Gay Erotic Stories

I am having trouble with my bike, so I go to Jason’s garage to get it fixed. When I enter the garage from the rear entrance, I am shocked to find that Marino’s men have been there and wrecked the place. I look around and see that Jason has been handcuffed with his hands behind his back to a pole and blindfolded. I slowly walk up behind him and slide my hands under his shirt lightly tickling his belly. Jason thinks it’s his girlfriend, Carly. As he laughs he tells the person he thinks is Carly to quit tickling him and get the handcuffs off. Instead I move around front and continue to caress his body slowly licking his chest, underarms and stomach. I then drop to my knees and start to feel his prick through his jeans. Slowly I open his zipper and pull out the most beautiful cock I have ever seen. It's about 10 inches cut and already juicy with his precum. I can't control myself any longer, I lick every drop of that salty goo off his prick, and then take the whole thing in my mouth and suck on it like it was the last dick on earth! Jason moans and begs for more and finally shoots gob after gob of great tasting cum across my tongue and down my hungry throat. Not satisfied yet, I pull his pants down around his ankles and move around to the back. I bury my face in his beautiful tight ass. My tongue licks deeply into his hot hole until he is moaning and spurting more hot cum all over the floor. I clean myself off and as I start to walk out of the garage I hear Jason yelling, “Carly where are you going? Get these Fucking handcuffs off and stop fooling around!” I wonder who will find him in the garage half naked and set him free? What will he tell them happened?