Gay Erotic Stories

I am 190cm tall and weigh just under 100kg. I have a 7” cut cock. None of this is typical of a cock pig. A slut that loves being fucked and sucking cocks. I don’t care. In the year since I sucked my first cock I have sucked hundreds of cocks and been fucked by hundreds of men. I have taken dildos, fruit, vegetables, kitchen items and, once when I was travelling, an aerosol deodorant can up my arse.

I have had orgies with young guys, old guys, black guys, white guys and Asian guys. In these orgies there was always more than one slut. There were five or six people and two or three of them were sluts and we all sucked cock and got fucked by the tops. The only person who knows about this side of my personality is me; and the first cock I ever sucked. He is a sixty year old phenomenon with a large cock – 9” at its very best and as thick as the deodorant can – and an amazing capacity for depravity. He is retired and wealthy and has been fucking me at least twice a week for the last year since I first sucked his dick at a nudist beach in Sydney.

For me, just one cock in a fuck session isn’t enough. At the very least, I need a large dildo or something similar to stick up may arse whilst I swallow cum. My first cock and I have had plenty of sessions with just the two of us but they are usually for the purposes of experimenting with how big a dildo or bottle or carrot I can take up my arse whilst I suck his dick.

The really exciting sessions are the times when there are more than one cock and I am the slut who satisfies them – hopefully over and over again. When there are other men involved they are organised by my first cock and they very rarely return a second time. Not because they aren’t satisfied, just because my first cock knows that I like experiencing different cocks and different flavours of cum.

Sometimes, a guy turns up who is just so good that we invite him back for an encore. The first time this happened was four months ago and it was a professional with a huge fat 10” cock and the fucking power of a mule. He kept at me for an hour or two and left me wanting more when he came in bucketloads on my face.

A second guy was an islander (a Tongan) with the thickest cock I have seen – as wide around as my fist – although, at 9” in length, he was far from the longest cock I had ever had. He also came in buckets after hours of fucking and sucking. He, in fact, came three times in twelve hours.

A third guy was simply the longest dick I had seen in my year of taking cock – 14”. He wasn’t the most energetic of fucks but the sheer size of the damn thing was exciting. It looked more like a horse’s dick than a man’s.

The common thing that all three of these guys was that they were prostitutes; men that were paid to fuck me. They were extremely professional. When we requested, they were able to supply a clean bill of health from any sexual disease and insisted I provide the same. When they came, they planted their seed deep into my arse or mouth.

When I talked about these sessions with my first cock, he agreed that the bareback sessions with the professionals with big cocks were the most exciting for him also. We hit on an idea to invite all three of them over for a night to fuck and suck me. As we started to plan the evening, I started to think that if three guys was exciting how good would ten be? What about 20?

We settled on 20 and decided that I could keep them going for a weekend before I was absolutely wrecked. So the plan was to pay 20 prostitutes for one weekend. They would each need a clean bill of health and the minimum cock size would be 9”. There would be no condoms, and I would not be able to take a break except to eat, drink, piss and shit. My first cock asked if I wanted to lay any ground rules for what the guys could do to me. When I thought about it for a while, I insisted that there was to be no shitting or pissing on me. I hadn’t even contemplated experimenting with this stuff and as we planned the weekend it sounded disgusting and didn’t excite me at all so I made sure that was part of the rules.

Everything else was fair game. My first cock had installed a fuck room in the basement of his beautiful house overlooking the harbour. It was huge with seven flat screen TV’s on the walls and video cameras filming everything that happened and playing them on the screens. The floor was tiled and heated. Any fittings covered in leather.

We had designed a fuck horse for me that I had used for the first time with the guy with the 14” cock. It was a simple enough design with a hole for my cock and balls – not so tight that it held them in place (and potentially made me cum) but large enough for me to lie flat and put my cock and balls into whilst I was being fucked or sucking dicks. The horse was tilted upward slightly so that my arse was at about the height of a normal man’s cock and was long enough to support my chest but allow freedom of movement for my head to suck more than one cock at the same time. It was covered in soft leather and made he hard just looking at it. When I lay on the horse, my legs just touched the floor and my hands hung either side.

The horse was perfect for when I was getting fucked from behind but we didn’t have anything to assist with being fucked from the front. My first cock purchased a leather sling with stirrups and wrist straps and with a leather structure that supported my body weight when I was lying face up. It was adjustable so that I could be raised as high in the air as required. The drawback was that I had to tilt my head back when I was in the sling and wanted to suck a cock.

His genius was having an extra sling designed so that a man could lay face down and be moved over my face and I could suck the cock without tilting my head right back. When you are going to be sucking and fucking for 48 hours, you need to make sure there is a way to do these things so that you don’t strain muscles. I didn’t want to have the whole thing in motion and then pull a muscle in my back and have to stop half way through. We discussed what would be needed to keep me going through a whole weekend of being fucked and sucking cocks. I would obviously have to be fit. So I started to train. We allowed three months for me to train and get in the best shape I had been in since I was a teenager. People at work commented how good I looked as the weekend approached. I wondered what they would think if they knew why I was making the effort – or how I would look on Wednesday when I returned to work (we allowed me two days to get over the weekend).

I also needed to make sure my arse and mouth were ready and so we continued to have our fuck and suck sessions with bigger and bigger toys and larger groups of men. In the meantime, my first cock started to line up the guys. It isn’t easy, even in Sydney, to get 20 blokes together for a single weekend that fitted our physical requirements. We agreed to pay each of them $2000 and they would be fed and supplied with cocaine and alcohol (plus amyl of course) for the weekend if they wanted it.

When the Friday arrived I went to the house at lunch time. I shaved myself completely from the neck down. I masturbated once or twice watching videos of some of my sessions in the house. I drank a few beers to calm my nerves. I went to the bath and performed my standard pre-fuck ritual of cleaning out my arse with a warm water enema.

Just before the guys were due to start arriving at 6pm I took a toot of coke to lift me. We had organised for the guys to be picked up in five different limos from five different limo companies. They would arrive 30 minutes apart and drive into the turn around area in the house before the guys got out. Neighbours may suspect what my first cock gets up to in his place but he doesn’t flaunt it in front of them. It just looked like a party and nobody could tell that the guests were all young men.

The guys were provided with drinks and things to eat when they turned up and they started talking to each other. I watched this via a camera from the basement. I noticed they eyed each other up. They all knew what was expected of them. They all knew they had big cocks and that they were going to be fucking one sick puppy for two days. You could tell they were all interested to see the size of each other’s dicks. Of course the horse knew he had everybody covered but he still eyed up the other guys as they stood around. Amazingly, every one of the twenty guys showed up on time and with their up to date physical clean bill of health. I guess it was an unusual enough proposal to spark all their interests. My clean bill of health was presented to each of them and, about 8.15 they all were led downstairs. I was waiting with a gown for them in the basement.

As I said, three of the guys had been there before but only the horse had seen the leather horse we had built and nobody had seen the sling. Everybody was impressed with our planning. The room had a fridge full of cold drinks and there was fruit (it was planned for eating but I guess it was always likely it might find its way into my arse at some point) and other things to eat. There were bottles of amyl and tubes of KY gel everywhere. My first cock was in charge. He ordered me to take off my robe. Some of the guys were a bit shocked that a big fit looking bloke like me might be a cock slut but if they needed any convincing, there were three guys who could tell them and they would have a weekend to find out for themselves.

My dick was hard when I took off the robe and I stood naked in front of them. No rules were discussed for the weekend – these had all been laid out in the discussions when they were booked. My first cock removed his clothes and told me to get on my knees and start sucking him off.

No matter how many times I see his cock, I am always hungry for it. Tonight it appeared bigger than usual as he was as excited about this venture as me. The atmosphere was odd. Not particularly sexual. The guys all had their clothes on and they were in an unfamiliar environment. There was some nervous conversation amongst them.

When I dived into my work sucking my first cock things started to loosen up. The guys started to take their clothes off without any instruction. It’s not easy to take a 9” cock to the back of your mouth and watch another 20 dicks the same size coming out of trousers all around the room at the same time.

I sucked his cock right down to the base and just lapped it up. As I got into the sucking, I began to forget the other guys. When I am sucking a cock, I get so turned on I focus on nothing else. I smiled up at my first cock and he smiled at me. He told me “You are going to get the fucking of your life this weekend my friend. We are here until Sunday night and nothing you do can change that. You will have cum all over your body, you will swallow gallons of it and you will take gallons of it up your arse”.

“And you will love every minute of it”.

I took his cock out of my mouth and said “Fuck me as hard and as often as you can. I love cock and I love cum. I want my arse broken and my mouth sore. I want gallons of cum in my arse and in my mouth”.

Now we were starting to get into it. One of the guys showed some real initiative and pushed my first cock out of the way and jammed his dick into my mouth. “Take this cock you slut”. I jumped on to his dick and started sucking for all I was worth.

Two guys came over either side of me and picked me up. I held on to the arse of the guy I was sucking and kept his beautiful cock in my mouth whilst the guys carried me over to the leather horse and put me down on it.

Without any warning at all, one of the guys jammed his dick up my arse and started fucking. I had rimmed myself with KY gel before we kicked off but this was still a shock to the system. Of course I couldn’t see the size of his cock as my head was buried in the pubic hair of the guy in front of me but it was one of the bigger ones there. He wasn’t much of a fuck stylist – he just rammed it in and started hammering away.

He also got the mood we had been hoping for – “Take this cock up your arse you slut. I’m going to blow my load up your boy cunt and then there are another twenty guys here who are going to do the same thing”.

Now we were cooking. I took the cock out of my mouth and screamed “Fuck me as hard and as long as you can. Give me your cum. I want to take all of your cum”. I took another toot on the amyl and got back into sucking the dick in front of me.

The guy fucking me went hard for about five minutes before he started to quiver and hold my arse more firmly. He shouted “Here is my cum you fucking pussy. Right up your arse”. That sent the guy I was sucking over the top and he blew down my throat. I didn’t miss a drop. I swallowed the lot like the cum-loving pig I am and held his arse with my hands until I felt his dick start to go soft.

The session on the leather horse went on for about six hours (we had it all on video and watched it over the time I spent recuperating after the weekend, so the time is pretty accurate). I took 15 guys up my arse and sucked off ten. The mood in the room was starting to change. The guys were relaxed and starting to want to hurt me with their cocks. The horse had been the second guy I sucked off and he now set himself to fuck my tender arse.

The first time he had fucked me he hadn’t been a very enthusiastic partner. He had gotten hard and fucked me and then left without much comment. This time, he was enjoying the company of the other guys and the drugs and booze and seemed to like the idea of fucking a rich guy (he had no reason to know the money wasn’t mine).

“Take this monster you fucking slut. I’m going to bust your arse wide open”. And he belted into me with his monster dick. He really pounded my arse and I confess that for the whole weekend the fuck was the one that I remember the most vividly because he hit depths in my arse nobody else could touch. It really hurt but I kept a cock in my mouth and just kept sucking and ignored the pain.

In time, the pain passed and the feeling of being a complete slut took over. It was a strange feeling. The pain actually increases the pleasure because you know you are just a fuck hole and you will be filled with this guy’s cum. I am a complete cum pig.

All of the guys had blown their load into either my arse or my mouth up until this point. When the horse was near blowing though he pulled out and shot all over my back. “Look at your back you fucking slut. You’re covered in my cum”. He then bent down and pulled my arse cheeks apart and looked at my arsehole.

“Hey guys, check this out. You could get a truck up this thing”. And at that moment it felt like he could. My first cock took his hand held video and zoomed in close on my arse at this point and when we looked at it later, I couldn’t believe the view. I felt like I could see all the way to China down my arse.

After six hours, my first cock presented me and the guys with his first surprise. A trick I had learned when being fucked bare back was to hold cum in my arse until I released it into a bowl. He ordered me lifted off the fuck horse and I stood up. I was so sore. I needed to stretch my arms and legs to get the circulation flowing again and then I noticed how sore my arse and mouth were.

We were only six hours into the weekend and I was feeling very sore already. 42 hours to go – how was I going to make it?

When I got the feeling back into my arms and legs, my first cock brought out a plastic container and put it on the ground behind me. I squatted down and, using a shitting motion, squirted out 15 loads of cum into the container. It took a while and I was cheered and clapped by the guys as I did it. There was enough cum to fill a ten ounce glass and it was a pretty good colour. I put one finger into the container and got a little bit of the cum and put it into my mouth.

My first cock said “We will keep it in the fridge in the meantime and continue to fill it up over the weekend. This is the drink that the slut will finish his weekend off with on Sunday night. Keep loading up the arse boys”.

I needed to take a piss and have a drink of water before we got started again. I also ate two apples and an orange. When I was ready to go again, I took a few toots of amyl and three guys helped me into the sling.

When I was strapped in, my legs were bent at the knees and pulled apart wider than my shoulders. My arms were out to the sides. With the quality of the design and the softness of the leather it was quite comfortable but I was under no illusions I could last six hours like this.

My Tongan friend was the first guy to step up to the sling. He walked around to where my head was and pulled my face towards his cock roughly and told me to get his monster cock hard because I was about to get my arse stretched even more. I had real trouble taking his cock in my mouth – it was so thick it hurt my mouth to open wide enough to fit it in.

When he rammed it into my throat I gagged and tried to pull my face away but he just held me there. I guess the last twelve months of rough fucking and sucking were just the right training for this sort of thing. A lot of guys may have retched but I controlled my gag reflex and took his cock.

After a couple of minutes of this rough sucking, he pulled his dick out and walked around to me arse. “Get ready slut. Here comes the thickest cock you’re ever going to have up your sloppy boy cunt”. And then he slammed his dick home. It took my breath away in the same fashion it had the first time he fucked me on his visit three months earlier. I loved it. With nothing in my mouth I could tell him just how much I loved having my arse stretched by his monster cock. And how much I wanted his cum up my arse. And how I hoped the fucking would just go on and on and on. I screamed “FUCK ME HARD. POUND MY BOY CUNT. TREAT ME LIKE THE SLUT THAT I AM”.

And he didn’t disappoint me. As I am writing this now, my cock is as hard as a rock just remembering the way that guy hammered his monster cock into me. The fucking went on for 30 minutes and when he was finally ready to cum, he shouted “Here I cum you fucking slut. And you’re not getting it up your arse. It’s going all over your stomach and chest”.

And he let fly with a massive spray of cum all over my body. I hoped that some might hit my mouth or chin so that I could lap it up but I wasn’t that lucky.

As soon as he finished another guy took his place and the procession commenced again. The extra factor with the sling was of course the blow job sling. With some effort the guys loaded somebody into the sling and then raised them up so he was lying parallel to the ground with his cock pointing downwards, through a leather strap.

The pulley allowed my first cock to then manoeuvre him over me so that the cock was immediately above my face. It was too awkward a position for him to be really enjoying it and his cock was only semi-hard as it waved in my face. I fixed that quick smart. As my first cock lowered his dick down to my face I was able to take it all in and had enough room to move my head back and forward on his cock until it became hard. It was hands free cock sucking – a particular favourite of mine. All the skill was in what I could do with my mouth.

He really started to get into it and the guys started to cheer and everybody wanted a go in the sling. The guy I was sucking said he felt like he was flying so the sling became the Superman sling. Everybody had had a turn in the Superman sling by Sunday night. The guy was told that when the guy was ready to blow he should tell my first cock who would raise him up just a few inches so that I could only take the tip of his cock in my mouth. I was like a starving man trying to keep the beautiful cock in my mouth as it was raised up away from me but that was not the intention of my first cock with this exercise. He wanted me covered in cum. So he kept the cock away far enough to blow its load all over my face – with a little hand help from him (or the guy himself if he wished).

So off we went. Everybody had a turn in the Superman sling and I had 20 loads of cum on my face. In the meantime, another 30 loads had covered my chest and stomach from guys fucking my arse.

The limit for time in the sling was about two hours before I needed to take a break – get some water and get the circulation back into my arms and legs before hopping back on board. Each time before I got out of the sling, my first cock would collect the cum that hadn’t dried out off my body and put it into the container.

One or two of the guys started to mutter that I should be able to do without the breaks but I allowed my first cock to look after me and give me the breaks when I needed them. In total I spent 12 hours in and out of the sling accumulating those 50 loads of cum.

So we were 18 hours into the weekend and I was really very tired. All of the guys were beginning to contemplate a sleep. We had placed an expensive foam rubber on the floor in the room similar to that used to make kindergartens safe for little kids and it was comfortable enough to sleep on when you were tired and drunk and had shot a couple of loads into some cum slut.

As the guys slept though, I was placed back on to the leather horse and my first cock introduced the first surprise for me that weekend. He had a truss made of leather that tied me on to the horse so that I couldn’t just get up if I wanted to. When I lay down, he fitted it and, although I was comfortable, I felt slightly ill at ease knowing I couldn’t stop the fucking if I needed a break.

We had a year of fucking behind us though so I trusted his instincts and went along with the truss. The fucking started again - and the sucking. I cannot describe each and every load of cum that I took over the next 18 hours but I got no break and had cock after cock up my arse and into my mouth. My only concession was that I was allowed to drink water through a straw and he set up a piss bowl beneath my cock if I needed it.

As this 18 hour shift was drawing to a close, the fucking and sucking was becoming a blur. One load emptied into me and another followed. I could see that most of the guys were sleeping and when a guy finished he often needed to wake another guy to take his place. My first cock was nowhere to be seen.

Then the mood changed again. I was just plain sore and tired. The guys were basically sick of fucking the same hole over and over again. I knew I wanted to finish the last twelve hours but it wasn’t going to be a pleasant experience. More cocks into an already worn out arse and a mouth that was so sore I wouldn’t be able to talk for a week.

One of the guys who was woken to take a turn fucking me was complaining that he had to fuck a hole that was too sloppy to keep him hard. “I could get my fist into this thing without a problem at all”. And that’s just what he did.

I had experimented with fisting previously but didn’t enjoy it very much and I really didn’t want to try it when I was feeling the way I was but my first cock wasn’t there to keep order and so the guy just got down on his hands and knees behind me and started working his hand into my arse. He was a slender guy with smaller features and his hand made it up to the wrist with a bit of squirming. I was too tired to cry out loudly but I asked him to stop.

He carried right on moving his hand around inside my arse. It started to feel OK. In fact, it felt pretty good. I had read about the idea of releasing gerbils into your arse and the movement being a turn on. I could now see why that could work.

I started to get into the guy fisting me. I told him “Push it further in and move it around. I love your fist up my arse”.

“I haven’t made a fist yet you slut. Try this”. And he closed his hand inside my arse. I could feel my cock get hard. This was a new grade of degradation. I was tied to a leather horse with a guy ramming his hand up my arse and I loved it.

“Give me more. Push it in further. Fist me you fucker”.

So he did. He started shouting to a few of the guys to wake up and check this out. “I’ve got my arm up to the elbow in this guy’s arse. I can feel all of your cum and this fucking slut is loving it”.

I really was. When the guys started to come over to look, they all wanted a turn feeling inside my arse. A few of them got turned on again and one guy forced his cock into my mouth for a blow job. The room started to vibe again. I was wriggling about as the hands went up my arse and swallowing fresh cum in my mouth. I was in heaven. I had my second wind and just wanted the degradation to continue.

“Treat me like a fucking pig. I am a slut who loves being fisted by 20 guys and sucking cock. FIST ME”.

This went on for an hour as every guy had a turn slamming his had up my arse. There was no pain. Again, I had that strange feeling where the pain excited me and being treated like a whore made me horny as hell.

I took another load of cum into my mouth and a new cock was placed in front of my face. It was only semi-hard but I took it in hungrily. As soon as I took it into my mouth, there was a warm liquid in my mouth. I tried to move my mouth away but he held my head tightly in place over his cock. The piss kept coming and coming and my only option was to drink it down.

I managed to keep most of it although I spilled the last little bit when he pulled out. Another guy, the Tongan, stepped forward. “You fucking slut. You spilled my friend’s piss. You are going to swallow my piss and not spill a drop you fucker”.

I could hardly believe the words came out of mouth but my response to this abuse was “Please piss in my mouth. I won’t spill a drop. I love taking anything from your cock”. He shouted “Check out this fucking slut. Now he wants to drink my piss”.

And I really did. I had totally lost any sense of self-esteem. My cock was rock hard and I begged these guys with their big beautiful cocks to piss in my mouth and stick their hands up my arse. I was loving being a total slave to anything they wanted to do with me.

And it went downhill from there. I had a cucumber that was 16” long shoved into my arse and left there. The guys pissed all over me. They actually picked up my own piss bucket from under the horse and tipped it on me from head to arse whilst the cucumber was sticking out of my arse.

I had no idea of time whilst this was going on. I was rock hard. I was a complete fucking pig. I wanted to be degraded in every possible way. I knew that there was film of me with guys pissing on me and a giant cucumber sticking out of my arse and I wanted more. I begged the guys to let me cum. My cock was so hard it hurt. The cum build-up was huge. Then my first cock appeared. I had forgotten about him completely. He was smiling at me and I smiled back. He knew the sort of pig I was – I had no idea how far I would go but he had planned the whole thing. He disappeared just when the guys were getting drunk and tired and bored and left them to do what they wanted. He knew I would never agree to this stuff up front but that when it happened, I would love it.

I am just one hungry boy cunt who wants men to fuck me and blow on me and fist me and piss on me and treat me like the sex garbage that I am.

He told the guys “Well, I assume you’ve all got another load left in you. We have an hour left in the weekend and I want this fucking slut to be covered in cum to finish off”. They unstrapped me and lifted me off the horse. When I tried to stand, I fell over. They helped me up again and I managed to stay upright this time. My cock was hard and I really wanted to shoot a load but my first cock said “Not yet. An hour to go and then you can let it go”.

He made me squat over the container and unload whatever cum was still up my arse from the fucking that seemed to have happened days ago.

Back into the sling I went and the guys stood around me and started to jack off. As somebody got ready to blow, he moved forward and shot all over my chest and neck. I tried desperately to get my mouth in the way of some of the precious cum and succeeded occasionally but it mostly just landed on my torso.

As each of the guys shot his load, he was told to dress and prepare to leave. Then my first cock brought out a large plastic container full of the cum remnants out of my arse and off my body over the weekend. He had it out of the fridge for a couple of hours so it was room temperature. As the last guy shot his load on to my body, he took the container and started tipping it into my mouth.

I lay with my head facing up towards the ceiling and he slowly poured what turned out to be more that a litre of cum into my mouth and over my head and neck. At the same time he wanked my throbbing cock and I finally let fly with the most amazing orgasm of my life. It went on and on and on. Some of the cum, we later saw from the film, actually, went over my head.

The film of me looking like a snowman with a thick layer of cum over my face surrounded by 20 blokes still gets me hard when I watch it. Immediately after I blew my load my first cock sent the guys off with a $200 tip each (and some amazing stories to tell).

When they had all gone and before he let me out of the sling he made me beg him to fuck me. “Oh please. You know me perfectly. Fuck me now and finish this perfect weekend. Please, please shove your beautiful cock up my arse”.

He didn’t last long. He blew his load up my arse in a couple of minutes and I squirmed and shouted as he came.

I will never try and take on something like this again but I discovered some things about myself that I wouldn’t have believed possible. I ended up taking the whole week off work and just going to the beach and sleeping. I could hardly talk. I had a form of lockjaw and my arse was a complete mess.

I have tried to understand my feelings and desires but it is extremely complex. When I meet them in the street, I do not get turned on by men and I don’t feel an affection for them in the same way I had for women in my past life but if you put a naked guy with a beautiful cock (and aren’t they all beautiful in their own way?) in front of me, I just want to take it into my mouth or arse and suck the cum out of it.

What does that make me? Am I gay? I assume so – but it is a halfway form of homosexuality that seems to begin and end with the male reproductive organ. I can’t love men in a traditional way but I love giving them pleasure. I guess I’m just a sick cock pig and there is nothing else to say about it.

I knew I was ready to go back to my normal life when I followed a young guy with a beautiful big cock into the bushes at the south end of the beach and gave him the best blow job of his life. That was Sunday afternoon (nearly seven days after the weekend finished) and I left the beach, went home and showered, fed myself, went to sleep and prepared for work the next day.