Gay Erotic Stories

I had to share a porta cabin with one of the older superintendents, a guy who had to have been in his early 60s. Rough, smoker, calloused hands, beer belly, never made it past the 8th grade.

I undressed and made ready for bed, and went to take a pee. I just pushed the door closed and had just got my tool out of my boxers when the door was pushed open, and I was grabbed in a bear hug from behind. He shoved his hips into my ass and grabbed my pecker and he told me I looked like I needed a bit of help.

I couldn't shake him, and felt as he got a boner on humped my ass. He told me to relax and pee, that he would help me. I could feel his breath on my neck, and could smell the cigarretes. I tried to relax and pee, but I was focused on his hardness and how good it felt. I mean, it felt good, like nothing I had ever felt before.

He told me to pee, but I couldn't. He let me go and said, let me show you how a man pees, and swung out his old half hard dong and peed a stream. I was mesmerized by it, looking at his man thing, and watching it pee. He asked me if I liked it, really told me that I liked it. I only nodded and stared. He took my hand and put it on his tool and told me it wouldn't bite.

He turned around and pulled down my boxers and whistled at my smooth white ass. He told me he liked them like that, smooth, white and new. He pulled me by my hand and walked me into the room, and pushed me on the bed. He took my boxers off, and stood before me with all his manhood hanging out of his jeans.

He pressed his thing against my lips and told me to kiss it, which I did with a small peck. Come on, he told me. Kiss it good, tounge and all. I had never touched another man's dong, much less kissed one. But I was under his control and I did as I was told. As it got hard in my mouth, I felt a rush like nothing I had known. I just sucked, not knowing what to do, and he held my head and more or less fucked my mouth.

After what seemed a while, he told me to stand up and bend over the bed. I knew what he was going to do, but could not dissobey. I did what I was told. He rubbed my cheeks with his hand and told me what a nice smooth ass I had. He fingered by hole, at which time I gasped out loud. Like that don't you, and pushed me down on the bed.

He went to a drawer in the dresser and took out some vaseline that he had there. He lubed himself and handled his prick until it was nice and hard. I watched him without being able to take my eyes off his tool. It looked enourmass to me, and I thought it was going to hurt when he fucked me. I knew it would hurt, but even more than that, I was so enraptured by his slick engorged dick.

He came over and said I was going to be his bitch. He grabbed my hips and put what seemed like his enourmas head against my virginity and pressed in. It was heaven on earth. Each shove was better, I squirmed and moved to make room. He shoved, until he got it in and could start his rythm. He went after it with all his vigor. Old man maybe, but strong and powerful. His hands were so strong, his thrusts strong, his power overwhelmed me. He was right, I was his bitch.

After some time, he spent himself and I could feel him cum. He slowly pulled out and stared at my hole and said he liked them like that. He sat down on the bed, then leaned back. I looked at him, and knew I was his whenever he wanted.

After a moment I felt this great urge to pee. I got up and went to the head. He told me, leave the door open so he could watch. I pissed a stream. It was a thrill just having him watch me pee. When I was done he told me not to shake and come over to him. He picked up my thing and sucked the piss drops clean. Next time, he told me, I was to lick him clean. I did. Still do.