Gay Erotic Stories

Harry a young teen around 19-years-old, was taking one step at a time, toward the crippled mansion in front of him, it was dark, not dark because of the night, something really dark was there, he could feel it, but on the other hand he never believed in dark stuff or supernatural things, and thats why he accepted to go alone inside that house and show to his stupid friends that nothing is there, well maybe some giant rats but nothing more than that, his friends were laughing and waited for him to run like a girl, but Harry was fearless, he was only afraid of the known, he was so sure that monsters and ghosts didn't exist, that he didn't need to be afraid, now he was on the entrance, he pushed the crippled door, it creaked and open, inside he could see only what his flashlight could light, another step and he was in the mansion, it smelled abandonment, and dust, his friends yelled from outside "You can run now and scream we wont make A LOT of fun of you" and laughed, ha! he wouldn't let them have that satisfaction, the mission was to go to the second floor and wave from a window so they would see he went upstairs, so without hesitation he run towards the stairs, and then he saw it, it was a dark figure, he couldn't explain it, he had goosebumbs all over him, it moved, not like a human being, but more like something...supernatural, Harry didn't wait there he jumped on the side and he run to the second floor, without looking back, he felt something wet on his jeans, he had peed himself, in one night he changed his attitude toward supernatural, now he knew they were real, he was facing one right now, he went to one of the rooms, it didn't had a window, that was just great, he closed the door and lied on the floor he could feel it coming closer, and then it appeared in front of him without even moving or opening the door, it was scarier than those stuff on tv, maybe because it was the real thing, he closed his eyes and waited for the strike, but it never came, firm hands shooked him "Kid, you alright, hey! talk to me", a tall man, 40-something was now in front of Harry, he was attractive in some way, he dragged Harry out of the house, and left him only when they reached his car, Harry collapsed on the pavement, his legs were like jelly, he was in shock, "Who are you Sir?" he asked kindly and feeling appreciation for this man who saved him, the man looked at him "Name's John, relax now everything will be alright", he grabbed him again with those firm hands of his and made him stood up, Harry could see his friends were not there "My friends, where are my..." but John stopped him "Relax, I just send them home, this place is not for kicks boy what you were doing inside anyway?", Harry with tears on his eyes, explained why he entered that mansion and about his friends who told him, he was a pussy if he refused to go inside, John moved his head in a "understand you" gesture, "What was that thing inside?" Harry asked, John looked at him "What you think it was?", "Umm Alien maybe?" Harry replied, even now he couldn't accept the fact of supernatural, John laughed "Alien huh? well not quite, I would say a vengeful spirit", Harry was starting to laugh and when he saw John's serious face stopped "What you mean that? like for real?", "Yes boy and better be careful, when they say about a haunted house, it might be a haunted house and not just a story so never enter such houses, I have seen what those spirits can do and it ain't pretty", Harry collapsed again, John grabbed him, "Come on, maybe we should go to my place so you can relax first, you can't go home like this", Harry accepted the invitation, and he rode the black impala, beautiful car, if he wasn't so shaky, he would have appreciated his ride in it, they parked over a motel, John and Harry entered the room, it smelled man from miles away, clothes were on chairs, not a woman's touch in there, it was obvious, Harry sat on the bed since there was only one chair and John was sitting on it now, Harry took a deep breath "Wow, this is a lot to digest, ghosts, spirits and stuff?" he said, John stood up "I know son, just be careful no need to worry more than you should" he touched his shoulder and then he unbuttoned his shirt and now he was shirtless, only his jeans on, he grabbed another shirt to wear "Sorry I just need to change this" John said, he wore his shirt but the buttons were undone, Harry could see his hairy manly chest, and then he remembered he never thanked the guy "Oh, I'm such an ass, thanks sir, I never thanked you for saving my ass out of there", John was smiling with some hint, but Harry couldn't get it, and then he realized he should leave that room, as he had realized about that spirit without even knowing why, "Its late I should return to my home" Harry said, John stood in front of the door, "Well you can leave after you finish your payment to me for saving you" he said, Harry could feel his sweat on him running cold "Umm I don't have...any money on me sir, but I'll make sure to pay you just tell me your name and your..." but John stopped him "My name is John Winchester and I'm telling you this because I want you to scream it" he said, and pulled Harry and dropped him on the motel's crappy bed, Harry knew what John wanted now, and it wasn't pretty, maybe if he was a gay guy he would love it, but Harry was a straight male, he like pussied and girls, he just couldn't accept to be fucked by another male, John approached him, "See you owe me your life kiddo, you can scream and try to run, or you can just enjoy this" he said, "But I'm...not into it, I'm a guy please sir don't ask me to..." but John made a gesture saying "Shut your mouth", Harry couldn't do anything but obey, John was a 40-something tall man, and Harry was kinda petite, John unzipped his denim jeans, a throbbing cock appeared,it was big and full of veins, Harry was just looking at it panicked, "Come on take it in your mouth" he ordered, "Oh sir don't ask me to do this, I can pay you.." Harry started crying but John slapped him "Ungrateful bastard, pay me now" he said and his dick was touching Harry's lips, who pulled away in disgust, and then he saw the gun on the table, this guy could kill him any minute, so he did what he should, he took the penis inside his mouth, it was disgusting, big, but disgusting, he wanted to throw up, John laughed "Thats right...now keep sucking", Harry sucked like a little bitch, the cock of this strange saviour man who turned to be a rapist, he was handsome and if Harry was into gay stuff, he would have liked him, but now he was just disgusted by this huge cock inside his mouth, it tasted weird, but he kept saying into his mind "Come on, just a blowjob, just a blowjob and you are free", so with that thought he tried to give his best on this blowjob, sucking that cock so hard, that John was moaning "Stop" he said, finally this torture was over, he would forget about it, like it never happened, John though had other plans "Take your pants off" said, Harry asked again "What?", John said again "Your pants, take them off", Harry knew that this blowjob was just the beggining, and then he knew he couldn't take it, he couldn't get fucked, a blowjob was an easy thing to forget maybe, but a fuck, would change him forever, "Sir no please, don't do this, You will destroy me" he said, he didn't know that every single "please" from his mouth was a turn on to John Winchester,John grabbed the gun "You want me to say this again?" he said, Harry did as he asked, he unzipped his pants, and along with his underwear, he dropped them on the floor, he was now naked only with his shirt on, John approached and hugged him from behing his stiff cock was touching Harry's ass, "You so gonna like this" he said to Harry and pushed him on the bed, Harry was on his back looking terrified, "Turn" John said, Harry did it, his ass was exposed now, John dropped all of his clothes, he was nude, Harry could see him through reflection from the crappy lamp on the side, he felt him on him, his hot mature body, laying on him, and his cock hard and ready to open him John licked Harry's ear "Open your butt cheeks for me" he said, Harry did it, John didn't even prepared him, he just inserted his thick dick inside, and pushed hard, Harry felt as if he was experiencing the most painful experience ever, it was painful and nice, he felt good but it was painful, he was so confused, but as John moved along, Harry was only in pain, his ass was violated so hard "Sir stop it, aaahhhh stop it" Harry said with dignity ammount touching zero, John wasn't stopping he was fucking him hard, "Ahhh it hurts, it hurts" Harry cried, "I know, and I also know you like it" John said "You got goosebumbs" he said, and Harry liked it indeed, he liked that cock inside him, at first it seemed so innapropriate, he was a straight guy and he liked it, but then John and his dick changed him forever, John's cock was getting harder inside Harry's untrained asshole, "Ahhhh ahhhh, my ass is burning stop, stopppp!!!!" John was moving faster and faster as Harry's scream became louder, Harry felt tears on his eyes, he wasn't crying, it was from this pain, the crappy bed was creaking like it was being fucked too, John kept on going, inside-outside, Harry never felt his ass so violated and open, he never imagined that he would like a man's dick so much, John went inside his ass and stayed there for a minute, his cock was still hard, John's chest was on Harry back, "Your ass is so nice Harry I love fucking guys like you" and then Harry felt it, a warm liquid squirm, inside him, John was unloading his cock on Harry's ass. When he pulled his cock out of Harry, Harry touched his hole, it was so opened, and he felt different, he felt as if his ass was split in two, like it was bigger or something, he turned on his back, his ass was hurting him "Ouch, I cant sit" he said, "it happens when you are a virgin and you get your first fuck from behind" John replied, he was dressing himself, he was wearing his shirt and those jeans, Harry was seeing him so differently now, he wasn't that man, he was that HOT man, he couldn't figure if that fuck made him gay, or if he was gay all along, the only thing he knew it was that he was happy, happy that his ass got fucked by such a stud, John Winchester grabbed his stuff and looked at Harry "I have paid for this room, leave whenever you want" he said smiled and then left, Harry felt empty, he was in love with his saviour and fucker, later he returned home, luckily his parents never questioned him, something he earned the moment he turned 19. He never stopped dreaming John Winchester, even when he got married some years later, and he was fucking his wife, he could only remember John...