Gay Erotic Stories

Introduction: I would like to think that over the years I have picked up a keen knowledge of fetish sex, with kinky sex with mature lovers of both sexes being my stock in trade. Like so many I started just dating girls of my own age before meeting a wonderful man called Bill that help change and forge my ever increasing appetite for kink and fetish sex. Over the years I have found myself drifting towards older mature guys and Ladies rather than my own age, therefore it felt like second nature to have sex dates with my lovers being over sixty with no upper age limit.

In the beginning in my late teens I was always a top, older lovers seem to like being fucked by a younger attractive man and there seemed no shortage of would be lovers for me to fuck hard with my seven inch thick cock.

However Bill helped change that for me and turn me into a true versatile guy that enjoys his arse pussy being filled and stretched to ever increasing limits. I had experienced some role play, but mainly with other versatile guys, so could be bottom one minute and top the next; however I wondered what it would be like to be a bottom for a regular lover in a Dom & sub relationship. I have no problem with dressing for the right occasion, cross dressing being something that I enjoy for sex only, would never dream of wanted to be full time woman like some guys, however I always respect my lovers wishes and expect the same respect back. Large cigars will always be my number one fetish with smoking them and watching my lovers enjoying our wonderful smoke fetish. The site of a gorgeous mature lover smoking a large cigar always does the trick for me because once the cigars are fired into life my cock will never lay down without producing some wonderful tasty cum.

Chapter 1: The message

It was a normal Monday morning as I sat there in front of my pc watching a group of cigar men fucking and fisting each other like there was no tomorrow. I always liked to start the day with a coffee and large cigar when at home on holiday, it’s nice to be able to kick back, load my arse with a large toy, light up one of my favourite monster cigars and watch the guys fuck each other into the ground before shooting my hot wad. I never had much on this Monday morning so with time on my hands I had decided to see if I could finally stretch enough to fit one of my new toys completely into my pussy and then when fully plugged I would walk round the house on my six inch heels to see if I had finally master this new wonderful beast of a plug.

To be honest I had made a mistake with the measurements when I brought the new toy, therefore for the best part of a week I had been giving my pussy hell in order to make the bugger fit. Each day I had managed to ram in more, however the last and best bit had been a bastard to fit and we all know that a plug is not a plug unless it is fully inserted.

I took a huge drag from my cigar and inhaled the rich smoke deep into my lungs before relaxing my muscles for yet another go with my super black plug. I could feel the plug going deeper with my pussy stretching to new limits, however the last bit would still not go all the way in, however thus far it had been easier than my last attempt, so even though my anal muscles were putting up a good fight, it was only a matter of time before they wave the white flag and accept defeat at the hands of this wonderful plug. After a double pump on my cigar I lifted both feet off the ground and was only being held up by the plug, pushing like hell I could feel my arse pussy stretching for all it was worth before that wonderful feeling of pain and pleasure hit me like a punch as the plug found its new home.

I felt a mixture of pleasure, slight pain and pride that I had finally won the batter with my arse muscles. I can never get sick of the feeling of mastering a new toy, the pleasure running through my whole body was and is a wonderful experience that only a very skilled and experienced lover can help reproduce.

I stood up on my heels and started to walk very slowly to begin with round the room, the feeling again was wonderful and I was nicely surprised to see my cock at full attention as I left the room and walked with a slight strut on my six inch heels into the living room. The plug was rammed home so tight that I knew I would have to leave it in for a while before making a new effort of trying to push the bugger out, again this feeling was always wonderful, however because this was the largest toy I had managed to fit into my pussy I felt a bit of tension because I knew it was going to hurt like hell.

I did not want to waste the moment so I switched on my digital camera and took loads of pics and finally switch into movie mode because I needed to shoot loads of cum, the precum had been flowing already due to the size of the toy, so I knew I would be ready to blow my load at a drop of a hat.

My nipples were hard as I used the hand with the cigar to play with them and rubbed my cock with the other. It felt strange because I did not have to grip the toy tight like I normally did because the bastard was so large, however in a few minutes I shot my wad for all I was worth.

With the camera running I filmed myself eating my cum as I carried on smoking my large cigar. I knew that the time had come to push the monster back out, so with an effort that I had not needed before I pushed for all I was worth until finally the monster toy fell out of my gapping pussy and hit the floor with a large thud, god that felt so good, however I was sore, so I applied loads of cream to the lips of my pussy to help cool the fire I was feeling.

After I had regained my composure, I played the video back, I had to admit it looked good and I was really please that the lips of my pussy were even fully with a wonderful larger rose bud that I knew would send my on-line mate wild when they watch my latest offering to them.

I could never get sick of the feeling that my little home made movies gave so many loads of pleasure and I had made some wonderful knew friends over the last couple of years with my modest file sharing site. Guys and girls from around the world would mail me with their offerings and I would reciprocate with more and more. I took a few more shots of my pussy playing with my rose bud before I walked into the shower to wash away the sperm and lube before I did my normally Monday ritual of shaving my whole body.

I was not a hairy guy anyway, being fair there were only a few places where I had some small amounts of body hair; however I loved the shaven look and could never let my body go a week without seeing off the odd hair. I had been a county swimmer as a young man and still swam at a high level for my age, even my smoking fetish had not put pay to that, so it was natural for me to shave because like all swimmers knew it could cut tenths of seconds off my times in the pool and that could be the difference between first and last in a sprint.

I looked in the mirror to finish off my shave. Again being so fair my beard never grow that much, however I always shaved my face every day and my head a couple of times a week. I had no eye brows to speak of being so fair, thus I never had a need to touch them and thus far even though I was soon to be fort four, I had not suffered with excessive nose or ear hair like so many poor sods.

I checked my emails like I always did before leaving the house to meet my father for lunch at the local pub. I was nicely surprised to see a few from my sex contacts, talking about the usual and inserting their latest pics from a fresh shoot for me to pounder over for new ideas as well as the usual pleasure I received from them.

I did not recognise one of the mails in my spam folder, so thought I would just check in case it was important and it was a good job I did. A mutual friend had given my address to a guy from London with whom I had a lot in common with judging by the pictures the guy had sent in a nice little zip file.

The wording of the mail was to the point, if interested mail me. I judged the guy to be early sixties because of the tell tale signs, however he had a wonderful shaven body that guys half his age would die for. He was dressed in various fetish garbs from fem to hard core leather man and all with him smoking a large cigar, thus my mate had been right, he did interest me very much. I sent a reply to his email with a quick profile for him to read and of course a few pictures that I thought he would like.

After my pub lunch I returned home to find another load of emails from net friends who had been busy playing over the weekend. This time I had a reply from the guy in London in my in box, so I opened the mail and read with greater interest because the guy had written quite a lot about himself, all of which I find to be exactly on my wave length. There was a mobile phone number this time to call and I did not waste any time in texting the number to see if he was oaky to chat.

My cock started to stair in the usual manner when my mobile sprang into life with the London guy who was called Albert on the other end. We chatted for about one hour, the time seems to fly because it was like talking to me when it came to what we were into, I could not believe my luck and of course I agreed to visit him on the Friday, he said he would meet me at Liverpool Street station around lunch time, that way we could go for a drink first and then if we both agreed back to his place.

We chatted a couple of times more that week and exchanged videos of ourselves in action, I was in heaven at the size of his cock because he was a skilled pumper, however it was still very much in hard working order by the way he fucked his bottoms in the videos he sent me. Albert had told me he was really looking for a totally bottom however because we seem to click, he would like to see if me and if we hit it off we would become a regular attraction for his few special friends that came to his parties in his London flat. I packed some fetish gear into my overnight bag, six inch spiked heels, black PVC all in one body suit with the crouch and nipple areas removed and some make-up and wig in case Albert fancy going down that route.

I called Albert from the train telling him I am thirty minutes from the station and we were on time, we had agreed to meet in the pub outside the station. I walked into the pub, two hours after I had left my town on the train to find Albert drinking a pint in the corner of the bar. He walked over to me and we shock hands as I order two more pints.

We chatted for a while until we had finished my drinks when Albert said we ought to go back to his, I was pleased because we had made a good impression on each other, however to be honest we both knew from various phone calls and our videos that it was a foregone conclusion. Albert had a nice flat that was ten minutes on the tube from the pub. The flat was a three bed with two of the bedrooms being knocked into one to make a wonderful large play room which had everything that a true aficionado of fetish would need for hours of pleasure induced fun.

Albert had said that he fancied some cross dressing fun, so I made myself up to the nines and piled the war paint on until I looked like a 20 dollar hooker. I had decided on black PVC gloves to compliment my all in one and with the heels I had to say I looked good, we both decided not to wear wigs and we both looked good with heavy make-up and bald heads as we chopped into out huge cigars that Albert was kind enough to supply for the days fun.

As soon as we were ready to roll, Albert became his natural Dom self, ordering me to the sling where he was only too happy to restrain me into what I must say is one of the best ways to have ones arse stretch. Being slung off the ground and not being able to move is a wonderful experience that I had missed over the last few years. Albert was so skilled with his hands and his toys and it was not long before my seven inch cock was so hard because of the size and shaped of the toys that he pushed and turned deep inside me. Taking large amounts of cigar smoke into my lungs I was on cloud nine as the hours rolled on and Albert worked me harder than I had ever been worked before. I could feel every muscle in my body crave attention because I was becoming so tired dealing with this constant anal abuse that I could not stop even if I wanted to.

At one stage Albert managed to push both of his hands into my pussy, it was a first and I felt so proud that I could take all what this man could dish out in my stride. Albert fucked me three times that afternoon with each time ending in a massive cum shot that he forced into my hot willing throat. I had cum three times also and again each time Albert would instruct me to cum in a glass and again making me drink the wonderful creamy sperm that I had grown to love over the years.

The video camera rolled over the course of our play with Albert taking many still shots from his camera as well, all in all when we sat down having a drink and another huge cigar I knew I had been in the hardest session I have ever taken part in and of course I still craved more. Albert smiled at me and asked me how I felt, great I feel wonderful and you? Albert smiled again and said lets drink to us and our new found friendship.