Gay Erotic Stories

When I opened my eyes, I realized to my horror that I was completely naked under my thin blanket. Jerking myself awake, I found myself lying on my father's bed. My hands were tied to both sides of the bed, and I could detect the faint smell of dried sperm. I did not know what happened, though I should have guessed as much, that I was raped. The toilet flushed. My heart raced. To the greatest astonishment and perpetuation, my father emerged from the bathroom with a broad smile. "How have you been sleeping, my son?" "What are you doing, father?" "Don't you remember what happened yesterday?" I tried recalling what happened before I lost my consciousness, only vaguely remembering myself drinking a cup of orange juice my father made for me. "It's the orange juice!" I shouted. "Yes, my son. I dissolved 3 sleeping pills in and you went into a deep somber. Do you know I've been waiting for this for a long time? It's a god-send that your mother has to go for a holiday with your Auntie, so that I'm left alone with you." At that point of time, I immediately regretted not agreeing to my mother when she asked me to go along to Venice. "I've been wanting you since you were 13, Kev." "What...do you want..." I was scared; my legs were kicking away, only to kick away the blanket shielding my cock. "You are 18, aren't you? Well, I can see you are well built and are ready to engage in a BG relationship, so I thought before you lose your virginity to a girl, maybe I should take it first." "No........!!!"I yelled at the top of my voice. I struggled my arms; only to hurt my wrists tightly wrangled to the sides of the bed. My father came on top of my naked body, yanking away the blanket, mercilessly exposing my semi-hard penis. "I see that my son is fully grown! Only a few years away, I remember you were still clean... you remember swinging your thing in front of me when you were 11.... oh... you have a really bushy cock hair...." I was getting organically stimulated by my father's words, my cock grew harder, and I could see my father's face getting more excited as he stared intently at my hard-on. I wanted to scream for help, only to remember my father's room was soundproof. My father's a composer, so he made his room soundproof to blockade any external noise that might disturb his work. "Right...." My father descended on my wriggling body, pressing his face on the right side of my neck and sniffing in strongly. I jerked my head left to right in futile as I let my father kiss my neck and cheek as much as he wanted. "Let me go, father..." I pleaded, but my father was simply too engrossed. I felt my father go down to my armpits. "No......" My father encircled his nose around my armpit hair for a few minutes, and threw me a seducing look. I felt repulsed, completely repulsed by my father. "You have a nice smell, son, the smell of handsome young teenagers..." Then, he went down into my pits, burying his nose into my armpit hair, enjoying the smell that emanated. "Don....'t. Don....'t!" I felt rotten that my father was smelling my armpit. I couldn't imagine my beloved father-turned monster raping my virgin body. My mind was blank. My father spent 10 minutes on both my armpits, licking my pit hair until they were wet with saliva and sweat. Both of us were perspiring, the air-conditioner was not on, and I didn't know why, until my father said: "You smell so nice, Kev... your sweat and everything, I'm going to have you today..." Only then did I realize my father wanted me to perspire. I pleaded him to let me go, but he went on working on my breast and nipples. I could do nothing but watch and feel my father sucking and kissing my naked body. I couldn't imagine this is the man who had cared for me, who had educated me for the past 18 years. When my father reached my belly, I knew what was going to happen next. I struggled to kick him off, since my legs were almost the only mobile parts I had. Nevertheless, my father was too heavy for me, I was defenseless, completely defeated, and my body was in the hands of the man who brought me up. "Son, I'm going to suck your cock now..." "No......." I shrieked. I knew the most terrible thing in my life was about to happen. "Oh...you've erected... Kev...look at the big cock... swelling with excitement.... you're enjoying my touch..." "No, I'm not... stop this or I'll sue you even if you're my father..." "If you can bring yourself to tell the police that you're drugged, stripped and raped by your father... then go ahead. In the first place, I don't think many people will believe that....." My father came up to my face and kissed my lips tight. I was almost suffocating. "And by the time that happens... you're already mine... hahaha..." my father's laugh made me shiver with fear, embarrassment, fury and all kinds of mixed feeling I could have at that time. "Further," my father took a pile of something from the bedside cupboard. "Look at this, Kev." I was horrified. My father snapped naked photos of me when I was asleep. There were many zoom-ins on my cock, and some pictures of my whole naked body lying unconscious on the bed. "So are you going to make a police report after this?" My father looked menacingly into my eyes. I have never seen him this way before in my life. "No...No...." I gave in. "Please let me go, I won't tell anyone about this, I won't tell mom about this." "Your mom? Oh, my I wonder if she'll be excited upon seeing your nude photos...heeee" "Don't do this. I'm your son!!!" "Exactly you're my son, my handsome teenage son that I'm doing this. To be frank with you, I planned your Mother's trip to Venice so that I could have you. I would have stopped you from going if you had wanted to" I lay defeated on the sweaty bed sheet. "Let me give you two choices. "My father said. I don't know what he was up to; I was still hoping he could give up the idea of raping me. "One, let me masturbate you to orgasm, and show me that you enjoy it." "No....no......" I protested, flying off my legs, only to be clamped down by the coarse hands of my father. "Two, let me rape you into your asshole and lose your manhood, forever, hahaha." and he started his sinister laugh again. "No...let me go, let me go......" "Now if you don't choose one, I'll take a razor and shave off your cock hair and armpit hair." my father took a razor out from under the bed and turned it on. "No... I'll choose... number one." "And what is number one, can you repeat it for me in exactly the way I said it?" "No..." My father held the razor near my cock. "Ok, Ok... I’ll let you... masturbate me...." "And?" "Till orgasm and I'll enjoy it." My father put his razor down at the side of his mattress and started grinning at my hot erection. "You're erected, Kev. Answer me, have you masturbated yourself before?" "No..." I struggled at the embarrassment of the question. "Answer me!" I heard the sound of the razor again. "Yes....yes..." I murmured. "So you do masturbate, but how many times a week?" "No, stop asking..." No one had ever asked me such questions, I was uneasy. "You want your hair off, ah?" my father stared at me. "2 times." "2 times only?" He grabbed my cock tight. "4 times! 4 times! Ah...." I yelled. "Alright, so my son is a horny young stud. Next question, who do you fantasize when you masturbate?" "My classmate, Karen." I dared not refuse to answer. "And?" "Alicia Silverstone." "Right, now. What do you produce after you reach orgasm?" "No....." "I thought you got a distinction for biology? Ah? What do you produce when you reach orgasm? Say it! Say it!" My father tugged my hair. "Sperm!" "Ohh....my straight son ejaculates sperm...ah..." Then, I felt my father caress my cock with his large hands. I crinched my face in agony. I'm straight and I didn't want a man touching my cock. But I reacted to his touch uncontrollably and my cock grew. "Now, moan..." "No..." "Moan!" he clenched my penis shaft. "Arggg....." I did as he said. My father grabbed my erect cock and brushed his hand up and down several times. He ordered me to moan and I did so. Then, the horror came. My father was about to place my cock into his mouth. "No.....don.....'t no, please......" "Yes, I'm going to taste your cock now........"My father descended on my hard-on and started sucking vigorously on the head and shaft. I was completely embarrassed and agonized, and yet he kept ordering me to moan in satisfaction. I tried to keep myself from responding to his beastly actions, but I could not. I was completely humiliated and I frowned tightly as my cock was sucked. "Hmmmm, hmmmm" my father moaned as he sucked my hard cock. I could see the mesmerized look on his face. "You taste great, son......" he went down again, I yelled fruitlessly at his molestation. I was trying hard not to cum. I didn't want to satisfy my father, more importantly it's totally unacceptable to ejaculate under my father's molestation. I just won't do that. But as my father suck on my cock more vigorously, I knew I could not prevent the worst thing. My father pressed the bottom of my penis. He clearly could feel I was cumming. "Now, when you come, I want you to inform me. If you don't listen to instructions, I'll rape you into your ass. If you do, I'll consider letting you go after I've tasted your cum." The thought of being free illuminated my hopeless mind. My father returned to his sucking, deep moaning every now and then while I felt humiliated. My cock was being sucked by my father, nobody would believe this, my god, I was being raped by my father. I feel a wave nearing my cock. "I'm cumming...ah" my father jerked my penis hard with his right hand and I exploded "Ah......". And that was the end, or so I thought it was.