Gay Erotic Stories

I had been warned not to hitchike. I was 18......nobody could tell ME what I could or couldn't do. I was a sophomore at the University of South Carolina, and I had friends who rented a cottage for the weekend at Carolina Beach in North Carolina. My roomate dropped me off on the Interstate, and within 5 minutes, a grey Mercedes pulled up and I hopped in. The driver was about 30 years old, dark hair, blue eyes, he looked like he was in great shape and straight as an arrow. I told him where I was heading, and he how great it was that he was heading to the same destination. We settled in, and I felt really at ease....nothing much was said for the first 15 minutes or so. Then he started with the questions. "What do you do for Fun?" he said. That's a hard question to answer, but I mumbled something about going to football games and dances. He then said, "Shit, kid.....I mean....what do you do for FUN???" I stammered a bit, and said, "I don't know...just your usual stuff, I guess." About then, I started getting a little nervous......I could feel the sweat starting in my pits and on my forehead....and I couldn't put my finger on why. We had been barreling down the Interstate toward Carolina Beach, and then he started to slow down toward an exit. He looked at me and said....."We need to stop here for gas." I had noticed that he still had pretty much of a full tank of gas, and my fear mounted. Next thing I knew we were on this country road, heading away from the Interstate, as my fear continued to mount. We entered a gravel road and nothing was said, by me or by him. We traveled about a half mile and pulled up to a log cabin, nestled deep in the woods. My heart was pounding as we stopped....and I looked at him and then he took out a pistol.....and said "Kid....do what I say, and you won't get hurt." I got out of the car, and he led me, pistol pointed at my head to the door of the cabin. We went in, and I saw that it was a large room with a huge fireplace, and maybe five or six 'beds." On three of these beds were guys...naked and bound. He motioned me toward one of the unoccupied beds and said, "Strip, kid." I did what I was told, and then he told me to get onto the bed. He lashed my hands and my feet, and then he went away. Bound, I looked around me in a panic. About five feet away was another young guy, bound to his bed in the same way. I said, "What's going on here?" He said, "We are his prisoners....his slaves, the only way we survive is to do what he wants. I said to him..."What does he want?" He said, "Sex." He said, "The only way it will go easy for you, is if he thinks you're enjoying it. As much as it may repulse you....you got to get a hard on for him.....and cum for him. Anything else, and he'll punish you." I laid there for I don't know how long, totally in a panic. Then he came to me. He said, "YOU WILL ENJOY THIS" Next thing I knew he was fondling me dick. I tried to remember what the kid next to me had said, but you know.......I didn't need to try to get hard. As much as it astounded me....his touch, my being bound was a sexual turn on! Up to this point I thought I was straight as an arrow.....but being his prisoner.....having his hands, his mouth on me...........had me ramrod hard, and I was arching my back into his hands...into his mouth. He could tell each time I came close to cumming....cause he'd back off.....and look at me and smile. When he thought the time was right, he'd start in on me again. At one point, he said, "Buddy, you have NO CLUE how much you love this stuff, do you?" Then he produced this cock ring.......and slipped it on my dick, and the mere feeling of it drove me wild. I looked down, and my cock was not only hard, but BULDGING, purple! He looked and me and smiled. He said...."You like this, straight boy, huh?". I was too humiliated to answer, but in my mind I was saying...."Yes! Yes! Yes! and you know? I don't understand why. Here I was, a straight guy on his way to Carolina Beach for some hot hetero sex.....and now I'm in bondage....with this gay guy........And I'm LIKING IT! I wanted him to do me more...I wanted him to "hurt my dick".....and he knew that by looking into my eyes. My cock was hard and pulsating......and he attached another thing to it......I have no idea what it was, but.....it was sort of like a spring.....of metal.....that encircled my dick from the shaft to the head.....hard as I was......it was SO tight.......and damn!.......I loved the feeling of it! He left me then. I know it was late, late in the night. I was bound, with these things around my cock......and hard as it was for me to admit it.......I was LOVING IT! I did manage to fall asleep and as I awoke....it was to his mouth on my dick.......he sucked hard......and I came.........pulsing hard and long. He looked at me and said...."Kid, you're free to go..... But if you want to stay, you can. And you're welcome to come back whenever you want." I had just had the most intense climax that I've ever had in my life. I looked at this guy, so handsome, so fucking desirable....and said......".I want to come back.....as many times as you want me." He said....."If you come back.....it will be as my slave..........and you will never leave." It didn't take me long.....I knew what I wanted....what I liked..........I said..."Master, when I come back, it will be to stay.