Gay Erotic Stories

My flat was first by right so Mama Ogechi’s unbrella kiosk was just behind my kitchen window. Mama Ogechi and her friends were so passionate with gossip; expectedly it rendered them so famous and at the same time famous with a lot of people. Their gossips on homosexuality always hit me with a strange feeling. I always made sure I absorbed all they said in this infamous topic with a keen interest.

I learned a lot of things through them--the name and addresses of gays and the popular hangouts of the homosexuals. Curiously, one day I visited one of the joints. When I walked in to the hotel a long narrow road led me to the bar. The barman was a short young man of 23-25yrs, with a great muscular body. He gave me the most unsettling look I has ever received from another man. "Is this your first time here? he asked.

"Yes" I shyly nodded.

“Anything the matter?”

I fired back, “No, not at all."

He assured me and concentrated on the man that just walked to us. My breath skipped as I felt the man's palm across my fat haunches. Softly he stroked each of them but magically his palm disappeared back to his pocket after receiving a strange gesture from the barman. He ordered for bottle of Gulder and disappeared in to a door by left. The man looked so handsome and well fed. We shared the same height and probably the same age.

"Give me one bottle of Star," I said.

The hall is at the back, the first door by your left will lead you there," he said after I paid him. “Go in and enjoy yourself, " he added.

As I walked in to the dimly lit passage, I was shocked beyond expression--men were all over--smooching and caressing each other. Younger men older men, men of different shapes and sizes, some are in pairs, while others formed group. It was so obvious they were enjoying each other, but it was their sensuous moaning that got my dick so stiff and pre-cum was pouring out profusely against my thighs and loose narrow shorts.

I settled on one of the large cushions that dotted over the spacious hall. Over 50 men were there and were struggling with each other for sexual pleasure. Surprisingly I received no attention from them. I refused to admit that I was not attractive to at least one of them. At 38, I was really looking good, I was not lean, but neither was I over weight. My fatness blended perfectly with my good height, so it is not incorrect if I am described as a huge man.

Three months ago after Mama Ogechi and her pals acquainted me with the reality of homosexuality, my thoughts never cease to dwell on man-to-man sex. The large size of a man’s buttocks always got the major part of my fantasy. A man with a great dick and towering figure always set my knees wobbling.

Oblivious to me the barman was already beside me, he asked me to followed him and I obliged. He led me to a dark corner of the hall; there I met the huge man who had previously stroked my ass. Slowly the barman and the huge man descended on me, they kissed my lips twitched my nipples and stroked my ass simultaneously. It was a great thrill for me to be pleasured by the two sexiest guys in the hall. They both had fat asses and plump bodies.

Mr. Andrew [that was the name of the huge man] has a modest a dick while bar man has a real big one. They took turn in plunging their dick deep down my throat Mr. Andrew took a keen interest on my dick; he sucked and sucked me until I shot my seed into his hot mouth. They lifted me down to the rugged floor and pushed some cushion sheets under my hips and pinned my stout legs to my chest across my shoulders. My asshole was reaching out to the sky. Quietly they attacked my anus. I was rimmed and finger- fucked respectively. I shuddered and writhed endlessly as pleasured rocked my bulky body.

"Your anus is sweeter than a pot of honey," the bar man said as he forced his tongue right in to my rectum. Lastly Mr. Andrew aligned himself against my haunches and forced his shaft beyond my sphincter and inched towards my colon wall. Slowly he thrust; they took turns pounding my virgin hole until they all had buried their seed in side my hole.

Unknown to us, we had created a scene--most of the men had formed a semi-circle around us clapping and hailing us. The barman felt I was not done so he beckoned to a younger guy they called Jide, he was famous for his monstrous cock. Jide raised me to a doggy position, and from the rear he pushed his huge phallus into me. I felt a lot of pain as my mancunt was stretched to accommodate the monstrous cock.

Jide was also an expert rider. He rode me until all the pain disappeared. I was awash with pure and real pleasure. We moaned and yelled in ecstasy until we both came. Jide was fully loaded with cock juices!

That was my fourth orgasm of the night and that was, up till now my only 'anal orgasm'. After about 30 minutes’ rest Mr. Andrew told me he would show me another side of gay sex. Lying on the large cushion, he yanked his legs and spread his anus with his fingers. I didn't hesitate; I fucked him like a mad man until he was speaking in “tongues”.

He had a very beefy, soft and sweet man-pussy and I loved it. Andrew and I have been lovers since then, and it has been over 10 years now. We are both married and we have derived a lot of pleasure in rimming and fucking our fat asses. If you like my story please mail me at: executiveman007@yahoo.com