Gay Erotic Stories

Are You Kinky? Part 1 It was like any other boring Saturday night for me at my dorm. I was bored out of my wits, chatting to a bunch of guys in an AOL chat room. I was getting as few Instant messages from some old guys and from guys who I had no interest in. Just a little background about myself now. My name is David and I am a Freshmen in college. I've had gay thoughts and fantasies since Sophomore year in High School, but never acted on any of them. I'm 18 years old and six feet tall with a slender build and short brown hair. I don't really have that great of a body, I'm thin but and very muscular. I have some hair covering my chest stomach and butt as well, which makes me feel a little uncomfortable with my body. I got and Instant Message from this guy that I found somewhat intriguing. He asked "Hey, Are You Kinky?" I decided to play along with him just to have some fun. I flirted with him and we had some banter back and forth. He said how he was really horny and how he wanted to meet someone tonight. I told him how I was a virgin and didn't feel like rushing into anything. He said he understood, but that he would send me his pic to see if I would change my mind. He was gorgeous. I was instantly desiring this guy just from this one photo. I worried that this wasn't really him, but he assured me that it was. I the picture he was standing up wearing a pair of blue jeans and nothing else. He had a perfectly sculpted chest and six-pack with out a single hair on his upper body. He had short sandy blonde hair which off set his deep blue eyes. He appeared to be about 25. Looking at his picture it was obvious he spent a lot of time working on his body, and I had to be his. Next thing I know I'm standing on a street two blocks from my dorm. I don't know why, but I agreed to meet him. I told him that I didn't want to rush into anything and he said that if I didn't want to do anything then that was all right with him. The street was desolate. Not a car had come by in five minutes, and then I saw a gray van approach. It pulled to a stop in front of me and the passenger window rolled down. I could see the man I had fantasized about on the computer right there in the driver's seat. "Hey David." He said to me. His voice was deep and soothing. "Yeah," I said, a little nervous. "The passenger side door is broken so you'll have to come in through the back double doors. I'll go let you in." He disappeared into the back, so I walked around to the doors. I put my hand on the handle and opened the door out towards me. I steeped up into the van. It was very dark. "Close the door," I heard him say. I did as he asked. Now it was completely dark and I couldn't see a thing. "Where are you?" I asked. Without hearing a response I suddenly felt him grab my arms from behind. I started to male a sound and I could feel him stuff what felt like a sock into my mouth. I tried to spit it out and scream but he tied it somehow around the back of my head, while still pinning my arms with his other hand. He was very strong and I tried to struggle free but he just pushed me down onto the floor. I could feel him tie my arms together with a nylon rope. He then tied my feet together leaving all of my clothes on. I could feel him fold my legs back as he tied the ropes together, leaving me gagged and hog tied on the floor of his van as he got into the front and began to drive away. We drove for what seemed like 15 or twenty minutes with me tied like that in the back seat. Then we seemed to stop and I heard him get out of the car. The back doors opened and he jumped up into the van. He lifted me up and slung me over his shoulder, and then carried me out of the van. He carried me practically one handed up the driveway of this house, which was on an isolated street. Even though I only weigh 145 pounds, I was amazed by how strong he was. We entered the house through the garage and he immediately carried me down to the basement. When he flicked on the basement lights I was horrified to see what appeared to be a full dungeon. He tossed me on the floor and went back to lock the door. He then untied my arms and proceeded to rip my shirt violently over my head and then quickly hand cuffed my arms over a metal bar hanging from the ceiling. He then, still without saying a word, untied my feet and ripped off my pants and underwear, leaving me hanging there completely naked. "Tisk, tisk," he finally said, "You're a hairy one. Were just going to have to do something about that." He then fastened a collar around my neck and a leash to it. He then uncuffed my hands and led me by the leash over to a table in the center of the room. He pushed me down on it face up and proceeded to tie me spread eagle across it. It was cold metal and I began to shiver a bit as my naked back and ass were pressing against it. He disappeared from view and came back with a razor and shaving cream. He looked down at me. "I guess I can remove this gag," he said as to taunt me. "There's no reason for you to scream, as this room is completely soundproof." And with that he took out the gag. I didn't say anything but just lied there shaking. Without any hesitation he lathered up and shave my chest, stomach, and pubic hair right off. Then, he rolled me over, refastening me face down to the cold table and shaved my ass and hole completely. "Okay slave boy," he said, after he finished, "Now it's time for me to have some fun with your body." "What are you going to do?" I said getting pretty scared. He came over to me and slapped me hard against my face. "You are not to talk unless I ask you too, and even then you shall address me as Sir! Do you understand?" "Yes," I quivered. He slapped me again. "What?" "Yes Sir," I stammered. "Very good," he said. "But, I believe you are going to have to be punished for that anyway." With that he picked out a wooden Fraternity paddle from a shelf and brought it over. It figured to me that he was a Frat type. He brought the paddle down hard against my bare ass. I let out a little scream and that caused him to hit me the next time even harder. He continued to pound my ass until I started to whimper, at which time he disappeared. I didn't see him come back, but suddenly I felt something pushing up my ass. I tried to turn my head to look back but then he fastened my collar to the table, making me unable to look anywhere but straight ahead. I felt him stick his finger up my tight virgin hole and feel around until he hit my prostate, and then began massaging it back and forth. I had never felt anything like that before, and my cock began to harden against the table. He then withdrew his finger and I felt him trying to place something much larger in. He pushed the dildo up and I thought it was going to break my ass apart. He got the full length in and left it there as her walked in front of me. For the first time I got a really good look at him. He was wearing exactly what he was in the picture, and he looked even better in person. He then unzipped his jeans and let them fall to the floor, leaving him only in jockeys with his dick visibly erect inside them. He then pulled those off revealing a cock which at first glance appeared to be nearly 8 or 9 inches long and almost twice as thick as my 6 inch member. Without saying a word he forced my jaw open and shoved his huge cock down my throat. I choked and gagged but he left it there. He let me gasp on it for almost a minute until he pulled it out. He then walked behind me and untied me completely from the table. He led me by my leash. He then took me to a padded table edge. He tied my feet well apart on the ground and then tied my hand way in front of my, leaving my bent of fully restrained with my ass pointed straight out. He then pulled the dildo out of my ass and brought it in front of me so that I could see it. It wasn't nearly half the size of his cock. I watched him lube up his cock with spit and walk behind me. He teased my hole with the tip of his cock, and then with one foul motion rammed the entire shaft up my ass. The pain was incredible and I shouted out. He began to thrust in and out faster and faster. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head backwards and I thought he was surely going to break my neck. With his other hand he reached around and began to furiously pump my cock. His rape of my hole must have gone on for five or ten minutes. He just kept pumping in my ass and running his fist down my shaft. I was approaching the brink of and incredible orgasm that I could never have felt when masturbating. I felt him squeeze my cock until I erupted in a gigantic orgasm, shooting all over his hand. He continued to pump me dry and then took his cum-covered hand and smeared it all over my face. His assault on my ass still wasn't over. I could feel him pump faster than ever now and within a few second he erupted in my hole, and I could feel his juice way up inside me. He then pulled out with his cum dripping out of my ass. He untied my arms and legs from the table edge and led my weak body back to the first table I was on. He then began to wrap my legs individually with Saran wrap. Each leg had three layers around them. He then sat me up and wrapped the roll across my chest and around my stomach. He then wrapped each of my arms until I was completely covered from the neck down, except for my cock and balls. He then wrapped my entire body like a mummy, from the feet up to my shoulders. I was helpless to move, but to add extra emphasis he completely covered the saran wrap with roll after roll of duct tape, leaving my as a silver mummy with my head and cock popping out. He then taped my body down to the table. He took out a leather mask and slid it over my head. My entire body was now completely restrained. I could hardly move enough to breathe. There was no way I could even move a finger or a toe under all this bondage. I then heard him speak. "You've been a good slave boy to me," he said assertively. Now you will get your reward." I suddenly felt my cock in his warm mouth. My pleasure was heightened by my total body restraints. He continued to work his mouth up and down my shaft, taking me all the way in. It wasn't long before I erupted in his mouth, and he continued to suck until every last drop was out. I could feel his presence now near my face. He then unzipped the piece covering my mouth and slid his tongue in my mouth the most passionate kiss I ever had in my life. "I'll be back for you in eight hours," he whispered, and then zipped the mouth piece back shut. "I'll see you in 8 hours, after I get a good night's sleep." And with that I heard him leave. And I lay there mummified, wondering if he would eve let me leave and wondering if I really would want to go. To be continued.....