Gay Erotic Stories

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Blaine: http://www.geocities.com:0080/Colosseum/Stands/7839/mainindex.html

Gym Jam

Steve had always had a thing for Sean and that thing became rather embarrassing when you had to perform in tight lycra. However hard he tried to think of different things he would always get a glimpse of Sean's butt or thigh. To add to his embarrassment he was sure that Sean knew. It wasn't something you missed easily.

Today was the day he was going to do something about it. Regardless of what happened he was going to tell Sean how he felt. Fuck the repercussions. He had it all planned. He had donned his tightest T-shirt and tightest jeans. A bit obvious but he didn't care. If this doesn't turn Sean on, nothing will he thought. But then looking in the mirror of his hotel bathroom, 'I'm becoming such a tart' he reflected with a chuckle.

After all his enthusiasm here he was in the corridor of the team's hotel. The corridor was empty now. A few moments ago Steve has watched his team mate Sean enter the room at the end. This wasn't in itself odd. What was odd was that Sean had walked straight past Steve in what seemed like a daze. No 'Hello', no sort of recognition what so ever. Well that was Blaine's room and he could 'pop' round and see what was happening.

Steve walked down the corridor and paused in front of the door. He had a quick look around then pressed his ear against the door. The more he listened the more he could make out voices. Soft at first, then slowly getting louder. It sounded like an argument or even orders being given. Was that Blaine's voice?

'Sean do you willingly give yourself to me?'

A grunt followed.

'Sean I need you to say it. You want to say it. Everything in you wants this doesn't it?'

“Yes, yes it does, Blaine, Master.”

'What the fuck is going on in there?' Steve thought. Just what was going on in there?

'You have to give yourself to me Sean. Don't you want it? Don't you want me?'

Steve leaned closer to the door. He couldn't hear anything else. What happened next was predictable in hindsight but Steve was still shocked when the door opened and he fell over the threshold. Before he could recover himself a rag was placed over his mouth and nose. The rag had a pleasant familiar ether-like odour and a slightly sweet taste when it hit Steve's lips. He soon felt bunged up like he had a bad cold then dizzy and that was it.

Time passed and Steve dreamt. Not complete dreams. Flashes of images--like in a bad movie.

Steve awoke with a start, and before he could work out what was happening to him Blaine forced his tongue into Steve's mouth and explored it thoroughly. Fighting the urge to gag Steve struggled to move. He couldn't. All he could manage was move a few inches in any direction and that was hard work. He was strapped to a fucking chair. Strapped with electrical tape. As suddenly as Blaine's attack on Steve's mouth started it stopped and Blaine moved a few feet away from the bound fellow gymnast and started staring at Steve. Blaine stood there watching Steve. The more Blaine stared the more Steve tried to struggle free of the tape holding his feet and arms. With every move Steve's muscles developed with years of practising his gymnastic moves flexed but now it was in a helpless struggle to be free.

Blaine moved so he was standing in front of Steve and said slowly 'I need someone to suck me!" Suddenly Sean entered Steve's field of vision and without hesitation knelt in front of Blaine. Steve cried out to Sean to help him but Sean paid no attention whatsoever. His eyes were open but they saw nothing. It was if Sean's body was simply a robot following simple pre-programmed instructions. Even his movement had been robotic. Sean started smelling Blaine's member and licking it. Then he cupped Blaine's penis in his hand. Now it was Steve who was staring. There was the naked object of his lust knelt in front of his married team mate running his tongue up and down the length of Blaine's steadily hardening penis.

Sean licked the head and felt Blaine begin to shiver with pleasure. He opened his mouth and took the head in. Steve gasped as Sean slowly went down on the hard penis. Sean could only get halfway down the member but then Blaine didn't seem to mind. Sean soon started to go up and down on it faster. He bathed it with his tongue and really started to get into it. After a while, saliva, mixed with Blaine's pre-cum, was running down Sean's chin. Now Steve had forgotten totally about his predicament. He just could not help watching. Sean was sucking the penis as if it was a lollipop with increasing speed. Blaine was soon moaning in time to the mouth on his penis. It felt so good, so very good. Blaine could hold it no more, his cum erupted in five decreasing pulses flooding Sean's mouth between his legs. Sean sloshed the cum around in his mouth like some bizarre wine connoisseur so he could savour the taste and texture of the Blaine's cum.

'That looked fun' said Steve fully aware how insipid the comment was before the words left his mouth.

Sean stood up his face looking like a messy cat that had been at the cream. Out came his tongue to lick off the spillage.

'Enjoying that' asked Steve. 'Is this Steve makes stupid comment day?' Steve thought.

Cautiously and deliberately, both Sean and Blaine moved closer toward Steve. Blaine, who was now slightly closer, smiled and nodded to Sean. Suddenly, two pairs of arms enveloped Steve and two pairs of hands began to explore his still clothed body. Sean's fingers were soon caressing Steve's now very hard nipples. Steve started to struggle And try to get away.

'Both you and Sean are so predictable. Struggle if you want resistance if futile'

Obviously Blaine thought quoting Star Trek was funny

Blaine slid one hand under Steve's tight T-shirt and began to gently massage Steve's left nipple. Although the sensation of Blaine's touching him that way lessened Steve's struggle to get away somewhat, he still tried. After all, his body had never been touched like that by anyone before. But Steve still struggled. Blaine lifted the bottom of Steve's T-shirt and Sean's nimble fingers were replaced by the moistness of Blaine's mouth. Steve made a slightly audible gasp at the feelings Blaine's mouth provoked. As Blaine's mouth worked on each of his nipples, any resistance Steve may have had began to disappear. Here he was stuck to a chair with yards of electrical tape being molested by two of his teammates and he was enjoying it--possibly too much. Steve readily relaxed while Sean unbuttoned his jeans and it was only a few moments before Sean had both Steve's jeans and his underwear pulled down around his ankles as far as the tape would allow. Finally free, Steve's cock stuck up rock hard against his taut belly.

What happened next was something he had dreamed of for years but now it was happening all he felt was shock. He felt a sudden, warm, soft, wetness that enveloped his penis. "What the fuck!" Steve screeched, looking for the source of this unnerving yet pleasurable feeling. Feelings of unimagined pleasure ripped through his body, Steve Watched as Sean's keen mouth worked up and down his penis. Sean was suckling it like calf attacking its mother. As Sean worked steadily on Steve's penis it seemed to shimmer in the light coming from the room's lighting. Sean moved up and down Steve's length from the tip, which he hit with the end of his tongue down and down till Sean's lips were entangled in Steve's pubes. Steve strived again to get his arms free but this time not to escape but to force Sean's head onto his penis.

Blaine pulled his head out from under Steve's T-shirt running his tongue along Steve's muscular chest as he went. When he finally got his head out Blaine smoothed his messed up hair then leaning over Steve he whispered into Steve's ear. 'Sean is real good at sucking isn't he?' Steve nodded. Blaine continued now staring directly into Steve's eyes, 'This can go on for ever you know.' Then Blaine started licking the tip of Steve's nose while Steve gazed deeply into Blaine's eyes. The more he looked the more Steve felt all of this was natural, normal. But how could anything this bizarre be normal? Blaine and Sean continued to on Steve. He sighed, he moaned, he felt light headed. All of this was because of Blaine. The person he had spent years fantasising about was giving him a blowjob because of Blaine. These feelings of extreme pleasure were because of Blaine. Everything was because of Blaine.

When Steve finally managed to break away from Blaine's stare he realised he was free. Someone had slit the tape binding him to the chair. But Sean was still sucking him. Just what was going on?

'Now you have a choice Steve. You can leave, just walk straight out that door or you can make a decision that will give you everything you dreamed of. You pick'.

Steve's first thought was just to get up and leave. To get away from this madness. But. There was always a “but”.

As he pondered what to do Sean grabbed both of Steve's thighs and grabbing them he started to pull Steve off the chair. Steve looked down at Sean's eager face staring up, mouth open, full of Steve's cock with pubic hair around his mouth. Soon Steve lying sprawled upon the floor as Sean continued his work. Sean suddenly moved his attention from Steve's cock and began to lick Steve's balls, lifting them with his tongue so he could taste and savour the underside. Steve started to moan as Sean greedily licked the pre-cum of the tip of Steve's penis. Blaine bent over Steve's prone body and started linking his merry way down from Steve's neck toward his belly button, leaving a saliva tracing his progress. This was not what Steve had imagined it would be like in his nightly jack off sessions a press photo of Sean shirtless in one hand and he dick in the other. He had imagined 69ing Sean, taking and been taken doggie style, bouncing up and down on Sean's cock, but never being serviced by Sean and Blaine like two rent boys. He wanted Sean in him, not playing with him.

'Fuck me Sean, fuck me.' He shouted.

Blaine's mouth and tongue stopped their work on Steve's belly button and moved down to join Sean on Steve's penis and balls.

'Didn't you hear me Sean? I want you. Give it to me.'

Neither Blaine nor Sean said a word or stopped their work on Steve's penis and balls.

'Okay I'm going'

Four hands grabbed holding him down while things continued below. Just as Steve was about to try and break free he felt something. Steve could feel an unbearable pressure building in his groin, a pressure that demanded only release. He was going to cum and Blaine and Sean knew it too.

'You're ready.' Blaine said.

Steve moaned.

'Sean give yourself to Steve'

Sean seemed to understand the instruction. Moving he positioned himself on all fours. Then he raised himself slightly and spread his ass cheeks with his hands. Blaine helped Steve up off the floor onto his knees and readied Steve behind Sean.

'You wanted this didn't you? All you have to do is say you willingly give yourself to me and he's yours. Do you?' Blaine asked.

'Yes' was all Steve could reply.

Steve let Blaine control him into a position that placed his penis on Sean's hole.

'What now?' Steve asked.

'Fuck him' Blaine ordered and Steve did.