Gay Erotic Stories

When I was in high school I figured out it was other guys that turned me on, so I started swiping copies of Blueboy and Playgirl from the local bookstore and hiding them under my mattress. I pulled them out late at night when everyone was asleep and read the stories, imagining myself in all the hot situations they described, and pictured myself on my knees in front of the beautiful guys showing off their dicks in the pictures. I didn't I'd ever have the nerve to actually do that to another guy, but something happened where I got a crash course in man-to-man sex. My mom and sister had gone off to visit my grandmother, and my dad decided to get industrious and get little repairs done around the house and give a good cleaning and then paint. So for two days he worked my ass off, hauling water, mopping, handing him tools, carrying garbage. My dad's 6'2" and 250 pounds. He was an All-American in college, played a little pro football, and he's still mostly muscle, though his belly's starting to spread now. Evidently he used to be a ladies' man, and why not? He's a big, good-looking guy. We'd never been that close, but the more I worked around him those two days the more I looked at his muscular arms and big chest, and it got harder and harder to control myself. Finally we got to my room, and wouldn't you know it, dad decided we had to turn my mattress. I panicked, but what could I do? He grabbed it, flipped it, and out fell my stash of gay porn. He stared down at the pictures of hard, hung hunks. I almost fainted. Then he looked up at me, grim and angry. "What the hell are those?" I couldn't say anything. He reached down and picked up one magazine. It opened to one of my favorite pictures, showing a young guy sucking off a hairy, mustached guy. My dad looked up and said to me, "That's what you want? You want a man's dick in your mouth?" I couldn't say anything, I was so scared. He put his big hand on my head and pushed me down. "That's what you're gonna get, and right now!" He popped open his shorts and let them fall. Now he was in his briefs--there was a wet spot right at the front--and I could see his dick through them. He pushed the briefs down and there it was: my own dad's dick. It was thick, surrounded with dark brown hair, and swelling to full size. It wasn't huge, thank god, but big enough to do anything he wanted with it. "Open your mouth," he said real low. "Come on, open your mouth. You want this, and you're taking it." He pushed my head in close and pushed his dickhead up against my lips. "Open up!" I opened my mouth and he shoved in, choking me so I gagged. But he wouldn't let go. He shoved his dick in deep, pulled out, shoved in again, until it was most of the way down my throat. He pumped my face so hard I couldn't breathe, and I almost passed out. But every time I started to he'd pull out and slap my face with that piece of meat. "Suck it! Suck my dick! That's the fucking dick that made you, and you're gonna suck it till I come!" And he'd shove in again, pumping and pumping. Finally he grunted and his hot wad filled my mouth, ran out over my lips and down my chin. He pulled out, looked at me a minute, and pushed me away. I was crying a little, my nose was running. I swabbed some of the cum off my face and looked up at him. I tried to stand up, but he pushed me back. "No you don't, we're not finished yet. You're gonna get everything you read about in that filthy magazine. Take off your pants. Now!" I stood up and undid my jeans. He pulled them down hard and spun me around, one hand gripping my shoulder. With the other he reached down and quickly shoved a finger up my ass. I gasped and stumbled forward, but he held me up. "Like that? You like that? That's what you've been wanting, isn't it?" I couldn't answer, and he pushed me face forward onto the floor. In a second he was behind me. He tried to push in with his dry dick, but it wouldn't go. Then he grunted and spit on himself, and in one big, hard push he was in me. I screamed, but he just pushed in harder. "Yeah, you've got your dad's dick up your ass, you little faggot. I'm fucking your ass! I'm fucking your ass!" And he plowed into me like he'd never get to fuck anything ever again. "Fucking my faggot boy's ass, yeah, this is how I fucked your mom when I made you, you little queer!" And then he shouted and came again inside me. He pulled out slowly, panting, and stood up. "So that's what you wanted, isn't it? You like that? You like the way that hurt?" I got up and tried to pull up my pants, but I was weak and sore and couldn't get them up all the way. He jerked them up over my hips. "Get in the bathroom and clean yourself up." He picked up my magazines and took them away. A couple of months later my mom and sister went out together, and the minute they were gone my dad said to me, "So, are you still a little faggot?" "No sir!" I said. "I don't believe you. I bet you still have those fucking fag magazines hidden in your room. Don't you?" "No!" But I did have one under my mattress. He said, "You're a liar, too. I know you've got them up there, and I'm going to find them!" And he grabbed me and pulled me upstairs into my room. He went straight to my bed, reached under the mattress, and found my last Blueboy. "I knew it!" He sneered at me. "You're a faggot, all right. What's in this one? This page is all wrinkled, is this the guy you look at when you jerk off? Thinking about him fucking your ass? He's got a big dick. Is that what you like? You like big dicks up in you? Get over here and answer me! You like big dicks up your ass, don't you?" "No sir!" "Yes, you do, and you're gonna get one there now!" And he pushed me on the bed, tore off my clothes, stripped his own pants off, and climbed on me. He forced my legs apart and pushed inside, and while he was fucking me he put his mouth on my neck and kissed and bit me, so I had spots there for a couple of days. He fucked me every time my mom and sister were gone, but when they were home he never said a word to me. About a year later my mom and sister went off again, and this time my dad brought a friend of his over. He said to his friend, "This is my faggot son I told you about. He wants to suck dick and get fucked, and I know you like kids, so you're gonna do him like he likes it." His friend had a big dick, bigger than my dad's. Dad pushed my face down and made me suck off his friend. Then he put me on my hands and knees and shoved his own dick down my throat while his friend fucked me. When his friend left, dad fucked me again, so I couldn't even get up till the next morning, I was so sore.