Gay Erotic Stories

Hi, my name is John and I've just finished reading your story with interest. I'd like to tell you about one night at Madand in Papua New Guinea where I was forced to satisfy three nationals. My early experiences were those that most boys experience, therefore, I was not ready to take these guys on. To cut my story short, don't want to bore you, I was drinking with one of the guys when the bar shut. He bought a carton off beer and we went to a park to drink more ale. A couple of his friends joined us. In Papua New Guinea, a guy's rear will do if a white woman is not available. both male and female are the same to them in the rear -- both white. Anyhow, after a few drinks more, I went to have a piss and David followed me. His hand went down my shorts and began to move in a circular motion on my rear hole. In a state of shock, I just stood there then realized his finger was entering me. (you may not believe this but my hand has began to shake writing this). I moved a bit and he took his hand away, and we returned to where the others were drinking. They spoke in their own lingo, then David put his arm around me as we were sitting on the ground. The eldest guy, around forty, ran his hand up my leg and around at the same time David pushed me onto my back. Both were smiling at me as I felt a finger go into me. Held on the Ground, I laid there hoping he would finish soon, but I tried to move away as I took two fingers. After a couple of minutes, I think, he finished and my pants were removed. I was led to a park bench and bent over. The third guy held me in a head lock, while the forty year old guy pushed his cock into my rear. I didn't know what to do and the initial pain soon began to go. When he finished, David had his turn and I'm glad he did not go first as he was bigger than the first. No one held me for the third guy. What do you do when someone is screwing you -- tried to think of some place nice but pushes from my attacker soon bought me back to reality. When the last one finished, I was glad that I survived. After they finished, they walked me to my room and left me there. I had a shower as I was messy around my balls from their cum that flowed from me during the attack. I can't remember feeling any one of them actual cum, other than feeling their cum dripping out from me. My story is true, and I just had to share it with someone. Regards, John.