Gay Erotic Stories

Left alone with his three beautiful charges, Todd felt a bit like a kid in a candy store. He lit a cigarette and stood in the center of the cabin, surveying the straight punks, each one bound tight, naked and at his disposal. It would be at least an hour before his buddies returned and he planned to have some fun while they were away. Besides, he rationalized, these fuckers had to learn who was boss and the sooner, the better. Inhaling deeply one last long drag, he tossed the butt to the floor and stomped it out with the toe of his boot. Ambling over to an empty bed, he sat and removed his footgear and socks, stuffing the socks neatly down inside the boots. Leisurely, he slipped his T-shirt up and off, folding it and placing it on the bed beside him. Standing, he unfastened his jeans, dropped them to his ankles and stepped out of them. Carefully folding them as well, he laid them beside his shirt. Dressed only in his jock now, he rose and sauntered over to the boom box that he and his buddies had brought with them. Flipping through their CD collection, he smiled as he found what he was looking for and popped it in. Pressing the play button and setting it to repeat, he strode over behind the big shackled buck, Victor, as Madonna began to belt out “Like a Virgin.” Tracing his fingertips lightly over the lacerations on the hunky buck’s battered backside, Todd proudly admired his own handiwork. At his touch, the trussed up stud winced and whimpered piteously. Pressing his body tightly against the tethered beauty, Todd whispered in his captive's ear, “Betcha can still remember what it was like to be a virgin, can’t cha bitch!” Then, with a chuckle he added, “When we’re done with you, you ain’t gonna have no memory of a time when your ass wasn’t filled to the brim. In fact, you’re gonna feel empty without a big hunk a manmeat buried deep inside ya!” “Please! Have mercy! Let me go! Please! Haven’t you done enough!” Victor whined. “Enough? We’re just gettin’ warmed up!” Todd smirked, as he ran his hand down the quivering stud’s back and between his sweaty legs. Gripping the butt plug that was packed inside the blithering stag’s swollen mancunt, he wrenched the bulbous rubber stuffer rudely about his horrified victim’s ass, laughing gleefully as the panicked man shrieked, “Oh, God! Please! No! That really hurts!” “That’s the idea!” Todd sneered as he twisted the plug halfway out of the hunky stud’s ravaged shitchute and abruptly slammed it home once more. As the big man dissolved in bitter sobs, Todd stepped away, resolving to save the best for last. His boner was almost painfully engorged and Todd needed relief. Weighing his options for a brief moment, he strode over to the thin, blonde kid dangling from the wall and barely conscious. Stripping off his jock and tossing it to the floor, Todd reached up and unloosed the ropes about the boy’s ankles. Resting the limp punk’s legs atop his shoulders, he managed to untie the kid's ropeburned wrists. Once the boy was freed, Todd held him firmly by the waist and lowered his sweet little ass down until that tight, pink boyquim was pressing against his red and swollen prickhead. Simultaneously thrusting his cock upwards and shoving the kid down, he spiked his entire cock deep inside the boy’s tender twat in one fell thrust. Jolted by a searing pain, Peter started back to his senses and howled in agony. He felt like he would be ripped in two by this latest assault on his bruised asshole. To fend off the brute who was raping him, he began to pound his fists against the big man’s chest and face, but he was weak from the savage fist fuckings he had endured and his blows were too feeble to deliver any damage. Instantly, the big, crazy bastard commenced fucking him hard in and out of his sore butthole and laughing as he squirmed in distress. Horrified at his helpless state, he frantically struck out as his assring was repeatedly and savagely stretched wide by his attacker’s thick, meaty man pole. The pretty, blonde college dude was light enough for Todd to carry about the cabin and his feeble attempts to defend himself were a real turn on. With gusto, he rammed hard into the panicked punk’s ass and drilled away at the prick’s tight little pud. After a few minutes of fierce ass pounding, he wore down his victim’s resistance. The boy’s struggles grew weaker and weaker until finally his arms gave out completely and fell limp. Soon the stunned schoolboy’s screams were reduced to mere monosyllabic hiccups of pain as Todd speared his quivering quim over and over. Peter had one of the tightest ass cunts Todd had ever fucked and each time it clamped down and sucked in his steely rod, Todd moaned appreciatively. He smiled when he noticed that the kid’s sky blue eyes had rolled up into his head, which was now slumped back towards the floor. He amused himself by swinging the pussy boy back and forth as he fucked him, fanning the lad’s long, blond locks wildly out through the air. When he felt his jism boiling up inside him, Todd wrapped his arms around the kid and, locking his fingers, he pulled his boy toy in tight to his chest. Hold the punk bent-double, Todd erupted, spewing a huge load of warm, sticky spunk into that sweet, warm boy twat. When the stream of cum flowing into him had subsided, Peter felt the big lug lift him up. His ripped and swollen asshole was scraped roughly as man pulled out his massive cock. Then the man released him and he dropped to the floor at the big guy’s feet. His mind was blown. Distantly, as in a dream, he heard the big bully demanding that he lick his huge prick clean. Like a robot with no will of its own, horrified, he found himself raising his head, opening his mouth and sticking out his tongue to placate the sinister brute. He had never even touched a another man’s cock before, much less put his mouth on one, but he was terrified of what this crazy bastard might do if he refused. His attacker smelled of sweat and cum. It was disgusting and he was afraid he might throw up as he commenced licking the son-of-a-bitch’s massive organ. He felt the thug’s hands pressing hard against the back of his head, forcing the wet, rubbery dick deep down his throat. Soft and squishy, it gagged him as globs of saliva filled his mouth and washed the repulsive thing clean. All of a sudden his face flush hotly as he remembered a fuck film he had seen in the dorm. The chick in the flick had been forced to blow several guys like he was blowing this one now. Silently he wondered if she had hated it too. Todd humiliated his victim for several minutes, laughing as the punk kneeling before him slurped and slobbered away. But after a while he grew tired of the sport. Whipping his prick out of the kid’s mouth, he let the boy fall to the floor, noting the cowering pretty boy was beside himself with embarrassment. Grabbing a fistful of the punk’s tangled mane, he dragged the kid howling across the floor to the cage and, opening it, he tossed the little bitch inside and locked the door. Turning his sinister attentions on his victim's tall, slender buddy, he snatched up the K-Y and strode over to the bed where the proud college punk was still helplessly restrained. Seating himself, he began to squeeze the blithering boy’s firm, round buttocks roughly, pronouncing them “A hot little piece of ass!” As the once defiant, now terrified punk pleaded for mercy, Todd chuckled and commenced smearing his hand with lube. “Close your eyes and open your boy twat, bitch,” Todd snickered, “I’m gonna give you a big surprise!” The terrified kid blithered and squirmed as Todd tossed the lube on the bedside table and began probing the punk's tight bunghole with a long, bony finger. Tender, red and swollen from the brutal fuckings it had taken, Todd knew his ass must be on fire from this latest assault. Like a wild bronco, the boy bucked on the bed as Todd forced a second, then a third and finally a fourth finger inside him. Todd knew how to inflict pleasure as well as pain on a man's ass, but at the moment he was only interested in breaking the kid’s will so pain was his sole aim. Savagely, he twisted and torgued his slender digits about inside that warm, moist boycunt, watching with pride as the snotty prick’s rosy, hairless asslips stretched ever wider and wider. At last satisfied with the cavernous opening he had inspired, Todd drew his thumb in close and smirked, “Get ready for a trip to the moon, bitch!” In one hard, brutal thrust, he forced his entire fist past the crazed youth’s now massively expanded assring and worked it steadily up deep inside the punk’s ravaged shitchute, eliciting an inhuman cry of shock and pain from his horrified young prey. Although he was fierce, he worked slowly, cautious not to inflict any permanent damage on the merchandise. For some time, he torqued about inside the privileged punk’s pussy, repeatedly pulling his fist out and punching it back hard up the once arrogant boy’s stretched and bruised shitchute. The crazed youth thrashed around and cried out in a frenzy of hysterics as Todd ripped his ass open again and again. Finally, his arm buried almost up to his elbow inside the boy, Todd calmly asked the bucking youth, “Want me to take it out?” “GOD, YESSS!” the kid howled, “YOU’RE KILLING ME!!!” Still skewing the lad on his heavy arm, Todd playfully offered, “You gotta do something for me then.” “ANYTHING!!!” the battered boy screamed, “JUST TAKE IT OUT!!!!” “You gotta blow me with that pretty, wet mouth a yours,” Todd proposed, then added suggestively, “Nice and slow like!” “NO WAY, YOU FUCKING FAGGOT!” the proud punk cried out in defiance before erupting once more into a prolonged “OOOOOWWWWWWW, GAWD!!!” “Have it your way, kid,” Todd smirked, pulling out his arm and jabbing it back up that gaping pink pussy with greater force than he had delivered any of his previous punches. “AAAAAWWWWW!!!! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!” the brutalized boy spewed forth, “FUCKING A! ALL RIGHT! ALL RIGHT! JUST TAKE IT OUT! I’LL DO IT!” “Do what?” Todd asked innocently, as if he had no idea what the kid was talking about. “TAKE YOUR ARM OUTTA MY ASS!” the boy howled in a panic, “I’LL BLOW YOU, YOU CRAZY FAGGOT!!” “Not unless you ask nice and respectful like,” Todd threatened, his arm still buried up the boy’s monstrously expanded shitchute, “You gotta say ‘Please let me blow your beautiful boner, sir!’” “FUUUUUUCCKKKK!!!” the defiant punk howled, his beautiful, young face beet red and streaming with his own warm, salty tears, “OW! OWWWWW! OK! OK! SHIIITTT!! PLEASE LET ME…AW, GAWD, YOU’RE KILLING ME, MAN!…PLEASE LET ME BLOW YOUR BEAUTIFUL BONER, SIR!!” "That's more like it!" Todd taunted the boy, satisfied that his prey was sufficiently convinced to cooperate. Todd slid his arm slowly out of the punk’s ass and made his way around to the head of the rickety bed. This was going to be fun. He was about to give this arrogant preppie a lesson in service that he would remember for the rest of his pathetic little life. "Open wide, you sexy little cocksucker!" Todd demanded and continued threateningly, "Don't let me feel any teeth even once or I'll cut your balls off!" Rob groaned, his bowels ripped and aching, as tears of shame streamed down his face. Never had he known such utter helplessness and humiliation. He was the hero, the ace student, the lady killer-and this heinous faggot was going to force him to degrade himself with this unspeakable act. Him-Robert Sean Allen, III-the golden boy of a prominent family, reduced to blowing some common thug. As the giant, rubbery organ was wagged in his face, Rob prepared to deliver his end of the bargain he had made with this sadistic bastard. Trying to still the queasy waves surging through his stomach, he dropped his jaw slackly and allowed his kidnapper to poke his offensive member down his virgin throat. Any thoughts he had of biting off the gross thing were stilled by the fear that, if he failed to sever it, his insane captor would likely make good on his threat to castrate him. Using the punk’s pretty little ears for leverage, Todd pushed into the boy’s moist, young mouth and slid his prick all the way down the back of the kid’s throat, choking the proud blonde punk. As the kid coughed and sputtered, he held his prick deep inside the boy for a moment, savoring the sensation. Then, slowly and deliberately, he commenced drilling his boner in and out of the punk's rosy mouth and deep down his slender throat, gagging the trim, college punk roughly over and over. The little prick's eyes were wide with horror and disbelief at having his face fiercely fucked. His wrists and ankles were raw from straining against the ropes that held them. Rob instinctually tried to pull away from his assailant, his stomach turning over in disgust. Rage boiled up inside him as his sadistic captor bashed into his mouth again and again, bruising the back of his throat painfully with that enormous battering ram of a cock. Never in his wildest nightmare had he have ever imagined that he could be forced to suck another man's dick. The struggling pretty boy's profusely salivating mouth and throat sliding over and around his big, swollen rod sent bursts of pleasure shooting throughout Todd's body. “Yeah! Oh, yeah! You like that dick sandwich, don’t cha!” Todd taunted the boy, “Betcha you milk your frat brothers on a regular basis, don’t cha, you cocksucking little slut! You keep your buddies warm at night, don’t cha?” He chuckled at the flush of shame on his pussy boy’s face, the kid’s cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk’s from the stuffing he was receiving. Todd pounded away, his massive cock slipping through those round pink lips again and again, until a huge swell of jism rose up from deep inside him and he spewed forth a volcano of hot, creamy spunklava into the sputtering boy's belly. As he force-fed the stunned punk a cumshake, the humiliated lad choked and struggled to pull his mouth free. Todd held him firm and watched with pride as the kid's Adam's apple bobbled furiously in a fevered attempt to take all of Todd's gooey load. Tiny rivulets of cum oozed around the edges of Todd's pulsating member and out the corners of the sinewy punk’s red, swollen lips, dripping off his square jaw and onto the bed below. Once his wad was spent, Todd slipped out of his sniveling boy bitch's throat and laughed as the kid choked and spit, drooling out long, spindly threads of warm, sticky jism from his abused young mouth. Abandoning the devastated boy to cope with his shame, Todd crossed to the table and, sitting on it’s corner, he grabbed a pack of Marlboros and lit up. Blowing out a heavy cloud of smoke, he smiled with pride as his eyes took stock of the two blonde buddies he had used and abused. Then his attention drifted to Victor and, puffing away, he relished thoughts of what he had planned for that big fucker.