Gay Erotic Stories

"I'll just be a minute more. Be patient. It' be worth it." Bill Lewis smiled and stretched his lanky frame across the single bed. "Okay," he called to the girl in the bathroom. "I've waited this long, I guess I can wait a while longer." The bus ride had been a long one and when they finally reached their destination Bill had been more than ready to check into the luxurious hotel the others on the tour were entering. He squeezed the hand of the beautiful and mysterious girl he had met only hours before and followed her off the bus. Bill started for the revolving doors to the hotel when Tonya stopped him. "Not here," she whispered. "Too many people. Too many things to get in our way. I know another place just a few streets from here where we can have some privacy." Bill's Seal training had made him suspicious of the unexpected, and he hesitated. "I don't know," he said. "This place seems fine to me." Tonya leaned over to him and brushed her lips against his. His cock stiffened as he returned her kiss, his tongue entering her mouth. Her hand found his hard cock through his khaki pants and she squeezed it gently. "Humor me," she whispered. Bill smiled. "Lead on," he said. The hotel Tonya had brought him to was old and rather run down, but the room they had been given was clean, and any misgivings Bill had felt quickly dissipated. As the porter closed the door behind him Bill had pulled Tonya to him but she laughed and playfully pushed him away. "All in good time," she said. "I need to freshen up. Why don't you just stretch out and make yourself comfortable. I'll only be a minute." Bill looked around the room. A dresser was across from the bed and next to it a full length mirror. He pulled himself off the bed and looked at himself in the mirror. He ran his fingers through his unruly blonde hair, trying to neaten it after the long ride. It was still the same unruly mop that it had always been--that had driven the girls wild in high school and in college. His farm boy, All American good looks had made him the erotic dream for many of the girls and, truth be told, among many of the boys as well. Bill sniffed his armpits and frowned. "Not good," he thought. He whipped off his Polo shirt and threw it on the floor next to his suitcase. There was a sink next to the dresser and he soaped his arm pits, rinsed them and then toweled them dry. He checked himself in the mirror again. Six foot two with wide shoulders and a large, smooth chest that tapered into a small waist. The seal training had hardened his swimmers body into solid muscle, his six pack clearly defined below his prominent pecs and upper stomach. He sniffed his arm pits again. Better. He checked his watch. He had plenty of time before he had to rendezvous with the other guys on his mission. A night with this amazing girl was going to be an unexpected but very welcome plus. Bill flopped down on the bed again, his hands behind his head. "Bill?," Tonya called from the bathroom. "Yup." "Did I leave my perfume bottle in my purse? Look for me will you?" Bill leaned over to the side of the bed and reached in to the small handbag. "Blue bottle?" Tonya laughed behind the bathroom door. "Most of my perfumes come in blue bottles. I'm looking for the one that smells like peach." "Let me see, "Bill said, opening the bottle and breathing deeply. "Yeah, this one's peach all right. I...." All at once the room began to spin. Bill sat back up on the bed and took a deep breath. "Whoa, "he thought, "what the hell is going on?" He tried to lift his hand to his head, but his arm was dead weight. Panic tore through him. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong. The door to the bathroom opened and Tonya entered, a bath towel wrapped around her. She looked at Bill and smiled. "Feeling a little dizzy are you? Not to worry. It's nothing fatal." "Whaaaa," Bill tried to speak, but he could form no words. Though his mind was still sharp and racing, his body was useless. "Here," Tonya said, shoving him back on the bed. "Let me make you comfortable." She maneuvered Bill's muscular body into a spread eagle position and stood looking down at him. He looked up at her, his eyes blazing. "My you look angry my beautiful Bill. I thought you liked Tonya." The girl reached up and pulled off her wig. "Or should I say Tony." Tony dropped the towel and Bill's eyes widened in horror. Where a moment ago stood a beautiful woman, now stood a small muscular man with an enormous cock. Bill tried to move but it was impossible. "The perfume contained something we have been perfecting for years. You will be totally immobilized for a matter of hours, though you will be very much aware of all that is going on." The man stroked Bills naked chest. "Or, should I say, aware of all that is happening to you." A soft knock at the door. Tony walked over to the door and opened it. Two swarthy men in their early twenties entered. "Room service," Tony giggled. The two men looked over at Bill helpless on the bed and laughed. "Foolish American, "the taller of the two smirked. "Just as Dieter predicted. They all think with their cocks." He moved to the helpless American and spit in his face. "It's party time, pretty boy. Pretty American soldier boy." He unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off exposing a dark and hairy muscled chest and arms. "Dieter won't be here to pick him up until after dark. He said we could play with him as long as we don't damage him...too much." The smaller man walked to the other side of the bed. "Just seeing him lying there helpless like that is fucking turning me on." He unzipped his jeans and pulled out his enormous dick. He moved to Bill's head and slowly rubbed the cock against the helpless Seal's face. "Nice smooth skin. Feel's good on my hard cock." Tony pulled him away. "Hey! Me first. After all he's been wanting to get me in bed all afternoon." He looked down at Bill. "Here's your chance Billy boy." Tony looked over at the other two. Help me undress him. Bill's mind screamed but his muscular body could not answer. He was powerless to defend himself against the three who moved over to him, wicked grins spread across their faces. The larger man pulled off Bill's sneakers, held them to his face and breathed deep. "Oh yeah," he groaned. "Hot and smelly. Just the way I like 'em." The smaller man pulled off Bill's socks as Tony undid the helpless Seal's belt and unzipped his khakis. Tony lifted Bill's body as the other two men pulled off the powerless Seal's pants. Bill lay splayed on the bed, his magnificent muscles immobilized, in only his white boxers. "Oh fuck, I want this guy!" Looking in Bill's eyes, Tony slowly pulled the boxers from the handsome young American and held them to his face. "So clean and fresh. Even after a full day on the bus, the smell of soap and bleach. Cleanliness that I am going to make dirty." He looked at the magnificent body before him. The wide shoulders, muscular pecs and abs, the small clump of blonde pubic hair that surrounded a thick, circumcised cock, the long and muscular swimmer's legs, flecked with golden blond hair, and his dick became harder than it had ever been before. Tony slowly climbed onto the bed and lowered his small hard body onto that of the helpless stud lying there. He ground his pelvis into Bill's and lifted the American's arms over his head and buried his face in his arm pits. The taller of the two other men had stripped and was now kneeling at the foot of the bed, sucking Bill's size twelve feet and stroking his own cock as he groaned his pleasure. The smaller of the men had forced Bill's mouth open and now, stood looking down at him, dripping his saliva into the American's throat and laughing. As Tony writhed and undulated all over Bill's body, the taller of the man, buried his face in Bill's pubes and began licking his cock. Tony, straddling Bill's body stopped and looked down at him. "But you're not having any fun!" He reached into the handbag and pulled out another bottle. He held it under Bill's nose. All at once Bill's flaccid cock began to move and lengthen. Tony laughed. "Yet another of our inventions. This will make you wild with passion, Billy boy, but no matter how hard you try and want to, you will not be able to cum." And, Bill realized to his horror, Tony was right. As the tall man sucked it, Bill's dick grew harder and harder. Though he didn't want to give into his feelings, he had never wanted to cum more than he did now. The others sensed this, and with whoops of laughter, did all they could to drive the strong American out of his mind with lust. Tony licked Bill's chest and pinched and squeezed his nipples. The small man licked Bill's balls and took them into his mouth while his compatriots licked and sucked Bill's dick. All that Bill wanted now was to cum, but it was impossible. He made grunting, squealing noises that drove the three sadists to newer heights of torment. A wet finger probed Bill's virgin ass, tongues licked every part of his body, hands massaged his thick hair and pulled his mouth up for hot kisses. Still there was no release. And then something happened that Bill couldn't believe. He was starting to get feeling back into his body! Possibly the second drug had counteracted the first, but for whatever the reason, Bill was starting to feel life enter his body again. But he couldn't let them know. Not until he was strong enough to spring into action. And so the brave American Seal suffered the torments of sexual hell for what seemed to be hours. During that time Tony had cum on his chest and then on his face. They had flung him on his back as his ass was slapped and probed and the shorter man came again and again. He had been propped up between them and caressed and slapped and teased and jerked, but as his strength grew he still could not cum. Finally Bill took a deep breath and without warning threw the three men off of him. The taller of the men hit his head on the dresser and was knocked out. The smaller one got in a good punch to Bill's stomach, but Bill's right knee in the man's balls had immobilized him. Tony tried to get away, but Bill flipped him over on his stomach. "You wanted this all day and now, whatever your name is, you are going to get it. I've never fucked an ass before, but buddy, you have got me so hot that there is nothing I want to do more. Hang on, Tonya...here I cum," With that, he jammed his hard dick into Tony's ass. Tony screamed as he was reamed again and again, and then, to his amazement, Bill Lewis came, and came and came. Tony's ass was flooded with the American's cum, and he screamed as Bill pulled out. "Thanks for a great evening," Bill said, as he jammed the blue bottle under Tony's nose and watched him go limp. "I have got a date with some friends," Bill said aloud as he reached for his boxers. "Indeed you have." Bill turned but it was too late. Hands easily held him though he struggled as a needle slipped into his skin. In less than a second, all went dark. Dieter lifted the blond American's head and looked at his face. "Oh he is magnificent, Barak. Isn't he magnificent?" Barak walked slowly to the young American who hung naked and unconscious in the arms of his assailants. He stroked the young man's chest and cock. "Oh yes, Dieter," he said. "Very magnificent indeed. And he will suffer magnificently as well." He clapped his hands and Bill Lewis was dragged down the stairs and into a waiting car. As the car sped northward, Bill was held naked and unconscious, his head lolling, in the arms of the two men who soon would make him scream and scream and scream. The car sped off to the castle of the damned.