Gay Erotic Stories

After teaching Mark a lesson, the five of us: Aaron, Justin, Jesse, Daniel and me - Eric, reached such a sexual high that we knew that Mark wouldn't be the last. Tying up a straight handsome guy, against his will, playing with his body, tickling him without mercy and then making him cum against his will was no longer a jerk-off fantasy, but literally a erotic dream come true. We decided that each of us would come up with one or two guys that the group of us would target as our next "victim". We agreed informally that the guy would have to be straight, cute, with a swimmer or gymnast build, and with a slightly arrogant or intolerant attitude. Aaron was chosen to pick the next guy. "Steve needs to be taught a lesson guys. Justin and I work with him at Computer City [a computer warehouse store] and he's just asking for it" Aaron said. We all had seen him once or twice before, and Steve was cute, about 5'10" blond hair, smooth build (from what we could tell), about 160 lbs or so, gymnast/swimmers build, bubble butt and a somewhat cocky attitude, especially towards his sexual abilities with women. More than once Aaron and Justin heard him make derogatory remarks about gays and "faggots", though he didn't seem to know Aaron and Justin were - and that both lusted after Steve's body. Steve tended to wear loose T-shirts and baggy jeans and boxers, and size 9 Reeboks. Since all of us were underwear fetish freaks too, we were curious also about Steve's underwear (he did sometimes wear jockey shorts). Steve sometimes hung out with Justin, Aaron and a few other guys from work and college, and that created an opportunity to "get" him. Steve loved to drink and party, and (he claimed) fuck as much pussy as he could. Girls would flock around him - that was true enough - his boyish good looks would attract ANYONE. We decided that the best way to get Steve would be to have him come over Aaron's apartment on Friday night after work, for some beer and videos, with the promise of girls and parties later in the night. Unknown to him, we would get him just drunk enough to carry him off to the same deserted workout room on campus where Jesse worked (and where we gave Mark HIS lesson). We already had the necessary equipment: rope, beer, a bottle of two of "Rush", lubricants, feathers, blindfolds, ice cube sticks, and even a cock ring. On the appointed day, Aaron casually mentioned to Steve "Hey, We're having some girls come over later tonight at my place. I got beer and some videos, you want to come over?" "Shit yeah" grinned Steve "I've been broke for a while and haven't had beer for days man. I'll be there right after wrestling tryouts." Around 7:30 PM Steve came driving up to Aaron's house, while the four of us lounged around sipping beer, with a straight porno video and music on. Steve came in, sweaty from his wrestling workout, wearing long shorts, and a damp T-shirt. Justin glanced at Steve's crotch, which was full, yet soft. We all lusted after Steve even more after getting a whiff of his sweat and manliness as he walked into the room, grabbed a beer and sprawled himself on the recliner. "Hey dude, I'm sorry for not cleaning up after practice, but coach kept us late, and I didn't have time. I can use your shower right, before they [the girls] come?" Steve asked. "Sure, but get in the mood dude, and drink up....there's plenty of time" Aaron said, passing Steve a tall glass of hard liquor (scotch). Steve reached for the glass, saying "all right dude!" and drank it in one gulp, while we looked at him nervously. Aaron gave him another two shots, before Steve's head started to nod, and his eyes fluttered. "Fuck, I'm beat man....I dunno" Steve slurred. We decided on a different approach in getting Steve. Knowing how horny he was, especially after watching the videos and getting just enough to be drunk and still horny and uninhibited, we started to talk about sex and how horny guys are. Steve just nodded and said "shit yeah, I'm horny. I could fuck anything. When are they coming?" Aaron said "hey - soon, but one question. Could a faggot make a guy come against his will?" We all waited for Steve to respond...though he didn't know that it was directed at him. Pausing, Steve shook his head slightly, and slurred "fuck no, man. No fuckin way...how could a faggot make a straight guy cum? No way. No fuckin way, cause it would be wrong. You know? Repulsive. Just no way..." "Well," Aaron said, "I know some guys who would bet $200 that they could...in fact, YOU could do the bet, man....You're the star athlete here - and you could use the money." Steve nodded his head, feeling a little drunk, and slurred "Are you serious? $200? Shit....I'm no faggot." "Hey Steve, none of us are, and you aren't. We all know that, but you could win the bet - you said they couldn't do it, right, and besides, it would be fucking interesting!" Justin said quickly. Steve paused and pondered a few minutes and said "shit, as long as no one says anything. Fuck, I need the money and there's no way faggots can make me cum. Fuck, okay...shit....Who are they? Where?" Suddenly, before Aaron could respond, Steve sort of dozed off from the scotch (which we spiked to put him out for about 20 minutes). We waited five minutes, before all of us approached him. Aaron Called out "Hey Steve, are you okay man?" He shook the cute blond, by the arm. the rest of us just watched, and then satisfied that he was out, we grabbed him and carried him to Jesse's van outside. As we carried him, we all inhaled Steve's body sweat, and coped a feel of his crotch. Sitting him in the van seat, we sped off the short distance on campus to the workout room, and half walked, half held Steve to the same pull up bar apparatus where we tied up Mark just one week before. We quickly tied up Steve, his arms to each end, and his legs spread. Fully clothed still, Steve was now standing spread-eagled. Aaron blindfolded Steve, and then yelled out his name, slightly tapping his cheek. "Steve, hey Steve, come on, wake up" Aaron yelled, as we watched. Steve shook his blond hair, parted in the middle, and with a start, suddenly pulled at the restraints, yelling "Hey, what the fuck is going on?????" "It's the bet Steve.....we brought you to the faggots who are putting up the $200 bet, remember?" Aaron calmly explained. "Uh...no....I mean...no...I changed my mind....I don't want to do it man. I don't care about the money, just let me go. Fuck...there is no way I am letting fuckin faggots touch me. Forget it...okay...let me go now..." Steve said, half slurring. "Well Steve" Aaron said firmly, "It's too late for that. These faggots already made the bet and you made it with them, so it's way too late. I'm just here to make sure they don't do more than play with your body and try to make you cum. I mean they aren't supposed to..." (pausing for dramatic effect), "fuck you, but you never know. So I'm here Steve. And you'll just have to honor the bet, okay?" Steve shuddered and started yelling "NO!!!!! Fuck no!!!!! Fuckinnnnletmego.AAron,whoeverishere..fuck letmego...I'llkillanyonewhotouchesme!!!!!!!!" Steve's body twisted and turned and pulled violently at the ropes binding his arms, pulled upright, and his legs, pulled apart on the pull-up bar apparatus. Aaron gave the silent signal to the rest of us to begin the show, and we approached his blindfolded struggling body. All of us had rock hard erections, knowing that in seconds we would be feasting on Steve's gorgeous body and making him cum. Justin and Jesse grabbed Steve's sweaty T-shirt and ripped it off him, while Steve screamed "FUCK!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!" Daniel and I meanwhile grabbed Steve's long shorts, still damp with sweat, pulled them down, exposing Steve's white boxers. We ripped off the shorts, and pulled down the boxers and were surprised to see that he also was wearing a snow white jockstrap (of course he would, for wrestling, to our delight!). We ripped off the boxers, Daniel grabbed them and sniffed the crotch, while Aaron and I untied and took off Steve's Reeboks. Through all of this, Steve continued to struggled, yelling and cursing at us (not knowing who we were). We stood back and looked at our prize: a handsome cute blond, clad only in sweaty jock strap and white gym socks. Steve's body was sweating a lot now in the warm workout room (the air conditioner was off) and the sweat rolled down his smooth chest, down from his brownish-blond armpit hairs, down to his 6-pack abs, down to his sweaty jock. We approached him together and began (without speaking), touching and sniffing his entire body, except his crotch and butt - that we would save for later. The effect on Steve was electric. he jumped and struggled against the restraints even more, yelling "get away!!! I said NO!!!! Get away, Fuck!!!!!! No bet....get away...fuckin I will kill you faggots!!!!!!!! Justin began sniffing Steve's armpits, touching his chest, and then sniffed his way around to his back, down to his exposed butt crack, sniffing at it, but not touching it. Steve's dick meanwhile looked full inside the sweaty jock (we noted it was slightly pissed stained and smelled musky) but was not hard, with brownish-blond hairs sticking out the sides. Aaron was fingering Steve's cute "innie" belly button and stomach, while Daniel breathed in odors from Steve's neck and chest, fingering gently Steve's erect brown nipples. I meanwhile sniffed the front of his jock and played with his thighs, while Steve ranted and raved, shaking and struggling against these five guys touching and sniffing his body. Aaron nodded to us and signaled for us to stop, and for a few minutes, we watched while Steve hung there, still struggling, breathing heavily, yelling "Okay faggots, let me go You had your fun....Fuck!!!! Let me Go NOW!!!" Aaron motioned for Jesse to begin the tickle torture proceedings. Jesse approached Steve from the front and kneeled, and suddenly placed his finger tips gently on his stomach, swirling them gently around., closing in closer and closer on his winking belly button, now convulsing, Steve yelling "What!!! what!!!! shit....get away...oh Jesus....get away...that tickles...oh!!! OH!!!!OH!!!! SHIT!!!!....STOP IT....HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHA" Jesse started moving his fingers in and around Steve's belly button, while Steve screamed and laughed. He was obviously very sensitive and ticklish. He pulled at his restraints, and though his dick remained soft in his jock, we knew it was just a matter of time before he got into it. FOr 15 minutes without let up, Jesse moved his fingers up and down and around Steve's bellybutton, and just barely touching his quivering sides. Steve begged "oh god...oh gawd...oh Jesus, stop it...stop it...please oh please.." before dissolving into laughter. Finally Jesse stopped. Aaron, looked glazed with lust, approached Steve's slumping body, sweaty from his 15 minute ordeal, along with Daniel. Aaron and Daniel both squatted and peeled off Steve's socks, while Steve desperately tried to kick them away...."oh God...don't even think...shit...don't.......fuck NO!!!!! don't....Please someone help me...stop them please!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!" They slowly peeled off the socks, and then together they each slowly ran their fingers up and down Steve's squirming feet, while he struggled and screamed "oh GAWD!!!!!!!!! On NO!!!! Stop stop stop it stop it...hahahahahahahhahahahhahahhaa" laughing almost insanely. We watched Steve's body twisting and turning, his muscled chest and nipples glistening now with sweat, his 6 pack abs, turning and twisting from the tickle torture of his feet, his armpit hair wet from sweat, his biceps bulging, trying desperately to break the restraints. Now I approached from behind, with the ice cube sticks (Justin was in Steve's front with his ice cube sticks). While his body was quivering from the foot tickle torture, I gently and quickly rubbed his lower back with the ice cube stick, and was greeted by a high pitched scream "WHAT!!!!OH GAWD!!!OH GAWD!!!!FUCK!!!!!OH GAWD!!!!!!!!!!STOP IT!!!!OH GAWD!!!!!" His body lurched suddenly forward, desperately trying to get away from my ice cube stick, now slowly going up and down his back, while Steve screamed. Justin now put his ice cube stick in Steve's navel;, swirling it around his stomach, and then up to Steve's chest and touching his now ice cold erect nipples. Steve screamed and lurched back, sideways and twisted violently as he was assaulted at every directions by fingers tickling his feet, ice cub sticks tickling his front and back, and now Jesse returning to tongue Steve's neck, and ears, causing Steve to yell and squeal "oh gawd, stop it stop it stop it stop...oh....oh oh....oh..." before shaking and babbling and laughing hysterically. We noticed now his jock was damp now with a hardening dick and precum - though still not completely hard. I moved my ice cube stick around his back shoulders, and then agonizingly slowly down the middle of his back, and then down his sides, before moving it slowly at the top of his butt crack. I pried open his crack, which he attempted to clench with whatever strength he had left, and moved my ice cube stick relentlessly up and down, shoving it slightly into his tight pink slightly hairy hole. Steve squirmed and screamed even more, never before had his most intimate part of his body been violated or touched by another person before. He gasped at the ice cold sensation that sent electric-like shocks from his puckered asshole and butt crack through his entire body. He shook, cursed, yelled, and screamed. The tickling of his feet continued, now also with ice, while Justin now began licking at the edge of Steve's damp and smelly jockstrap, where the pouch and the inside thighs met. Steve desperately tried to close his legs and yelled "God, stop ....get away...." before babbling and screaming from the tickling and ice torture. Justin continued to lick, pulling gently at Steve's cock hairs sticking out, and followed the straps, licking Steve's butt, following the straps down into the smelly and musky crevice, between his quivering legs, shaking now with ecstasy. Steve's body now could no longer withstand the assault and his dick started to hardened completely. I dropped the ice cube stick and began licking Steve's back and beautiful white bubble butt, and then licked his crack and tongued his hole, while he screamed "God...Oh gawd.....oh Jesus!!!!!!" Aaron, panting with lust, managed to yell "hey Steve, I thought you were a straight macho stud? I thought you said faggots can't make you cum. What's happening now?" Steve shook his head violently, as if suddenly reminded of his manhood, and jerked at his restraints violently yelling "no fucking way...ooooh...oooh....gawd....don't do this...fuck...NO!!!!!!! We started licking and sucking his feet, causing Steve to squirm and jerk even more, while I licked a this butt crack, and moved my hands up and down his back, while Daniel and Aaron tickled the inside of his legs. Justin meanwhile his eyes glazed with lust, could no longer stand it, and yanked down Steve's jock, his 6 inch steel hard cut dick flopped out, bouncing up and down, his large walnut sized balls jiggling from Steve's twisting and struggling. Justin moved and sniffed the beautiful cock head, covered with pre-cum, and lightly tongued the spongy head, licking it clean and then licking gently under the glans head, while Steve moaned, gasped loudly and shuddered, his butt clenching and unclenching from the licking that I gave it. "Stop it, oh oh oh oh oh oh...I don't wanna cum..please...you win...don't...don't.....oh fuck!!!! stop IT!!!!!! Steve begged, his body squirming. Picture the scene: a blond handsome gymnast, tied up, sweaty, his body under assault by five guys who are sucking his dick, balls, tongueing his asshole, sucking his two feet, sucking at his neck, ears and nipples, trying to make him cum. It was just too much to endure - even to watch such a hunky straight guy being forced to cum! Justin now was licking up and down the shaft, while Daniel moved up from Steve's feet to sucking his entire ball sac. Steve gasped and yelled when Daniel's mouth enclosed his entire scrotum yelling something unintelligible and then "OH FUCKIN GAWD!!!!!!OH JESUS!!!!OH OH OH OH!!!!!!!!!' Justin now was sucking the entire steel hard shaft completely, while Aaron now was tonguing Steve's ears, making Steve nearly go crazy with lust now. He was babbling and now moaning, his chest heaving and stomach tight with ecstasy. His butt clenched and unclenched, and I continued to lick it.... I glanced up and saw Steve's head tilted back, his body completely taunt, his hands fisted and clenched, while he muttered "oh noohnoohitfeels sogood..ohnoohohohohitfeelssogooddon'tsdtopohohohohgawdnononon NO!!!ohoh oh OH OH OH OH I'm cumin!!!!oh Oh Oh Oh STOP OH OH STOP STOP OH NO>>>I'M CUMMING OH!!!!!!!!!! Suddenly his body tensed, Justin pulled off the head, giving it one last swirl, and jerked Steve's rock hard cock, so we could all see the massive straight boy's cum. It squirted out, gushing out his cock like bullets, on Justin's face, chest, while Daniel tried to capture as much of it into a small paper cup, while Steve screamed. Justin continued milking Steve's cock, which squirted about 14 times (beating Mark's record) nearly filling the small cup with hot, sweet smelling boy cum. Steve's cock head glistened with cum, while he slumped in his restraints, totally spent, his cock now slowly becoming limp, his body shuddering violently from the greatest longest orgasm he probably ever had in his life. Steve's head hung against his chest, and he was drooling, muttering "oh Jesus....oh....oh....." slurring his words, warm from his intense orgasm. We of course were only half way there. We intended to teach straight boy a real lesson. Justin smiled at us, while he suddenly began to slowly - agonizingly slowly, rub Steve's already cum-lubricated cock head - just the head, and the ridge under it. Steve's head jerked, his body twisted and he screamed another high pitch scream - almost like a girls, yelling "OH GOD NO!!!!!!!! OH SHIT!!!!!!!GOD!!!!! NO!!!! PLEASE!!! STOP!!!! STOP!!!!! OH....OH OH....OH....PLEASE!!!!NO MORE!!!!!PLEASE!!!" he begged. Until our session with Mark the previous week, we never before knew how erotic and what a torture it could be to rub a guy's cock after he's cum - and to make him cum again. For Steve, it must have been the worst part of the tickle torture and cum session - and it was meant to that. His body, tough weak from his ordeal, violently pulled at the restraints - so much that I almost feared he would break the ropes that tied him. The outburst was short lived however - he had no fight left in him after his nearly 2 hour ordeal - and he slumped, his head shaking wildly, his chest heaving, his stomach tight, while he moaned and whimpered. Justin now polished Steve's cock head with one hand, while slowly jerking his shaft, adding a little lubricant. I moved to suck his balls, while Aaron gently tickled his sides, causing Steve to squirm and twist. As Steve's dick got hard once more, he moaned and said "oh Jesus......oh Jesus....oh oh oh", and when Jesse tongued his face and then tongued Steve's ears, gently pinching his nipples with his hands, Steve screamed and came again, his cum shooting out of his dick with almost as much power as before - only this time, just six squirts, while Daniel placed the nearly full cum cup beneath Steve's squirting cock head. We were going to force Steve to drink ALL of his cum, but we decided to have him drink just some of it - we want to keep the rest for ourselves. He of course refused, but after tickling his sides, feet and armpits, he quickly obeyed and swallowed his cum, trying to spit it out, and then cursing us weakly "oh you fuckin faggots....I'll get yours...I swear...oh..." Aaron then said "Hey Steve...I guess you lost the bet, not once, but twice. But I think these faggots want to be fair, right? So...Being that you are so straight and al, they'll keep at it until you DON'T cum anymore, and then you can win the bet, ..okay.." Before Aaron could finish, Steve's head jerked up and he screamed "NO!!!!!!!!!!NO!!!!!!!NO!!!!!!!!GAWD NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and started to jerk and struggle, pulling at his restraints in one last attempt to break free. We waited two minutes before he collapsed and then we began tickling and sucking him to four more unwanted orgasms (each time he came less and less). Three hours later, Steve was reduced to a whimpering, babbling idiot, whose dick was nearly red from the constant sucking and jerking off, his balls painfully contracted from the constant cumming. By the fifth time, his dick was large, but limp and it was clear he could cum no more -he was crying for us to stop. By then we had jerked off several times, even rubbing our dicks up and down his ass crack (scaring him to death that we would fuck him) So that he would sort of forget the incident as a drunken prank or something, we forced him to drink several shots of scotch, which got him real drunk again, and untied him. We drove him back tohis apartment (lucky we had his keys and wallet from his gym clothes), put him gently on his bed, leaving him naked. Lying there, sweaty, totally out of it, Steve looked gorgeous, Each of us gave him one last cock suck, and Justin licked his ass one last time. It was such a turn on to have done this to such a straight good looking guy - a guy until tonight we never saw naked and never thought before we would be able to see hard. Before leaving, like we did with Mark, we went through Steve's dirty clothes hamper. He kept his in a cardboard box, and lucky for us (like Mark), he had a week's worth of dirty underwear, a dirty jock, and dirty T-shirts. We each took one as a souvenir of the night. I managed to grab a Calvin Klein jockey shorts, with Steve's piss stains on the front pouch, and a slight skid mark on the seat. It had a wonderful scent - musky, pure man!!! IT made for a wonderful remembrance of the night we taught Steve a lesson. We couldn't wait to get the next cute straight guy - a guy named Ryan, a gorgeous dark haired college athlete. But that's our next story.