Gay Erotic Stories

The steady hum of the motor and the gentle rocking of my body as the dildo entered my ass again and again did two things. First, it relaxed me as if I was being rocked to sleep. Secondly, it had my cock screaming for release.

I felt myself beginning to try to push back against it as it steadily was shoved up my chute. My now hard cock came in contact with part of the frame of the device I was strapped to and I knew if I held it just right, I’d shoot a load soon.

I strained and held the position, letting the motor’s pushing rub my cock head against the frame. I could fill a load welling up in my balls as I was approaching a huge eruption.

Then I heard a voice whisper to my left.

“What the fuck we got here?” a man’s voice quietly said.

I heard him walk toward me and then saw the legs of his jeans in front of my face. Unable to move my head, I could only stare at the two legs in front of me. I could tell he was bending over, inspecting my body and watching my ass getting fucked. I forgot all about cumming.

Then I felt the warmth of his breath at my ear as he whispered, “Well, asshole, looks like you’re having fun all alone for the night. Maybe I could use you for a while before I leave this place.”

Then, he was standing up and I heard him unzip his jeans. I watched as the fabric wadded on his legs and saw him remove them. Then, he was getting on his knees and I saw his cock in the dim light dangling in front of my face.

I could tell it was uncut and I watched him peel the foreskin back to revel the engorged head. He looked to be about 8 inches as his cock moved toward me. He whispered that he was going to undo the gag but that, if I made any noise, he promised to slit my throat and leave. I had no way of knowing how real the threat was, so I, with some difficulty, nodded a “yes”.

He removed the gag from my mouth and, before I could take a breath, rammed his swollen cock in my mouth. I almost gagged as it hit the back of my throat and made it way down. I felt him grab the bracing behind my head and then he began fucking my face furiously.

His pelvis, hair and balls were slamming against my mouth with force. He wanted to get off in a hurry as he fucked my warm and wet mouth with abandon. I began to realize this guy was an uninvited guest and figured he was a thief who had stumbled upon me in his looking for something to steal from the house.

He began to grunt and his rhythm became erratic. Suddenly my mouth was flooded with hot cum. He shoved his cock in all the way and just let it drain into my mouth. I felt 4 huge spurts and then a slower draining into my swallowing hole.

He withdrew his wilting member, stood up quickly and was gone. He left as quietly as he’d come and I was left with the whirring of the motor as it continued its’ job of fucking my ass. I began to think of all that’d happened this evening and I soon fell into and exhausted sleep, rocked by a large dildo meticulously doing its job.

I was startled from my sleep by the sound of the group of men entering the room. I could tell it was daytime, but I had no way of knowing what time. I heard someone walk behind me and the motor was turned off. The dildo slowed and stopped, then was pulled from my tender and burning asshole.

“What the fuck . . .?” I heard Fucktory say. He walked in front of me, reached down and picked up the gag. The burglar had forgotten to replace it in his hurry to leave.

“There’s cum on the floor” I heard another voice to my side say.

“Who’s been in here?” I heard Fucktory ask, followed by a chorus of ,”Not me.”

Fucktory leaned down to my face. “Who’s been fucking you, bitch?” He asked.

“A thief broke in last night and made me suck his cock.” I replied, as best I could.

The entire group suddenly burst into action, making sure nothing had been taken.

Time passed and, after determining not a lot had been lifted, I heard the doorbell ring. Someone walked to the door and a chorus of “Hey”s and so forth rang out. There was an explaining of what had happened, requests for beers and soon things began to settle down.

Someone came to me, blindfolded me and undid my bonds. My hands were held behind my back and I was led to another room in the house. I was stopped and I heard a set of feet leaving, but someone was still holding my hands. Finally, they were let go and the blindfold was removed. I was looking at Fucktory.

“You can clean up in here, but don’t take long. And clean out your ass. It’s going to be getting more use today.”

With that, he left me alone in the toilet. I showered, shaved and, lastly, took the enema that had been left for me. I flooded the commode with a mixture of my shit and the loads of man cum that had been sealed in my ass all night by the driving dildo.

I cleaned up and walked to the door. It was locked. I knocked and I heard a voice on the other side yelling that I was ready. Fucktory reentered the room and replaced the blindfold. My hands were pulled behind my back and I was lead from the room.

We did not walk far, when I felt someone grab my feet and I was lifted up from the floor. I was placed in something that felt like a hammock, and then my legs and feet were tied off so that I was spread-eagled and lying on my back. I realized I was in a sling. My head was pulled backwards and tied off so that it was hanging upside down off the sling. The blindfold was removed and I could see a line of men’s cock standing before me.

“Okay, men, you know the game.” I heard Fucktory say. “ I have all your numbers here. The first one pulled out get his choice of heads or tails. After that, the second gets what’s left. Then we proceed from there as each gets done. Understood?”

I heard a chorus of “yeahs” and “uh-huhs” and I realized I was surrounded by men. Their voices came from all around me.

“Here we go…23!”

I heard a voice to my left shout his approval and then he said, “Heads.”

I heard him walk around me and then he placed his soft cock to my mouth. I sucked it in easily and began to lick at it and suck on it. I felt it growing in my mouth and getting hotter. Then he began to slowly fuck my working mouth.

“10” I heard and I felt another cock being positioned at my asshole. I felt someone rubbing the tip of his meat and felt it getting warmer. I realized he was getting hard and then he began pushing against my tender hole. His cock entered me and he began to fuck slowly. I was enjoying the sensation of having both cocks fucking me and I realized that the cock in my mouth was number 23! How many men were here?

As each one, black, white and all shades of cocks, in turn erupted in a hole, their cock was immediately replaced by another so that I was continuously being fucked at both ends. I felt I swallowed a gallon of cum and had another gallon up my well used ass. I tried to listen to the numbers being called and I knew I heard 28, but some times I was unable to hear from the grunts and moans of the guys cumming into their hapless victim.

Then I heard Fucktory say, “Well, it’s your turn. We’re going to rest and watch.”

I saw the dick of the black guy from the night before hanging in front of my face. He raised the uncut head to my lips and began to rub it there. I tried to take it in my mouth, but he kept pulling it away. I could see it growing. I saw the purplish head begin to peep out of its cover. Even though I knew he was hung like a horse, the sight of it this close made my ass tighten.

He pulled back the foreskin, exposing the huge mushroom head. Precum was oozing out of the slit and he took some on his finger and spread it on my mouth. The salty slick taste made my own cock come to life. Then, he walked away from my view and I knew he was headed toward my ass.

I felt the head touch my hole and then he was pushing inside me. He didn’t stop until he was completely imbedded in my body. I couldn’t help but moan and had to control my breathing to keep the pain from becoming unbearable. I felt his balls against my ass and his hairy belly. He stopped, and then shoved with a huge force to be sure every last inch was inside me. I couldn’t stop the scream from coming out.

I heard him laugh, and then he began to ram his meat in me like a wild animal. Some times he would pull it out until just the head was in me, do a couple of small thrusts, and then impale me on his huge shaft again. As he fucked me, the other men I could see were stroking their poles. I began to see them passing around a cup and, as each would cum, they would cum into the cup.

My monster fucker kept going at it. I felt sweat break out on my body and I couldn’t stop grunting and groaning with every thrust he made. Finally, he began to lose his rhythm and, with a huge forceful plunge, he began to flood my ass with his hot cum. I could feel it splashing against my inside as he came again and again. Finally, he slowed and stopped. I felt his meat softening in my ass and then he pulled out.

My head was untied and the blindfold replaced. Someone placed a hand behind my head and raised it up.

“Time for a coffee break.” I heard Fucktory say and I felt a cup placed to my lips. I could smell the familiar smell of cum even before the cup was tilted to my mouth. I realized this was the cup the men had been filling with their hot man juice.

I began to swallow as the liquid filled my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed, savoring the salty warm taste of sweet jism. It seemed the entire cup was full as I kept swallowing until it was finally drained of its’ precious cargo.

Then my head was dropped back. I was untied from the sling and raised to my feet. I had to be helped to walk. I could feel cum sliding down my legs and off my chin. I was taken to another room and felt the familiar restraints of the contraption I had originally been tied to and I was in the same position. The blindfold was removed and my head was re-secured.

“Well, guys, it’s time to let our babies have some fun.” I heard Fucktory’s familiar voice say. “Same rules as in the other room.”

Then I heard him say, “5!” followed by and answer of “Tails!”

I lost count of how many there were, but knew every man must have brought hist best friend with him. Finally, it was over. I lay in my bondage, exhausted. I let out a sigh, and then I heard Fucktory’s voice saying, “Okay, just like last time.”

That’s when I remembered my black fucker getting the last turn. I wondered what was in store for me this time.