Gay Erotic Stories

It was a normal evening here at the Beer Pit Drive-Thru. Customers had been coming in droves. It was near closing time and things had finally slowed down allowing me the chance to stock up a few things. I had my back to the office door that led out to the main building picking up cartons of cigarettes to use to restock the shelves when I felt something in my back "Not a word or I blow your fucking brains out" said a low voice. "Turn around slowly" I did as I was told and saw a man dressed in black from head to toe. I could only make out his eyes and mouth in his ski mask. "Open the drawer and put the money in a bag." the gunman ordered. I headed to the register and did as instructed, suddenly I was shoved roughly over the counter, I bumped the drawer and it closed. I felt the robber pulling at my jeans jerking them down. "Oh so the little perv don't wear underwear the gunman said and he spit. I was pretty sure I knew what was coming and braced myself. I heard the gunman spit again and felt the head of his cock press against the opening to my hole. Took slow deep breaths trying to relax myself so it wouldn't hurt as much. I was concentrating hard on relaxing and didn't realize my assailant had removed his mask.

Just as I had expected the gunman pushed and entered me all at once. he didn't stop when he had buried his cock all the way in my ass. He started fucking me the sounds of his hips slapping against my ass echoed in the empty drive-thru. Tears had sprang to my eyes from the pain. Then the gunman surprised me again by reaching around and grabbing my cock. He started pumping it in time with his thrusts. By this time the pain had subsided and I was kinda enjoying it, and would have more if I was afraid of being shot.

Without warning The gunman grabbed my forehead and forced me against his chest which had somehow became shirtless. Being forced back like that made me stare out the window of the office to the main room but it wasn't the room that got my attention it was the reflection floating there ghost-like. The gunman had one hand now on my throat and the other was on his nipple where he was pinching and pulling at it. there was not a gun in sight which was good because once I got a good look at his face I lost my mind. I kicked on leg out of my jeans and grabbed the gunman's wrist and in one movement spun myself around behind him twisting his arm behind him and slamming him into the counter. "Let's see how you like it you little bitch!" I hissed in his ear then spat on my own cock and rammed it up his ass just as rough as he had done to me. "Give it to me Alex, fuck that hole" the unmasked gunman screamed as I pulled my cock out of his hole and slammed it back in to the root over and over. I had that boy panting and screaming with pleasure our bodies coated with sweat the sound of my hips slapping his ass mingled with his moans of pleasure. several times he tried to jerk himself off but I pulled his hand away. Shortly after our swap I came load after load deep in his bowls. I pulled out and spun the gunman to face me, dropped to my knees and started sucking his cock it didn't take long before he too was unloading his sack down my throat.

When we had put ourselves together I cornered the gunman "Justin you bitch you nearly gave me a heart attack don't do that shit again!" I told him "You know that was hot," he said with a smile. "I just didn't think you would switch roles like that." "Never underestimate the power of the horny" I said laughing and kissed him.