Gay Erotic Stories

James, an unassuming white man of short stature, was a bottom with his boyfriend. But despite being an insatiable bottom, he was the sexually dominant of the two. James decided when Darnell got to experience climax, and James decided how and when they fucked. He loved the power of control over his taller, stronger, black lover. James would push Darnell to his limits and sometimes beyond them.

Darnell was undeniably attractive with long eye lashes, deep brown eyes, a warm smile, and broad shoulders which dropped into muscular and tattooed arms. A lifelong top, Darnell was always the dominant half in his sexual relationships but thrived on the rush he got from giving up his authority to James. He loved the fear of punishment and the joy of reward.

Darnell left behind his friends, family, and home when he met James in an online BDSM chatroom. He was only living with James in Halifax for a few short months before James came to him with an idea. James' friend, Nick, had approached James with two confessions; though he was married to a woman and proud father to one daughter- Nick was bisexual and considering cheating on his wife with men. Most interesting was that Nick fantasized offering up his ass to Darnell. James loved the idea. He was attracted to Nick since they were teenagers, and the thought of seeing his hot, new, black lover pounding Nick's virgin ass was almost too much to handle.

"How far would you go to make me happy?" James asked Darnell one evening as they sat on the sofa together. James was bundled up in Darnell's chiseled arms.

Darnell's beard brushed against the back of James' neck as he replied softly in his deep voice, "I would do anything you asked me. I worship the ground you walk on."

James tilted his head back and looked up into the eyes of his boyfriend, "I want you to fuck someone for me."

A stir in Darnell's boxers could be felt firmly against James' back. He smiled before hesitantly answering, "If that's what you want me to do. I'd do anything for you. Who do you want me to fuck?" Secretly, he found more than one of James' friends attractive; there was Paul who was short and husky but with a fat bubble butt that just begged to be eaten, Dillon the twink who looked like he would snap in half were he to take a thick black cock, or Miguel the muscular latino who bragged of his skills as a cocksucker.

"You remember Nick?" James started, "The married guy I introduced you to a few times at the mall?" James closely watched the intrigue wash over Darnell's face, "I always wanted to hook up with him but I thought he was straight. As it turns out he is bi and wants to bottom."

A surge went through Darnell's thick and uncut cock- he nearly popped out of his loose fitting boxers. He breathed heavy as he thought about the information being given to him. His broad and tattooed chest heaved with anticipation, "I wouldn't have thought he was a bottom. He's tall and built like me. He looks like he would be a monster top in bed."

James also felt his cock go hard and his heart pound, "I want you to do it. I want to watch as you open his cheating, married ass up. I want to see him squirm and struggle as he tries to take that hot dick of yours. Maybe, when he opens his mouth to beg you to stop, I'll shove my cock right in."

Darnell squeezed his arms a little tighter around his furry chested boyfriend. "Yes sir, if that's what you want."

"I'm going to write up an invitation tonight. I'm going to tell him to wear his security guard uniform and to come around after his shift ends at midnight. And I'll tell him to make sure he works up a good sweat at work before coming over." James kissed Darnell before excitedly jumping off the sofa, "You go into the mall tomorrow and hand it to him personally. Don't say a word. Don't even smile."

Nodding, Darnell replied, "Whatever you say. I'm your slave, babe."

The next day, Nick stood over the bannister on the third level of the mall. He watched over a group of teens as they gathered around a table in the food court on the main floor. With one large hand, he grazed his fingers over the thick leather belt that housed his security "tools". Suddenly, he recognized the dark shilouette of Darnell walking across the atrium floor. Nick looked around himself before adjusting his stiffening dick within his tight black pants. His mind raced with thoughts of taking his friend's lover into a nearby restroom and tearing into his pants and tasting his beautiful, black rod. He licked his lips as he watched the man go to the elevator.

Less than a minute later, Darnell was tapping Nick on the shoulder and checking out his fit ass. Nick turned and gasped when he realized he was face to face with the near-stranger whom he had only met briefly a handful of times. "Hello Darnell," Nick said calmly, trying desperately to hide his excitement.

As he was instructed, Darnell handed Nick the black envelop sealed with a pink triangle. He didn't say a word or even smile. He looked the security guard over and smacked his lips together. Then he got back into the elevator and disappeared from view.

Nick opened the envelop and withdrew a very formal looking invitation. It read plainly, "Nick, you are cordially invited to our home for a rough fucking that you won't soon forget. Darnell has been ordered, by me, to pummel your hot ass until you beg him to stop. Don't bother changing out of your uniform and please feel free to come over a little sweaty. We like our men dirty. I know you like your wife in leather but wait until you see Darnell in his. -James" Nick's heart skipped a few beats and again he found himself adjusting a hardon. He couldn't wait!

James sat patiently on the sofa in the dimly lit livingroom. An erotic playlist played quietly over the stereo on the bookshelf on the farside of the room. He held in his hand a leash that stretched into the open doorway of the bedroom behind the l-shaped sectional.

The doorbell rang.

"Answer it," ordered James.

On his hands and knees, Darnell crawled out from the bedroom wearing a collar around his neck and to it was attached the leash which James held. Darnell was also wearing a black leather harness across his chest, a black and red leather jack strap, and tight leather armbands which made the veins on his biceps pop. Slowly, sexually, he crawled to the door like an animal stalking it's prey. Once he reached the door, he stood up on his knees and opened the red door.

Outside, Nick stared in with his mouth agape. He looked it at his friend James holding onto Darnell's leash. And sexy, tatted Darnell on his knees and licking his lips at Nick's crotch. "Hi guys," stammered Nick.

"Come inside," James instructed He watched as Darnell reached up to cup a feel of Nick's fit ass through his tight pants. "Not yet, pig!" James shouted to his slave, "It doesn't do anythin until it's told." James looked to Nick, "Come sit down next to me."

Nick sat on the sofa but kept his eyes locked on Darnell's. He stretched his arms out over the back of the couch and tried to look casual. He kicked one booted foot up onto the coffee table "Uh, thanks for uh, inviting me over tonight," he stammered nervously. "You won't tell Jasmine about this, right?"

Darnell smile mischieviously. He loved having someone else's husband.

"I won't tell if you don't tell," whispered James as he moved closer to buddy Nick, "But if you want my big black boyfriend to fuck your perfectly shaped ass, you gotta give me something first."

Nick grinned, "Oh yeah? What's that?"

James leaned in and passionately kissed his friend. Their tongues rolled off of one another and their breath escaped into each others' mouths. James unbuttoned the top few buttons of Nick's white security shirt. Nick let one arm drop down around James' shoulders and pulled him in tighter as their kissing got harder and heavier. James turned his hips until he was straddling Nick's right leg. He pulled Darnell's leash and turned to look over his shoulder at the willing sex slave, "Lick his fucking boot."

Darnell crawled to the coffee table where Nick had rested his booted foot and gripped Nick by the ankle. He leaned in and gave the scuffed up black boot one long lick.from heel to toe. He let one hand explore up the inside of Nick's pantleg. Nick had an almost perfectly smooth leg. Darnell continued to lick and worship the boot.

James pulled away and tugged Darnell's leash. "Dance for us," he told the security guard. He pulled the leash again and Darnell came to sit between James' legs on the floor.

Nervously, Nick stood up and moved to the other side of the coffee table. Slowly, he began to sway and swoon to the music that played in the background. First he reached for his belt which housed a club and a can of pepper spray. He tugged his belt and let it drop with a thud to the floor. Now he was moving more fluidly, getting into it. He began unbutooning his shirt.

James rubbed his crotch, "Dance with him," he whispered to Darnell.

Darnell finally stood up and went to Nick. They began dirty dancing together. Their hands explored each other. Nick leaned in and began making out with the hot black dancer.

"Flex," James instructed Darnell. Darnell flexed both arms over his head, exposing his pits. "Lick them, Nick," James ordered in a low voice. Nick looked nervous but grabbed hold of Darnell's harness and leaned in. James pulled his cock out of his jeans as he watched married Nick licking Darnell's sweaty pits. James jerked slowly at his short but thick, uncut cock. Nick quickly developed a taste for what he was doing and feverishly worshipped Darnell's pits until Darnell was so hard that even the leather jock couldn't contain his mighty dick anymore. "Bend over the back of the sofa and lower your pants," James demanded Nick.

Nick smiled, excited that he was finally getting into the position he always wanted to find himself in. His hot, cheating, married ass craved cock. He hungered to be fucked like all the bar sluts he brought home before getting married. He dropped his pants to his ankles and bent over the sofa, exposing a tight, puckered, pink hole. He looked to James who was stroking with more intensity now.

"Do what you love, pig, and eat his fucking hole," James said to Darnell as he tugged his leash.

Moving in as fast as he could, Darnell dropped to his knees and shoved his bald head in between Nick's smooth ass cheeks. His long tongue slid into the crack of Nick's ass like a serpent and explored a territory that was never explored by a tongue before. He pursed his lips and tasted the sweaty crevase while easing one, long, finger up into Nick's crack. Darnell began massaging Nick's tight asshole while allowing lots of spit to pour from his open mouth and into the crack of Nick's ass.

James reached over and spanked Nick's loosening ass.

Nick began to moan. He closed his eyes and imagined Darnell's thick, uncut meat sliding into his ass and turning him into the bitch bottom he was born to be. "Please fuck me," he begged in a mousey whisper.

Darnell continued eating ass as James tugged at Nick's nipple piercings.

"Please," Nick repeated in a hushed whisper, "fuck me... Please fuck me."

Darnell looked to James, his superior for approval.

"Please," Nick repeated again as one long digit slipped into his ass.

"Fuck him. Fuck him hard," James ordered.

Nick moaned as Darnell pulled his jock to one side and without warning or ease, jammed his rock hard member into Nick's virgin ass. Nick's body tensed and pulled away but Darnell had a hold of him. Darnell gripped Nick by the hips and pulled him back onto his cock. He thrust hard again and again as Nick cried out in agony. It was a twisted agony of pain and morbid pleasure. Before long, Nick was taking black cock like a pro, moaning and unbelievably erect.

James saw his friend's hard cock which until tonight had only been enjoyed by women. He layed down across the couch and put his face beneath Nick's leaking dick. He tongued it, tasting the delicious, salty precum. He moaned as he wrapped his lips around Nick's pulsing cock. He sucked and eased it all the way in until Nick's balls were on his cheek. James and Darnell worked in tandem at making Nick's senses go into overdrive.

Nick suddenly realized that Darnell was pounding his ass without a condom, "Are you going to cum in me?" Nobody answered. Darnell grunted deeply and kept hammering.away. "Dude, are you going to dump your fuckin load in..." before he could finish, he felt his own balls tighten up and cock jerk. He was about to erupt down James' throat. "James," he tried to warn, but he began to shoot shot after shot of jizz straight down James' throat.

Darnell's grip tightened on Nick's hips and the thrusting began shorter and harder, he released a low scream as he unloaded in Nick's ass. As the last of his load emptied from his cock and into Nick's unsuspecting ass, he let out a low laugh.

James stood up, "Open your mouth Darnell," he grunted through clenched teeth. When Darnell did as he was told, James leaned over him and spit Nick's load into his mouth. "Now eat him out," James instructed as he went on jerking off.

When Nick left that night, he smelled of jizz, sweat, and James' strong cologne. James kept the pair of boxers that Nick wore to the house as payment for Darnell's services. Nick was sick to his stomch that his wife would suspect something. But despite his fear, he hoped to receive another invitation with a pink seal.