Gay Erotic Stories

Springtime and I had time to enjoy myself before my next assignment. There were maps spread out on the table as I tried to decide which way to go: Alaska. I had always wanted to try my luck in Alaska. Three calls later and I had reservations with a guide for ten days of fishing on the Tanana River and the delta of cold streams that abound with salmon this time of year. I changed planes in Seattle and flew Air Alaska to Fairbanks. My SUV was waiting and I loaded my gear and headed south to Delta Junction. My guide had reserved a cabin there for the first few days. It is nearly a hundred miles down the Richardson Highway to the Junction. I drove slowly and enjoyed the scenery. There were moose and buffalo grazing in the tundra. I stopped at a quaint little inn and had fresh baked apple pie at $10 a slice!! It was worth the cost. Then I finally found the Ptarmigan Lodge. I parked and went inside. The manager explained that all the cabins were connected to the lodge by a long hallway. In the winter it stayed well below zero for months. There was a shower and bathroom for men and one for the women. They were appropriately labeled “SETTERS” & “POINTERS”. I smiled and wandered down the hall to my ‘cabin’. The place was clean and quiet. A door led outdoors and a magnificent view of the river. It spread out nearly a mile wide at this point. I knew I had chosen well for this trip. The sign on the wall said “Shower between 4 and 7”. It was 5:30. I found a towel and headed for the community shower. Who knew what might be there? I could hear laughter as I neared the shower room: Deep basso voices were enjoying themselves. I found an empty peg and locker to leave my clothes and shoes. I hung my towel and grabbed my bar of soap. Rounding the wall into the huge shower I found three big burly studs lathered and joking about some new babe they had seen. They quieted as I entered and all three scanned me top to bottom, said hello; one lingered too long looking at my ample package. He looked up, licked his lips and smiled. The three of them were all fur-covered and two were uncut. The friendly one had a fat cock with a deep pucker of foreskin. I smiled back and stepped up to a vacant showerhead. At six foot four I was taller than any of them. I have a hairy chest and a flat stomach. My cock is seven inches soft. I knew they were paying attention. I lathered up, paying special attention to my genitals. The guys finished their shower and left to get dressed. I had the room to myself. I rinsed and turned off the water and headed for my towel. As I rounded the corner, the towel appeared before me. The admirer from the shower handed it to me. “You’re new around here, you must be the fisherman from the States up here to catch a few big ones. Hi, I’m Wrangell. I’ll be your guide for the next ten days.” As I accepted the towel, I realized that he was still naked. His nipples hard as nails as they forced their way out from the thick mat of glossy brown growth. “If all the men here are as hairy as you and your pals, I may have to extend my stay.” I smiled at my new guide. “Those two are my brothers. We are all hairy like our dad. The younger one got snipped because it was the ‘civilized’ thing to do. Too bad they have another group to guide. They both liked the looks of you.” My cock stiffened as I listened to his spiel. I covered it with a towel and followed him down the hall to my room. His was next door. “I’m full service.” He chuckled. “If you just want to fish, fine. If you want to bag other game, it is my job to make sure you leave here happier than you even thought you would be when you planned this trip.” “For what it costs per day, I feel like I should at least get kissed during the foreplay and before the orgasm.” He laughed at my pungent humor. Then he removed both towels and grabbed me tightly, nearly crushing my ribs. His fat cock stiffened and pressed against the underside of my own erection. My ten inches was nestled in his furry stomach and the head reached to his chest. I moved up and down, letting his furry body continue to arouse my throbbing cock. He leaned down and his tongue licked the tip of my foreskin. My cockhead popped out and his lips sucked it into his hot face. His own monster was pressing against my eager asshole. I spread my legs and relaxed my sphincter and his mighty pole slid inside me. It was tight and the pressure was almost painful. I gasped and he sucked more of my cock into his face as his plowed in and out of me. He toppled backwards onto the bed, his cock slamming further into me, his chest and stomach giving my cock a velvet rubdown. I lifted my knees and started riding this big bull and my hands were busy. One was pounding a staccato beat on my rigid pole, the other mauling his gumdrop-sized nipple. He moaned and his cock hardened more. How big was that thing!? I could feel it thicken as I rose and fell on his ecstasy. His monstrous cock filled and thrilled me as I stroked myself to orgasm. My colon tightened and I forced his juices to erupt. He came and I came, his filling my insides with hot liquid, mine covering us both with an incredible flood of thick, steamy, knotted jism. I roared as I came. The amount was unbelievable. Buckets of cum came. I had never had such a great release. His ejaculate was still erupting to fill me with his joy. Buckets of cum surged into and out of him and me. His cock softened and he slipped free with a column of cum. We kissed again and held each other tight, knowing that this excursion had barely begun. Stay tuned for Chapter 2...