Gay Erotic Stories

Jeff had grown up to be a self styled scrapper. He'd pick fights and get high. He lacked the masculinity of his bigger older brother who was a bear and masculine complete with bitten-off fingernails.

Jeff lacked his brother's masculinity, being a tad skinny and having long red hair and long nails. He had a beard; his only sign of masculinity which also let people know he wasn’t a biological female.

I'd known Jeff's parents for a few years and paid no attention to the two boys since adults are my interest. That changed when Ken was about thirty and Jeff was in his mid to late twenties. Ken was already a breeder, planning to marry his broad and knock her up but Jeff didn’t seem to even be seeing a girlfriend. He still looked like a bearded lady. His mother had asked us to run an errand for her and bring back a load of fencing supplies. We ran the errands and stopped at the emporium and I did most of the loading as well as checking the list. Jeff, for all the fights he'd been in, wasn’t strong enough to load the rolls of chain-link fencing and only loaded a few fence posts and a bag or two of concrete--probably afraid of breaking one of his long nails. We left the emporium lot and he drove somewhere I'd never been before, to a vacant field with a grove of trees at one end. "Where we goin?" I asked.

"Relax. We have time to get back and I want to introduce myself" he replied. I figured he'd guessed I'm gay despite my masculinity and had some idea he could whip me, thinking I was tired from loading the fencing. I decided I'd just finish the fight quickly, bundle him into the truck and get back to his mom's place. He parked right by the trees and I assessed the situation. He pulled out a buck knife and tossed it on the floor, saying "I wont be needing this" as we got out and I let him lead me to a small clearing deep in the trees. There was a sheet of plywood covered with an old blanket.

All of a sudden he dropped to his knees and unzipped my jeans. He fished out my soft cock and sucked it into his mouth. I stood there in surprise but ready to bust his head open should he try to bite it off. It wasn’t necessary and he went to work not only sucking it hard but licking my cheese from under my foreskin and swallowing it. I knew he'd been sucking since at the age of eighteen and had likely taken his brother's meat in him as well.

After I was hard he left it wet and stripped. He looked like a bearded broad with no tits. He got out a tube of lube and handed it to me, saying "Grease up your dick" while he then lay in the blanket and spread his legs. I mounted him and shoved my dick up his ass. He was still decently tight but no virgin and I suspected he might have V.D. and might be trying to give it to me. If he did I could have him taken care of later.

I fucked Jeff's ass and he whispered encouragement as I pumped him. I then came in him and his first words as I shot my load were, "Leave it in".

I thrust until I was spent and then lay on and in him while he told me I'm one of the better studs he's had. He offered me a cig and I said I'd smoke half of one and he could finish it. He gave my dick an affectionate squeeze with his ass muscles and produced a pack and lighter. I had half the Marlboro and passed the rest of it to him. He seemed to like putting it in his mouth.

After he was done he said I could get up. I pulled out of him and stood up. He got to his knees and immediately took my dick in his mouth and sucked it clean while I watched in amazement. I was sure glad we'd never kissed and I would never let him kiss me above the belt now that I knew where his mouth had been.

He then rimmed me for a few minutes and then returned to sucking my dick. He sucked me till I shot my second load off in his mouth which was one of the better bung-holes with teeth I'd used. He sucked me dry and then asked me if I needed to piss. I said I did and he told me to so it in his mouth. He sucked as I pissed and never spilled a drop. All of my piss joined my cheese and cum in his stomach. He kissed my dick after I finished and got dressed. On our way back he said, "Any time we have enough time alone we're gonna be doing this".

I kind of agreed since he was a decent piece of hole.

(c) "John Smith" 2004