Gay Erotic Stories

I don’t know how old I was when I first began to notice Robbie, the boy who lived next door to us, in a sexual way. You know what I mean by “noticed”. I would watch him as he worked shirtless around the yard and my dick would get hard as a rock! Although he was very muscular, I was a few years older than he was and I knew that the time had finally come to show him how it was going to be around here. That summer afternoon he had on nothing but his Nike’s and a pair of cut-off jeans that were way to small for him to begin with. His long blonde hair was shining in the sunlight and his tanned muscular body was glistening with just the hint of perspiration. He looked far younger than his 18 years. Behind the house is a garage with a storage room. As Robbie is messing around in the storage room, I slip quietly in. He is startled when he turns around and sees me standing there. He seems nervous, and tries to make some small talk, but he is stuttering around like a kid who has been caught doing something naughty. “Come over here, punk!" I commanded. “It's time we got to know each other on a higher level. It's time you learned who the boss is going to be around here." His eyes really widened now, and I hadn’t noticed before how amazingly blue they were. They have the look of a frightened animal, and with good cause. I take him by the wrist and I sit down on a chair, pulling him down over my lap. “Don’t hurt me,” he begs. “I’ll do anything you want, but just don’t hurt me.” My hand comes down hard across his ass. SMACK! “Count em’ out boy!” I command. “One,” he yelped. “One what?” “One, sir!” he said. SMACK! “Two, sir.” By the ten count he is really squirming. “Since you don’t seem to be getting much out of this, I think it’s time we did it with the shorts off,” I bark. My fingers are on the front of his fly undoing the button. Then that distinct sound a jeans zipper makes, and his shorts fall to the floor followed by the underpants. “Now get back over my lap, you little bitch!” SMACK! “Eleven, sir.” His voice is cracking now as tears began to run down the side of his tanned cheeks. “Why do you have your hair so long? You like looking like a bitch?” SMACK! “Twelve, sir.” “Well, I guess you want to be treated like the bitch you are then.” SMACK! “Thirteen, sir.” His voice is breaking now as he starts to sob. Through all the blubbering and sobbing, and begging me to stop, he has a nice hard-on now. I reach under him and hold the pulsing member and begin to milk him slowly as I continue my assault on his ass. SMACK! He is sobbing too hard to count now, and he just makes some moaning sounds through the tears. SMACK! I keep milking his bone and I feel the precum oozing out. “Stand up, you little mother fucker! Stand here by the chair.” I hurriedly strip off my shirt and shorts. I reach up and took a piece of old rope that is hanging on a nail. “Put your hands behind your back, fucker!” I tie his hands, and then I take him by the back of the neck and force his face into my hairy sweaty armpit. “Drink my sweat! Lick my pit good. You have a hard-on, you queer ass little fucker, so don’t tell me you don’t enjoy this treatment.” He gags a little at first, but he licks my pit with all his might. After a little while I pull his face away and he looks down at the floor in shame. “Now the other side!” Plunging his face into my other pit, I pull up on the arms bound behind his back. “Owwww!” he yells. “Who told you to talk?” I pull his face away and SMACK right across the face. “Maybe you need another spanking?” “No, please not that.” “Then get to work on that right nipple, you little cocksucker,” I said as I take him by the back of the neck and force his face onto my chest. “Lick it and suck it good, so you’ll know what to do down below!” As he works my nipple, I sit back in the chair. Still keeping a firm hold on the back of his neck, I guide him down with me and he sits on my lap. Now I let go of his neck and push his head up. I begin to lick and chew on his nipple. He is whimpering now, tears still running down his cheeks, and I start to milk his rod again. I am rolling his balls in my hand and needing them slightly while I suck on his hairless nipple. He is moaning louder now and thrusting his cock into my hand. Precum is oozing out all over the place as his boyish eyes roll back into his head. The long blonde hair is falling around that beautiful tan face still streaked with tears. I let go of his cock and stand up. “Bend over the chair now, Robbie; it’s time I put my mark on you. Suck on my finger and get it good and wet.” I work the finger into his asshole as he begins to buck. Then another finger goes in and he’s really whimpering now. “Take it like the bitch you are, fucker! I’ve wanted you for so long, and now I’m going to have you.” With that I put my cock between his ass cheeks and began to force my way up his ass hole. Screams of pain fill the room and he is crying harder than before. “Fuck you, mother fucker! Fuck you and all the pretty boys like you! You know you love this shit you little pussy boy. That’s all you are is a pussy boy, just good for fucking.” I am piston-fucking him now and smacking his ass at the same time. I reach up and grab a fist full of that silky blonde hair with one hand and slap his ass with the other. I am riding this young muscle pup like a wild bronco as he moans and bucks underneath. “Take it you pussy.” SMACK! “Take it hard and long.” SMACK! “I’m going to fuck that boy hole pussy of yours till you can’t walk for a week!” SMACK! “Now tell me what my name is you cocksucking little bitch.” SMACK! “Tell me!” SMACK! “Who’s your daddy?” SMACK! “You are, sir. You’re my daddy.” SMACK! “Fuck me, daddy.” SMACK! “Fuck me hard, daddy.” SMACK! “Here I cum you little bitch fucker! Here I cum in your tight boy cunt hole.” I reach around and jack his rod hard now. “I’m breedin’ you like the bitch you are, you nasty fucker! You like a man fucking you?” “Yes sir!” “You like getting fucked?” “Yes sir!” “AOWWWWWW” we both scream in unison as our sweaty bodies are slapping together. I fill his bowels with hot seamen and he squirts cum across the floor. I untie his hands and hold him close to me. He quivers in my arms and looks up into my eyes and I know this is the start of a beautiful relationship.