Gay Erotic Stories

Rubem stood at the side of the bed looking down at the form of the sleeping boy. He marveled at the creamy white skin stretched tautly over the boy’s big chest. He looked closely at the well-formed lips, the cheeks, with just a hint of blush, the fine, delicately shaped nose. He liked the white boys. He liked to see their mouths stretched wide to accommodate his cock. He liked to see their pink and engorged lips against his brown meat. He loved the contrast of their pale faces against his tawny stomach. He liked them a lot and he was glad that this one was going to suck him now. He reached into his running shorts and brought out his prick. He then eased his low hanging balls out, too. Rubem had a big penis—long and fat. It was dark brown, except above the scar of his circumcision, where it was lighter in color. The head was torpedo-shaped. It was larger around at the head than it was near the base. The greater diameter continued from the head to an inch past the scar, where in narrowed slightly. Rubem knew, that his cock presented a formidable challenge for a cocksucker. It was larger than average at the cockroot, and larger still when it flared out near the head. Cocksuckers were always eager to swallow him until they realized just how fat it was and oddly pleasing it was shaped. The successful ones—the ones who were able to straighten their necks and throats, who were able to suppress the gagging, who were truly desperate to suck—these were rewarded once they had stretched their gullets wide to get the head it. For once the head had passed the entrance to their throats, the rest of the meat slid in more easily. When he found a cocksucker who was so devoted to his meat that he took it all the way to the root, Rubem usually treated him gently. He stroked his face and his hair, cooing gently to them, telling him how pretty he looked with his lips pressed against Rubem’s scrotum. He wanted the successful cocksucker to be calm and content, for as difficult as it was to stretch his throat on the way in, what came next could be frightening. For once the cocksucker’s throat had tightened around the narrower part of the shaft, even the most experienced one could panic at the challenge of stretching his throat again to slide the head of Rubem’s cock back into his mouth. For a cocksucker willing to work hard to please Rubem, it took a lot of slow and patient work to stretch open his throat to be able to take the fucking motion Rubem liked best. Once he had accommodated his throat to the strange geometry, the satisfaction of having his throat plugged like a stopper in a bottle was so great, the successful cocksucker always begged Rubem to let him suck him again. Rubem liked his white boys so much that he was usually very patient with them when they asked to suck him. Sometimes a boy wasn’t so successful, though. When a boy couldn’t finish what he started, Rubem took what he wanted anyway. Rubem was then very rough. After slapping a boy around, Rubem always got the throat fucking he craved. Sometimes it took hours to loosen a boy up, but if he devoted himself to Rubem’s cock and showed how much he needed to get it inside his throat, Rubem was patient. The best ones always wound up so they were begging him to fuck their throats. Rubem stroked his half-hard meat a couple of times and then laid it down on the pillow right in front of Andrus’s lips, far enough away so he would be able to focus on it when he awoke. Rubem quietly cooed at him: “Hey, sugar. It’s time to wake up. Max said you were greedy for his cock. Hey, sugar boy, wake up. He said you begged him to give you his cock. Baby, baby, baby, baaaabeee. It’s Rubem’s turn to get some. Oooooohhhh, hey my lovely boybitch. Come on pretty boy.” Andrus quietly moaned and reached a hand into his crotch and found his hard cock and languorously stroked it, the head of his meat across the upturned palm. Rubem gently placed a hand on Andrus’s silky blond hair and stroked slowly. He brushed the hair off of Andrus’s forehead and rubbed his temple. “Pretty boy, time to eat Rubem’s meat. Hey boy, time to get sucking. Suck me baby. Give my fat meat a kiss with those pouty lips, baby.” Andrus’s eyes fluttered open. He sighed and ground his cock into his hand again. He licked his lips and looked up at Rubem, squinting against the morning light. Rubem shifted his body so he shielded the streaming sun from Andrus’s eyes. Rubem smiled at him, “You’re so pretty. Max said you were so eager to please last night. Such a compliant, jet-lagged, begging boy. You need to make Rubem happy now. Kiss my cock, baby.” Andrus coursed his eyes over Rubem’s torso, lingering over his solid, well-defined pecs and muscular biceps. He looked Rubem in the eye, wet his lips and then opened them slightly. Rubem’s half-hard cock began to lengthen as he saw Andrus’s pretty lips part. Rubem squeezed the shaft and then gently, tentatively, rubbed the head across his lips. Andrus closed his eyes and began to mouth the head of Rubem’s cock. He moved his head closer so he could slide the cock into his mouth just as far as the head, rubbing the glans across his lips. He concentrated on the cock head, rubbing it with his pursed lips. He pushed his tongue out a little, just far enough to shield the teeth in his lower jaw and then gripped the Rubem’s cock head between his upper lips and his tongue. He gripped, made a vacuum and sucked just the head in and out. Keeping the meat just inside his mouth, Andrus rolled over onto his stomach and rubbed his cock against the bed sheets. Rubem glanced at the white boy’s ass. “Yeah, baby, Max said you had a fine slick pussy. Nice white ass cheeks you got. But, I want you to eat me, nice. Then I want to fuck your face, baby. Leave your asspussy to Max and Malik.” Rubem reached down in easily inserted two fingers into Andrus asshole and stroked in and out. Andrus released his mouth’s grip on Rubem’s cockhead opened his mouth a little wider and looked up into Rubem’s eyes. Rubem cooed at him, “Yeah, baby you’re going to be a good cocksucker for daddy, aren’t you?” When Andrus didn’t answer, Rubem pulled his fingers out of his ass and slapped his cheek with his cock. “Answer me, sweet meat, you’re going to be a good cocksucker for daddy, yes?” Andrus nodded his head and eased his mouth back onto Rubem’s meat. Rubem placed his big hand and covered Andrus’s forehead, pushing his skull in to the pillow, slightly. He then started stroking the head of his cock up against Andrus’s upper palate, between the rows of his teeth. He pressed Andrus’s head down into the pillow and slowly, but deliberately stroked the torpedo-shaped cock head again across Andrus’s palate, easing farther and farther into his mouth each time until Andrus began to gurgle softly. Each stroke took the head of Rubem’s cock closer to the entrance to Andrus’s throat. Finally, Rubem began to spear the cock head into his throat, gently, slowly. Rubem held the boy’s head tenderly in a secure grip and Andrus relaxed into it. “Sweet sucker. Nice white suckboy. You’re good. And I like a good white boy cocksucker. You’re good on my cock. You like my meat knocking on the door to your throat. We’ll take our time opening that throat up until you’re ready to take my long thick cock. Fucking it deep, right to the balls.” Rubem slide the spit-slick meat all the way out, released Andrus’s head. He looked him in the eye and asked, “You want me to open you up white boy? I’ve got the time to train it. You want that throat stretched with my thick cock? You want me to teach you how to suck me? You want me to dump my cum into you? Tell me you want my fuck meat buried so deep you can’t breath. Say it fuckboy….” Andrus looked into Rubem eyes and told him, “Yes, your fuckboy, your cocksucker. I wanted you to teach me how to suck you.” “I think you’ll do just fine, Andrus. You’ll take good care of daddy’s cockmeat.” “His asscunt felt awesome when I fuck it. It’ll be interesting to see if he’s as good a cocksucker.” Rubem turned as Max walked in the door of the bedroom and sprawled in a chair. “Hey, Max, you want to watch this?” Andrus turned his head to see the Vietnamese boy who had made him his bitch last night. He was wearing baggy running shorts and a tight muscle T-shirt. His arms were hairless and pumped from the gym. Max reached down and rubbed his cock through his shorts. Andrus returned his eyes to Rubem’s fat cockmeat and then rested his eyes on Rubem’s face. Rubem firmly slapped his meat against the boy’s pretty cheek. He opened his mouth and tried to catch the head in his mouth as Rubem’s slapped his face with it. “That’s a good boy. Max has a nice body and a nice cock, but you’ll need all your concentration to take good care of me. Tell me about your mouth and throat, boy. What are they for me? What is my cock going to make them?” “A pussy. My mouth is a pussy for your cock. My lips and tongue are the lips to a pussy, a pussy for you to fuck. My throat is a cunt for your cock.” “Yeesss, boy, just right. Now let’s get started.” Rubem moved to the sofa next to Max and sat down, spreading his legs wide. “Come here, boy. Get on your knees between my legs and suck me. Start to open your throat up for my cock. Get my crotch sloppy with your spit. Let’s see how much of this meat you can take.” Andrus stood up beside the bed. As Rubem watched the white boy approach him, he moaned in satisfaction. The skin was smooth and flawless. His limbs were long and lanky, his blond hair almost white. Rubem put his hands behind his neck, laced his fingers together, expanded his brown chest, stretched his stomach taut, and pushed his ass across the cushion of the couch closer to where Andrus’s face and mouthcunt would soon be. Andrus knelt in front of Rubem and breathed in the smell of his crotch. Andrus reached out to grasp Rubem’s meat and bring the head to his lips, when Rubem sharply slapped it away. He cuffed the boy on the head as well. “Cunt! If I wanted a hand job, I’d do that myself. Keep your hands off my cock, boy. Cocksuckers good enough for Rubem don’t need their hands.” Andrus bit his lip, nodded, and looked again at Rubem’s meat. It was stiff, the head engorged with blood. It was hard up against Rubem’s muscular workman’s belly. The head danced around Rubem’s stomach as he flexed the meat anticipating the feeling Andrus’s mouth on it. Andrus submissively joined his wrists behind his back and then bent over to capture the head of Rubem’s meat between his lips. “Come on cuntboy, get it good and wet. Show me and Max just how much of this fat cock you can get into you. Open up that throat for me.” Andrus started to slide his lips down the shaft until he hit bottom. The meat was too fat to go into his throat. All he could do was spear the entrance to his throat with the streamlined shape of the head of Rubem’s meat. Once he figured out how much he could take he started to stroke his head up and down on the raging cock. Rubem just sat back and watched the boy work. While Andrus was sucking up and down, jamming the cock into himself, Rubem looked over at Max and nodded. While Andrus gurgled and sucked and strived to swallow Rubem’s meat, Max went over the dresser. When he returned he placed a leather collar around Andrus’s neck. It was a plain collar with a chromed ring attached, suitable for a large dog. Max clipped a heavy two-foot long chain to the ring and handed the chain’s end to Rubem. He then reached down to the boy’s wrists, still submissively positioned behind his back, and secured first one wrist and then the other in plain leather cuffs. The leather cuffs were joined to each other with a short length of chain. Andrus moaned as Max secured the collar around his neck. He moaned again when he felt Max strapping the cuffs onto his wrists. When he stood up, Max saw the pale skin on the boy’s arms and thighs were covered in goosebumps. Max and Rubem looked at each other and smiled. Then Rubem took his hands from behind his head and placed them on top of Andrus’s skull. He gently tousled the boy’s hair and then roughly fucked his hips once into his face, driving the head of his meat firmly into his throat. Andrus choked and gurgled, but he kept sucking. The butch Asian stood behind the white boy stroking his meat. Rubem sat before him caressing the white boy’s hair. “Nice boy. Nice cocksucker,” Rubem murmured.