Gay Erotic Stories

It was a slow night at the bar. I knew most of the people there-- hell I'd been fucked by most of the studs that were in the room. I'd been coming here ever since High School when I realized I was gay. I'd become a regular here even before I could order a drink. Back then Walter, the bartender, knew how old I was but pretended I was legal. He liked having me around to suck him off when he got horny. I think Walter was born horny. I'd blow him once, sometimes twice, sometimes even three times a night. We were quite a pair. When I first tried to get served he knew I was too young to drink. Sizing me up he had me go to the back room and when I turned around to look at him he was standing there with his meat hard and dripping cum. Sizing the moment I dropped to my knees and took him. He quickly developed a taste for my sucking talents claiming he never got enough at home. That's how I became his service boy, and how he began to overlook my age. I'd made it a habit of coming in late to the bar to avoid the fashionable party people. I would then order a seven up with a twist pretending it was something stronger, then leaving my drink on the bar to save my seat, go to the washroom. When the regulars saw me they would go take a leak, then once at the urinal, start waving their wand in my face ready for action. I was always available and sometimes I would be in there for hours servicing the customers. Walt always said when I was on duty the regulars stayed longer and drank more, saying I was good for his business. He said someday that he would return the favor. That's how I became well known around town as the local cock hound. No one ever admitted that I did them, but they would wink and nod when we met on the street. I will say this, being good at what I did, I knew a lot of people and that made me popular at my job at Fields in the men's clothing department. Hell, I knew a lot of my customers by name as well as how big their rack of meat was. I think I'd taken just about every queer and hot jock in town, in fact I could almost recognize a guy by his cock as fast as his face. I'm sorry to say that all came crashing down when this AIDS thing came up. It sure put a crimp on my activities--well to make a short story longer I was still getting it, but only with a few people now. I just didn't do anyone anymore-- It wasn't safe. Well this particular Friday night one big aristocratic dude came in and sat at the far end of the bar. Walter advanced to take his order and motioned me over to his end of the bar. He wanted me to meet an old roommate of his from his college days. He introduced me to Arthur, telling him I was the service department at this bar. We all chatted and Arthur told us he was relocating close to here and decided to stop in to visit Walter. He wanted to get the lay of the land, and Walt, piping up said I was the best lay in the land. With that Arthur and Walter laughed and said there wasn't an ass deep enough or big enough in the bar to take Arthur's meat. Challenged by what he said I though I was man enough for any one in this bar, including him. That's when Walter piped up and said he would bet good money that Arthur was too big even for me. With that the bet was on. I'd been planning on going on leave from the store for two weeks so I would be off. I bet that in two weeks I could learn to take Arthur no matter how big he was. Then turning to Arthur I ask if he would be interested in accepting that bet. Smiling and winking at Walt, Arthur said I was on, he would have my ass and then some. Then telling me he had his gear up at his new place in Niles. We would drive up there and spend my two weeks at his place. I said I would need to pick up a few things at my place, Arthur interrupted me saving my ass was all that was required. Just come with him and I would belong to him for the next two weeks. With that we finished our drinks and left. Niles was just a few miles north of South Bend on old 31 and in a short time we were pulling into his driveway. I was surprised he lived out of the city limits in such a secluded spot. He said that was the way he wanted his life, private and personal. As we entered the small house I could not help but notice all the unpacked boxes and furniture just scattered wherever the movers had set it. Arthur laughed and said what he needed was a good bondservant to do his work for him. He just wasn't a good housekeeper. The only room he'd started to fix up was the bedroom. As we entered the bedroom it was obvious he'd spent considerable time painting and fixing this room. Strolling over to the large closet he suggested we strip and see if I was ready to accept the challenge of his man tool. I undressed with little hesitation eager to get my fill of this man. Walking over to the chest and pulling open one of the doors he selected items made of leather, first a collar, then wrist and ankle cuffs, then finally chains. Beckoning me over he began to dress me in what he called his play gear and chained me to the bed saying I would stay there until I was able to take all of him right down to his nuts. Then he told me that for the next two weeks I was going to learn what fucking meant. When he had me sufficiently restrained he began to undress. He stripped like a dancer. Each piece of clothing was taken off with great deliberation and care to show his best features. First the shirt, exposing a huge hairy chest and strong abs. Then unsnapping his jeans he let them drop just a touch exposing a trail of hair from his chest down the front of his jeans and further. It was apparent that he wore no underwear as my eyes follow that hair trail to the very base of his cock. Then bending he kicked off his shoes and slipped off his socks. I was getting hotter by the minute. Finally with a wiggle and a shake of his firm tight ass he let his jeans drop around his ankles, all I could do is gasp. Laughing he began to swing his piece of meat back and forth showing me the biggest soft cock I'd ever seen saying it was all mine now. Approaching he began getting hard. With terror in my voice and stammering, as I looked at that huge cock I began to have regrets about betting my ass and ask if we could just call it a night. Id never be able to accommodate any thing that big. Then laughing he told me that my ass was his for the next two weeks and he was going to make it his. Moving toward me and placing his arms tenderly around me he began to tongue bathe me telling me he wanted me. Placing his lips on mine, and forcing his way into my mouth, our juices blended with passion and lust. I ran my hands over his strong sinewy body getting more excited and passionate each minute. Then he began licking my lips then down my body and nibbling on my nipples and sliding his tongue down my stomach until he reached my throbbing tool. Licking and sucking at it he slipped down to my balls and sucking them in that hot mouth of his began to massage them with his tongue. When I began to writhing and squirming in ecstasy he began sliding up my sweat soaked body and spreading his cheeks down my erect throbbing manhood. Slowly sliding and flexing his cheeks he continued the decent until I could feel his hot ass on my balls. Then reaching and grabbing my nipples with his fingernails and using them as reigns he began to ride me like a thief in the night. Slowing to prolong my agony of passion he would rest and resume his ride until final nothing would prevent me from filling him with my passions. As I shot my load deep into him he began flexing his ass pumping me dry. Now I wanted that man in up my ass more than reason. Laying me back on the bed and turning me over with a swift movement he scooped up some KY and began to slather it up my ass and on his tool. Slowly he began to nibble on my back and sliding his arms around me began to massage my pecks and finally began tweaking my nipples. All this time my ass was growing hot and hungry and as I hunched back to meet him I realized he was two big. Just then the head of that monstrous cock penetrated me he began to stretch my ass to the point that I screamed and fainted. We must have lay there for fifteen minutes and when I began to come around I could feel him inching in further. I begged him to stop. All my feelings were now centered in my ass. The only thing I was aware of was he had filled me with as much of his cock as the average man had to offer and he still had a long way to go to get that whole tool planted in me. He lay embedded in me for another fifteen minutes until my crying and begging him to stop he withdrew. Saying we would do it again later and keep it up until I could take all of him. Leaving the room for a short while he returned with some snacks and drinks. It was a strange sight me sitting on the bed in chains and him standing there with a tray of goodies and the biggest hard cock in the state. We snacked and drank to the point were I was feeling dizzy and happy. That's when he moved that wonderful body in position and began to massage me all over until he had me hot and begging him to fuck me. Again he rolled me over and penetrated me, but this time with less pain and more thrills. He again reached the point were most men leave off and still he pressed on. My whole body cried out with every inch he shoved into me. I could feel my body fighting him until finally I cried out begging him to stop. We lay like that, with him almost a part of my very body until I couldn't stand it any longer. I wanted his meat more than any thing in the world and I begged him to fuck me with every thing he had. Slowly he began to withdraw and with each thrust forward I was pushed into the mattress and he would advance up my ass until finally my body surrendered to his meat and he and I became one. Lying still letting my body surrender and accept his cock he then began to screw me like a man possessed. Over and over I took that giant tool. I felt like I'd never been fucked before. It was like my first time all over again and I was in love. Now he began to slip in and out of me with a slick fast motion that thrilled both of us to the edge of hysteria. My body and mind was now willing to accept anything and everything he had to offer and he was giving me everything he had right down to his nuts. Finally we were exhausted and two tired to go on and rolling over I fell asleep in my lover's arms. I was the first to wake and shaking him to let me out of my bondage I ask him to let me clean up and shower. He unlocked my chains and followed me into the bathroom. I walked with great difficulty, I felt as if my ass had been ripped apart. As I began to shower he stepped in with me and soaping up began to screw me again with that weapon. I begged him not to but he would have none of that and said my ass was his, and he proceeded to assault me. Hanging on to the facets with the hot steaming water running down our slick bodies he plunged that soapy rod as deep as it would go. Surprisingly this time he had no problem gaining entrance or acceptance. My ass was now fitted to him; he had ripped and stretched me to the point I would never be the same. I would never be satisfied with anyone else-he'd stretched me to the point were I would be satisfied or happy only by his monster cock. As he had said my ass was his now. After we finished and dried off we had breakfast we had another full day of sex. He screwed me in every position possible and some that were really quit impossible, and finally with tears in his eyes he again kissed me telling me I was his only piece of ass he'd ever had. He wanted it all the time now. Laughing I said he was screwing me for all the times he missed. I'd thought it was a joke when I said it but after two weeks of taking his juice up my ass I was no longer laughing, I was begging for it. On our last day when he had put my legs over his shoulders and mounted me. He asks if I would be his very own piece of ass. Looking deep into his eyes I told him I loved him, I was his, I never wanted any other man but him. Two weeks from that first day we returned to the bar and he told Walter to pay up on his bet. That indeed Arthur was not too big that we had found the perfect fit together. Walter then brought out a bottle of his finest champagne and said that he knew we would make a great couple. Laughing Arthur and I realized Walter had set us up like a pimp.