Gay Erotic Stories

He got me in a head-lock and all of a sudden I found my mouth full of sweaty hair. The smell and taste of him was pungent and strong. He tightened the hold and told me to "lick it." His sweaty hair was already in my mouth but I started licking anyway. His armpit was bushy and I had a lot of sweaty hair to lick and suck on, and the smell and taste of him flooded over my tongue. We had really worked up a sweat wrestling around, but this was the last thing I ever expected.

Jason and I had been good friends since junior high, and many times we had spent the night at each other's homes. We were seniors now, and Jason was one the hottest guys in our class. He was about 5'10" and very good looking with black hair and sky blue eyes. I was as tall as he, and we both weighed about 155 lbs, but I was a dirty dishwater blonde with green eyes. We both were on the swimming team. His winning smile and gleaming white teeth (plus the black hair that swept across his forehead), combined with his popularity, enabled him to date any girl in our high school. We had even double dated a few times and I had heard the moans of his date in the back car of my car while, I'm sure, he also saw me having sex with my date. We talked about sex all the time, but we had never fooled around with each other. Sometimes a joke was made when one of us had a hard-on, but that's about it.

I had felt Jason's body heat a lot of times and was well accustomed to his sweaty smell because of knowing him so well. But, this was a first - my face buried in his armpit with my tongue touching his hair. And when I took a clump of his sweaty underarm hair in my mouth, did he not release the head-lock. Instead he started moving his pit around, smearing the sweat all over my face. My eyes stung from the sweat and the hair tickled my nose. When I could no longer get any air and was only breathing in his sweat smell, I started using my hands to push him away. Anything I tried to say was muffled by his armpit. As I struggled to free myself, I couldn't help but feel the bulge in his jock strap rubbing up against me.

He said again, "Lick It, Matt." He loosened his hold a bit so i got some air and I started sucking the soaked silky hairs into my mouth. After a short while, I realized that his sweaty smell didn't bother me at all. After all, I had smelled him before a lot of times, just never this close up and personal.

I remembered the first time I saw him naked, that his black underarm and crotch hair made him look real sexy and masculine. And now, older, he had developed a fine soft coating of black hair across his upper chest. He would goad me about that because my chest was still smooth. Except for my chest, we have about the same amount of body hair. He lords it over me another way, in that he is always quick to point out that his cock is larger than mine. I hate that. But it is true. When he comes walking out of the showers, his cock hangs eight inches down in between his legs! The entire swim team is aware of this and many make snide remarks about the large bulge in his trunks during a practice or at competition. Every single one of them is jealous because Jason has the biggest dick in the school.

Now he's got my face all smeared in sweat and he releases me from his grip, runs his fingers through his armpit and sticks them in his mouth. He gets that silly grin on his face and does it again; only this time shoves his fingers into my mouth. Even though his pit is bathed with my salvia, I taste his sweat again and yell out, "Yeah Fucker, And You Stink." He laughs and pushes me back onto the bed and sits down beside me. "Hey Matt, you like my taste?" he asks. I don't answer right away but then said, "It's okay man, but I wouldn’t do it to anyone else.” He pushed me back on the bed and pulled my arms up above my head, and leaning down he runs his tongue across my pit. I got to say, the feeling was awesome. No one had ever licked my underarm hair before and I found it exciting and sexual. With his body lying across mine and his tongue licking the sweaty hair under my arm, I could feel my cock starting to get hard. And I could feel his cock growing larger also as it pressed into me. When he pulled out, his face was smeared and it smelled like my sweat. Two horny teenagers getting hard licking sweaty hair; who would have thought! "Matt, Strip Down," he said, and immediately starting peeling off his jock.

We were both rock-hard. He looked into my eyes and reached over and took hold of my ridged meat at the base of my shaft. Just looking back at him and without saying a word, I grasped his huge cock and tried to get my hand around his shaft. It was too thick. It was sticking straight up now, throbbing against his stomach and reaching pass his navel. This was the first time I had ever seen him hard and was amazed at the shear size of it. I swear it must have been at least ten or eleven inches in length with the thickness of my wrist. His enormous thick mushroom head was the size of my closed fist. Now I knew why his dates always moaned so loudly in the back seat of the car. He had often told me that the girls had a hard time taking him all the way inside their bodies, but I thought he was joking around, just once again letting me know that he had the bigger dick. He had also told me that no girl could ever take him down her throat. Now I see why!

We sat there for a while, slowly stroking each other's meat, moaning with our eyes closed. The heat from his throbbing gigantic cock radiated through my partially closed hand and I could feel the pre-cum leaking from his piss slit. The whole room was beginning to smell like sweat and cum. We were both nervous and sweating like two teenage pigs and the smell of his sweaty armpits was turning me on a lot. He pulled my hand away and asked it I had ever gone down on another guy.

I looked at him and honestly said No. I knew what he was driving at, and told my best friend that his cock was just to large but I was willing to try as long as he did me and we both swear never to tell anyone. We moved into the 69 position and I took that huge mushroom head inside my mouth. God, it felt so hard and spongy, I had to stretch my mouth wide open to fit the head inside. I couldn't move my tongue around it so just felt the tip and tasted pre-cum for the first time. He began rocking his hips gently back and forth, trying to get deeper inside each time. The more he fed it into my mouth, the closer my nose got to his crotch hair. His black pubic bush was a massive triangle of thick and curly hair, and his crotch sweat produced a real strong masculine odor. The closer my face got to his crotch, the more I liked that rich pungent smell.

He was taking my cock to the back of his throat each time and the feeling was awesome. Meanwhile I tried taking more of his but couldn't get pass my gag reflex and gagged when his hit the back of my throat. When I had as much as I could take, I could still see his crotch hair a good six inches in front of my face. It was so hard I knew it wouldn't bend to get down inside my throat so I started using my hand to jerk the bottom part of his shaft. He, however, had no difficulty taking my cock all the way to my pubes. I have about seven inches, not as thick as his, and could feel each time he took me into his throat. Awesome to feel that!

When he had me fully inside his throat, he would moan into my crotch hair and move his face around as much as he could. I pulled off his stiff rod and told him to stop because I was getting to close and didn't want to go over the edge. He merely tightened his lips and gasp me harder and started sucking me for all he was worth until I exploded in his throat, shooting load after load directly into his stomach. He sucked every last drop out of my balls. On the last shot, he pulled back some and let my cum flood over his tongue.

When he looked at me, I giggled at the sight of my cum running out of the corners of his mouth, proud that my load was to much for him to swallow. I lay back on the bed, exhausted, my body sweating profusely, and could feel the sweat dripping down my sides from my armpits. He moved on top of me and began licking and sucking the sweaty hair under my arms again. "Matt", he said, "I love tour raunchy masculine smell, can't get enough of your hair in my mouth."

I just laid there, my chest heaving up and down, trying to regain my composure. He would bath my underarm hair with his tongue, sucking the sweat into his mouth until he had enough to swallow and I heard him gulp it down. He was hornier than ever, sat back on his ankles with that monster cock still sticking out rock-hard and said, "My turn, now."

He put his hand on my ass and said, "I want this, and I want it now."

There was no way! Yes, I liked his good looks and body build, and Yes, I liked his smell and licking his sweaty underarm hair, but this was a horse of a different color. Nothing had ever been up my ass before. And fully realizing how enormous his cock was, I figured there was no way that monster could ever fit inside my ass, let alone fuck me with it. He could tear me open and rip my ass apart with that thing, not to mention what he might rupture once he got inside my body. I was shaking my head and wondering how I could get out of this.

He had just spent ten minutes giving me the most awesome blow job of my life and now I had to figure out a way of saying no without hurting his feelings or getting him mad at me. He jumped me and started kissing my mouth, sticking his wet tongue into my throat. He had me, and I started kissing him back. His sweat smell was overwhelming and I actually wanted to bury my mouth and nose in his hairy pits again and drink it in. My cock was getting hard again as we kissed.

"Please Matt, please." His cock was already rubbing in between my ass cheeks and I was getting hot and horny again. "You promise to go real slow, gentle and easy", I asked. He gave me that silly smile and grin again, leaning down to kiss me and said, "If there is any pain that you can’t handle, we’ll stop the second it starts to hurt.” With that assurance, I reluctantly agreed and asked him what he wanted me to do.

He said, "Get on your back; I want to be looking into your eyes." He put both pillows under the small of my back, spread my legs, and immediately started licking around my pink puckered ass hole. He looked up and said, "Jesus, Matt, you have more hair at your hole than I do; I thought blondes didn’t get much hair back there.”

I laughed nervously, that knowing how to respond. He was getting my hole all wet now and I felt his stiff tongue probing at the entrance. I moaned out loudly when his tongue penetrated my ass, his tongue making me wiggle my butt around trying to get more of that hot wet appendage inside me. The feeling was incredible and he made me want more. While he worked his tongue inside me, his hands moved up and began twisting and pulling on my nipples, rolling the nubs around between his thumb and forefinger. I reeled in pain and pleasure and noticed pre-cum oozing from the tip of my dick. My nipples were on fire and my hole was begging for more - something bigger, longer and thicker. I was rotating my ass all around his talented tongue as he probed deeper and deeper inside. I was in another world, lust and desire had taken me to a different planet, and he was making me want him to fuck me. My moaning was at fever pitch, my nipples were screaming, my ass was demanding more, and then it happened. I heard myself whispering, "Jason, fuck me." I had completely forgotten about the size of that monster weapon he carried between his legs, I only felt I had to have something inside me now. Anything. Everything. That's all he needed to hear.

He began kissing me again, this time trying to probe his tongue into my throat and I was kissing him back passionately. I could feel his gigantic cock rubbing up and down my stomach, smearing my belly with pre-cum. As it dried, it made the hair sticky and matted against my skin. I was in ecstasy, concentrating on his kisses and feeling his gorgeous body rubbing against me, that I failed to notice he had looped my wrists with two silk ties and secured them to the corners of the bed posts. I didn't care, just as long as he kept making me feel so good by licking my armpits and rubbing his body against mine. He asked me if this was my first time and I nodded my head up and down. He reached over into the drawer of the nightstand and brought out a tube of lubricant, KY I believe.

"I have to get you ready then,” he said, and began rubbing the ointment over the surface of my hole. It felt cold, but good. I moaned out when I felt him insert a finger into my ass and tried working my ass to get it deeper in me. With the palm of his hand against my cheeks, he started moving the finger all around inside me.

"Oh yeah, man", I moaned, "Keep doing that, feels so good." I winched somewhat when he stuck a second finger inside me but made no effort to stop him. It was really feeling good now and my ass began to rotate on his fingers. I moaned again when he spread his fingers apart and started moving them around, stretching me. When he put a third finger inside, I felt a twinge of pain, but it was a good pain and I didn't want him to stop. He started finger fucking me with three fingers and each time he would open them up and stretch my insides some more. The incredible feeling was so awesome that by this time I was moaning continuously. The twinge of pain I had felt was completely gone now, and my body rocked to the pleasure of his finger fucking. Every now and then he would bring his mouth into my underarms again and use his tongue like an animal at a salt lick. My ass, meanwhile, felt greasy and hot and his three fingers slid easily inside me. Every now and then he would rub against something inside me that made my dick twitch and jerk and release a flow of pre-cum. He did this so many times that eventually my cock was coated. I was so hot and horny by then that I started begging to be fucked. I told him I wanted him, wanted him inside me, and wanted to feel his dick moving in me. And I wanted it bad.

Then he spread my legs up on his shoulders and positioned his cock at my hot greasy asshole. He told me to bear down, that it would be easier. When I did that, he leaned forward into me and started pushing his cock against the muscle protecting my insides. I felt my sphincter spreading and stretching open beyond its limits, and I screamed out in pain when his enormous mushroom head penetrated and lodged itself inside me. Tears came into my eyes, my arms suddenly jerked against the ties, and I screamed for him to stop. He gave me a stupid ass grin and took his jock strap off the floor and stuffed it in my mouth. I could see some black curly hairs stuck in the fabric, and it was still damp and smelled like crotch sweat mixed with cum and piss. I gagged as he stuffed it to the back of my throat, effectively muffling anything I might want to say. The pain had become a dull ache now, as my body adjusted around the huge invader.

He licked sweat off the matted hair on my forehead, and while kissing me again, pushed more of that monster weapon inside me. The pain returned, a burning hot searing sensation that made every nerve ending in my ass scream out in agony. I was jerking my arms trying to free myself so I could push him off me. However, I was securely tied, and He Knew It. I felt my body start getting real sweaty again, as if my armpits were pumping out sweat. He liked that and leaned down to bathe his tongue in my sweaty underarm hair. Smelling me. Licking me. Sucking the sweat off the thick bush under my arms.

He would pull the hairs and hold them in his teeth until I felt they might be ripped out. He moved his cock further up inside me, spreading and stretching new territory. I screamed into the fifty damp jock strap every time he drove it an inch deeper inside my body. He took his time, I think relishing in my torment. I was tied helpless, unable to prevent what was happening to me. The pain was unbearable and I could tell by the pleasure his cock was giving him that this was not going to end very soon. I struggled, jerking my arms and shouting into the jock, throwing my head back and forth trying to convey the pain I was in, but I knew there was no way he was going to end this torture.

This sadistic side of him I had never seen before. He was actually enjoying what he was doing. Through my burred vision I looked down to see how much more I still had to take. To my horror, I saw this huge monster log sticking out of my ass, a good eight inches between me and his crotch hair. I dropped my head back down, knowing it was impossible to get that entire immense shaft inside my body. My body glistened with sweat, I could feel sweat dripping from my armpits down my sides. And a pool of sweat had gathered in the center of my chest. He had stopped pushing and the pain returned to a dull ache again and my breathing was returning to normal.

But then he started pushing again, and the hot searing pain shot through my rectum like strong bolts of electricity. My head jerked and my body shuddered. I was panting into the jock, biting the fabric and trying hard to hold back the tears. After what seemed like an eternity of severe pain, then a rest, then the pain again, and then a rest, I finally felt the massive triangle of his pubes press into my ass.

I looked down and saw my ass completely covered with black, thick and curly, crotch hair. That huge monster log was all the way inside my body and I gave a great sigh of relief. My rectum was filled to capacity, stretched, with a great feeling of pressure inside me. I didn't dare move a muscle for fear the terrible pain would return. He made it twitch a few times just to see the expression of my face. I could actually feel his heart beat deep inside my body. My body was already soaked in sweat when he leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Good boy, now the fuck can begin."