Gay Erotic Stories

David eased his weary body into the shower. It had been a long day…first, football practice at 5 a.m., then a grueling day of classes, then more practice, and then a long meeting with one of the coaches and then a workout. And he hadn't eaten since lunch. It seemed as if he couldn't catch a break between trying to maintain a decent G.P.A. and being a decent tight end for the University's football team. David's muscles ached, even in places he didn't know could hurt. He gently washed his curly black hair, lathered his smooth muscular body and let the hot water eradicate the funk of a hot September day. At 5'8 and 180lbs, David was one of the finest men on his campus. Of mixed heritage (a white father and Black/Hispanic mother), David was what some people called "pretty." He had jet-black curly hair (when it wasn't faded), dark, piercing eyes, porcelain smooth skin that was between cream and tan, boyish looks and charm, a muscular body and a cut, fat 8" dick that made his teammates (the ones who dared look) envious. He stepped out of the stall and toweled himself off. He wrapped the white standard issue towel around his waist as he padded silently to his locker. The normally boisterous room was silent, save for David's opening of the locker. In the quiet of the evening, with all his rowdy teammates either studying or out for the night, the place was downright eerie. He felt as if he were alone, yet not alone. He wasn't. For, unbeknownst to the young football star, someone was watching him. Hiding in the long shadows was Raphael Simmons, an escaped convict from the state prison. He had snuck out of the prison by the oldest trick in the book--hidden safely in a laundry truck, Raphael made it past the guards with ease. Raphael was, at the age of 36, already a notorious criminal. A string of daring daylight bank robberies and a shot cop was enough to have him convicted for no less than 40 years. He had only served two years of that sentence. During those two years, Raphael, who was a large man when he was convicted, grew larger. He worked out daily, with an intensity that only hinted at the rage within him. His bald head and dark, penetrating eyes, accentuated by a goatee that was always trimmed, gave him a fearsome look. The fear generated by his presence was justified. While in prison, he put several inmates in the hospital and was rumored to have raped several of the prison's toughest convicts. After escaping, he had jumped out of the truck and ran, under cover of night, miles to the college and hidden by day and night in the University's labyrinthine underground tunnels under the Main Gym. He would have left, but, as he was ready to sneak out, he caught sight of David undressing before taking a shower. Seeing David's impeccable build and his gorgeous features awakened the beast within Raphael. He knew that he was going to make David take all of his 11.5 inches. David was seated on the bench in front of his locker, lotioning his body. The towel was only loosely wrapped around his waist and began falling off. Raphael crept behind him and outstretched its massive arms and grabbed David by his neck. Before David could even cry out, Raphael hoisted him clear off the bench and tossed him into the lockers behind him. The 20-year old crashed into the metal lockers and slumped to the floor, barely conscious. The stud lay there, naked, vulnerable to Raphael. "Uhhh…" he moaned. In the dim light, David saw the hulking figure of Raphael looming over him, but he was not able to make out the face. David's muscled body writhed slightly, seeking to recover from being slammed mercilessly into unforgiving metal. But before he could even stagger to his side, Raphael drew back a booted foot and smashed it into David's balls. "ARRGH!" David screamed. His hands shot downward to protect his huge balls, but he was too late. Instead, all he could do was clutch his injured testicles and moan. The sound of David's agonized scream awakened Raphael's huge dick. It snaked upwards in his work pants. Soon, Raphael thought, the bulge in his pants would make the helpless muscled boy in front of him scream. He chuckled softly to himself. David, now on his side, lifted his head and got a better look at his attacker. Gulping air, he said "What…what the…fuck…" Raphael like the sound of this kid's voice. Deep. Sexy. He knelt down next to David. He placed a beefy hand around David's muscled neck, stared David deep in his dark sexy eyes. "'Fuck' is right, " he said, in a low and menacing growl. Then, his other hand shot out and both hands were locked around David's throat. He began to squeeze, crushing David's neck. By reflex, David's muscular arms shot up to try and pry Raphael's hands off of his neck, to no avail. Raphael slammed David back into the lockers again. He smiled in satisfaction as he saw the boy's pretty dick flop around as he manhandled him. Damn this boy is pretty, Raphael thought. As he slowly choked the struggling David, he noticed his handsome features, his smooth carved chest, his bulging arms, his firm full thighs and teardrop-shaped calves, and his dick. He would have fun torturing this dick. It was fat, long and had a bulbous head. Perfect. David felt his world fading fast. The pain in his groin was competing with the pain in his head as he was rammed into the lockers repeatedly, as his throat was crushed. "Stop…STOP…!!!" he croaked. As strong as he was, he wasn't able to loosen the attacker's iron grip around his neck. As his brain consumed the last bits of oxygen, he wondered who this man was-and why was he attacking him? "What…what…do…you….want?" David would find out soon enough…. David groggily awoke. He tried to put a hand to his aching head…but he couldn't. He was tied up. Or handcuffed, he couldn't tell. All he knew was that his hands were behind his back and whatever bound them there was so tight that they had become numb. He looked up and saw only dim light. At first, he thought he might be still in the gym, but it didn't smell like a gym. It smelled faintly like hay. As he tried to move around, he realized that he was lying down. The splinters digging into his beefy back told him he was on a table. His powerful legs were spread apart; as David's vision focused, to his horror, he saw the rope tied around his dick and balls. Suddenly, the rope was pulled, tightening viciously around David's dick. "NOO!!" he screamed. "AGGHHH!" The rope dug into David's sensitive flesh. His dick was stretched to its limit, his balls, crushed beyond agony. David struggled helplessly, thrashing about in agony as the rope, at its limits, began dragging the young stud across the table. The rough wood ingrained itself into David's back. Then, another rope looped around his neck and began pulling in the opposite direction! "No! Please! ACKKK--!!" he cried out, then was abruptly cut off by the noose's sudden tightening around his larynx. Out of the shadows of the small barn, Raphael appeared and stood over the hogtied youth. He had connected the two ropes to motors that once served as part of cranes. Now, they were instruments to break this pretty boy's dick. Raphael ran his hand through David's curly black hair. Then, he grabbed a handful and yanked David's head forward. He stared into David's fearful and agonized eyes. "You know you're my bitch, don't you." He said. David gasped, "I'll do anything…[choke]…don't….don't…kill…" Raphael laughed cruelly. "Nigga, Iain’t gonna kill you, though you might wish I had." With that, he slammed David's head back onto the table and let the rope constrict around his throat. He was aroused by watching this well-built young man contort as he vainly tried to break the ropes binding his wrists. Raphael grabbed the rope fastened to David's testicles and penis and, holding David down by pressing on his defined abs with one hand, drew the genital noose even tighter. David's body spasmed and he screamed. "NOOOO-ARRGHH!!!" Raphael stood back, satisfied. He pulled out a knife, and, in one move, sliced the rope. However, David's dick and balls were still bound. Raphael then sliced through the rope that was strangling David. David whimpered as he gasped and coughed for air. "Let me go…I ain't gonna tell nobody…" he pleaded. Raphael regarded David for a moment. Then, savagely, he shoved David back down on the table and began choking him with his bare hands. He loved how David's muscles flexed as he struggled, flailed and thrashed about. He took a free hand and grabbed David's tortured dick and began crushing it. He yanked it forward, upward, even forced it down onto the table and ground it into the unyielding wooden table. Still strangling David, Raphael then jumped on to the table and ripped off his only article of clothing, a leather G-string, to reveal a hard 11.5 dick. "Suck this, bitch," he growled. He then shoved his monster into David's open mouth, down his throat. David gagged, unable to take all that dick. The choking sounds turned Raphael on, making his huge dick grow even more. David felt the dick growing, but was unable to do anything about it. He felt something dribble out of the rapist's dick--it was precum. The salty fluid oozed out of Raphael's dick, and down into David's hot mouth. He fought to get that dick out of his mouth, to no avail. The harder he fought, the more he struggled, the further Raphael shoved his tool into David. "Better not bite my shit, boy," Raphael warned David. He didn't. Raphael released David's dick and focused on the young stud sucking him off. He grabbed David's hair and held David immobile while he fucked him in the face. The tortured expression on David's face, the desperate, tormented moans brought Raphael to climax. David felt the huge piece of meat jump and tried to move his head away from the impending flood, but Raphael held him tight. He couldn't move as waves of hot cum shot from Raphael's dick and filled the jock's mouth. "Don't you spit!" Raphael commanded him. David stared at him, his dark eyes filled with fear. What was this freak going to do? Make him swallow it? "Sit up." David gingerly sat up. As he did so, he felt his throbbing, aching dick and balls. The severed rope was still unmercifully tight around the young stud's shaft and nuts, but, despite himself, David felt his dick strain against the rope as it grew hard. Raphael dismounted from the table and stood in front of his young victim. Then, with all his rage, he drove his fist into David's six-pack, causing David to spew the cum. "I told you NOT to spit my cum," Raphael shouted. "Now I'm gonna fuck you up." But before he could even move, David swiftly leapt off the table and tackled Raphael. The two men fell to the hard dirt and rolled around. David tried to put Raphael in a headlock, but Raphael quickly gained his balance. He easily tossed David off of his back and onto the ground. Dazed by his hard fall, David didn't see Raphael snatch up the separated length of rope. When his vision cleared, it was too late. Raphael charged behind him and began strangling David with the rope. David was helpless; Raphael forced his entire 235lbs of muscle down onto David's tortured back. Raphael's bulging muscles strained furiously as he snapped David's head back from the force of the rope that was strangling him. David felt the burning of the rope as it dug deeper into his throat, as it slowly crushed his windpipe. He could only feebly croak "St-stop..ckkkk" He gagged as Raphael viciously jerked harder on the rope. Raphael relaxed his torturous grip around the stud's throat and reached under David's torso. He found what he was looking for: his dick. He grabbed it and wrenched it under David and between his legs. He then forced it upward, between David's own ass. The pain was unbearable. "AGGGHH!!" David cried out. "You're breakin' my dick!!" He struggled, but was still pinned down on his stomach by Raphael's weight. Suddenly, Raphael released his vise-like grip on David's neck, but still maintained a bone-crushing grip on his dick. David's fat and juicy penis quivered in Raphael's grip. The head, plump and red, looked as if it were going to burst. Veins, thick and plentiful, ran up and down David's shaft. Raphael, entranced by the size and beauty of David's piece, stared at it for a minute. Taking advantage of this distraction, David reached up and slugged Raphael. But the punch didn't loosen Raphael's hold on David's dick! Recovering from the unexpected blow, Raphael gave David an evil grin. He mangled David's unprotected penis with his bare hands. He brutally twisted the erect penis, sending sparks of intense pain shooting through David's body. "YAHHHRRGHH!!" Raphael's own dick jumped up, awakened by the agony in David's desperate scream. Then, in one swift move, Raphael took David's tortured hard-on in his mouth. Soon, he was bathing David's dick with his hot, wet mouth. The moans that came from David then were slow and labored. "Naw…d-don't….aw, shit…." The young footballer had never felt anything like that before, had never had anyone's mouth on his dick. Soon, he got into it, thrusting his hips into Raphael's face, burying Raphael's face in his bush. Raphael savored the taste of David's dick. It was firm, yet soft. The mushroom head tasted so sweet. Then, suddenly, David shouted, "I'M CUMMIN! AW, SHIT!" He shot his load into Raphael's mouth; wave after wave of orgasm racked David. His muscular back arched as the last orgasm spasmed through his young body. Raphael was pissed. He wasn't ready for David to cum. Raphael swished the cum around in his mouth, while watching the spent youth writhe before him in post-orgasmic agony. Then, Raphael grabbed David's face and forced a kiss. David struggled, but it was no use. David felt his mouth forced open, and soon, the cum that he had shot was filling his own mouth! He tried to spit his cum out, but Raphael had clamped one of his huge hands around David's mouth, the other was firmly on his head. He couldn't open his mouth to expel the jizm. "Swallow it!" Raphael demanded. David gagged. Raphael took the now-limp dick in his hands and squeezed the remaining sperm from it. He went down on it again, licking the residue from the head. Then, as he heard David's soft moans, he clamped down on David's dick with his jaw. Ecstasy turned back into pain as David felt Raphael's jaw crunch his dick. "YAHHGHHH! SHIT! STOP---ARRGHHH!!!" Raphael chomped even harder on the boy's dick. David's taut muscular body contorted in agony. Raphael, his jaw still locked onto David's dick, hefted the musclestud up and tossed his struggling form like a sack of wheat over his shoulder. He stopped crushing David's dick just before he piledrove his body back onto the table. David moaned. "Uhhh…oh, God…my dick…." Raphael pushed David's hairless muscular legs up and took a long look at David's ripe ass. Raphael worked a long thick finger into David's hole. Feeling the invasion of Raphael's finger, David cried out in sexual agony. "Uhghh! Naw…stop…don't…!" Raphael then shoved his finger all the way in. David drew in a sharp breath, not expecting this kind of pain. "OHHHARR!!" Raphael finger fucked David deliberately, slowly. Raphael's dick grew even larger than it's customary 11.5. It grew to a full 12." Raphael pressed his huge member against David's raw hole. Then he shoved it into David's virgin ass, up to the hilt. He rammed David with increasing intensity. David had never felt anything like it. Painful. Intense. Raphael grabbed David's raw dick, and for each brutal thrust of his dick, wrenched David's dick. "GRRHHAARRHH!!! NO! IT'S TOO---" Raphael's hands shot out and, once again, enveloped David's muscular neck in a crushing choke hold. The combination of being fucked and asphyxiated was overwhelming. "St-st….ckkkk…stop…ackkkkk…!!" "What the fuck's my name?" Raphael grunted. He wanted to hear this sexy boy say it in his sexy, agonized voice. "ckkk….don't….ckkk…know…." David wheezed. Raphael's monster dick grew thicker in David's hot, tight ass. "….hurts….please…" He pleaded. Raphael looked at David's carved chest. He noticed David's dark succulent nipples. They contrasted against David's creamy light skin. He reminded himself about the clamps. But first, he would break this niggah. "What the fuck's my name?" He repeated."If I gotta teach it to ya, you aint getting out of here!" "I DON'T KNOW!" The scream tore out of David's crushed throat. He couldn't take much more. "BITCH!" Raphael growled. He plowed into David's ass even more wildly. He put his full weight into each ferocious thrust. His asphyxiation and crushing grip took on even more sadistic fury. "I'm'a teach you my NAME! Even if I gotta rip out your guts!" He fucked David harder with each ram. "ARRGH!!" "What's my name??" "PLEASE---acckkk!---Don't…know…your…ARRGH! UNGH!" "Who's your daddy, boy?" Through the pain-inflicted haze, David moaned "Daddy…." "What?" Another vicious thrust. He eased his brutish hold on David's neck. "D-daddy…OHH!! RRGGHH!!" Several more thrusts. David's muscled form was like a rag doll. He was tossed all over the wooden table. David's muscular legs flailed over Raphael's shoulders. Raphael felt the cum from deep within his huge balls. "Boy, what's my fuckin' NAME??!" He slammed into David's ass so hard, that David's balls got crushed by Raphael's hard, tree-trunk thighs. David cried out in severe pain. "My BALLS! ---acckk!!" Raphael's meathook hands clamped around David's neck again. "My….cckkkkk…throat…! C-ca-can't br-breathe…" "THEN SAY MY FUCKIN' NAME, BOY, BEFORE I CUM IN YOUR ASS!" "DADDY!" The words ripped from David's mouth "Again!" "Please! Daddy! DADDY!! ARGGHH!!" "RHARRGHH!!! SHIT!" Raphael snarled as his balls released buckets of cum into David's anguished ass. He looked at his young victim and the agony that wracked his handsome boyish face. He had more punishments for the football stud…