Gay Erotic Stories

Diego was the typical moderate income young Jamaican Male. He was cocoa brown, 5ft 10", 21 years old, lean and fit with abs. He had a big nose but that definitely didn't hurt his his chances with the women. He was a confident ladies man with swagger envied by his peers. It was Friday evening and he had the weekend off. Like every other weekend, Diego's mother went to stay with her sister while his nephews went to their mother's apartment. Diego worked good money, had no girl worries and had his friends, but he had a secret, something that was the furthest corner of taboo in this Caribbean rock. He often fantasizes about sucking cock, he was more than just gay, he wanted to be a faggot, cock slut, a cum receptacle. He'd get stoned, chopped, likely killed if everyone knew, and it was going to get harder to control that side of him as if clockwork his Uncle Paul entered the Apartment. "Jamar, wah gwan?" he said Diego's nickname casually. "Nuh-in much yuh knuh." Diego replied. They sat on the chair and watched high school football until night. They ate takeout box food of chicken and boiled dumping and yam and were full. It was 11:45 p.m. Paul fell asleep watching sports. Diego stood in the doorway in the dark staring at his unconscious Uncle, Paul was 41, bald with some short fine hairs growing around his head. His motionless 6ft 2" body laid their in his black mesh marina, his sweaty oak brown skin, and tight blue jeans clinging to his thick legs. When Paul came over he'd always take sleeping pills and slept in Jamar's bed so Jamar had to sleep in his mother's uncomfortable bed which made his butt ache and sore when he woke up. Diego turned off the t.v. And stood looking down at Paul. 'Just Kiss him you idiot, he won't wake up'. Slowly Jamar bent his head down, his heart pounding against his chest as his lips were now less than an inch from his Uncle's. The sleeping man's breath brush against jamar's lips. They touched. Uncle Paul's lips were so soft press against his, although he expected rough. He started kissing his unconscious Uncle passionately. Suddenly Paul let out a tired moan and shifted. Diego shot up in utter shock and quietly stepped out of the room. His first kiss with Paul actually happened and he now knew what he had to do. Saturday afternoon, Diego bought a bottle of sleeping pills and a bottle of Viagra. Later he repeated the same activities with Paul but they had their dinner after 11 p.m. Diego made lemonade and had the Sleeping pills on the counter. He went looking for the viagra and after 4 minutes he found them. He went back to the counter where he felt the sleeping pills and grinded them to dust together and placed it in his Uncle's drink. He brought the spiked lemonade to Paul and he drank it up in no time. "Why yah look pan mi fah?" Paul asked. "Nah, jus a stare inna spyace." Diego quickly replied. In 12:36 p.m. Uncle Paul was out cold. Diego waited for the Viagra to kick in and 2 minutes result were shown. A long wide shape pressed on Paul's jeans. Diego's heart pounded again, and just to be sure Jamar called out to his Uncle, then yelling his name with no response. Suddenly he gave him huge smack across the face with no response. Diego took that as the all clear as he pressed his lips against his Uncle's once again, sucking his lips and licking his teeth. He gazed at his Uncle's body. He had basically almost a potbelly, opposing Jamar's fit physique but that somehow made him even sexier to him. Paul already undid his belt. Jamar pulled down his pants, the his boxerbriefs. Paul's 11.5" Kidney Cleaner stood erect like the Washington Monument. It was 2.5 " around it in girth. Jamar felt as if his heart would jump from his throat. He grabbed his Uncle's dick and pressed his lips on it. It was warm, smooth and hard. His lips ran against the skin and kissed it. He then started sucked the June Plum sized hairy balls. They were thick with sweat and Paul signature scent tat made jamar's dick jump. He moved to the head were he finally engulfed the cock or tried. Jamar was living his fantasy. Every vein, the foreskin he could caress with his tongue. He sucked and sucked and sucked but nothing came up and wasn't sure if Paul would wake up to his. Jamar detached his lips from his Uncle's cock, took one more deep breath, and dived in with an opened mouth, sucking on his Uncle's cock vigorously like a madman. Up and down up and down his head bobbed with all his might. Jamar's cock was rock hard as he finally started just tasted pre-cum when suddenly..."Wha Di bomba clat byoi?!" Uncle Paul yelled as he shot up staring at his Nephew with half his dick lodged in his mouth. Diego swiftly removed his lips from his Uncle's cock with his hand covering them in complete and utter silent shock. They laid there looking at each other. Paul's face was contorted with 10% confusion and 90% anger. This was it. His Uncle would tell the country his was incest gay. This was the end of Jamar's life.