Gay Erotic Stories

"Oh shit yeah, take it! Take my big hard cock up your hot ass-hole man!" I shouted as I pistoned in and out of him right there among the oak trees at the park. I'd already sucked his cock, drained him completely and then went to work on his tasty, smooth butt with my tongue. It didn't take long for him to beg me to fuck him, and we'd gotten so into it that I didn't even hear that we had company. I grunted loudly as I exploded my load up his butt and heard a voice behind us bellowing "What the fuck's going on here?" I turned around to see a badge on the chest of about the biggest state cop I've ever seen. "Run!" I said to my partner "he can't catch us both!". I was right about that, but was surprised at how quickly he was able to subdue me. I guess it's not odd considering his size. Jesus, the man was huge. He had to be at least 6'5" or 6'6" and probably tipped the scales around 275 or more. He wasn't fat though, just really incredibly BIG! He glared down at me, pausing only a moment to glance At my cock which was still dripping spunk and coated with the remnants of Erik's shitty chute. "Sit down faggot!" he said, shoving me roughly toward a concrete bench next to the trees. "You queers are ruining this place. This is a family park and you and your pervert friend don't belong here." "Well you don't belong here either" I said to him, mentioning that his jurisdiction as a state officer didn't include the city parks or the forest preserve district. He back-handed me across the face and said that it was his sworn duty to uphold the law no matter where he saw it being broken. "I wasn't breaking any laws!" I shot back at him, rubbing my face. "We're both over eighteen. That makes us consenting adults" I said to him, and he asked who my "homo friend" was. I refused to tell him, saying that I didn't know his name. "Then how can you be so sure that he's over eighteen?" the trooper asked and I realized he'd caught me. "All right, his name's Erik and I know he's eighteen because he's my cousin!" I blurted out. It was true, we were there in the park for a once-a-year family reunion and Erik and I managed to sneak off for some mutual satisfaction. It had become an annual tradition for us, and in the last couple of years we'd managed to come up with some pretty innovative ways to get away from the rest of the group. "Jesus!" the cop said, "that's sick!" "You ought to try it some time" I said rudely, and he smacked me again. "All right gay boy, I'm gonna' have to teach you some manners about how to talk to a man with a badge. Come over here!" he ordered, grabbing me by the arm and shoving me to the ground at his feet. He unzipped his uniform slacks and pulled out a cock that was completely in proportion to the rest of his body....big and long and thick. "Go on faggot, suck it!" he said, grabbing my curly head and forcing it down onto his mammoth erection. I had a little difficulty choking it all down, but I have to admit that it was a great feeling to have his dick fucking my face. With my free hands I tugged on the buttons of his shirt, ran them up and down the hairy belly and chest of the big bear of a man. I felt his cock pushing half-way down my throat and I massaged it with the muscles deep inside my mouth, grunting and moaning in pleasure. He seemed pissed that I was enjoying this. He'd wanted to punish me and it angered him that I was not miserable. To the contrary, I was digging it completely. "Aw Jesus, I can't hold it. I'm gonna' come!" he said, and as the first jet of his load hit the back of my throat he pulled out and blasted more and more of the white goo all over my face and hair and bare shoulders. "Little problem with endurance huh officer?" I sneered at him, "You didn't last very long!" "I'll show you endurance!" he said, picking me up and throwing me down onto the concrete bench behind us. He'd just come about a bucket all over me, but his cock was hard as rock again. He pulled my legs up to expose my ass-hole and positioned his huge mauler right at the base of my opening. "No please don't!" I said to him, telling him that he would probably split me in two with a cock that big. "You should've thought of that before you started talking to me like some smart-assed punk" he said, and he rammed forward, inserting about the first four inches of his big tool into me. "Ouch!" I exclaimed and he said "Shut up and take it like a man!" He pulled out almost all the way and then drove forward again, this time burying himself to the hilt up my horny young ass. I managed to get his shirt off so that I could see and feel his broad hairy chest up against mine. He still had his pants on but they were pulled down far enough for me to see that his butt was nicely coated with the same thick dark hair as on the rest of his body. "Oh yeah, oh fuck me harder man!" I urged him on, and we spent about half an hour there on that park bench while he proved to me that he indeed did have some endurance. The load he pumped up my butt was at least as much (if not more) than his first explosion over my face. "At first I was afraid you weren't coming this year" I told him, then mentioned that my sister had indicated that her husband was on duty until around noon but that he'd be at the reunion later. "Are you kidding?" my brother-in-law said. "I wouldn't miss this for all the overtime pay in the world. "C'mon we'd better get back before the rest of the family misses us. This was even better than last year when I caught you with Travis. It was still early in the afternoon, plenty of time to go after more of my hunky relatives. My sister's husband could have passed for one of the family rather than being an in-law. He looks a lot like my dad, and I think that's why my sister was attracted to him. He's considerably older than her, adding to the impression that he's like a "daddy" for her. Me? I don't look much like my dad at all. My physical characteristics seem to favor my mom's side of the family though I'm not quite so blond as she is, or even as blond as my cousin Erik for that matter. My drivers license says I'm blond, but it's kind of "dirty blond" that seems to bleach out in the summer sun but to darken up in the winter. The hair on my butt and legs is fairly dark and I have just a dusting of it on my chest. Erik is completely smooth skinned, and is a great contrast to Buzz Morgan (the cop who's married to my sister). I was hoping Buzz would maybe take off that damned uniform shirt and join in with the college-aged kids playing volleyball. There were plenty of people going in an out of the game to allow for some substitutions in the line-up but he was mauled immediately by his four kids when he arrived. I sat along the edge of the court trying to decide which of the bouncing baskets I would pursue next when I was greeted from behind with a "Hey Dirk, how's it going?" "Hey Wade!" I said, greeting another cousin. Wade is Erik's brother and is almost as blond as his younger sibling. The difference is that Wade is blond over his entire body. No shit, for as light as his hair is I'm amazed at how thick his body coat is. Wade works part-time as a lifeguard while attending graduate school in California and his we.ll-tanned body indicated that he'd been putting in plenty of hours at the beach lately. His skimpy bathing suit was probably not regulation issue however. For the last three years he'd come with a different girl in tow each time. The most recent one had been a fiancée, but somehow they hadn't yet gotten married. "What kind of car are you driving now cousin?" he asked me and I explained that I still had my Mitsubishi. "How about you?" I asked and he said that he'd just sold his Porsche and that he'd ridden to the reunion with his folks in the big Winnebago they drive cross-country for most of the summer. "Yeah? I can't believe that thing's still running. Must be plenty of miles and plenty of stories there" I said. "You wanna' go make some more memories there?" he asked me and I knew exactly what he was getting at. We grabbed a six-pack of beer from one of the coolers Near the on-going volleyball game and headed for the Winnebago. Once inside the big family-sized vacation vehicle he locked the door and we started kissing right away. "You here alone this year?" I asked him and he said "Not any more I'm not" For the next hour or so we sucked and fucked one another, polishing off the six-pack between events. "What happened to that bitch you brought last year?" I asked him, and he said that they were getting married in a month. "Oh, sorry. I didn't realize...." I said, and he laughed at my embarrassment. "Gee, that'll be an event to get the whole family together again won't it?" I said with an evil grin but he admitted that he might be "occupied" at that point. "Well then, I'd better get my fill of you right now" I said, and I rolled over to take him up my ass again. "Where've you been?" Travis asked me, and I gave him an innocent "I dunno' I've just been hanging around" reply. "You want to go somewhere and fuck?" he asked me point blank. For him there was no sense in beating around the bush. You couldn't exactly call him handsome, although he had this incredible animal magnetism that appealed to plenty of men (and women) other than me. His head had mop of dark curls and he always looked like he needed a shave - even right after he just had one. He was wearing blue-jeans and a white undershirt -- not a fashionable tank top but a plain old sleeveless undershirt similar to what my grandfather used to wear. Spilling out the top and sides of that shirt was a forest of fur of the same color as his head. I can't ever recall a time when he wasn't like that. He's about twelve years older than me, so even back when I was just a little kid he was hairy as an adult. He wasn't the first to fuck me, but he could've been. I certainly would've loved to have him bust my cherry ass-hole with his long, slender cock. No shit, Travis has about the longest dick I've ever seen. Even he has to admit though, that mine is a little thicker than his. If my brother-in-law was a really conscientious police officer he would have long ago arrested Travis for having fucked me well before I was of legal age. Of course, then he'd have to turn around and arrest himself for the same reason. Travis and I escaped to the rest-room area of the park where I sucked him and then he sucked me and then I bent over and grabbed my ankles to take his long fuck-pole way up my ass. "We'd better get back little brother, before we're missed" he said, and I told him I didn't give a shit if we ever went back to the party. He mentioned how hot young Erik had become since the previous year and wondered what it would be like to fuck the guy. "You want details, I'll give you details" I bragged, and he was more than a little irritated that I'd beaten him to our smooth- skinned cousin. I didn't bother to tell him how my session with Erik had ended prematurely with the arrival of Buzz Morgan. When Officer Morgan had stumbled upon Travis and me the year before it was my brother who'd gotten the best of the situation. If he had any idea that I'd taken big Buzz up my ass earlier that afternoon he'd be mad as hell! "Jesus, what a mess!" he said, then thanked me for hanging around to help pick up. I volunteered to stay because I had this renewed burst of energy. Most guys would be exhausted after my days activities. After Travis I fucked another of my brothers and an uncle (my mom's youngest brother). Doug looks a lot like Travis and our old man, big and hairy and muscular while uncle Lee is blonder than me, closer in colorings to my mom (his sister). Right now though I was more interested in the bare-chested guy who was picking up the picnic grounds. "How long have you worked here?" I asked him, and he said he'd begun right out of high school. Let's see, that makes it 33 years next month." He didn't look like a man in his fifties (even early 50's). His head was covered with thick dark curls with only a tinge of gray around the temples. The coating on his body was closer to that of a gorilla than a human. Even hhis back was heavily blanketed with the stuff and I got an instant erection watching him bend over to pick up some trash, stretching the material of his work shorts to the maximum with a muscular butt and pair of upper legs. It was still pretty warm out and he was sweating quite a bit, causing the dark hair to glisten in the early evening sunlight. He picked up a six pack of beer, with three cans having been removed already, leaving three cans on the plastic ring. "Hey look, they didn't drink everything. You want one?" and he tossed a beer my direction. "You know, alcoholic beverages are strictly prohibited here in the park, but I usually turn my eyes when it's a family thing, especially if I know the family as well as today's group" and he winked at me. Damn, he was hot looking, with his heavily whiskered face and dark eyes, his white teeth contrasting the dark mustache that framed his mouth. I knew he had work to do but I was hoping to distract him. He'd thrown the beer to me and I guess it was already kind of warm. Anyhow, when I popped the top off it the whole thing sprayed over my bare chest. I stood there laughing at myself as the foam ran down my front. He put his own beer down and stepped over to me saying "No point in wasting this" and he leaned forward to lick the warm brew off my chest. I couldn't have planned it better if it were on purpose. His damp tongue rasped across my lightly haired chest and he flicked it against my one nipple once he reached it. "Aw yeah man, suck my tit!" I said, urging him on, and he began really chewing on my one big peaked pap and then the other. I ran my hands over his broad hair-coated shoulders and back while he licked my front clean and then he lifted his head to touch his lips to mine. Oh shit, I love kissing big macho studs like him, and we stood there out in the middle of the park practically swallowing one another up. "The caretaker's cabin is vacant" he said when we broke for air. "Wanna' go there?" "Oh hell yeah!" I said, and he leaned down to pick up his beer and the one left on the plastic ring. He took the ring of keys from his pocket and undid the padlock on the caretaker's cabin, opened the door and I felt a rush of cool musty air inside. It wasn't very glamorous, but there was a bed inside. He took a swig of his beer and kissed me again practically spitting the beer into my mouth and I spit it back. It was oddly arousing to trade it back and forth and our tongues touched and tickled one another from the inside. I ran my hands all over his furry front, reaching down to rub over the surface of his shorts and commented on how big his cock beneath was. He slipped his hand into the front of my shorts and said that I was no slouch either. He tugged my shorts down with one big yank and then stood back to look at my straight-out erect cock. "Oh shit kid, that looks good enough to eat!" he said, and he dropped to his knees to take the entire thing into his mouth with one incredible gulp. Jesus, even my brother Doug (a world-class cock-sucker) couldn't do that! I'd already come about a dozen times that day, but the feel of his hot mouth on my big cock made me feel like I was going to blow another load almost immediately. "Oh slow down" I said, anxious to make this last as long as possible. I knew that wasn't going to happen though, and I warned him that I couldn't hold it. I pulled my pulsing rod out of his face and exploded what was my biggest load of the day (perhaps of my life) all over his face. "Why'd you do that?" he asked, admitting that he would eagerly have swallowed every drop of my spunk. "Yeah but I wanted to shoot all over your handsome fucking face!" I said, grabbing him beneath his hairy armpits and pulling him up so that we were face-to-face. I leaned forward and started licking my own cum off his face, lapping at his face chin and cheeks and neck like an overly-affectionate puppy might do to his master. After completely cleaning off his face I went to work on the rest of his front, marveling in the thick blanket of fur as I ran my hands and face and lips through it all. I tongued across the surface of his huge cock and then unleashed it from his shorts, gasping at the immense proportion of it. His was truly the biggest cock I've ever seen, even bigger in both length and thickness than my state-trooper brother-in-law. As much as I wanted to try to suck the huge thing down my throat I knew I couldn't wait to have it up my ass. "Please fuck me?" I said, begging him to pump more cock than I'd ever seen up my horny young male-cunt. There was a clock above the doorway to the cabin and it read 7:02 when he penetrated my ass hole. At 9:15 he was still driving deep up inside, with energy and enthusiasm of a man half his age. I came at least four times during those two hours, cementing his hairy body to mine. The originally-cool cabin had become hot within moments of our coming in, and we were both soaked and dripping wet with sweat. His hairy body had looked sexy as hell to me when it was dry, but now that it was wet I could hardly contain myself. This man was like a bear in heat as he pumped his big animal cock so far up into me that I was afraid I would never be satisfied by another normal guy again. When he did finally come up my ass it was as if a bomb went off inside. I felt at least a dozen spurts, each one more violent and pulsing than the one before. Wrapping my legs around his hairy butt to force him deeper into me, I refused to let go once he finally collapsed atop me. His spent cock didn't diminish in size at all, and I lay there just completely satisfied with him buried up my butt as we both fell asleep. When we woke from our short nap we were both revitalized and ready to go again, but the clock above the door said it was after 11:00 PM already. "C'mon son, we'd better get home before your mother sends the police out to look for both of us. With any luck she'll send that big dicked cop your sister married. Some day we'll have to invite him to join us". I didn't have the heart to tell him that I already knew what it was like to make it with his big-bear son-in-law. That day was the first time my dad and I had sex, but certainly not the last. I still try to get it on with my brothers, my cousins and uncles as often as possible, but none can compare to the thrill of fucking or being fucked by my big hairy daddy. He tells me I'm his favorite son and I'm working to keep it that way! About the author.....D.B. Reed is writer of erotic fiction drawing stories from fantasy, accounts from other men or from personal experience.