Gay Erotic Stories

Author's Note: This is a story of fantasy, and contains sexual content and behaviour that is not recommended for safety and health concerns. The use of a condom is always recommended and unprotected anal intercourse is strongly discourage. This is a fantasy account for entertainment purposes only: Tim made the varsity team, but he knew if his college coach was going to work him into the starting rotation, he would have to improve. He talked with the coach about it and the coach suggested he get together with Mike, the third string catcher. Tim loved the idea for two reasons. First, he would improve his chances with the team, and second, he could get close to Mike. Mike isn't the typical catcher. He is about 5"9" and weights about 165 pounds. Small for a catcher, but his size wasn't the interest of Tim. It was Mike's nice firm butt and his dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. Tim also like the bulge that Mike displayed. It wasn't the average nice bulge. You could tell that Mike had a long cock and he packed it differently. He stoved his in his briefs pointing upward, facing Tim's chin. For a small guy, Mike was hung when soft. Tim had a few chances so far to peal at Mike in the locker room and his cock was about 5" soft, and looked half erect. Tim wondered if it was like this always or if it was the surroundings. The next day after practice, Mike walked up to Tim and said, "coach wanted me to work you out". While he said it, Mike cupped his athletic cup as most baseball players do. Tim wondered if this was normal or planned timing by Mike with his words and actions. He hoped it was planned. Nervous, Tim asked "what was that", and Mike responded "coach wants me to help you out with your pitching". Tim confirmed and they headed back to the field. Mike lead the short walk, giving Tim a change to look over Mike's great looking ass. Mike was wearing navy blue draw string sweatpants with a white baseball jersey, and he has his baseball cap turned backwards like a typical catcher. It was a long practice and the heat (88 degrees) caused some sweat on both guys. They were going through the usual workout between a pitcher and a catcher and after about five minutes Mike halted the workout and told Tim he was too hot an wanted to take his shirt off, and cut down to his gym shorts, which he wore under his sweats. He did so, much to the pleasure of Tim. Tim was glad he had a jock on to hold and hide his stiffening prick. Tim packed a nice thick 8" prick to go along with his 6'1" 210 pound frame and blond hair, blue eyes. Mike looked great in short shorts and no shirt. When he squatted behind the plate his shorts slid up his leg displaying his jock strap. Tim wished he would take the jock off, but no so. After about 25 pitches, Mike suggested that that was a good enough extra amount of work, and they headed for the locker room. When they got to locker room, Mike suggested they hit the pool. The college pool was always closed from 5-7 every day so the teams could use it for conditioning. Both Tim and Mike were surprised to find no one in the pool when they got there. Mike jumped in but Tim forgot, he didn't have any shorts. Mike suggested that he wear his jock in. Tim hesitated, but after a jab or two from Mike about being a pussy, Tim jumped in wearing only his full jock. Mike swam over to Tim and splashed him a few times and they wrestled for a second or two, but Tim knew he had to stop. Otherwise, Mike would notice his cock getting hard. Tim was thinking one thought--fucking Mike. Tim excused himself, saying it was getting late and he headed in the locker room. Mike said he would be in soon, but he wanted to do 20 laps. When Tim hit the showers, he was alone and he decided that he had enough time to relieve his half stiff prick before Mike finished his laps. He went for it, and began to stroke it. He leaned back against the shower wall, and closed his eyes to get a clear picture of Mike in his mind. Tim was worried Mike might walk in, but the excitement turned him on that much more. After a few minutes, Tim heard some smirking in the shower room. He opened his eyes, and there was Mike standing naked in front of him getting a kick out of Tim's self pleasure. Mike said to Tim, "See how you are, I leave your for 5 minutes and you go work on your hard ball without me! You're a fine team player!" Tim responded, sheepishly, "I didn't think you would get here so quick, plus I didn't think you would be interested". No words were needed, because Tim looked down at Mike's cock and sure enough--stiff as a board. Mike knelt down and started sucking Tim's cock. Tim moaned and held the back of Mike's head almost steering his cock sucking. Mike was able to deep throat the entire prick. What a feeling. Tim said to him, "You suck it real good, so good I going to fuck you with it, would you like that"?" Mike said, "Oh ya, but you need to wear a rubber". Tim agreed and said there was one in his wallet. They walked out of the shower, grabbed the condom and headed for the bathroom stall, where there was more privacy. Tim slid on the condom, and took a few minutes to rim Mike's ass and get it good and wet. Then Tim pushed the head of his cock against Mike's asshole and pushed on in. Mike screamed in pain. Tim said to him , "Look, keep quiet, someone will hear us, just take a breath and go with it". Mike told Tim to take is slow, but Tim would have no part of it. Tim told Mike "I hope to fuck you all this season, every chance we get, so get used to it, when I fuck, I fuck. When I fuck you, you'll know it. You will know it in three hours and at 3AM when you wake up dreaming about me". For a moment Mike thought fuck him, and he started to stand up to leave, but Tim said to him, "Take it easy, I'll be careful". Mike relaxed and like a good little bitch, bent over. Tim wasted no time in driving in again, and this time entered all the way. Mike squirmed and tried to free his ass of the pain, but Tim being the bigger of the two, held him in place and said, "If you move, I'll be walking away, and you will never suck or fuck my prick again". The pain finally went away, and Mike was able to receive his fucking like a man. Tim put it to him like a three dollar whore. He thrust so hard you could hear the end of his cock slap in inside of Mike's hole. It was painful, but Mike dealt with it, then even began to enjoy it. Mike turned over his shoulder and looked Tim in the eye and said, "it hurts, but you the man". Then Tim noticed a small tear in the corner of Mike's eye. That made him fuck even harder. He finally said to Mike, "Look, keep crying and I'll keep fucking. You're a fucking bitch, my bitch, you like the pain". Mike responded simply by saying, "Easy big guy, its okay, just don't tear the condom". Tim asked Mike, "You want the cum in the condom, on your back, your mouth, where?" Mike said, "You call it", just don't shoot it in my ass." Right then Tim decided that Mike needed to know that he wasn't calling the shots, and maybe a shot a hot cum in his ass, might help him understand. Tim worked Mike into the corner of the stall where he had no chance of moving except back, and that would be a problem since he was bent over and Tim was towering over him. Tim pulled out and slipped the condom off and drove his prick back into Mike's wet hot ass. Mike protested "No, fucking no, please Tim, not in my ass!" Tim said, "Shut up, you fucking bitch. I'm going shoot in about 10 pumps and I'm shooting in you ass". Mike pleaded, but to no luck, the next thing he knew he was being filled with Tim's juice. While Tim was pumping his juice he told Mike, "Your a good baby, I love it, you took my load, your the man, your my sweet baby, I love it. You and I are now connected". Mike was upset at first when Tim got off him. He turned to say something to Tim, but Tim met him with a slap across the face and told Mike, "Your my bitch now, I call the shots. A part of me is in you now. That makes you mine. From now on, I fuck you when I want, where I want, and without a condom. You will do as your told". Mike thought for a second and decided that the fuck was great. Maybe he needed to be fucked like that. Maybe he needed Tim's control. He looked at Tim and said "Cool, but next time, would you take it a bit slower". Tim slapped him again and said, "You fucker, I said I'm in charge, turn around and bend over". Mike did so and Tim walked out of the stall. Mike thought he was going to get fucked again, but what he got was humiliated. Mike showered like a used whore, but he was happy knowing that his ass belonged to someone else.