when the good Reverend came by to check on Leroy’s father. His father had taken ill and the good Reverend had come to prey for him. After praying he had hung around for a glass of lemonade and Leroy just happened to be in the house. The good reverend made up some type of excuse to get Leroy out into the barn. Well one thing lead to another and they ended up having sex.

Leroy’s sister Ely was the one who came upon them and when she saw Leroy’s cock rammed up inside of the Reverend’s ass she ran shouting at the top of her lungs that Leroy had the Reverend down on his knees with his cock up his ass. Part of the problem was that she had never seen such a big cock and it was attached to her brother’s body. If she had taken the time to see the smile on the Rev. Matthews face she would have known that he was in seventh heaven riding on to glory being fucked by Leroy. Rev Matthews got out of it by saying that he fell and the next thing he knew Leroy had pulled down his pants and taken advantage of him. Every young horny boy in the county was fucking good ole Rev. Matthews; he had heard that Leroy had a big cock so he had made it a point to sample it. The problem was he never thought in a million years they would get caught.

Things might have blown over if Rev. Matthews had not preached from the pulpit the following Sunday about men sleeping with men and how it was a sin. He did it all to give himself a cover but poor Leroy found that he was in the middle of mess. His family was not forgiving so he did what he had to do he packed his bag, got on the Greyhound bus and headed for the big city up north. Leroy had heard that there were men in the big city who were willing to have sex with men and they did not think that it was a sin. When Leroy got off the bus at the bus station he went into the bathroom and found that there were men wanting to have sex but he asked them to give him the name of a gay bar where he could go and have a drink. I listen to his story and all the time I was trying to think of who might hang out at the bus station and knew of “Places”. I was thankful for the person who had sent him to the bar but my body was going to take a few days to recover.

Leroy’s story was like that of so many young gay men. They were forced to leave the only places that they knew because people were not willing to try to understand that being gay was not a sin. He created another problem too, where was he going to stay? He had no job and very little money. I knew that if the word got around that he had a huge cock every Tom, Dick and Harry would use him in the gay community. Since he had chosen me to have sex with I felt that he had in some way become my responsibility. Looking at the clothes he had on I knew the first thing I had to do was take him shopping. The second thing I had to do was let him know that it was ok for him to stay with me only until he found a job and was able to move out on his own. I also wanted to tell him that he would not be able to fuck me every time he got a hard on because my body just could not take the abuse.

We spent the entire day shopping. Leroy was like a kid in a candy store. Some of the places I took him had gay sales staff and they almost fell over looking at him. Before the day was over I must admit that I had enjoyed having him around; I had called into my office and told my sectary that I had unexpected company to arrive in town and that I was going to take the day off. I asked her to move all my appointments for Friday to the first of next week. Susan had worked with me for several years and knew me better than most people. She knew that I did not have unexpected guest to arrive for a visit. It had to be another man that I was going out of my way for. She and all my friends were hoping that I would some day find that special person to give my heart to because they knew that deep down inside I really wanted a relationship. Laughter came easy with Leroy in addition he was attentive to me. It was like he had a second sense when it came to responding to me. We had lunch at one of my favorite restaurants, we walked along the river, we told each other things that I’m sure he had never told another human being in his life. I did the same. We arrived back at my house feeling like new and wonderful friends had been made.

That evening I had Paulette prepare a simple dinner for two. Before we ate we had a swim and for the first time I really looked at his body. He was built like a black God with muscles in his stomach, legs and arms. He moved like a black panther and he swam like a fish. Since we were at my house we chose to swim in the nude and that’s when I really thought about being a slaver owner. The water fell from his body like shinning drops of gold. When he walked across the patio his cock moved like it had a life of its own. I found myself getting hard just looking at him but knew that one of the things that we had discussed was that we would not indulge in sex. I turned my back to him as he approached and then he turned me around and kissed me deep and full.

“I know we said that we would not have sex but did that mean that we would not make love? You have shown me such a wonderful day and now I want to do what I know I am good at doing. I’m not that smart because I did not get much schooling but I learned how to make a man happy back at home.”

“Leroy I can’t tell you how much fun I had today. Being with you came so easy for me and doing the things we did was so much fun. I don’t know if you were aware of how I was watching you. You are so handsome that it made me feel special to even be in your company.”

“Hey I’m the one who should be telling you those things. You think I am handsome well you beat me hands down. I use to look at magazines just to see nice looking men. International Male was one magazine I found and I wore the pages out looking at the handsome men. I use to look at the ones in their underwear; get a hard on and have to rush out to the barn and jerk off. But I never thought in a million years that I would ever get the chance to have a real live man like you”.

“I think dinner is ready and the evening is young. Let’s go inside and have dinner.”

“Ok but I can’t promise you what is going to happen after dinner.”

We made our way inside and Paulette had set the table; the candles were lighted, and soft music was playing in the background. She had made one of her famous fish dishes with salad and we had plenty of chilled wine; before dinner was over the wine had gone to my head. I kept looking at Leroy across the table and feeling my asshole trying to close from the first fucking he had ever given me. I kept thinking why was it I felt so at ease with him? It was like I had known him all my life but I knew that he had just picked me out of many other men from the bar last night. I’m not one to believe in destiny but maybe just maybe…

We finished dinner and Leroy got up from his chair came over to me scooped me up in his strong arms and carried me to the bedroom. He removed the robe from my body and gently ran his lips down my stomach then onto my cock. Once my cock felt the heat of his mouth I came to full attention. All eight of my inches were pressing deep in the back of his throat. He began to move his head up and down on the entire shaft of my cock applying just the right amount of pressure. I closed my eyes and let the experience take hold. I felt it coming from the curling of my toes then the lifting of my stratum then my cum rushing through my cock exploding inside of his hot wet mouth. He had caused me to once again climax full and complete.

Without saying a word he spread my legs apart and placed his body between them. I enjoyed the feel of his weight upon me. He took my hands and raised them above my head planting a kiss upon my mouth. He forced his tongue inside my mouth and I could feel his cock beginning to rub against my leg. It grew larger and larger; I knew that in a very short time it would be as hard as a bat and he would want to open me once again. Mentally I was preparing myself for his entry because my body was still feeling his forced entry from the night and morning.

He continued to harden; I felt pre cum dripping from the lips of his cock he released my hands from above my head and began to apply pressure to my inner thighs with his legs. He managed to push my legs up so that he was able to lean into my body causing my legs to hit my chest and exposing my ass. Never touching his cock he moved his butt up in the air and came down hitting the lips of my ass like an arrow hits its target. I opened to him and he entered me deep and full. My ass muscles gripped him from the tip of his cock to his balls. He allowed me the opportunity to adjust to his entry; he did not move, he just held me there and I knew that at any moment he would start slowly at first then faster, faster, faster until he released his juices deep inside of me touching spots that I never knew were up inside of me.

His washing the lining of my ass was complete. All I could do was hang on and feel my body jerk in convulsions as I climaxed once again. This time my cum hit his chest and stomach causing our bodies to stick together. Leroy made no attempt to move but held me close until my body relaxed. I was spent and I knew that I would be finished until the next time he touched my body and I responded. He had sought me and found me; he had taken me to bed and had his way with me. He had made me shake, sweat moan and groan making me beg for mercy all under his powerful body. He had done what he had said he could do best.

I was angry with myself for having let Leroy take me the way he had. We promised each other that we would go slow and not share sexual joy with each other. There was something about the way he looked at me that caused me to respond. He was good at what he did and I would think about how he had learned the art of making love. While we were resting he began to tell me a story of how he first became interested in men. When he turned eighteen he was working for a man who had a small store in the town where he lived. Part of his job caused him to get quite dirty and he would shower before he left the job to return home. One afternoon while he was taking a shower his boss walked in on him.

His boss told him that if he did not do what he wanted then he would be fired. His boss took his cock into his mouth and for the first time in his life he had sex with another male. Then his boss forced him to go into the main house where he took him to his bedroom. He undressed and told Leroy that he wanted him to take his cock and fuck him in his ass. Leroy thought about not doing it but knew that if he did not his boss would find someone else to do his job. He did just what his boss told him to do. He felt for the first time the hot muscles of a man’s asshole and when he climaxed he knew that he enjoyed every minute of it. His boss made it a point to have him fuck him several times the following week. He taught him how to please a man but little did he know Leroy had always wanted to learn.

Once Leroy had become proficient with the skill of fucking his boss began pimping him out to his friends. Leroy was amazed at the number of men in the small town who were into having sex with another man with a big cock. His boss made arrangements with Leroy’s father to have him spend time living at his house so that Leroy was on call twenty four hours a day. There were times when all Leroy saw was a contentious line of men all using his body every way possible. He told me of the first time a man fucked him and how painful it had been. He was used so much his ass and cock were raw at times. He told me stories of men wanting to be beaten, fisted, pissed on all sort of sexual desires were issued out by him. Some of the men wanted to do the same to him but he refused and his boss fired him only to have him return to his parent’s home never to be able to tell what had happened to him. Rev. Matthews knew that Leroy had fucked men before so when he arrived at his home he knew just what he was looking for and Leroy was the man to do it.

Tears were running down Leroy’s face by the time he finished telling me his story. He reached over and pulled me to him asking me to do something that he wanted only me to do for him. I had no idea what he was talking about but when he placed his head into the pillow and spread his ass cheeks wide showing the pink of his asshole I knew what he wanted. I had never thought of fucking him but he reached back and took my cock handling it until it became hard then he placed the head of my cock to the lips of his ass and pushed back. I entered him; he relaxed and allowed me to ride him until I shot my cum deep inside of him. Once he felt my cum inside of him removed my cock from his asshole; turned and with all his strength pulled me to him saying, “You are very special to me and I want you to feel free to make love to me whenever you might have the desire” ” I am here to please you in any way possible”. I fell asleep holding him in my arms.

The next few days I became very aware of just how much Leroy meant to me. He had in his own way become part of my very being. I thought of him all the time. I felt him from his lovemaking. His smells were embedded into my brain along with the texture of his skin. I knew that it would be hard for me to get him out of my system so I approached him with a proposition. We would try to make a go of living together but that if either of us ever felt the need to move on then we would do so. Leroy has been with me for the last ten years and neither of us has ever thought about the proposition.

A Black Lover Copyright 2005 by Jay D. Berry