Gay Erotic Stories

Physically, Zack was the opposite from Adam. Zack had just turned nineteen and was celebrating his freedom with a summer visit to his beloved brother whom he had not seen in six years. Adam and I drove to the airport to meet him. “You might not be able to pick this one out,” Adam said. It was true I had never seen this nephew. “If I find him, I get to pop his virgin asshole.” “Its a deal,” he smirked. “If he still has one.” “You stay in the car and I will be back within an hour with the next rookie cock of the year.” He agreed and I headed for the gate. I was a few minutes early so I chose a place near the gate. I figured if he were like the rest of the family he would be nearly the last one off the plane. I doubted that he had seen more than a grade school photo of me. Adam was right: I probably would not have recognized him. Who would expect a nineteen-year-old to have a full beard and moustache? But the dark hair, the piercing blue/green eyes and the patrician nose directed me to the correct target. The full mouth added to my choice. Fuck, if this weren’t the relative, he would still be my next choice. “Zack! Clarke!” “Wow! How did you know it was me? Where is Adam?” His arms surrounded me and his muscles held me close. I couldn’t resist: I kissed him on his open mouth. He slid a slice of tongue as he grabbed my head to embellish the embrace. This one was hotter than his gorgeous older brother! Now if he was endowed... Of course he would be: he was a Packer. “Adam is waiting in the car. He made a bet that I wouldn’t know my own nephew. I won.” “This will be the best trip I have ever taken.” He grinned and continued, “Last year, I competed in the all-state wrestling, took third overall in my weight division. I got to throw lots of guys to the ground and jump on top of them. Even met one willing to wrestle without clothes. Hope you bet hot and hard.” Fuck this kid was coming on without even touching me! Had I gotten so old? No: My cock was rock hard and looking at him, his crotch was full of heated meat. “I get to fuck your virgin asshole.” “Lost it on my eighteenth birthday. But I love a good fuck.” His eyes twinkled and he added, “How about you?” By the time we got to the parking garage, I had a huge wet circle on my tan slacks. Zack was the relative I had always tried to be, or do. He greeted his brother with a powerful hug and a soulful kiss. Adam returned both and then asked, “So has it been an hour since your last orgasm?” Zack chuckled and replied, “Almost. The guy on the plane is probably still wondering how I talked him into blowing me. He was a novice at sucking but had a good grip and managed to accomplish with his hand what his mouth couldn’t do. Then I sucked his cock and he came just as the wheels touched down on the runway.” We loaded his luggage and headed for home. I had the feeling this would be a hot family reunion. Zack was the last of ten and he definitely was the end of the genetic pool. He told stories all the way to the house; never bragging but always pleasuring himself and whomever he chose as his victim: a true hedonist. I remembered how reserved Adam had been. This dark-haired stud was the opposite of his brother. With five years of porn films behind him, Adam knew every trick that could bring on or prolong orgasm: how to stimulate one more hard-on at the end of an endless hard-on day. He had made quite a name for himself; having an eleven-inch cock certainly helped. He had moved out after six months, but we got together several times each month. Sometimes we had sex; sometimes we talked about family. He always talked about Zachary. “He did the same things I did at that age,” he told me, “paying the fee to survive the breeder mentality of the rest of them. I knew he was gay. The rest of them just wanted any hole to stuff their cock into. As soon as girls were willing they forgot about me and I bet the same happened to Zack.” I figured he had the makings of another Calvin. Wait, Calvin is blonde. Well he could be Calvin Dark. We got him home and stowed his things in the guest room. Adam had used that room for a while. I suggested we all head for the pool. Adam grinned and shed his clothes. His body had matured and his huge cock looked more suitable with the weight he had added. I lost my clothes and we stood there admiring each other and Zack licked his lips and hurried to get naked with us. He was very muscular and also very hairy: Not only his face; his chest was a mat of dark curls, broad at top and tapering in a vee as it entered his pubes. His cock was wide like his brother’s, but not as long. His balls were barely visible through the hair. His legs were muscled and hairy like his arms. “I always wanted to fuck a gorilla,” I said grinning. He smiled back and turned around and replied, “Sorry, no hair on my back or my ass.” He bent and spread his ass cheeks. His dark pucker winked at us both. Then he turned back around to face us. We all laughed at the joke. I reached out with both hands and fondled both brothers. Adam rocked forward and his huge shaft filled a bit. Zack thrust forward and was nearly erect. But then at nineteen when were we ever really soft! I stroked each lovely cock again and knelt as my hand caressed two velvet poles. Leaning forward I ran my tongue across each cockhead as they emerged from their covers. Both were as pale as the shaft and both were similar in width. Zack was leaking a delicious broth of precum. Adam smiled and turned so his cockhead touched his brother’s, and he grew erect as my tongue continued to massage them both. Then he mouthed silently to me, “Pleasure him first.” I winked to acknowledge his plan. Then with gusto, I covered Zack’s young hard cock and slipped it easily down my throat. Up and down, in and out, he moaned loudly and begged me to take it all. I licked his balls on the down stroke a few times and he shuddered, nearly loosing control. Somehow he managed not to cum. I slid my hand up his hairy leg and pressed my middle finger against his pulsing pucker. My finger slipped inside and he moaned louder calling me ‘cocksucker’ and then begging to be fucked. I nodded and Adam stroked his precum-drooling, now-erect eleven-inch monster and pressed it against the dark opening in his brother’s ass. As the wide head slipped inside, he pressed hard and drove the length deep into his brother. Zack screamed. There was pleasure and pain in his voice. “Fuck me! Suck me! Make me cum! Yes! Yes! Yes!” His balls pulled tight against his throbbing erection and his juice shot upward, surging hot and thick into my mouth. His colon convulsed around Adam’s cock and he knew his brother was fulfilled. He winked again at me and filled Zack’s rectum with his own liquid pleasure. As for me, I drank the sweet flood of youth and withheld my own emission for another time. As Adam’s softening monster slipped from within his brother, Zack dropped to his knees and began sucking my now dripping cock. He seemed surprised at the fat ten inches ramming into his face and down his throat, but greedily took most of it and then moved up and back and in and out. His hairy face and his velvet tongue pleasing my distended cock. Within minutes, (there would be ample time to teach him patience), I grabbed his thick beard and pulled him tight against my body and shot volley upon volley of pleasure into his face and down his gluttonous throat. He drank and gagged, but lost not a drop of my offering. After a quick swim, Adam begged off, promising to return tomorrow. I smiled and kissed his cheek. There was someone he was seeing on a very regular basis and I was not about to interfere. Zack hugged his brother and settled in front of the television and soon was asleep, his supine naked body at my perusal. Again I admired his hirsute covering and studied his nearly soft cock as it rose and fell as he slept on my fur rug. Several times he groped himself and once he brought himself to completion, his ejaculate spurting skyward as his fist continued to stroke. About ten he awoke and, with sudden shyness, covered his naked self with both hands. I laughed and stood him up. Then I hugged him close and promised that we would talk much and pleasure each other often. He shuddered and hugged me tightly, his naked hairy body nearly one with mine. By morning I discovered that in fact last night he had lost his virginity. He had refused to suck or be fucked by any of his older brothers. He wanted Adam to be first, only giving hand to the brothers who begged for more. I loved him all the more for his naiveté. We began the lessons of life. Carefully I taught him to suck and fuck. For six months, we pleasured each other. I taught him every trick I knew. He was eager to learn and more eager to prove his talent. We practiced often. I loved him more like a son than a nephew. He returned the love abundantly, with his hair-covered body and that delicious eight-inch cock. We were closer each time we shared ourselves. And finally he became Calvin Dark.