Gay Erotic Stories

A couple of years back, my company sent me to Japan for training. It had to do with factory robots. They wanted to use more automation in their plants and I was on the team to introduce the new methods from Japan. I was pretty excited to go there, but it turned out to be a lot of work and no play. We started early every day and worked into the evening. The Japanese guys were nice. They seemed used to all the hard work and didn't complain. But I felt exhausted. I was always happy on Friday when the weekend was about to begin. I would have two days to rest and to do a bit of sightseeing. After three weeks, I got to know a foreman at the plant who seemed interested in me. He was a masculine guy, medium height with dark attractive eyes. When he invited me to join him for a drink on a Friday, I readily agreed to go along for the evening. I guess I drank too much that night. I vaguely remember that he helped me into a taxi and took me to a hotel. When I awoke later, I was lying on a sleeping mat on the floor. I tried to get up to go to the bathroom but I couldn't move. My arms and legs were tied to a wooden frame that surrounded the mat. I was totally naked and my mouth was taped. I tried to call out, but I could only make moaning sounds. After a while, the door opened and he came in. He was wearing a Fundoshi, a kind of loin cloth, and nothing else. I saw that he had a bottle in his hand. He came over and knelt down next to me, and started feeling my balls and cock and pressing lightly on my bladder. I felt the cold bottle around my cock. Then some more pressure. Something released in me and I could feel my piss running out, filling the glass bottle. He put the bottle aside and took off his Fundoshi. He had black hair on his legs and in his crotch. His cock was dark and hard. He reached over and lifted the frame from the floor and with it my legs. Then he adjusted some strings and my legs were spread wide. I wanted to call for help, but I could produce only low moans from my mouth. I felt his hands on my cock, my balls, then my ass. He probed my hole, pushing in one finger, then two, stretching me. It was painful, but the pain was bearable and there was some pleasure in it. Then he entered me with his cock and started to fuck me. Again he was very deliberate and there was pain as well as pleasure. I moaned and tried to move my body, but I could not move at all. He fucked me hard for a long time without cumming, going in deep and withdrawing almost all the way before hitting me again. Waves of pleasure, then pain, then pleasure ran through my body. It seemed without end. I was deeply exhausted and totally in his power. Finally, he pulled out of my ass. He adjusted my legs down to the floor. Then he knelt over me with his cock next to my face. He rubbed his balls over my face then squatted over me and placed his ass on my lips. Then he reached down and took off the tape from my mouth. He told me in a low voice to lick him. I stuck my tongue up in his ass, and as he moved forward, it went in deeper and deeper. Then he moved again, and his cock was in my mouth. He pushed it all the way into my throat. When I gagged on it, he gave me a bit of room, then pushed it in again. My mouth was filled with the strong taste of my own insides. And I felt his precum oozing into my throat. Then he started fucking my mouth, doing it steadily and hard. I focussed on my breathing, learning how to take him, how not to gag. Finally, he I heard him moan and he shot his cum into my throat. He shot again and again and I kept swallowing more and more of his cum. When he withdrew, he quickly replaced the tape over my mouth. Then he started to play with my cock. I was aching for release. He rubbed it and played with it, but whenever I felt the release coming, he pressed me with two finger and stopped it. I wanted to beg for relief but could not talk. For a long time, he kept playing with me. Finally when I thought I could no longer bear it, he allowed the release to happen, and my cum spurted from my cock in a big wave, hitting my chest and face. I was so exhausted that I noticed little after that. I was forced to drink something and then fell asleep. When I finally woke up, I was alone in the room. I was covered with my own cum but free to move. The frame around the mat had disappeared. I got up and went to the toilet, then took a bath. When I checked out of the hotel, I was told that the room had been booked in my name and had been paid for. I took a taxi to where I was living and stayed in bed for the rest of the weekend. When I got back to work on Monday, I was told that the foreman had been transferred to the Northern part of Japan. Our group left Japan a week later. I never told anyone about the experience until now, but I cannot help thinking about my meeting with the Japanese master.