Gay Erotic Stories

It was time to meet the condemned prisoner. This was the one aspect of my job as an army prison guard that I was not looking forward to, preparing a man for his death. Or a boy in this case. Josh was just barely 18 years old. He had enlisted in the Army only 8 months ago. He did not like military life, and had gone AWOL. Well, the military has gotten really strict on deserters because of the cost of recruiting and training a soldier only to have him leave his post. In order to serve as a deterrent, the Army has brought back the death penalty for deserters. Because lethal injection seemed like too much of a medical procedure, hanging was chosen as the method of execution. Josh Peterson was the first person to actually be sentenced to death under this new law. The Army review board had decided to make an example of him in order to deter other possible deserters. Within less than a month after his sentencing, he was being prepared for execution, which was to be held tomorrow morning. I went down the long dark corridor of the military prison to the last cell on the right hand side. I fumbled with my set of keys and unlocked the door to the cell. Josh was sitting on his bunk wearing only his prison issue cotton briefs. The prisoners were not awarded AC so the cell was very hot and steamy. Josh stood up to greet me. He stood about 6' 1" and 195 pounds, with an extremely athletic build. He had dark hair which of course was buzzed to the scalp as is army regulations. His muscular chest had a fine coating of dark hair, as did his legs from thigh to foot. "I'm scared" he blurted out. "I'm only 18! This isn't fair". "No it isn't" I agreed, "But I only here to do my job and inform you that the execution will be a 8 am tomorrow". "Will it hurt?" he asked. "They say it won't hurt for more than a minute or two. Is there anything I can do for you on your last day?" "Well I don't suppose I could have a girl brought in so I could have one last piece of ass could I?" "No I'm sorry, but that is strictly against the rules". I began thinking about this hot horny young man that would be dead at this time tomorrow. I fantasized about what his cock must look like. I could tell he was hung by the bulge in his underwear. "I could do a favor for you, but you could not tell anyone about it because it would cost me my job." "I don't know, I'm not a queer! But it's either that or nothing so I guess I don't have much choice". I could see the bulge in his drawers getting harder and harder. I pulled his underwear down to his ankles, revealing an 8" cock and low-hanging set of furry balls. He had a thick dark bush of pubic hair surrounding his dick. I took his prick in my mouth and began devouring it sucking for all i was worth. It wasn't long before he erupted in my mouth, shooting a huge wad down my throat. "Thanks man", he said. "Oh, by the way, something that the guys were telling me about a hanging. I seems that when you hang it causes a massive erection and sometimes even an intense orgasm. Maybe that will help make it easier on you." With that I left the boy. The next morning at 7:30 we went to prepare the boy for his hanging. I carried with me a briefcase which contained the restraints, hood and other items of necessity. The other guard, my partner, carried a pair of olive green nylon army PT shorts, which was the only item of clothing to be worn at the hanging. When I opened the door, Josh was really staring to freak out. We had him undress and put on the shorts. The shorts showed off his cock bulge very well. We then restrained his arms to his torso with a leather strap right above his elbows. His hands were handcuffed behind his back. Standard procedure was to place the hood over the condemned man's head before leaving the cell. It was thought that the prisoner couldn't see, he wouldn’t be able to struggle as much. The two of us each took our places at either side of the blinded prisoner. we guided him out of the cell down the corridor to the execution chamber. As we mounted the 13 steps to the gallows, Josh stumbled and almost fell, but we held him tight and guided him into position on the trap door. The Lieutenant in charge of the execution read the order. "In the matter of Joshua Allen Peterson, white male aged 18 years, you have been condemned to be hanged by the neck until dead for the crime of desertion. Do you have any final words before the sentence is carried out?" Through the black hood a weak muffled voice said,"I'm sorry but I didn't know I did anything wrong." "Very well, may God have mercy on your soul". We then stepped up to the prisoner and bound his feet together just at the ankles with a thick leather strap. We also added an identical strap right above the knees. As we tighten that strap, I made sure I could not be seen by anyone and I caressed his bulge one last time. He sighed through the black hood. "We are now ready to begin". With that the Lt. nodded to the hooded executioner. Josh stood on the platform waiting for the plunge. He was breathing heavily, the hood puffing in and out with every breath. Suddenly there was a loud boom as the trap sprang open. Josh went plummeting through the trap, and hung there twitching. I could hear gurgling noise from beneath the hood. Suddenly I noticed he had a huge erection poking out in the tight nylon shorts. Spurts of white cream began staining the front of the shorts. Then he went limp. Moments later piss began to flow over the front of his shorts and down his legs onto the floor, mixing with the cum. I went home feeling sad for the boy, but also aroused with the memory watching him cum.