Gay Erotic Stories

All the way home from work, Jared listened to the tape Daddy had provided for him on his car stereo. It gave him an instant erection, which he sported throughout the ride. At intersections, he would sit at the light and glance around nervously to see who might be watching, unaware of how his hand was stroking at the gearshift. Unable to bring himself to lower the volume, he made sure the windows were closed tight. His speakers were full of heavy breathing and wet noises and one single thought kept creeping through his mind: that he could only be happy if he was pleasing Daddy. Every time he tried to shake the idea out of his head or distract himself by trying to focus on something outside along the road, it only came back at him stronger and made his erection pulse. “Daddy…” he heard himself whisper to himself, as if repeating the voice in his head. He glanced down at his hand massaging the gearshift and could see Daddy’s massive erection pointing up at him and he kept having urges to bend down and suck on it and this made him shake nervously. He knew he had to turn the tape off. He had to get these thoughts out of his head. But he had been listening to them all day. He felt himself sinking away from his own sense of self-control. Every time he reached for the eject button, a sense of failure washed over him and that warm, tingling sensation between his legs would ebb until he drew his hand away again and went back to stroking the gearshift. Jared had to walk all the way up to his apartment with his briefcase hiding his crotch, though he knew it was more to hide his embarrassment than to hide any obvious signs of his erection. The voices in his head kept reminding him that he was too small and too insignificant to be noticed. Only men like Daddy and Peter would get noticed. And Colby, he thought. The moment Jared entered his apartment, he quickly shut the door behind him and his briefcase dropped to the floor. Sitting comfortably in one of his dining chairs directly facing him was Daddy. Daddy was sitting tall in the chair with his legs spread open wide and his magnificently thick penis towering straight up between his legs. One of Daddy’s boys was kneeling obediently at his side and the other was kneeling in between Daddy’s legs, busily stroking the huge erection with his eager tongue. Both of these boys were like Jared. They were smooth, young and muscular and they both wore leather collars and leather bands around their wrists and ankles. Both were smaller in stature than Daddy and each of them were shaved bare and looked like little boys. Neither of these two boys were the boys that had been with Daddy the night before, suggesting that Daddy had several men like this who served him. Jared noticed the tag on the collar of the boy kneeling at Daddy’s side, clearly marked as “5 ¾”. And though he couldn’t see the tag of the boy who was busy sucking on Daddy’s cock, he could make out the shape of a small, smooth sack of balls and the tiny head of a penis hanging between his legs as he knelt there with his bubbled ass jutted out. Protruding from the crack of the boy’s ass was a long, silver chain that dangled between his legs and reminded Jared of one of Daddy’s plugs. “You’re five minutes late, boy,” Daddy told him with a disappointed glare. There was no explanation of how these three men got into his apartment while he was gone. And it had gotten to the point where Jared didn’t even bother to ask. Clearly, his life was spinning out of control and strangers were coming and going through his world as they pleased, now. The rhythms of Daddy’s music were still beating in his head and he had trouble concentrating on anything except Daddy’s glazed erection and the tongue that was snaking all over its length. “Sorry,” Jared mumbled. He quickly caught Daddy’s glare and added, “Sorry, Daddy.” Daddy tugged on the leash of the boy kneeling beside him and the 5 ¾” boy quickly got up and walked over to Jared. As if completely pleased to be doing something for his Daddy, this boy’s uncut penis stretched out to attention rapidly. Jared also noticed that this boy had leather bands and a collar in his right hand. “Get on your knees, boy,” Daddy told Jared. Jared could hear the loud slurping and sucking noises coming from the other boy’s tongue as it labored to please Daddy. Jared could feel the involuntary increase in saliva production in his own mouth and the desire to also please Daddy began to drown out his own objections and fears of what he was getting himself into. He also knew what Daddy could do to his life if he disobeyed. The picture sent to his office that day had given him a very clear perspective on how easily Daddy could ruin him publicly. Jared slowly knelt down and could feel the erection in his pants pressing harder against the fabric as he realized he was pleasing Daddy with his actions. His attention again turned to Daddy’s wet, stiff member and the tongue that was giving it a drenching. Every now and then, he could see Daddy’s smooth, heavy balls that were resting comfortably on the seat of the chair, proud and glistening. He couldn’t stop himself from imagining the large load of cream they were holding and thought back to the first night when Daddy had filled his mouth with it. Jared was barely aware when the boy standing over him removed his shirt. But he came to his senses when this boy brushed his face with his 5 ¾” erection. That’s when his view of Daddy’s penis was obstructed and he glanced up to see this other man up-close. Like Jared, this man’s body was finely tuned. He had muscular thighs, a flat, rippled belly and rounded pectorals with tan-colored nipples that were erect and seemed to protrude a bit more than you would expect from a man. He had well-defined arms and the only hair present on his entire body was the short crop of brown hair atop his head. And like Jared, his small testicles hung close to his body in a hairless sack like two little marbles and his erection was strained to its limits. His 5 ¾” stood straighter than Jared’s, certainly an inch longer, but compared to Daddy’s pole, they were both just little boys. It was like looking into a mirror watching this other man squat before him. Jared offered up no resistance as the other boy fastened the wristbands to his wrists and began putting Jared’s leash and collar on, the one with the gray “4 ¾” tag on it. The only thing about these other two boys that struck him as different was the fact that they seemed so much more willing, so much more eager than he was. At least, that’s what he was thinking. They seemed to be jutting their bare asses out as far as they could at each opportunity to do so and their every movement seemed designed to communicate their subservience to Daddy. He didn’t want these guys thinking that he was there of his own free will. They had to at least understand that he was being blackmailed. They had to at least understand that, if he had the choice, he wouldn’t be there at all. “I’m not gay,” Jared suddenly whispered to the boy in front of him as the collar was being tightened around his neck. “We’re not gay, either,” the other boy whispered back as he continued to fasten the collar. “None of Daddy’s boys are gay. We were all just like you. Daddy says that straight boys with little sticks make the best boys.” “Then you’re being blackmailed, too?” Jared gasped. “Daddy is just helping you find your place,” the boy answered. “We all have our place.” Unable to quite fathom what he was being told, Jared groped for a response and couldn’t find one. To think that all of these boys that Daddy had on a leash were all like him seemed unthinkable. They all looked so gay to him, so much more willing, as if the very thought of being controlled like a pet turned them on. It had to be a lie, he thought: a deception, like Peter. The boy finished securing Jared’s collar and then went behind him and removed Jared’s shoes and socks. The next thing Jared knew, his right wrist had been secured behind him to his right ankle band and the left wrist was secured to the left ankle. Then the other boy crawled back around in front of him and began to massage Jared’s flexing pectorals and it all confused Jared when he thought of another straight man doing this to him. “Did you get your vacation time, as I instructed?” he heard Daddy ask. Jared glanced away from the distraction of the hands caressing his chest and his focus returned to Daddy’s thick, wet staff towering up from the chair. Again, he could hear the slick sounds of slurping and licking and sucking echoing through his brain and the whispering voices were telling him to please his Daddy. “What?” Jared wondered in a fog. He felt a pinching and twisting on each of his nipples but he couldn’t take his eyes off the tongue that was stroking Daddy’s big candy stick. Daddy only smiled at Jared’s inability to focus and repeated the question so that Jared could hear him plainly. “Yes, Daddy,” Jared finally responded. Yes, he had gotten the vacation time as instructed. Today was Friday and he was not due back in the office, now, until the following Monday. Daddy would have Jared all to himself for the next week and Jared couldn’t begin to imagine what that might mean. He only knew that he would have to struggle to keep his senses about him and fight as hard as he could against the desires that seemed to be slowly overrunning his thoughts. “Good boy,” Daddy replied. Daddy then nodded his approval to the boy that was stroking Jared’s chest. Jared felt two hands on his face and finally broke his stare on Daddy’s cock. He glanced down briefly to see that his nipples had become hard and erect and then he looked up at the face of the other boy. Very slowly, the other boy wet his tongue and drew his face closer at an angle, clearly intending to kiss him. At first, Jared leaned away, but then he realized there was only so much he could do to avoid it. His wrists were secure to his ankles and he was on his knees, unable to escape. And then Jared heard the voices again, whispering into his head to please Daddy. He could hear the tongue wet against Daddy’s cock and could hear Daddy moaning his approval. Jared’s heart began to beat faster and suddenly, he found himself drawing near again. The two hands on his face reeled him in and his mouth gave way as the other boy’s eager tongue slid inside and met his own. With his eyes closed, Jared’s mind began to fill with Daddy’s music as the other boy’s tongue probed him and he responded in kind. He felt their bare chests rubbing together as the other boy grew more and more passionate with his kissing. Jared’s sense of sexual identity again became lost in the fog of physical sensation and his tiny erection strained against his pants with the knowledge that he was entertaining Daddy. Soon, he felt the other boy unbutton his pants and his two hands slid around inside and began stroking the curves of his ass. On instinct, Jared tried to reach his hands around to feel the other boy’s ass, but his bounds left him unable to do anything more than tug in vain. After several long minutes of intense kissing, the other boy’s tongue slid away from Jared’s mouth and left him gasping for air. The other boy’s tongue continued to press against Jared’s hard body, snaking its way down his neck and over his chest, stopping to curl around each erect nipple before plunging down over his midsection and into his navel. Jared watched helplessly, breathlessly, as the other boy slid his pants down to his knees and let loose his pulsing little rocket. The other boy fondled Jared’s hairless sack and ran his wet tongue lightly over Jared’s quivering shaft, tickling and teasing the tip of his bobbing penis. “Are Daddy’s boys having a good time?” Daddy suddenly asked. The sound of Daddy’s voice again drew Jared’s attention away, though his body still shook and tingled at the fiery sensations running through it. The 5 ¾” boy ran his tongue over Jared’s small sack of balls and answered obediently, “Yes, Daddy.” Jared trembled and began to stare at Daddy’s own erection again and the tongue that was worshipping it. He could hear the voices in his head telling him he had to please Daddy, that he would only be happy if he was pleasing Daddy. The whole room seemed to be filled with the sounds of wet tongues and smacking noises and moist, slithering beats and he had become suddenly drunk with the smell of hot, male sex all around him. Daddy’s majestic penis became Jared’s focal point. He saw a pair of lips kiss the tender nub of Daddy’s glans and the tip of a tongue wiggled its way into Daddy’s pee slit and he began to imagine his own mouth doing those things for Daddy. “Yes, Daddy,” Jared also answered. His stare became fixed and his eyes grew half shut, and even though he trembled in ecstasy when the mouth between his own legs sucked his little rocket inside, he couldn’t pull himself away from the source of his envy and desire. Pleased that his new boy was behaving properly, Daddy reached down to his own, massive tool dripping in saliva and pushed it down so that it pointed straight out in Jared’s direction like a cannon preparing to shoot. The boy who was on his knees licking Daddy’s superior manhood paused momentarily to kiss each of Daddy’s resting balls and then glanced up to await further instruction. “You are not allowed to come until Daddy tells you to,” Daddy explained to Jared. “Do you understand, boy?” Jared’s head was pounding with the rhythms of Daddy’s music and the mere sound of Daddy’s voice excited him. “Yes, Daddy,” Jared replied. Jared had the sudden urge to cum right at that moment. A strong, tingling sensation ran between the crack of his ass and up into his groin. But he held on. He held on knowing he had to please Daddy. He shook and shuddered and continued to watch, all the while the 5 ¾” boy persisted in bathing Jared’s own little member with warm liquid. Daddy then stroked the hair on the head of the boy between his legs and rested the wet tip of his massive erection against the boy’s smiling lips. Those lips then parted and Daddy slowly slid his stiff meat into him. Jared watched intently as Daddy’s beautiful penis disappeared into this boy’s mouth, one wide inch at a time. The boy on his knees shuddered as he clawed at Daddy’s firm, hairy abdomen, as if begging for more, until Daddy’s long snake was completely lodged down inside his throat and the boy’s nose was pressed into Daddy’s silky black curls. Jared again felt strong, tingling sensations ripple through his body and he wanted desperately to cum. The boy beneath him had the entire length of Jared’s little rocket inside his mouth and was running his tongue wildly around the shaft, as if daring Jared to squirt his load. Meanwhile, Daddy sat on the chair with his legs spread open and his hands resting on his knees, watching the boy beneath him breathing in and out through his nose while the long, fleshy hose remained lodged in his throat. The boy was looking upwards towards Daddy and his eyes seemed desperate for approval. Daddy could feel the boy massaging his long shaft with the reflexive muscles in his throat and with the pressure of his tongue pinned underneath. He liked the wet gooeyness that the tip of his penis felt while poking deep down inside his boy and Daddy gave him a smile that made the boy feel worthy. Seeing his Daddy smiling down at him, the boy’s plump ass jutted out a bit further than it had been and his small erection bobbed between his legs like a happy puppy. The contractions in his throat worked even harder to massage Daddy’s member and coax out the load of juices harboring just under his chin in Daddy’s dormant jewels – the reward that he had been working to obtain for nearly an hour now. And with all the pulsing sounds and rhythms racing through his mind and the tongue massaging his own penis, Jared could only kneel helplessly where he was and watch the other boy gorging on Daddy’s member and feel a sudden trace of…jealousy. Though he struggled constantly against these growing urges, he found himself wanting to be the one between Daddy’s legs. He wanted to touch Daddy’s long, silky manhood and hold it in his hands and feel the weight of it on his lips and in his mouth. He wanted to suckle Daddy’s two enormous glands and milk the creamy white cum into his own mouth like a hungry babe. He wanted to cry with frustration, unable to stop these thoughts from invading his long-held belief that this was all wrong. But the voices only grew stronger and the boy below him kept nibbling at the tip of his penis and he longed to cum and hopefully release all of these feelings at once. “Please,” Jared suddenly heard himself gasp as he arched his back painfully, full of all the sounds and voices and erotic tingling sensations he could take. “Please, Daddy! Let me cum!” And only then did he realize that he had been longing to cum all day long. All day long, he had been listening to those voices, those sounds. All day long he had fought against erection after erection to no avail and he longed desperately for some release. He wanted so badly to just cum. His mind and body were beyond ready, but to his ultimate frustration, he found he couldn’t do it. And somehow, he now knew that he couldn’t find that release until Daddy told him he could and it was bringing him near to tears. Daddy was hoping Jared would start begging. He had prepped Jared for this all day. It was the first time Jared would have to ask another man’s permission before he could ejaculate. And Daddy knew that when he gave Jared that permission, Jared would experience the most satisfying orgasm he had ever felt in his life. And then Jared would want more. He would secretly long for the next time Daddy gave him permission. He knew that Jared would soon become very dependent on getting that permission, just like all of his other boys had. “First, tell Daddy the pin number for your bank card,” Daddy said. Jared was gasping, his back still arched, his eyes still staring longingly at the blond head of the boy between Daddy’s crotch and seeing that boy’s bare ass gyrate with the pleasure of Daddy’s long cock down his throat. The tongue on Jared’s own little stick was circling the head of his penis rapidly and all he kept saying was, “Please, Daddy! Please let me cum!” “Tell me the number, boy,” Daddy insisted. “If you want to make Daddy happy, then you’ll tell me the number. And then I will see about letting you cum.” The magnitude of what Daddy was asking for was not totally lost on Jared, but he was in such a physical position and mental state that he would have given just about anything to Daddy in order to cum. “Four,” Jared gasped. “Four – three – seven – two.” Jared moaned and shuddered and repeated those number once, then twice, then a third time, each time going faster until Daddy thanked him for being such a good boy and told him to be silent. As if that was enough to bring Daddy around, the boy between Daddy’s legs felt those large, silky jewels rising up beneath his chin and could feel the growing shudder in his Daddy’s thighs. He stroked Daddy’s legs affectionately and braced himself for what was about to happen. Daddy took the head of the boy in his lap with both hands and held him in place. The boy glanced upward and could see the muscles in Daddy’s muscular form begin to tense and Daddy gave him an approving nod. Then he felt Daddy’s jewels rise up further and press more tightly against his chin, ready to make their final press and go into convulsive squeezes and he was glad of the assistance his chin was able to provide. As Jared watched in strained agony, the boy between Daddy’s legs began to shudder and he could tell that Daddy was pumping streams of delicious, hot cum directly down his throat. Daddy’s hairy chest heaved and flexed and his tree-trunk legs swayed back and forth as each spasm hit him. It took several minutes before the intensity of Daddy’s orgasm ebbed and he was able to relax himself a bit and stroke the blond hair of the obedient head in his lap. Slowly, Daddy’s long erection emerged from this boy’s throat as if the boy were orally giving birth to a large snake. When the head of Daddy’s serpent finally emerged, the boy suckled it like a pacifier and wagged his ass happily back and forth. “Daddy, please,” Jared moaned. “Please…” Satisfied with the way things had gone, Daddy reached down and grabbed the silver chain hanging from the ass of the boy in his lap and gave it a slight tug in appreciation. It was clearly attached to something securely inserted into the boy’s rectum and he instantly let out a groan of pleasure while continuing to suckle Daddy’s cock. Almost absently, Daddy said, “Okay, boy. Cum for Daddy.” As if Daddy’s mere words had a greater ability than the tongue circling his penis to push him over the edge, Jared’s back arched even further and he momentarily lost his breath. His two bare marbles squeezed up into him forcefully and his whole body went into a spasm that ended hours upon hours of mental foreplay. His young, taut body pulsed and shuddered and he shot squirt upon squirt of his boy juice into the mouth below him. And the mouth around his erection quickly sucked it all down and teased his little rocket for every drop it could manage to squeeze out. For several minutes, Jared experienced one orgasmic wave after another, each wave as intense as the other, and every muscle in his body quivered. The cheeks of his ass were clamped tightly shut and Jared moaned and groaned and squealed without regard for his neighbors hearing. By the time Jared’s orgasm finally subsided, there were tears in his eyes and no strength left in his body. He felt a bit of vertigo and was having trouble maintaining his balance. His mind and body was in total bliss and he was completely oblivious to the way the boy below him kept sucking at his hairless genitals long after he had spent his last drop of semen. As Jared began to regain his senses, he saw the blond boy kneeling before him and he saw the boy’s gray, “5 ½” tag on his collar. The 5 ¾” boy was still lying down below, licking at Jared’s now flaccid boy stick. And Daddy was standing over them all with his wet, flaccid member dangling lazily for Jared to gaze in awe at. But before Jared could even assess what was going to happen next to him, the blond boy leaned in and slipped his tongue into his mouth and Jared had no will to resist it. Instantly, Jared could taste a wad of cream being smeared over his own tongue and realized right away that some had been saved just for him. And because he knew that it was Daddy’s cum in his mouth, Jared felt an odd sense of pleasure and gratitude that he could not resist. He couldn’t help but enjoy the taste of it as their tongues mingled together and shared in the juices Daddy had provided them. He felt Daddy petting them both on the head as they kissed and Jared could not fight back the growing sense of satisfaction he felt for having pleased Daddy this way. Several more minutes of passionate kissing had gone by before the other boy pulled away and the boy below him let Jared’s shrinking penis slip from his lips. Then his wrists were released from his ankles and Daddy pulled up at Jared’s leash until Jared managed to wobble back up to his feet and stand like a good little boy before his Daddy. Daddy didn’t just stand taller than him, now. To Jared, it seemed as though Daddy towered over him like a giant. Jared’s hairless body stood only inches away from Daddy’s powerful form. And even though Daddy’s low-hanging balls were shaved clean, he still sported a curly bush above his long shaft and had a full chest of hair. Jared’s own shriveled penis was down to just a little nub resting atop his tight, bald sack. Standing next to Daddy as he was, the difference in size and manhood was clear and without question. Jared knew he would never be the man Daddy was. The voices whispering in his head kept reminding him of this. And the sight of Daddy’s full-sized member next to his own tiny stub made it all the more clear. He wanted to reach out and hold Daddy’s superior tool in his hands and know what it felt like. But Daddy instead pulled Jared close to him and wrapped Jared’s arms around his waist and patted Jared on the butt. Still in a haze from his monstrous orgasm and quite exhausted, Jared gently rested his face against Daddy’s firm chest and offered no resistance to the demeaning position he was in. He was Daddy’s little boy. “Did you like that, boy?” Daddy asked him gently. Jared stared into Daddy’s muscular chest and mumbled, “Yes, Daddy.” Daddy caressed Jared’s firm ass, one hand on each cheek, and smiled down at him. “You can’t cum without Daddy’s permission, now,” he explained. “You understand this, right?” Jared could still hear the heavy breathing and the wet, sucking sounds in his head and the voices whispered their approval. He was still having brief shudders at just the thought of his first permitted orgasm under Daddy’s control. He glanced up briefly at Daddy before turning his eyes back down to Daddy’s chest like a humbled pet. “Yes, Daddy. I understand.” “Good boy,” Daddy replied. He rested his hands on the cheeks of Jared’s ass and began spreading them open. Wrapped firmly in Daddy’s grip, Jared gasped as the first bit of air hit his now exposed boy hole. But he knew there was nowhere to run, nothing he could do. And after Daddy had been so gracious as to allow him the best orgasm in his life, he felt it necessary to not interfere. Instead, he wrapped his arms tight around Daddy’s waist in gratitude and prepared himself to accept whatever Daddy had planned. Jared didn’t have to wait long before he felt the wet tip of a tongue on his tight, pink hole. Then he realized right away that both of Daddy’s boys behind him were flicking their wet tongues up the crack of his spread cheeks. “What are they doing, Daddy?” Jared whispered with a squirm. “Getting you prepared for an outing,” Daddy told him. Then Daddy pulled Jared’s cheeks apart even further and Jared gasped when something cold and wet slipped its way into his shuddering, flexing orifice. “Relax,” Daddy told him. “Be a good boy and relax.” Jared’s face pressed in harder to his Daddy’s chest and his grip around Daddy’s waist grew tighter. He could feel at least four hands having their way with his ass and the thing that was being inserted into him felt long and thin, but also curved in places. When Daddy’s fingers crept down into his crack and pulled to help stretch his sphincter muscles open further, Jared felt the object grow suddenly larger and stranger in shape, wider than what he felt he could endure, and he could feel it being wedged into him at different angles until at last, it slipped its way inside. Daddy rubbed at his flexing cheeks until his tender boy ass had completely swallowed Daddy’s new toy. Jared could feel his own, long silver chain now dangling from ass, just like the other two. Daddy rubbed the small of Jared’s back affectionately and occasionally gave his ass a light pat just to see him tremble from the sensation. “How does that feel?” Daddy asked him. At first, Jared had no idea how to answer that question. He could feel the object inside of him and he knew it would stay inside of him as long as it pleased Daddy to have it there. But how did it feel? Then it suddenly hit him. The voices in his head helped him find it. It was something Daddy wanted him to have, therefore it must be pleasing to Daddy. And anything pleasing to Daddy must be good. “Good,” he answered meekly. “It feels good, Daddy.” Daddy stroked his boy’s blond hair and massaged his back with affection and told him he was very pleased with that answer. And the idea of pleasing Daddy brought a new erection to Jared’s little stick, something Daddy felt right away against his own skin and this further pleased him. “Now it’s time to get you dressed,” Daddy told him. “Daddy wants to take his boys out and show them a good time.” To Be Continued... Comments and Correspondence to: littleboiblu4u@yahoo.com