Gay Erotic Stories

by Bearliners

I stepped in something sticky. I got stunned when I noticed it was my own cum. Gosh!!! In the excitement of sucking the cock that created me, I came without touching myself. I pulled out a paper tissue and wiped it up.

"Oh by the way son," said Dad pulling a $20 bill out of his wallet, "if you’ve got time, could you pop up in a sex shop in Calgary and get me a leather adjustable cock ring? That would be great."

A cock ring, Dad asked me to buy him a cock ring? Well…that’s it guys…my family is going mental. I’m telling you. Dad is fruit loops.

"Without telling you mother about it, that’s obvious,” said Dad, rubbing his thumb against his moustache. We went downstairs. It was quarter to 11, Cliff should not be too long, and I was still a bit light headed. I just can’t believe it. ‘sMom was in the living room putting some fresh flowers in Grand Ma vase, by the chimney.

"Gosh you boys were having a lot of things to talk about…" said Mom, "Gary…you know, I’m not so sure about that trip to Calgary. You know how Cliff behaves with his wife…and I’m not happy at all…and I do mean at all, about that! I don’t want to see Peter exposed to such depravation... I m sorry but...I maintain my ‘no’…"

"Oh please Mom…"

Dad cleared his voice, "Lisbeth...be sensible. What do you want Peter to do here another two weeks? Looking at the sky and playing with Teece all day long? This is a great opportunity for Peter, Cliff is a nice man, and whatever he does to his wife, whether that’s true or not, is none of our business anyway! ... Plus, it’s a great chance for him to go to Canada and see a lovely city...Hey…our boy’s not 7 years old any more." Dad winked at me, "Let him enjoy his trip…he’ll be back tomorrow with plenty of nice things to tell us. By the way son, don t forget to take your digital cam, there’s some nice things to see there."

"Listen honey," mom grabbed me by the waist, " do not hesitate one second to use your VISA if Cliff is displaying an improper behaviour. Go to Calgary airport and take the first flight back home, or go to the bus station and take a Greyhound, okay sweetie? Promise me you won’t let that pervert molest you in any way."

Dad stood up, "Will you stop that nonsense Lisbeth? This is getting completely ridiculous now. You will have to stop mothering Peter damn it!”

"But Gary…it s just that he’s only a boy…"

"A 22-year-old boy…is what I see love... I mean--I know you mean well honey, but Please...give him a break. It’s about time he flies on his own wings, don’t you think so? Anyway, I can hear a truck outside. Peter, here’s your ride."

Mom’s eyes were getting wet. She hugged me like if it was the last time she would see me, "My love…you protect yourself…have you taken your Bible with you?"

Dad jumped, "Lisbeth…he does not need it for 24 hours! I’d rather see him taking some condoms in case he wants to have fun."

"Oooh! Gary! How can you say things like that??? You’re getting vulgar as usual!"

A knock on the door, and here was Cliff…a smile whizzed through my face. Boy…that guy is gorgeous--5"9 of solid muscles, his short trimmed beard was shining in the sunshine, an old baseball cap screwed on his head, a red flannel shirt... partially opened and under it, the most superb forest of chest hair I’ve had the chance to caress and look at. Man, I m telling you, Cliff is getting more and more gorgeous every day.

After five minutes of a chat, while I checked up I had all I needed, passport, bag pack and a couple of things, I went and quickly grab a drink in the fridge and Cliff and I went on our way. I opened the right door and jumped on board his cab over Mack, threw my bag pack on his bed, behind our seats, and once Cliff was ready, on we went.

It was a great day…sunshine, mountains, and a gorgeous bear by my side.

"Hey Peter...so, better here than in Phillie, I guess?"

"Yes and no. I know I sound strange, but even though I’m glad to be back here, I do miss my freedom..."

Cliff laughed, "I know…your dad complains a bit about how protective your mom is…she is a bit of a pain-in-the-neck, isn’t she?

"A bit? Man, I’d say she is a major pain in the arse. Don’t get me wrong, I do love her deeply, but hey…she does treat me like if I was still a teenager."

"Controlling you mean?"

"Not only that…I got some calls, she checks out who I’m talking with. I found recently that some of my mail had been read... also, I had a small pocket-size gay porn magazine. I used when I need a wank. Well, it was in my backpack and guess what…I can’t find it anywhere…and it’s not Dad, as he would never violate my privacy. Well, you know well enough to know that."

Cliff looked at me, "What makes you say that? Your dad and I are friends?"

"Come on mate…after what you’ve been telling Dad about our trip together? Well, if that’s not complicity...how do you call it? Would you tell someone you’re not friends with that his son is a good piece of arse or a good cocksucker?"

Cliff busted out laughing, "Don t tell me he did tell you that, did he? Darn. Gary can’t keep his mouth shut! Yeah…well...yes, we are buddies, and we do enjoy sharing this kind of information...but was he mad or anything?"

"Mad? Not at all…excited…yes and he actually did more than that ..."

Gary let out a nervous cough, "Hold on a second here...are you trying to tell me that your dad and you actually..."

"Yes…we did. I gave dad a blowjob, not even half an hour before you came."

Cliff went silent in the cabin for a couple of minutes; his mind was somewhere else… where? Don’t have a clue.

"I can t believe he did that…well…mind you, he did talk about it before; in fact, when we did start to enjoy sex your dad and I... that was one of his deepest fantasies."

"Ooh, well…" I smiled, "then you and dad did fool around together as well? I thought you were, but was not even sure about it…"

"Oh yes, buddy…your dad has a great cock and is a wonderful kisser. He likes to fuck, and does fuck well, and is also a good cocksucker. It must run in the family, if you know what I mean." Gary winked at me, and laid his right hand on top of my left leg, giving it a gentle squeeze.

Surprisingly, I was neither upset nor mad by all this; I knew since I was in my 16’s, that dad and mom was not sharing a wonderful sex life. I heard mom complaining about having some migraines, and, late at night, I even caught dad watching some porn flicks, his hefty cock in his hand, playing with his cock and slowly jerking himself off. Did he know that I watched him these nights?

Cliff took me out of my dreams, "Hey you all right kiddo? You haven t said a word for a while…I hope you’re glad to be here, are you?"

"Oh…sorry Cliff. Yes; yes of course I m glad. I m more than glad, believe me...I thought about that moment all week long."

"You’re okay with you dad's sex life?"

"Okay, I guess yes...well, it’s sad for mom, in a sense, but hey...dad has the right to have a fully satisfying sex life as well...as for me. Well, I’m dying to jump on that bed behind us with you, and see if I can deep-throat you whole without chocking this time."

Gary raised his hand toward my crotch, "Pssssst…buddy get rid of these pants for me, will you? Let me see your cock in full daylight."

I very quickly raised myself from my seat, and in two seconds, my 501’s were on the bed. Behind us, leaving me with my boxers.

"Much better, "said Gary trying to slide his hand inside my waistband, "get rid of it for me please. Let me see your cock buddy."

I did so, and ended up, bare-arsed with my cock starting to inflate, and getting half erect. Gary was driving with his left hand, while his right was gently caressing my cock, bringing me very quickly to a full erection..

"I’m just surprised your folks did not get you clipped when you were a child," said Cliff, "didn’t notice your foreskin before."

"Oh, that’s because I do keep it retracted as often as I can...it does smell otherwise."

"I know…why don’t you ask your MD to get you circumcised? Or maybe he could recommend you a good urologist who would give you a nice one. It’s a very minor surgery, and believe me buddy, not only is it far much more hygienic, but also, you’d feel so much better afterwards. Trust me on that."

"I don t know… See, I know it’s okay to get it done as a kid, but at my age? I’d love to, but I’m too old I guess...now. How do you know the difference with or without a foreskin? You’re cut; I noticed that ... so..."

"I was not circumcised as a new born baby. Don’t ask me why... but I got circumcised at the age of 34. It would be a long story to explain you why…but man…you can’t realise what a difference it did make in my sex life! Whoa, it was like if I was rediscovering the full joy of sex, and I don t only mean solo sex here...everything. Yeah…everything went so much better after that...not only I don’t stink cock cheese like I used to in the summer, but even my comfort...it s the best thing I did to me, by far!"

"You know, I do like circumcised cock. Yes…I admit it, but anyway, it must be nastily painful at my age to have it done…and then you can’t have sex for a while...so…"

"No…no Peter…you’re wrong; the pain is absolutely nothing. It’s just painful when they do inject some anesthetic stuff inside your cock, but after that…you don’t feel a darn thing…and even after…while it’s healing…the stitches may itch a bit…maybe the first week, you’ll get some discomfort, but you can’t call it pain buddy. The hardest is that you won’t have any sex after that for at least 6 weeks. Your cock will look like the nose of Elephant man, and youll be bruised a bit... after that…then...it’s a new world of pleasure ahead of you."

"I would have to ask dad about that, don’t you think so?"

"Your dad will be glad to recommend you a good surgeon; there’s one I know in Helena, in the hospital where Kathryn works. The guy’s great, friendly, and is known to do a good job. I could talk to him if you’re interested in having it done."

"I don’t know…yes, I’d like to, deep within myself, but there’s the problem of the cost and also, how long is the whole intervention? Do they have to put you completely to sleep? I’m not too keen on needles."

"First thing you gotta know in general, in this state, heathcare does cover that surgery as it is still considered a basic necessity one, second, the whole surgery does not take more that 30 minutes, and forget about a general anesthesia. it’s only a local one."

"I’d love to get it done. I must say I don’t enjoy my foreskin. Sure it does feel good but that fucking cock cheese stinks and does turn people off, plus because I’m the only one uncut in my sport team at college, I do feel embarrassed and get some shitty remarks sometimes."

"Deal," said Cliff, "enough talk about that anyway…we’ll stop by the hospital on our way back tomorrow and see what the MD has to say, okay?"

"Fine."

"Great, because now having talked about cock… well, mine is waking up. Did you not say earlier you were turned on by circumcised cock?"

"Yep…I did say that."

"Okay, well then, why don t you pull my fly down and see if mine does the trick for you..."

I extended my hands and gently pulled down Cliff's 505 zipper down…as usual, the guy was going commando. He helped me by undoing his belt. and in two seconds his jeans were fully open. I was speechless. In front of me was displayed the most thick and stunning cock I’ve ever seen. Unbelievable--imagine a thick tower of male flesh, all crisscrossed with blue veins, getting so thick at its base that my fingers could NOT circle it, and on top of this, a lovely mushroom shaped head, pinkish brown, with a nice piss slit, already drooling precum and three inches under the head was a lovely circumcision scar line,. The base of that schlong was trimmed, giving the massive beauty a strong, masculine aspect. I know it is hard to describe in word what was in front of my eyes but guys, believe me I swear, the thing was just fucking massive. Man…I can’t believe I took that in my arse--no surprise it was painful.

"You like it?" asked Cliff, "Is it big enough for you?"

"Big enough for me? ... Boy, it’s a fantasy come true buddy; how long is that thing? Did you ever measure it?"

"No, I did not…but one time, a guy I fucked in a truck stop in Wichita KS, got so turned on by its size that he actually pulled out a tape and measured it. It said 10 3/4 inches, so I guess that’s what it is ..."

"Bloody hell…I’m not sure I shall be able to deep throat the whole thing Cliff...it’s so... huge."

Cliff bend over my side and pulling my face toward his, he kissed me, his beard smelled some nice woody cologne. "Buddy, why don’t you jerk me off while I’m driving? There’s a rest area a couple of miles before the border, near Babb... and I do plan to take a break and see if I can get you to swallow the whole thing."

"Cliff. Not sure about that. It’s soooo big."

"No worries…you’ll do fine…I’ll tell you how to do it."

The next 14 miles went quick. In fact, I was so caught up in caressing Cliff’s behemoth cock that I did not realise the distance. "Do you mind if I take a picture of your cock? I’d love to have a picture of it…please?"

Cliff laughed, "Sure buddy, take all the pics you want. Got a camera?"

"Yep, my small digital one," and in no time, I took enough shots of that superb piece of manhood to keep me wanking my cock to a pulp for 10 days non-stop. Cliff exited the road and put the truck to a full stop. He turned the engine off.

"Well…that’s it. Let’s pull the curtains together, and pop on the back, okay buddy? I’m dying to fuck your throat."

I did not loose any time, and in less than one minute, I got all my clothes spread everywhere in the front cabin, me lying naked and with a stiffy on the trucker’s bed. Cliff joined me a couple of minutes after. He took me in his arms and we kissed like mad, like crazy. Like if our lives depended on it. His furry chest was crisp, and gently rubbing against my skin, his arms were keeping me close to him, and his cock, was snaking between my legs, heading toward my arsehole. I shivered.

"Hello boy," he whispered, caressing my lips with his brushy moustache, "good to have you with me again. I’ve been thinking a lot about your mouth and how great your arse felt squeezing my cock. Do tell me what you want Son...tell me…do you want me as much as I’m dying to have you?"

I tried to speak, but Cliff pressed his lips against mine and we kissed again. My hands caressing his silky beard ... I was lost in feelings… It was beyond this world. I was crushed into his strong furry arms and I let him hold me. His kisses became passionate. We were soon fondling each other. I lowered my head, licking and nibbling at his furry pecs and hard nipples, teasing them with my tongue, enjoying the feeling of his hairy chest against my face. Cliff lay on top of me. I could feel his body heat and smell his manly aroma…not perspiration…just the smell of testosterone blended with a nice subtle woody cologne. His big furry paws explored my smaller body.

He lifted my arms and started to lick at my underarms, driving me wild. His hard cock was now pushing his way against my arse hole. We then continued to kiss as we rolled and ground our bodies together. His tongue darted deep in my mouth as though he were thinking of fucking me with it. Suddenly, he rose up, turned and lifted my legs, spreading them apart. He knelt over me and I felt his head between my thighs. I felt his mouth cover my balls and lick all around until I was dizzy with delight.

Now, I was looking directly at his hairy crotch. I took one of his heavy hair-coated balls in my hand, and stretching up to lap and suck on them…one at a time. I left my hands explore the hefty thick cock that was throbbing four inches away from my face. He moans and pressed his groin closer for me to continue. Now, my face was crushed against his massive weapon…what a fantastic smell that guy had. I felt myself on the verge of cumming.

Cliff noticed it, "Whoops…calm down buddy... I’m not done with you yet," and he tightly squeezed the base of my cock, until my erection went down a bit. It was a close call. I could have come again…and I did want to get as much pleasure out of all this as I could. I felt his finger explore my hairless butt hole. He lightly caressed around it, teasing and tantalizing, before he pressed on the target, telling me to open up for him.

With my hands now caressing his hairy big butt cheeks, I took his massive cut cock between my extended lips and nibbled and sucked at his cock head. Cliff let a loud moan escaped. I felt his thick finger penetrate my insides as I licked all around his cockhead, teasing its rim, caressing the mushroom shaped hammer with my lips and tongue. He was licking precum like if it was out of a dribbling faucet. I wiggled my butt as he finger fucked my tight arsehole.

Releasing his juicy cock from my mouth, I stretched back to lap and kiss his hairy ass. Cliff moved forward and let me rim him, telling me how great a boy I was. How much he liked my taking care of him! My tongue circled his hole and pressed for the treasure of his inner feelings. His finger fucking increased and soon he had two fingers inside me, stretching me open, knowingly preparing me for his thick long cut piece of bear cock. I drooled a big gob of spit and suddenly sucked his cock again, the best I could, choking myself on the schlong, getting it wet and ready for the assault I so badly wanted!

I felt him remove his fingers from my arse, leaving a void and emptiness that I wanted replaced. He extended his arm toward the shelf above our head and took out some KY jelly and a condom. "Sorry buddy, change of plans. I’m just dying to fuck you again; you’ll have to deep throat me later, once we’re in Canada. For now, lay on your back buddy…" and he crawled above me. Taking his hard on, he lowered it to my lips and told me to suck him again, to get real wet. I did as he asked, licking and sucking the massive cockhead, playing with my tongue around his mid shaft scar, enjoying the sight of his magnificent cock while I was at the same time, enjoying its taste. I loved the feel of his hard meat filling my mouth.

After a while, Cliff pulled back, and with his fingers spread the rubber wide apart to slip over his cock. When the condom was on tight, he lifted my legs. His mouth went for my pucker and he lapped and licked my aching arsehole, teasing every fiber around the area with his strong tongue and teeth. Then he put some jelly in my hole and coated his cock with it, smearing the sticky fluid all along its massive length. He pushed a pillow under my butt and got between my legs.

"I’m going to fuck you now, boy!" he said. Pressing his massive cock to my opening, his arms encircled me as he, gently, entered my waiting insides. I saw stars. My head was spinning, like if I was being impaled on a tree trunk. It was not even painful… it was just an amazing feeling of being so full, so heavenly full with a massive cock … I knew then that this was I wanted, what I liked.

"Well done boy…you’ve got it all in...you all right?"

I could not even say a world, I just grunted, "Fuck me...please…fuck me."

"You’re hot for my cock, aren’t you boy... I’m gonna give it to you good, long and hard!"

We rocked and rode the waves of pleasure filling both our bodies, first slowly and deliberately. My hands were lying with his hairy chest, twisting his nipples. Cliff bent over and kissed me, forcing his cock even deeper inside my arse. I saw stars and felt my orgasm racing through my cock. Cliff s fucking went fast, hard and out of control. He was pulling his cock almost all the way out, leaving only its head inside my arse, before showing it in one full stroke deep inside me. It seemed to go on forever. The sight of that bear, his sweaty body above mine, combined with the feeling of being stuffed by his cock, his grunts, the strength of his arms, holding me under him, while he was fucking me full length, got me to the point of no return. My orgasm was now boiling inside my balls. I was getting very close... oooooh fuck... sooo close... His bearded face came close to mine, and his mouth covered mine as we moaned and sight almost as one.

"Son, I’m going to cum!" he blurted out, "I want to see you shoot all over your soft body. come on buddy... shoot for me!"

He shoved his cock hard and deep inside my bowels, howling as his body jerked. Soon I felt his cock swelling, and he began filling the condom buried inside my arse. I fisted my own dick and fired jets of cum across my stomach and chest. He collapsed on top of me, squeezing my cum between us, causing it to drip down my sides.

We kissed again, taking our time. Cliff took gently his cock out of my arse and slowly, carefully, pulled out the used condom. It was filled. That bear must have cummed a quart…just ridiculous. Never seen such a big load in my young queer life. "Sorry... do you mind if I keep it as a souvenir?"

Cliff kissed me and gave me a smile. His eyes were sparkling, "Sure…go ahead buddy. but, you know, there’s plenty more where this comes from.. Just help yourself…" I took the condom and delicately, put it inside the front pocket of my backpack.

"Let’s hit the road, I d like to be at the border before 3 pm." Five minutes later, we both had our clothes on and were on the road again. Just a couple of noisy farts escaping out of my arse reminded us what had just happened.

At 2:47 pm, we were at the border station control at Cardston.