Gay Erotic Stories

It was initiation night. The party was in full force. I was so happy. And so drunk. I had to piss so badly. I headed for the bathroom. There was a long line so I went upstairs to one of the private baths. Mike, one of the senior brothers in the fraternity, and the only black guy in the fraternity, was headed there, too. I got there first but he looked like he was ready to explode so I let him go ahead of me. He didn't even shut the door he was in such a hurry. As he unzipped he motioned for me to join him. I balked at first, but he insisted. I joined him at the toilet bowl he had let loose full stream and I unzipped and started pissing along side him. I tried not to look at his cock so I looked straight ahead. The problem was that there was a wall to wall mirror in front of us. And I could not help it. I saw it in the mirror. I was mesmerized. First of all by the force with which he was pissing but second by the color. I did not know cock could be that black. It was as black as ink. He caught me looking and smiled. “You like what you see?” I tried to say something but I was speechless. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock as he was still peeing. “Feel the force, the energy. Now this is a cock isn't it?” I didn’t respond, but I also didn't let go. He smiled again. I had finished a long time ago but was standing there holding his ebony cock as he pissed on and on. As he finished he started getting hard. I was transfixed. He told me I would need both hands so, without thinking, I grabbed on with both hands. It grew to about 8 inches. He then told me to stroke him. I started kind of awkwardly. He slapped my chest and told me to pay attention. He then used a hand to guide me down to my knees. Before I knew it I was using one hand on his cock and the other on his balls. Stroking him. Caressing him. I then noticed I was still hanging out of my pants and I was at my full 6 inches. He reached over and started playing with my hair as I pleasured him. He then pulled me by the hair until his cock was against my face. He said that my handjob wasn't going to cut it. He stepped out of his pants. His thighs brushing against me and his knees hitting me. He pulled off his shirt. He reached over and made sure the door was locked. Then he took his cock and smacked it against my face a few times. I just grunted. "Yeah, you like it don't you, Blondie." I looked up at him and, to my disbelief, nodded yes. He told me to open up and that I had better cover my teeth or he slap me me with more than his cock. I opened up and sucked my first cock. I thick dark, veiny, black cock. I didn't get very far without gagging. I tried and tried again. He lost patience. He yanked me by the hair and told me he was going to get off and I was going to get him off one way or another. He pulled me to my feet and turned me around so I was facing the mirror. I grabbed a hold of the back of the toilet as he tugged my shorts and underwear down around my ankles; I stepped out of them. He smacked my ass about ten times with his fist. I prayed no one was outside: I knew anyone would be able to hear that. "That’s it,” he said when it was nice and red. The look in his eyes through the mirror scared me and made me want to worship him at the same time. He turned me around and made me look at it. He told me that I would be red from head to toe if I didn't get him off and get him off soon. He bent me over again and spread my ass checks. "You a virgin?" he asked. The look in my eyes told him yes. He grinned as he shoved three fingers up my ass. After a minute he withdrew them and stuck his cockhead in my hole. Without warning he shoved in about half way. I cried out. He smacked my ass and told me to shut up. He then started fucking me. I mean fucking me hard and fast. He fucked me for about twenty minutes without letting up before he shot his load up my ass. I was still hard when he pulled out of me. He used my shirt to wipe off his cock. Then he told me to jerk myself for him. I did. I jerked my cock like it had never been jerked before. He held out his hand for me to jizz into. It didn't take long. About one minute and I shot five ropes into his hand. He then forced his hand into my mouth and I licked my own cum. I was so humiliated. I smiled the whole time as I licked off every finger. He got dressed and left with the door open as I was trying to pull on my clothes. I shut the door and stared into the mirror at the guy I had become. I cleaned up and went back to the party. Very slowly because my ass was sore. As I came down, Mike was standing there talking to two other brothers by the keg, Frank and Brian. He handed me a beer and told the guys I was his new best friend. They smiled a knowing smile. Mike then suggested that we all four go back to his apartment. They were eager and I, of course, did what Mike wanted. Mike patted me on the ass as I was getting into the backseat of the car with Brian who said to rest up because it was going to be a long night. The guys yelled in agreement. As I sat down Brian placed my hand on his cock and told me to warm him up for later.