Gay Erotic Stories

Working the night shift at the pub was not unusual for John and Mark. They got through by taking turns sleeping, though the odd late night gambler occasionally bothered them. But hey would have rather been bothered by a hoard of them than the intrusion they were about to endure.

At about four a.m., four guys entered and began playing the card machines. Once they were sure they were the only patrons left in the place, they made their move--not knowing John was out back in the kitchen. They grabbed Mark from behind, got him down on the floor, and tied his hands and feet tightly with sash cord. After leaving him struggling on the floor behind the bar, they robbed the till and cash drawers.

Hearing a noise out in the back, they investigated, and encountered a very surprised John in the kitchen--putting together a late snack for Mark and himself. After overpowering a well-built man such as Mark, the intruders had no problem totally dominating a puny little man like John. They quickly set about bending him over the workbench and firmly secured his hands behind his back with their last piece of sash cord.

John became scared, but remained calm. He assumed they had done the same to Mark in the bar area. The intruders would simply rob the place and leave him alone. But in the privacy of the back kitchen, the leader of the four men had another idea. The front door was locked. After casing the joint, he knew that no cleaners or other staff members were due for six hours. They had plenty of time, and decided on a bit of fun with John.

Ordering his three mates to force John onto his knees, the leader of the four undid his jeans, flopped out his cock and demanded John suck on it. Through clenched teeth John adamantly refused. Within seconds, John’s T-shirt was torn from his body and one of the men began squeezing his small, tender nipples.

The pain of such sudden and severe nipple torture caused John to open his mouth and scream. The bloke took the opportunity to stick his cock into John's mouth as he screamed. It took the man a few dozen thrusts before John felt the hot burst of the guy’s cum in his mouth--which the rapist made him swallow.

"Come on guys, which one of you wants his mouth next? Let's have him!"

One of them then said, "Never mind his mouth, I want his arse!"

John was then stood up on his feet and--with his arms and legs held firmly by three of the men—he was dragged across the kitchen work bench. The fourth guy pulled off John’s shoes and socks. Then he undid John's jeans and swiftly stripped them off. They wanted John naked to make him feel more vulnerable.

John was now in horror. The realization he was being stripped to have his arse raped caused him to begin a violent struggle of kicking and yelling, "No! Oh, NO!"

Further nipple torture kept him subdued enough for his briefs to be torn from his body. John was now completely naked. His hands remained firmly bound behind his back. He was forcibly bent face down over the workbench with his legs and arse cheeks spread. One of the men used some cooking oil to lube his hard cock.

John screamed as the rapist penetrated his arse with his huge cock and began pounding his cock in deeper and deeper. Throughout the vicious assault, John continued his helpless screaming as the arse thrusting continued.

"Aaaaghh! Aaaagh. AAAaaaaaAGH!" Even though John was gay, he was not used to being fucked--especially so severely and by such a big cock! He hoped his anal agony had ended with the rapist grunting and groaning as he shot a huge load of cum across John's back.

"Yeah, you're a good tight root. Hope my mates feel as good after they've had you!"

Hearing this John again began struggling violently, yelling, "No! Oh please, NO! You're not ALL going to fuck me? Please stop! I can't take anymore!"

John's attempts to resist were futile. His hands were still tightly bound behind his back. One guy firmly held him down and began raping his mouth. His muted screams of protest fell on deaf ears. He was forced to submit to the other three men--taking turns, forcibly fucking their hard cocks into his arse--plunging in and out till they blew their loads.

John's begging and pleading for them to stop turned to screams of pain and despair as his body was repeatedly raped at both ends by the merciless invading cocks. The constant oral raping muffled his sounds to a whimper as the reality of being gang-raped took hold of him. He felt loads of cum splashing on his back and face as well as in his hair, only to be repeated as the four men took turns holding him down and alternating their raping positions.

"Yeah! Ride-em cowboy!" one of them yelled. He maneuvered his huge hard cock in and out of Johns arse whilst reaching forward under John's chest and torturing his nipples. The painful twisting and squeezing on his tits caused John to scream further, even though his mouth was full of cock. The guy fucking him up the arse drove the full length of his hard shaft in as fast as he could and was getting off on inflicting pain to John's arse and tits.

"Let's flip him over. Hold his legs back," one of the invaders suggested.

The men turned John onto his back. With one guy holding each leg, another guy screwed John's arse, whilst the fourth guy squeezed and twisted his tits.

For John, this position was even more horrible as now he had to face the men while they took pleasure raping him.

"That's right! Work his tits till I blow!"

Together the men held John down and caused him so much pain he could no longer even try to hold back his torturous screams. It seemed an eternity before the rapist pulled his cock out and blew his load onto John's chest. Then John's torture took another twist.

Three of the men flipped him back onto his belly and held him down. The leader used his thick leather belt to whip John's little arse. The whipping was relentless as the man brought the heavy belt down again and again making John count the strokes out loud.

John prayed the guy would stop, but it took nearly four-dozen strokes till the three men blew more loads of cum into John's face and hair. It was only after they had all gotten off on John's wails of pain that the flogging finally ended.

After having his arse raped six times and copping a belting that left his arse red raw, the four men left John on his kitchen floor--drenched in sweat and cum from his torturous gang raping. In a short moment, he heard the main door open and slam shut--signaling the exit of his tormentors.

Mark, finally managing to free himself, found John in the kitchen an hour later.

"Hey, Johnny, let me untie you," Mark said, after seeing his friend. But--after being tied up and listening to the unseen groans and screams from the kitchen--his prick was hard, dripping, and aching for release.

"That is, after you've sucked my cock too!" Mark added. The End