Gay Erotic Stories

As a Bi male, I have off and on played around with gay hook up apps, this is a story of one of those 'potential' transactions. After going back and forth on Grindr with a guy who seemed nice and normal, he stated he was interested in some role play; I asked him what he meant by that; he simply stated “Master/Sub”. This has been a long standing fantasy of mine so I said “I’d be down to do that”. His demeanor suddenly changed immediately and he said “OK faggot, you are to rent a hotel room in Salt Lake and I will be there at 6:00; text me the room number when you arrive. He then added “You are to be naked at all times in my presence. When you arrive, first clean yourself out, then take a shower, and have a chastity cage on your clit, I don’t want to even see it, cocks are for men; you have a clit and a pussy and will refer to it as such from here on out. Leave the door slightly ajar and be on our knees facing the chair, that’s where we will start”. Wow, I can’t believe this is happening and THIS evening! I have not done very much with guys, just some fooling around in college and a bit when I travel for work. I was excited and apprehensive at the same time. I overcame my nervousness booked and arrived at the hotel at about 5:00. I used the Dasani water bottle I bought on my way there to clean myself out to ensure I didn’t make mess if things went that far. After 30 minutes of flushing, I felt I was clean and washed myself off. I had bought a chastity cage that afternoon at the local sex shop and wrestled with putting it on, as my dick kept swelling each time I would attempt to cram it in the small cage. Finally, I got the cage on and put the plastic numbered lock on it. It was 5:50 and I sat on the edge of the bed, heart beating rapidly in strange anticipation and some level of fear of what I was about to engage in. The minutes ticked by slowly raising my anticipation, finally at 6:10 I heard the door open and looked back to see a large tall guy, maybe 6’3 and 220 pounds, he seemed maybe 45 or 50 with short blonde hair and tan face. “Hello Sir” I said and he replied “Hey there fag, let’s get down to business”. He pushed the door closed and walked over to the chair, dropped a duffle bag down where I was kneeling and sat down with a thud. “Well faggot, are you ready for some fun?” I simply replied “Yes, Sir”. Take my boots off and clean my feet he said, I hesitated and he reached forward and slapped me hard on the cheek, then grabbed my chin squeezing my face in his large hand and said “When I give an order, I expect it to be done immediately! Understand?” I raised my hand to my cheek to rub the sting away and he slapped it away, “You don’t touch yourself, EVER!” Yes Sir, I replied, Yes Sir WHAT? he said. “Yes, Sir I understand”. I unlaced his boots and slipped them off and then removed his socks and began licking his feet, it was disgusting and I had to hold back my gag reflex from the smell. “Good faggot”, he said. He then in one smooth motion removed his t-shirt with one hand. He had a large bare chest with huge areolas and large nipples. I was mesmerized by the sheer size and definition of his chest, so unlike mine. “Take my cock out” he said. I removed his belt and slid his pants down, he had blue plaid boxers on and I could see his huge dick print pushing against the fabric. I slid them down and his half erect cock sprung from the boxers slapping up against his abdomen and coming to rest on his thigh. “Prefect, now you won’t be needing your hands anymore and he quickly leaned forward and grabbed both my wrists, stood up and pulled my arms behind my back. He grabbed a piece of rope from the duffle bag and quickly tied my hands together firmly behind my back. I protested, but he grabbed my head and pushed it up against his crotch stifling my words and filling my nostrils with his scent. “I said, you won’t be touching yourself, nor will you be touching me with your fag hands, you are to serve with your mouth, tongue, throat and pussy, ONLY” With a worried and scared look, I nodded in acknowledgment. He then grabbed a few more items from the bag, some pills and a bottle of water. He said “Open up” and put a viagra and an ecstasy pill in my mouth and then filled my mouth with water and told me to swallow. He then took two Viagra himself, finally he grabbed a large bottle poppers, unscrewed the lid and held the bottle to my nose plugging one nostril at time, “breath in, bitch” he went back and forth 3 times on each nostril, my head began to spin and my mind went straight to his thick cock. He sat back down and forcefully pulled my head to his cock, “get busy,” he said as I tried to adjust my knees forward so I could control my mouth on his cock. His cock was still half erect, but about 8 inches anyway. He wasted no time plunging his soft cock into my mouth. “Yeah, that’s it, work that cock with your throat pussy” I coughed and choked, he pulled out and said “that’s it” choke on that big cock. His meat slowly extended as I worked up and down his shaft with my mouth rocking back and forth on my knees. After a minute or so, he was fully hard and it had to be about 10 inches and a good 7 inches around. I struggled and my mouth was already aching. “That’s it faggot, that’s what you wanted isn’t it, a real mans cock filling up your throat pussy”. Look at me while you service a mans cock, I want to see the humiliation and surrender in your eyes.” My eyes met his as I opened them and looked upwards, he had a look of disdain and wild pleasure in his eyes and smirk that made me feel like I had made a big mistake. His man meat felt like a rock in my mouth and throat, I didn’t know a cock could get that hard. He put the poppers bottle to my nose again plugging one side and then the other and with my mouth stuffed with his cock the poppers went quickly to my head. He got into a rhythm with his hips continually pushing his cock in and out while holding my head tight with his large strong hands. He never let his cock fully come out of my mouth always keeping my mouth stuffed with his girth. I felt like It seemed like I had been on my knees for an hour, but in reality it was probably only 10 minutes, my jaw ached and I had throat slime all over myself. He started moaning, his thrusts into my throat became harder and more intense, I could tell he was close to letting loose. He thrust his hips forward one final time holding my head still and said “ Here comes your prize faggot”, and his cock began to pulse and shudder, AHHH he said as his warm baby batter hit the back of my throat and slid down into my gut, I had never swallowed cum before as I always chicken out. This time I had no choice as I could not move away from his pulsating cock, 3 large ropes coated my throat; he then pulled back and said “open wide” the next 3 shots completely filled my mouth and then the last couple of ropes hit my lips and chin. I had never seen so much cum, even on line. “Hold it there, feel the texture, feel it IN YOU” he said. My mouth was over-flowing as I looked up at him, my open mouth full of his hot cum. “Hold it, taste it, savor it; my nut will soak into your being making you my bitch, forever”. “Hold it, hold it, that’s it; do you want to swallow it? I nodded eagerly, ”Swallow my nut, faggot”. I gulped down, gagging from the sheer amount and taste of it, he used his fingers scooping up the cum on my lips and chin and pushing it in my mouth with three large fingers, I sucked on his fingers and he then pushed them further into my throat, fucking my mouth with his large fat fingers. “That’s’ it, open up for me”, his hand and fingers forcefully and repeatedly exploring the depths of my mouth and throat. For some reason, this intrusion felt more humiliating than sucking on his cock and swallowing his nut. He pushed me back and stood up, ‘follow me!”; I struggled but finally stood with my hands behind my back and cramps in my legs from kneeling while servicing his cock. I could see his flacid cock swinging between his legs as he walked to the bathroom. He was built thick and surprisingly almost hairless with a heavy round ass, wide shoulders and huge thighs. He ordered me to get into the shower and kneel, I suddenly knew what was coming. I was NOT into piss at all, I stepped into the shower and stopped looking back at him. “Kneel!” he said and he quickly reached out putting his hands on my shoulders pushing me down onto my knees. Before I could protest, a heavy stream of piss came from his long soft shaft hitting me in the face, I turned quickly to avoid the foul smelling fluid but he continued drenching my hair, head and body with his warm golden piss. “Turn around and open your fucking mouth” he said. The stream had stopped, so I turned my head. “Open you fucking hole” I did and he then pinched my cheeks together with his left hand making my mouth a large oval open right at the head of his dick. The stream started again filling my mouth, flowing down my throat. I coughed but could not turn or move my head away as his grip tightened on my cheeks. “Swallow my piss faggot, or else” Resigned, I gulped and tried my best to swallow as he continued to empty his bladder into my open mouth. “Yeah, that’s it, you’re a piss whore; You’re my cum and piss whore!” he said with a low growl. He shook the last few drops form his cock and turned on the shower, “Clean the fuck up, I’ll be waiting on the bed”. I stood with the warm water washing the smell of piss and cum from my body, I have never felt so low, almost sub-human. Is this what they a call getting your mind into ‘sub-space’? I wanted to just put on my clothes and leave the hotel having had my master/sub experience that I had for long fantasized about. But the ecstasy and Viagra were just now starting to work and my head was spinning, what was I doing? Do I want more of this treatment? Do I NEED more cock and cum? My cock was straining against the cage, I was humiliated yet hornier than I have ever been! I don’t understand it. I dried myself off and walked back into the main room where he was reclined on the bed stroking his cock. “Not a bad start to the evening, huh fag” he said. “Yes Sir” I said in a low calm voice. “Get over here and get your ass in the air” he said. I walked over with my hands still tied behind my back, scrambled onto the bed and bent forward falling face first into the pillow with my ass exposed to the world. A sudden hard slap made me quickly realize again where I was, “Ooww, fuck”! I said, as I tried to reach my ass with my tied hands and rub where he had spanked me.”Mmmmm” he said ‘That will get me hard again” he used one hand to push my head further into the pillow and one leg to hold my knees apart. Thwack! Thwack! He hit my ass so hard It felt like he had split the skin open, he continued alternating from one ass check to the other and then once in a while for good measure one right in the middle, on my hole. “fuck”! I moaned into the pillow as I tried to wriggle my ass away and reposition myself so he could not hit me any longer. But it was no use, the heavy slaps continued until suddenly they stopped and I felt a warm wet tongue on my sore red hole. Ahh, it felt glorious against the burning sensation on my ass cheeks. “Fuck yeah” he said “I am gonna transform this from your butt-hole, then to a pussy and then to a full- fledged faggot cunt! You are going to service me and my friends with your new mouth pussy and after you are cunted tonight, with your new sissy cunt” My mind was going wild, I only wanted to play out a simple top/bottom fantasy and now he is talking about taking this further, longer and even bringing more people into it. He pulled me up from the pillow by my hair and spun me around to face him. “What do you think about that, faggot?” he said. And as if I was hovering above myself and watching myself speak I responded “I am at your service, Sir! I could not believe that came out of my mouth. He then walked over to the bag and took out something, walked back to me and grabbed the chastity cage and with one sudden rip removed the small plastic ‘lock’ jerking my bound cock and balls violently to the side. “This won’t due, and we can’t have you touching yourself or cumming now can we”. Again, as if I was on auto pilot, I said “No Sir”. He then opened a small metal paddle lock and locked the cage on my clit with the metal lock. End part one.

Let me know what you think. This is just a fantasy of mine that maybe I hope wil com e tre. :). d80kd80k@aol.com