Gay Erotic Stories

It was at this point the night started to become one big blur…with sharp images occurring... The bid winner clamped on the nipple clamps, making sure they were placed on the center of my nipples. Next off were my pants. Sir Bill had me in tight white boxer briefs underneath, showing off my crotch and ass. He called for a short break in the fun and the guys all came on stage, checking out the equipment and me.

Sir Bill took the gag out of my mouth, giving me a little rest in the jaw…and lowered my arms slightly to relieve some of the pressure. One by one they would go to me running their hands over my body, and some pulling slightly on the chain connecting the nipple clamps. Some began running their hands over my ass and the heat caused from the friction of their hands and my boxers warmed my ass. I remember whispering to a couple of the tops who I thought may have been a little more sympathetic to me, to help me.

I whimpered and begged but they just paddled my ass and kept on playing with me. I was sweating, my body glistening from it. Sir Bill turned an air conditioner on me and cold air soon made me start to shiver...that’s when I felt a pair of hands grab my ass and squeeze it. It was Mister Fister--he pulled me towards him. My backside pressed into his body. He whispered into my ear, “I HAVE BEEN WAITING A LONG TIME TO GRAB THAT ASS, AND I CAN'T WAIT ‘TIL MY FIST IS IN IT!”

Now I was really starting to shake. “BREAK OVER,” Sir Bill announced. Everyone reseated themselves and the show began again. Sir Bill had a few surprises in store for his guests to enjoy. He took my clamps off my nipples and asked a guy to come up on stage. I remember him a little--I didn’t talk to him much because he was into piercing. “Oh my god,” I breathed as I realized what he was going to do.

The pain shot through my chest as a needle was pushed through each nipple and a big heavy golden ring put through each nipple piercing. He grabbed my soft cock through my boxers and said, “TOMORROW THAT PRINCE ALBERT I WAS PROMISED!” He always wanted to put a P.A. through the soft sponge of my cock head. I was scared beyond belief now thinking of tomorrow.

I didn’t realize the next bidder was there to rip off my boxers. Whistles and cheers filled the room. He walked behind me and told the group they should see the view from my backside. I heard a strange buzzing sound and looked at Sir Bill. He was ready to demonstrate his specialty…EMS (electric wand). He had it on low but the electricity was more than I could bear. He ran the wand over my ass …back …legs …and finally my chest--enjoying the screams I made when it hit the metal of the nipple rings.

He then had a couple of guys come help him. He turned the wand up as high as it would go…my eyes widened with fear. He said, “DON’T WORRY, I DON’T PLAN ON USING IT ON YOU,” as he put it to my nuts. “BUT I NEED TO UNTIE YOU AND REPOSITION YOU. I’M SURE YOU WON’T TRY ANYTHING STUPID OR YOUR BALLS WILL BE FRIED!”

Trust me I did as he said. I was soon position on a revolving pedestal with a stockade on it. My head and hands secured in it--it was now revolving so the men could see my ass up in the air for someone additional pleasure. After several different bids were placed on me sucking off the guys, the bid for fucking my ass was on the way. The winner was Dwane.

He walked up to me and pulled out his huge black cock. In his case the stereotyping was true! It was at least 11 inches and thick ...he put it right in front of me, slowly stroking until it was throbbing. Then he slowly rolled a condom on it … (where does he get one that big?). He lubed his cock real good and then walked to my ass. After a few good slaps he started to push in. My hole tried to push away the attack but soon it popped in and I was not only penetrated, but also it kept on pushing in. The pain was shooting throughout my whole body--I screamed uncontrollably.

After he was in all the way, he started to fuck me. I could feel my own cock spew precum as it dripped to the floor. He seemed to fuck me forever (I was told it was twenty minutes). I was sore and felt slightly drained. Again I had the EMS wand on me and was untied and repositioned on my back--lying comfortably for the first time.

Sir Bill attached a strange tube to my cock. I looked at him quite confused. “IT’S A MILKING MACHINE!” he said as he looked at me. He turned it on …the vibrating and suction it had was causing me to cum almost instantly. I tried to hold back, but soon I was cumming. My hips pushed into the air, gasping and moaning. They all cheered but after I came the machine kept pumping. It tickled and felt like a balloon on my cock. I begged out loud for it to stop, but Sir Bill cupped my balls and said, “THERE’S STILL A LOT OF CUM TO MILK OUT OF THIS BULL!”

After cumming two more times, I was drained ...naked ...and lying on a cold cement floor in a cell. Sir Bill said, “SLEEP WELL, FOR TOMORROW WILL BE HERE BEFORE YOU KNOW IT!”

What will happen to me tomorrow?

To be continued…