Gay Erotic Stories

After the shower, I put on the uniform - tight blue & white striped T-shirt, white navy hat, a pair of black leather boots, and white, slightly torn jockstrap, no pants... The quartermaster did not give me a pair of pants, and I asked why. Smiling, he just said “You will see why.” Embarrassed but having no choice, I went to a Doctor‘s office to undergo a medical exam. The Doc was a fucking handsome guy around his late 30‘s, tall and fit. Let‘s skip the ordinary medical check he gave me. After the usual examination, the doctor asked me while putting on rubber gloves, to take off my jockstrap and lie back on the examination table. Its shape was a bit strange for a navy doc‘s exam table, like that of a gynecologist, with a pair of leg restraints, a large sink and a strange shaped shower. I was a little scared, but I did what he said. Two assistants - maybe in their late 20‘s, beefy blondes - watching me with lustful eyes grabbed [?] my knees, put them in the restraints and locked them. The Doc lubed his finger heavily with KY, penetrated my virgin rectum slowly, moved it around gently. Then he took a shower nozzle which was spurting warm soapy water, and inserted it into my hole. I was so embarrassed during his careful treatment, because the two boys gazed at me while paddling my legs, saying, “Relax . Soon we’ll make you a real brave sailor...” “I cleaned up your manhole, so let me check your inside” the Doc said, picking up a metallic rectum scope, and sliding it into my arse. I felt the cool metallic tool and the Doc opening it wide. “Oh it‘s so pink! J.S, you are healthy enough to submit to the ‘initiation.’” One of the assistants asked him. ”Can I do it first?” ”No, Stu (that was his name), you’re too rough. You should wait until the guys cream him up!” ”What are you talking about? I can‘t understand any of this. What is the “initiation”?” I shouted. A naval policeman entered the office and said ”Don‘t ask anything! Do exactly what we order. You can‘t say “No Sir”, just say “Yes sir”! Hey lad, do you understand? If you do, say “Yes sir”! Doc, have you finished the preparation?” ”Almost, wait a minute,” he said, lubing me with K.Y. again and inserting a suppository. ”OK. J.S. Enjoy the initiation. They will make you a real man...” They unlocked the restraints. I put on my jockstrap, and followed the naval policeman. He asked the Doc, “What is that suppository?” ”You‘ll see soon...” As soon as he said that I felt a frenzied, erotic feeling in my arse and moaned. We entered a room. It was a locker-room, smelling of cigars, after-shave lotion, cheap wine and beer, young men‘s sweat and their manhood. There were many (maybe more than 30) nice-looking sailors wearing white navy caps, tight T-shirts, shining leather boots, and very tight (maybe too tight to the guys, because I could see their manhood’s twisted inside them) torn jockstraps wet with “man-n ectar”. ”J.S., now I’ll tell you what the initiation is,” the naval policeman said. ”You have to get fucked by all the guys in this room and take their hot boiling man-milk!” I was shocked and scared but I had to say “Yes sir.” ”Do you understand?” he asked me. ”Yes sir.” ”Tell me what it’s going to be.” ”All the comrades fuck my arse-hole and fill me up with their cum, sir.” ”That‘s right, lad - brave heros‘ hot man-milk will make you a real brave sailor! You know, they have just come back from 6 weeks’ hard service and saved their ”MAN-MILK” for your initiation. You should oblige them for their patience, say “Thank you sir.” and beg them to fuck you and fill your hole up!” ”Yes Sir! Fuck me and fill me up” ”Say “Please!” ”Please sir!” He ordered me to lie back on the sofa, to open my legs wide and to hold my knees. ”Greg, come here,” the policeman said. Greg was in his late 30‘s, blond, blue-eyed, a very fit man. The Doc said,”J.S., do you know his nickname? It’s “cherry boy opener!” Because he is a real brave veteran and a veteran fucker! He can make you a real man, because...” Saying that, he dropped Greg‘s jockstrap. At one glance I understood why, because at the base of his oak-tree-like 11 inches uncut dong (his dick head was completely covered with skin and the rest of it was hanging) there were 3 tennis ball-sized TESTICLES in the smooth pouch. I thought, “He must have gallons of sperm in his tank” The Doc tied Greg‘s cock and balls with a leather cock ring, pulling back Greg‘s skin, and exposed the head - it was purple and heavily wet with his pre-cum - lubed his manhood up with Vaseline and stroked it for a while. Stu (one of the assistants) ordered me to sniff poppers to take Greg’s entire shaft. “Greg, ride him, and fill him up with your seed,” ordered the policeman. Saying “Yes sir,” Greg rode me and pressed his exposed cock head against my well-lubed arse. Slowly he entered me. His shaft was hot and stiff, and he broke off with half of his 11 inches still outside, and asked me if I liked it. ”Yes sir, I beg give me more.” He went further in, and penetrated me completely. Now he started real man fucking, in and out, in and out. Putting all his weight in his dick, he hit my prostate with every slam. He screwed me deeper and deeper, harder and harder... I got a dripping hard-on banging in the air... His body was dripping sweat...The blond stallion moaned, “Hey lad, you want my hot-man-milk?” ”Yes sir! Please...” “Sure? Oh! Shit! Yah... Ah... I‘m cumming!” Then he stuck his red hot rod deepest inside me, and pressing harder against my prostate he shot his ”eau de vie” or “mann-milch.” The flood of his milk jetted out in seven waves and filled me up. The rest of the guys rushed to the sofa, pushing Greg away, and fucked me one after another... One was very quick, one was very long... They were very long ... at least 8 inches ... tasted nice.... After the policeman seeded his hot jiz inside me. Stu dropped his white navy pants and KC‘s black bikini. “At last! I can ride you, lad, take my yummy lamb bone!” His manhood had real lamb bone shape and length but its thickness was that of coke bottle! Its shaft was very white and the head was rosy pink. Stu rammed his lamb born into my manhole. Like a cyclist, he swung his butt back and forward vigorously. My well-lubed chute was making a wet noise as he drilled me. Suddenly he cried out animalistically, “Oh Yah! Shit, I‘m cummin‘... Take my load.” He shot it deep into my butt.... My initiation was finished. I took a shower and cleaned myself up. While I wiped off my body, the quartermaster brought me a uniform - cute sailor hat, white T-shirt, jockstrap and a pair of white navy pants! Everyone said, “Congratulations and welcome to the Navy! Now you are a real man! A real hero! A real brave sailor! Procede et Vince Omnia!”