Gay Erotic Stories

By late afternoon, I decided I needed a nap. I still had my brother's jockstrap on, could still feel the sticky moistness of its cup hugging my cock and balls. I went to lie down, and found myself with another hard-on, thinking about fucking my brother's hot arse, and losing my virginity to his hunky mate, Dave. I pulled my erect cock out of the side of the pouch, and clutching the cum-stained pouch to my balls, proceeded to stroke my cock, playing with the pre-cum dribbling from the eye, catching the dewy drops on the tip of my fingers, and slowly licking it off. I eventually worked my cock into a red raging erection, and after cupping and polishing the head for a while, blew another load into the pouch. Clutching the warm fluid to my balls, I fell asleep. I woke to hear Pete and Dave arrive back home. They had eventually managed to get around to finishing the car repairs - how, I don't know! I'm sure they got off again after I left - and decided to do their gym thing, and go for a swim at the nearby beach. They had left just before I dozed off, so I must have been out of it for a couple of hours. Pete quietly knocked on my door, and I heard both of them enter my bedroom. They quietly closed the door, and I heard the squeak of springs as they both sat on the bed. I felt Pete stretch out next to me, and wrap his big, rough hands around my chest, pulling me to him. He nuzzled into my back, running his hands over my pecs. 'Are you awake, little brother?' he whispered into my ear. I rolled onto my back, and murmured 'Yeah!' back at him. 'You're looking pretty hot, lying there in my well-worn jock. Don't you agree Dave?' 'Sure as fuck do, Pete. Looks as though it has had a few additions since this afternoon. I think your brother is one very horny little dude!' he said, and I felt his hand cup my balls, then looking up, saw him raise the hand to his nose, and take a deep breath. I felt Pete lean over me, and looked up just in time to see his face coming down towards mine. He gently pushed his tongue into my mouth, and then I felt his lips press hard against mine, and he started to tongue-fuck my throat. I felt my cock grow hard, and I ran my hand lightly through the red hairs on his chest, circling his nipple, responding back with a hard kiss, and slowly grinding my hips into his. He cupped my buns with his hands, and pushed me into him. Slowly pushing me back onto the bed, he stood up. He had a pair of high-cut leg gym shorts on, and I could see the bulge of his erection outlined through the fine cotton. Looking over at Dave, I noticed he had a similar outfit on, and that they both wore cotton singlets - the scoop-back style, which outlined their torsos, and gave prominence to their nipples. Pete took my hand, and pushed it against the front of his shorts. I could feel his erection throb under my grip. I pulled the elastic of the shorts down a bit, and the waistband of his black Speedos appeared, the cord dangling over the elastic. I pulled his shorts down a bit more, and exposed more of the nylon. Pete had never really got into Lycra Speedos, saying that he preferred the feel of nylon, and the way the fabric let your cock just flop about. He liked the male look of nylon, and that when you cut out the nylon 'modesty' panel, in the front of the trunks, the Speedos moulded themselves around your cock when wet. On light blue and white Speedos, you could see the whole cock through the fabric, and I knew he had pairs in both colours, which he wore regularly to the beach. I pulled his shorts down even more, and could see the hard head of his cock outlined through the nylon. I clamped my lips over it, and tasted salt. The swimmers were still damp from their recent swim, and the taste filled my mouth. I felt Dave move behind me, and felt his lips on my butt. He pushed his head between my legs. 'God, does it ever smell of cum down here!' he laughed, and I felt the scratch of his day-old beard on my thighs. 'Shit Greg, you smell so manly. You're making me very horny!' I smiled, and spread my legs a bit, to give him more room. I felt him pull the leg straps, where they connected with the bottom of the pouch, aside, and he started to suck on my arse. Pete gently pushed my head aside. 'I reckon we should all go for a swim, just to prolong things a bit longer,' he said, pulling the shorts back up to his waist. 'Want to borrow a pair of Speedos, brother? I know you like my pale blue ones. They've disappeared out of my drawer on more than one occasion over the last few months.' He smiled at me. 'You mightn't think I miss them, but they are my favourites, so I wear them quite a bit. I notice when they are suddenly not there, but suddenly turn up a few hours later. I don't mind! I get off on knowing that you have been having a wank in them. It gives me raging hard-ons, and I like to imagine that you've blown in them. That really gets me going!' He laughed out loud, and disappeared out the bedroom door. I heard him rummaging through the drawers in his bedroom, which was next to mine. He came back into my room, and threw a pair of pale blue Speedos to me. 'Throw the jockstrap under the bed,' he said, winking. 'Don't let it go too far away! We may need it later. Last one to the pool is a lousy fuck!' and with that, he and Dave ran out of the room. I heard the screen door into the yard slam, and the sounds of their skylarking as they headed to our backyard pool. I got off the bed, and removed the jockstrap. It would be nearly as stiff as a board by the time its next wearing came around. I tossed it under the bed. I might just never wash it again. If ever a horny guy needed an icon of his fantasy exploits, that jockstrap was the icon of icons. I stepped into the Speedos, pulling them up to my waist, and tied the cord, leaving it dangling over the bulge of my cock. I couldn't help running my hands over the smooth nylon. Just knowing that Pete had worn them before me, knowing that he had been parading around the beach in them, giving anyone who looked a good eyeful of his cock, made me horny. I noticed that they didn't have a modesty pouch anymore - Pete had removed it. I started to get another hard-on, and headed towards the pool myself. Pete and Dave were already in the water, lapping the width of the pool, jumping on one another, jokingly attempting to drown themselves. I joined them, and soon found them jumping on me, pushing me under the water, then just as I was about to run out of air, letting me up again. Dave grabbed me between the legs at one stage, and lifted me out of the water, only to drop me back in. Coughing and spluttering, I decided that enough was enough, and pulling myself out of the water, sat on the tiled edge of the pool, a corner of a towel underneath me. I watched as Pete climbed out, the water streaming off him, black nylon moulded over the bulge of his cock and balls. He came up behind me, and pulled me down into a lying position. He knelt at my head, and started to lower himself over me. He brought his crotch level with my mouth, and a trickle of chlorinated water ran from the bottom of his trunks, where his balls were, to my mouth. The next thing I knew, he was lightly grinding his wet, nylon-clad cock into my mouth. He leaned further forward, and started to suck my cock through my briefs, running his tongue up the quickly hardening length of my shaft. His erection was trapped by the position he was in, and produced a huge bulge in the front of his trunks. I watched as he moved his hand down, and pushed it up the inside leg of his swimmers. He was so hard that the leg of the Speedos bulged out, displaying half his shaft, and accentuating the head of his cock, which was up near the side seam of the swimmers. He burrowed his head between my legs, and sucked my balls, slowly lifting the leg band to release one, which he then proceeded to draw into his mouth, and let drop back, before repeating the procedure. I could hear that Dave was no longer splashing around. Suddenly, Pete sat back, still leaving his bulge in my mouth, then slowly took it out, and turned around, so that he straddled the top of my chest, his crotch right in my face. I felt hands grasp my legs. I knew they were Dave's, as Pete was facing the wrong way. My legs were slowly pushed up in the air, and I felt a warm tongue start to suck my arse through the Speedos. There was a gently deep breathing as Dave thrust his tongue against my hole, pushing the nylon into it as he chewed. Pete stretched his head down to mine, and took my tongue between his teeth, then he thrust his tongue deep into my throat. He ran his hands over the top of my chest, gently massaging the nipples, running rings around them with his fingertips, then pinching them, making them hard, before taking them into his mouth and tongue washing them until I moaned. Dave reached up around my waist, and untied the cord of the Speedos. As he did, he lowered my legs, and started to tongue lash my cock, working it, like Pete's, up the leg band of the swimmers, sucking hard on the head as it tried to heave itself over the waistband. I felt him pull down the front of the swimmers, and my cock bounced free, finding itself in his mouth as he drove it deep down his throat, working his mouth up and down over the pole at a frantic pace, trying to bring me towards orgasm. I sighed deeply, feeling the moist, hot warmth of his mouth on my shaft, the heat a contrast to the coldness of the wet swimmers. Pete reached behind himself, and slowly pulled down the back of his red Speedos, exposing his arse. Dave moved his head forward, and I knew he was sucking on Pete's arse, moistening it up. As he sucked on Pete's hot butt, he grabbed my cock in his hand and slowly wanked me. Pete continued to grind his crotch in my face as Dave sluiced out his butt, then Pete quickly pushed himself up. I watched with stunned pleasure as he positioned his twitching hole over the head of my cock, then slowly started to lower himself, sliding down slowly until my cock disappeared totally from view. He started to rock himself up and down, and I felt, again, the warm grasp of his arse as he clenched and released the muscle, massaging the head whenever he rose up, and grinding me deep into him when he moved back down the shaft. Dave positioned himself in front of Pete, straddling my chest where Pete had been, before moving down to take my cock. Dave pushed his Speedos down under his balls, and pushed my head back, thrusting his cock into my mouth. He started to mouth fuck me, and I could feel his balls slapping on my chin, heard him grunting in pleasure and exertion. He spread his legs a bit, and I could just see Pete's torso raising and lowering, raising and lowering, as he pleasured his arse on my cock. Suddenly, he stopped, and pulled himself off. He moved around to face Dave, who raised himself up off my chest, and took Pete's cock into his mouth, sucking Pete as he thrust his cock down my throat. Dave breathed deeply a couple of times, and I felt a warm flood of cum gush down my throat, the salty/chlorine taste coming into my mouth as he started to withdraw himself. Pete moved himself around, and pushed my legs back over my head. He moved himself between them, and teased the entrance to my arse with his pre-cum-moistened cock head. I moaned, and felt him push a bit harder. 'Just relax, Greg. I'm about to give my brother the ride he has been begging for!' he said, thrusting harder again. I relaxed my arse muscle, and felt the length of his shaft sliding into me, felt him push hard and deep into me, then slowly pull back, withdrawing most of the length before plunging back in. I grabbed my rock hard cock, and started to wank it. I could feel his balls slapping me between the legs, making a slight 'whacking' sound as they swung to his rhythm. Dave sat at my head, massaging my nipples, smiling at the look of sheer ecstasy on my face. I never thought I would ever know pleasure like this, and I wallowed in the pleasure. Pete reached down with his tongue, and pushed it into my mouth, moving it in and out to the same rhythm as his cock, and balls. He pounded me harder and harder, thrusting so hard that he was pushing me backward. Suddenly, he let out a loud gasp. I watched as he closed his eyes, and did two quick, hard thrusts into me. I felt the warmth of his cum flood into me, continuing to thrust himself even as it subsided, working the hot fluid into me as deeply as he could. He panted deeply, then started to remove himself, going slowly so that I could enjoy the feel of him coming out of me. He withdrew as far as the head of his cock, and started to do small thrusts with it in and out my hole. Within seconds, I felt an explosion building up. It was so intense that I could feel it moving up my cock, from my balls, which had drawn themselves in tight, as though in anticipation of the growing flood. I heard both boys yell as cum fountained all over my chest and face. I don't think I have ever orgasmed like that before, and wondered if I ever would again. Dave leant forward, and started to lick the juices off my face, while Pete tackled that splashed all over my chest. I lay there, my cock slowly going down in my hand, and these two hunks licking all my cum off me. I was in heaven! Both boys lay on either side of me, and cuddled me as we rested. 'I think it’s time for another swim,' Pete announced, 'Then we might go inside and see how much more damage we can do to that jockstrap.' I looked at him and smiled, as I slipped myself out of the Speedos, and headed towards the pool. Copyright 2002 talderman@ihug.com.au