Gay Erotic Stories

i. by that august, i had been with doug for two years. not ‘with’ in the sense of living with him. but i had been his boy for two years. i had had one daddy before. but now i was with doug. ii. it was early august when he told me that we were going away for the weekend. so on friday afternoon i was packed and waiting for him when he drove up to my apartment building. we headed off into the mountains. after driving for over an hour, we arrived at someone’s cabin. it was actually more than a cabin. it was very large. “this is nathan’s place,” doug said. when i carried our bags in, there were three people in the living room. doug introduced me to nathan. the other two were john and jeff. john was the daddy and jeff was the boy. “where’s kevin?” doug asked. “he’ll be around,” nathan said. “he’s getting the rooms ready.” while we were sitting around and talking, ben and nick showed up. then luke and ty. i’m mike. kevin came in and said our rooms were done. doug and i were staying in a screened porch on the side of the house. a bed had been set up there for us. we laid down. doug said we should rest a little bit. “do you know what we’re going to do tonight?” he asked. “no,” i said. “is there anything you want to ask me?” i thought. “no.” “try to rest now,” he said. iii. doug and i slept. after that, we all met again in the living room. some more conversation. the sun went down late. just when it was beginning to hit the height of being golden, they stood up. we followed them out. it wasn’t a long walk. maybe a quarter of a mile, further into the woods. there was a clearing. someone had prepared an unlit campfire in the center. doug said, “come here.” he led me over to one of the trees at the border of the clearing. they did the same with theirs, until we were evenly placed around the edge and each about fifty feet away from the fire. doug told me to take off my clothes. when i was done, he put my back against the tree, kissed me, and tied my hands behind the trunk. the same for the others. they left us there, lit the campfire, and settled down to talk. i looked around. kevin was on my left and ty on my right, nick and jeff on the other side. a couple of us had erections already. we looked at each other. when kevin and i exchanged glances, he smiled. i think he had been here before. they talked around the fire. sometimes one of them would laugh softly, but i couldn’t really hear anything they were saying. i waited. we all waited. the sun went down and the color of the air went from gold to the red and yellow of the fire. it didn’t get that much colder. just enough for me to feel my skin start to tingle. my arms began to get a little tired from being pulled back, but i closed my eyes and did the things that doug had taught me, relaxing and stretching, and the feeling changed. we waited. maybe an hour. the group around the fire got quieter. then they got up. doug put a mask over my eyes. he untied my hands, turned me around so that i was facing the tree, and retied them on the other side. he ran his hands lightly over my back, down my butt, and over my legs. he kissed the back of my neck. i knew what would be next, because i knew how he prepared me. after he stepped away, i waited. it was hard not to be excited and nervous. but i knew that i had not to be. i started to softly chant to calm my breath. “nam myoho renge kyo nam myoho renge kyo nam myoho renge kyo . . .” another thing he had shown me. my daddy never started easy. the first lash across my back hit me full force. i always cry out when he does that. i can’t stop myself, and i don’t think it really bothers him. he hasn’t told me not to do it. the next one was hard across my butt. that hurt, but it hadn’t the surprise of the first one. it was going to be one after the other now. i tried to clear my mind the best i could. to concentrate. i was distracted for a while by the sounds of the others. there was an easy, irregular rhythm in the cracks of the whips and belts falling. sometimes we were all hit at once. other times, the slashes spaced themselves out in twos and threes. some were hard and some were light. in between and above and below, our gasps and groans fell in. he did this to me for quite a while. long enough that we reached a place where we had been before. where it stopped being sharp and stinging, and where i really began to hurt. the same areas were being hit again and again. this wasn’t a place i came to very often. but i was there. i had to deal with it. i began to get hard. i pushed my cock into the tree bark. i wrapped my arms tighter around the trunk. i imagined myself as part of the tree, and the lashes were going through me into the tree. from the surface of my back, into my chest, and—like doug told me—through and past my heart. out of my heart and out of my stomach and through my dick and out into whatever was beyond. my problem is my legs get weak. i can feel them start to tremble and shake, and i worry that they’re going to give out on me. but he knows this. he saw that it was going to happen and stood close behind me. “hold on,” he said. “you can do it. you can do anything.” i pushed the energy down into my legs. i made them stronger until he finished. the silence was amazing, then. i hadn’t been aware of how the whips and our cries had filled up my ears, like the roar of a waterfall. i could hear wind now, somewhere. he put his fingers down between my legs, touching my hole. i felt something wet being rubbed around. and then he shoved his cock up in me. that felt so good. it was like cool clear water being poured on me. i pushed my butt down and out so that i could get more of it. he helped by pulling my body away from the tree. my arms stretched out as he grabbed my hips and pulled my butt onto his cock. it felt so damn good. like i was coming back into the world again. i had sent the pain through me, but something had built up inside me—built up to replace the pain—as it had passed through. my body was back and he had it and i wanted him there and all the feeling of being alive flowed back into me and he kept fucking me and i felt all the tension flow out of my body and i was so happy. and i was so happy when he came. and i was so happy when he put his arms around me and he put both his hands down there and make a wet tunnel of his hands for me to fuck and i fucked his hands until i came. iv. after that, we waited, as each couple left separately. i think we were third. doug led me back to the house before he took off my blindfold. we took a shower together and he helped me get through that. when we finally made it back to our bed, he rubbed some salve on my back. that helped some. i was so exhausted, though, i fell asleep as soon as he was done. v. the sun was already up, it was late morning, before i awoke. at breakfast, everyone was starving. i know i couldn’t get enough juice or toast or eggs. everyone was in a good mood. the boys all kept breaking into grins. the daddies smiled and looked content. after breakfast, some of them gathered around the t.v. to watch the rockies game. doug and i took a short walk down to the highway, but after we got back i was so tired i took a nap. i don’t think he slept, but he stayed with me, running his hand over my head and kissing my shoulder. vi. dinner was good too. it turned out that luke had been a chef at the brown palace. there was lobster, filet mignon, and fresh pasta for those of us who were vegetarians. the wine flowed freely and everyone had a great time. after dinner, we gathered in the living room again. topics ranged from the current state of gay life in colorado to what-the-hell was wrong with whitney. after a while, the mood mellowed. somebody put some soft jazz on the cd player. i sat on the floor, nestled between doug’s legs as he slouched in a beanbag chair. i watched as john and jeff tried, with much giggling and grabbing, to figure out the intricacies of a carved wooden puzzle. then ben said, “do you guys think you can clear some space here?” we moved the furniture back. they directed us to take the futon off its frame and lay it out in the middle of the floor. they sat back down in the chairs. “go ahead,” ben said. we five looked at each other. and undressed. we got together on the mattress. kevin was the closest, so i kissed him first. he held onto my face and kissed me back. then ty eased up against his back and kevin turned his head toward him. i kissed ty too. jeff moved in closer and ran his hands over my chest. i lay down. jeff took my cock in his mouth and started to suck on it. while he did that, i watched the other three. nick was still standing, his hard cock sticking out while kevin and ty took turns taking it into their mouths. nick was tall and lean and had a long dick to match. he had a hand on their heads and guided his cock back and forth between them. from where i was lying, i could see ty’s back. there were no marks above his waist, but his ass was nothing but whiplines. i looked down at jeff, bent over my cock. no whip marks on him at all. just belt. i made him stand up, so i could suck him like the others were doing. it was so good to have his cock in my mouth. his dick was thick and uncut. i hadn’t had any cock but doug’s for a while. and that was o.k., but i knew i was going to get all four of them before i was done. nick must have been reading my mind. he brought his over to me. i switched back and forth between him and jeff. kevin and ty were 69ing. i guess we all had the same idea. steadily, and without force, we moved from one to the another. they all sucked on me. i sucked on all of them. nobody played favorites. sometimes i would see one of us glance over to our daddy, as if to say ‘how am i doing?’ they were calmly watching us. we went on, doing other things. nick was on his hands and knees and i was behind him, eating out his ass. i did what doug would have done. i got him all wet and put one, then two of my fingers up into him. jeff looked over at john. john threw him a little plastic package. jeff tore it open and put the condom over his dick. i moved out of the way and watched him ease his cock up into nick’s ass. nick moaned and stuck his butt up in the air. for a while we watched nick get fucked. we stroked on our cocks and ran our fingers over his back, outlining his cuts. he moaned harder. kevin moved around and nick took his cock into his mouth. me and ty took our hands off our dicks and pressed our palms down onto nick’s back. we massaged him. he began to jerk real hard on his own cock. we pressed down onto the red. jeff got off of his knees and, crouching above nick’s ass, rode him faster. we made nick come. when he had finished, he rolled over and we each kissed him. then jeff stood over him and jerked off. the cum fell down onto nick’s face. i had been jerking myself off. when i saw the stuff shoot out of jeff’s dick, i made myself come. it landed on my belly. kevin and ty were left. they took up position in the center of the mattress. lying on their backs, they took each other’s dicks in their hands. they jerked each other off. when we had all caught our breath, we looked around. we got approval. luke said, “why don’t you all take a shower and hit the sack.” we stood up. ty started to pick up the corner of the mattress to carry it back. luke said, “no. leave it.” vii. we were all kind of quiet in the shower as we took turns soaping up and washing each other. but it was nice to have someone there to towel you down. we all knew to be careful with each other. when i got back to the bed on the porch, doug was already there waiting for me. “how are you doing?” he asked. “good,” i said. he tucked me in and kissed my forehead. “i’ll be back in a while,” he said. on his way out the door, he stopped and turned. “do you know what i’m going to do now?” “yes,” i said. he closed the door and left. it was warm on the porch and i was tired, but not quite ready for sleep. i listened to the insects whirring outside. i wasn’t really trying to listen for what i knew was going on in the living room. but i did hear something, maybe, once. i was still awake an hour or so later, when doug came back. the white towel he had wrapped around his waist glowed in the dark. he climbed over me into the bed and wrapped his arm around me. his hair was still wet. viii. sunday morning. breakfast was a more leisurely affair. everybody kind of fended for themselves. i fixed me and doug some toast and coffee and cut up some fruit. the weather was so nice outside. all the doors and windows were open. a breeze blew through. after a while, we were all there, together. john said, “one last thing.” he had a bowl. in it were five slips of paper. each of them took one out. ben got me. he said, “let’s go for a walk.” we wandered off into the forest. the late morning was warm now. we left the path and went off among the trees. we walked along, calmly and leisurely. “so what do you think?” he asked. “about what?” “about this weekend.” i hesitated a moment. “i liked it. but i’m not sure what i think about it yet. i’m going to have to think about it.” he laughed. “o.k. i suppose that makes sense.” we walked on some more. he had a camera with him. “take off your shirt,” he said. i did. the summer sun felt good on my bare skin. he didn’t make me pose or anything. he just took pictures of me now and then as we roamed along. we found a small stream. some flowers here and there. “do you think you can come again?” he said. i had to stop for a second and think. one of the things that doug had taught me was to think before i spoke. to think before i did something. to be sure that what i would be doing was what i should be doing. what i should be doing for myself. but then i remembered that he had always told me to just answer a question honestly. “yes, i can.” we were standing in the middle of a bright open space. i pushed my jeans down. i got myself hard and started to jerk on my cock. ben took pictures. i could hear birds, my breathing, and the occasional click of the camera. he said, “let me know when you’re going to shoot.” i kept jerking on myself. when i was close, i told him, “i’m gonna come.” the camera clicked rapidly. ix. when we got back, doug was getting our stuff together. “how did it go?” he asked. “good,” i said. i started to help him pack. “me and jeff sat out back and smoked a couple of joints,” he said. “yeah?” “yeah. he’s a nice kid. john’s lucky to have him.” “good,” i said. doug looked at me. “we kissed some, too.” “yeah?” “yeah.” “that sounds nice,” i said. he paused. “how do you feel about that?” i looked inside myself. “it doesn’t bother me, if that’s what you mean,” i said. “i trust you. i know you’ll always do the right thing by me.” he considered me. “yes,” he said. “i will.” we got back into town before dark. i stayed over at his house that night and he drove me to work the next morning. x. about three weeks later i got the eight-by-tens in the mail. there was a note from ben. ‘i think they turned out pretty good. you should know that i didn’t make copies for myself and i’ve already trashed the negatives. so take care of these.’ i looked at them. that night i took them over to show to doug. there were four. one was a close-up of my face, looking off somewhere. one was of me, shirtless, crouched down by the stream, twirling a leaf in my fingers. it was shot from the side. you could see some of the marks on my back. one was of me laughing. one was of me coming. my head was back and my eyes were closed and my mouth was slightly open and the stream of my cum was hanging in the air, frozen and a little blurred and white. doug looked at them for a while, quietly. “you’re beautiful,” he said. yes. i know.