Gay Erotic Stories

After the great year I’d had with Sam, Cliff and all my new friends, I decided to have a small gathering at my place one day between Christmas & New Year’s Eve. I chose Sunday afternoon for the event thinking it would be easier for everyone to slip away, ostensibly, to get some quiet time after all the family gatherings had been done with. I contacted a number of the guys and told them to pass on the information of the party to whoever they thought might be interested.

The afternoon arrived and I was in the midst of setting out an array of food and drinks when Sam walked in the door. “I thought I’d come early and lend you a hand.” he said. As I turned around to greet him, I saw he was already pulling off his shirt and unbuckling the belt on his well-worn jeans. I walked over to him, wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed him deeply.

Sam took charge of the bar, setting out wine, beer and assorted spirits and mixers. Soon everything was set up and Sam and I sat down together to wait for my guests to arrive.

First to arrive was Dave from across the alley. He walked in and removed his coat. He wore just a pair of snug jeans and a wife-beater undershirt. Taking off his coat, I noticed the bottom button on his 501’s was undone and pushed open by his already straining cock. A small patch of white was visible through the opening.

Alan arrived shortly after Dave followed almost immediately by Mike and Patrick. Alan came in and as soon as his coat was off, he stripped down to a black Nasty Pig jock with a bright red stripe down the center of the well packed pouch.

Mike entered draped in a floor length trench coat. When he took it off, he wore only a black jock strap just as he had worn when he arrived at Sam’s cottage this past summer and a pair of black biker boots. His long lean body looked amazing as he stood in the soft candle light of the living room. As I got up to offer them a drink, Mike placed his hand on my chest and said, he’d take care of them. “You don’t need to worry about hosting responsibilities.” He said. “We know how to take care of things ourselves.” He slowly dropped his hand from my chest to grab my crotch and give it a hearty squeeze.

Patrick was dressed in a tight t-shirt and jeans. His dark moustache and goatee were neatly trimmed and framed his full pouty lips in such an amazingly sexy way. I grabbed his chin and pulled him in for a deep kiss. “Thanks for inviting me, Sir.” He said when our kiss broke. I slapped his ass and replied “Any time, Boy!”

I walked back over to Sam and sat beside him. He immediately placed his hand in my lap and squeezed my thickening dick as it lay down my right thigh. Gradually everyone got a drink, something to eat and sat around my living room and began to chat, catching up on things since the last time we had all seen each other. I noted the coupling quickly happening. Patrick was seated on the floor at Mike’s feet. Rod and Alan were standing together at the fireplace. Sam and I on the sofa.

Sam leaned over and kissed me deeply once again, pinning me against the back of the sofa. I ran one hand up to his chest and the other around to the back of his head. I held him fast against my face and kissed back as hard as I possibly could. Our tongues fought hard for supremacy, wrestling against each other. As we kissed, Sam tore open my shirt, the buttons popping off and flying across the room. He then began to twist and pull at my nipples, paying particular attention to the pierced one. He bent his head down and began to bite and chew at my right nipple, pulling on the piercing. When I pushed my head back against the sofa, a bottle of poppers was immediately shoved under my nose. I inhaled the aroma deeply in first one nostril then the other. As the vapors began to take effect, I opened my eyes to see Mike standing beside the sofa with Patrick on his knees, his face buried in the pouch of Mike’s full jock.

Patrick lapped at the stretched cotton pouch and mouthed Mike’s cock head through the fabric. Mike’s cock quickly extended and pushed clear of the pouch allowing Patrick to lick along a good length of the bare shaft up to the flared knob. Mike grabbed the back of Patrick’s head and rolled the young man’s face around his groin. When he pulled Patrick’s face away from his crotch by the hair, he bent over and spat a wad of saliva on to Patrick’s extended tongue. The young man’s eyes seemed to glaze over as he was used roughly by the older man above him.

Meanwhile Dave had Alan stretched out on the living room floor in front of the fireplace. Both men were stripped down to just their jock straps. Alan was lying on his stomach while Dave sat between Alan’s wide spread legs. Dave had retrieved a couple of the candles I had burning on the mantel and was dripping the hot wax slowly across Alan’s back and buttocks. Alan was obviously enjoying the sensations on his skin as Dave moved the dripping wax ever further down Alan’s back. As the hot wax crossed the wide waistband of Alan’s jock strap, the red and green wax splashed on the upper parts of his ass crack. Alan jerked his pelvis off the floor in anticipation of more wax dripping on to his skin. Raising his hips meant that the wax would go further down his crack nearer to his clenched pucker.

Mike and Patrick moved over to join Dave and Alan, grabbing a couple more candles on their way. Dave handed one of his candles to Patrick then reached between Alan’s thighs and pulled his 12 inch cock back between his spread thighs. Retrieving the candle from Patrick, he dripped wax directly on the head of Alan’s fat cock. As soon as Alan raised his head and cried out in pleasure, Mike filled his mouth with his own nine inches of hard cock. Alan’s cries were quickly muffled as Mike began to pummel Alan’s mouth. As Mike stroked his cock across Alan’s tongue, he and Patrick added more hot wax along Alan’s back and ass.

Meanwhile, Sam had worked his way down my torso and was now on his knees between my legs. He had freed my cock from its denim enclosure and was swallowing most of the shaft down his throat. He let up long enough to pull my jeans completely off my legs allowing him to force my legs as wide as possible. He pulled my body forward until my head was the only thing against the back of the sofa and my ass was hanging off the front of the seat. Sam pushed my legs up, folding them along my torso. He sucked my cock deep into his throat, sliding the shaft along his ever-moving tongue. As my cock head was being massaged by his throat muscles, I could feel saliva drooling down around my balls and towards my ass. Sam spread my ass cheeks wide and fingered his spit into my hole. He pushed a full finger into me in one quick push hitting my prostate on the first try. When he pressed hard against the gland, I felt as though I would shoot my load way too soon.

I gripped Sam by the hair and pulled his face off my dick glaring into his eyes with total lust but in a way that told him I was much too close. Sam, kept his finger firmly planted on my prostate but pulled me down off the sofa on to the floor. Taking the pressure off my prostate, he pushed his jeans down to his thighs and presented me with his fat cock. I took the head into my lips and Sam began to fuck at my face, driving the full length of his shaft into my mouth and down my open throat. I felt Sam’s wide steel cock ring banging against my front teeth and I had a fleeting thought that I might chip my teeth on it. That thought quickly left my head as Sam grabbed my hair and ground his groin hard against my lips effectively cutting off my air supply. He flexed his groin and clenched his ass, causing his meat to bounce within my mouth. I gagged slightly and Sam pulled out enough for me to catch my breath, but quickly stuffed his meat back into my throat.

I knew what Sam’s intent was. He wanted me to get his cock ready to fuck me. He wanted his shaft coated with my saliva. As he fucked my face, he spat gobs of his own saliva into the palm of his hand and spread the slimy substance across my puckered hole, forcing a good amount inside with at least two fingers. I was opening up quickly, getting ready for the invasion I craved. I bucked my hips in an effort to get more of his fingers inside me. Seeing this he withdrew his rod from my mouth and moved his hips down to meet mine.

Sam lifted my hips so they rested on top of his, the fat head of his cock resting at the gaping opening of my ass. He pushed the head into my hole and my ass reacted by sucking his head in. I felt no discomfort at all as Sam moved to slide more of his shaft into me. When he bottomed out and I felt his hips pressed against me, I felt just a satisfying fullness. I stared into Sam’s eyes with such lustful intensity that I am sure he read my mind as he began to pound his rod into me like a jackhammer. There was no slow and gentle stroking into me, just immediate hard pounding. My eyes rolled back in pleasure. Sam leaned forward and kissed me deep as he bucked his hips at me like a dog riding a bitch in heat.

As Sam pounded at my hole, his stomach rubbed along my cock wedged between our bodies. The sensation felt much like my cock inside a tight asshole and was bringing me much too close to cumming. I had to push him off me to keep from shooting far too soon. Sam raised off me and we both glanced over to the group on the floor beside us.

Mike was still fucking Alan’s face but Alan was now on his knees as Dave fucked his ass balls deep. Patrick stood over Alan holding candles and dripping wax down Mike’s back as Mike devoured Patrick’s cock. Alan’s back was crusted with red, green and black candle wax from his shoulder blades down to his rounded ass. Dave and Sam looked at each other and worked into a common rhythm fucking Alan and me respectively. Alan assisted Dave by fucking himself backwards onto Dave’s meat. I could tell by the sweat building up on Dave’s face and the glazed look in his eyes that he was getting close. Alan’s talented ass muscles were bringing Dave to the edge.

Sam was also getting to the point of no return and he was determined to take me with him. He had taken hold of my cock and was stroking it in time with his fucking. Sam’s strokes in my hole began to become more erratic and urgent. I could feel his cock stiffen and swell even more deep inside me. My own cock felt much the same in his hand. Then, I felt Sam’s dick spasm inside me, right on top of my gland. That set me off shooting rope upon rope of thick white juice over my torso, coating my chest and up to my neck. Sam unloaded all of his cum inside me and as his orgasm subsided, he left his swollen member inside my hole. Every few seconds, he flexed his rod inside me causing my dick to drool out a bit more juice.

I pulled Sam back down for another of his amazing deep kisses. When we broke, we looked back to the others. The scene before us was incredible. The positions had not changed but Dave was washing his load over Alan’s back in long thick streams. Mike had pulled out of Alan’s mouth and unloaded all of his juice onto Alan’s face and through his blond hair. Patrick had extinguished the candles and was now holding Mike’s face tight against his hips as he pounded his cock into Mike’s mouth. Patrick had thrown his head back and was grunting wildly as he emptied his balls down Mike’s gullet. Mike’s throat was working overtime to swallow the load being fed to him. I saw only a couple of drops work their way out the corners of his mouth.

Gradually everyone calmed themselves from the frenzy of the afternoon. Alan and Mike went into the bathroom to peel the wax from their bodies and shower off. When they came back to the living room, we all sat back and had another drink.

Eventually everyone said their good byes and left. Sam stuck around a bit longer saying he would give me a hand cleaning up. Before we started, we sat back on the sofa and made out like a pair of teen agers. Like teen agers, the making out led to more fucking, this time though, I got to fuck Sam for the first time. Maybe I’ll tell you all about that sometime soon.