Gay Erotic Stories

I was in despair when I told Uncle Pat, who to my great pleasure had taken to calling me Son. “I don’t want to go I said,” and he replied that he didn't want me to go either, “But they are your parents and so you must go. I'll be waiting for you when you get back, and it's only four weeks.”

“Four weeks is forever,” I sobbed. “I will only go if you fuck me first.”

“Son, I've been wanting to fuck you for years, but I had to wait until you realised that you wanted me to fuck you too. Daddy'll fuck you tonight and make a man of you.”

True to his word, he did.

First we stripped and then watched a gay video together ...to get us in the mood he said, though I needed no encouragement, but he did make some helpful comments about what would give us both greater pleasure, and as we watched his hands stroked and played with me.

Then we had a shower together, and I soaped and massaged Uncle Pat's hairy body, stroking his cock, which grew to its full size, and I began to wonder how I was going to take that great monster into my tight virginal arse. He read my thoughts and stopped biting my nipples and moved a soapy finger to my arse, playing around the rim and teasing my hole, and then a soapy finger eased in and started stretching my hole. Another finger joined the first and moved apart, widening the lips and were joined by a third, roughly finger fucking me as I squirmed, and he forced his fingers deeper working my hole so it relaxed ready to take him.

On the bed Uncle Pat lay on his back and I climbed onto him, facing his cock, which I took in my mouth. It seemed to swell even bigger and I could feel it throbbing in my mouth. “That's right Son, get it good and wet, it'll slide in easier.” He held my arse cheeks apart and dove in with his tongue, licking and lapping at my ring, his whiskers bringing every nerve ending to exquisite life, and I trembled over him. I tried to wriggle so that even more of his tongue could get deeper, but he came out reached for some lube and squeezed it up my hungry arse. It felt cold. He handed me the tube and told me to get his cock well greased, and I smeared the lube onto his great throbbing cock, mixing it with the pre-cum, and made sure the full length was well covered.

With that, he rolled me onto my back, raised my legs above his shoulders and I felt his cock straining at my arse lips. “This is what I've longed for Son I love you so much and I know I'll be proud of you. I have to tell you, it'll hurt at first but soon you’ll love all of Daddy's Cock and all of Daddy's loving.” “ I felt the pressure increase, but it wouldn't go in. Hold your cheeks apart,” said Daddy, which I did, and suddenly, with agonising pain, the head was in.

I cried out in pain, “It's too big, I can't take it!” Tears streamed down my face, and I grabbed the hair on his back and tried to pull him out, but Daddy kissed me, loved the pain away and licked the tears away.

“There's no hurry, we've got all night for Daddy to get his cock in to love his boy. Push down as if you are taking a dump.” I did as I was told and a bit more cock forced its way in, and more tears wet my face. “It feels wonderful Son. Like softest velvet and hot and loving. I'm proud of the way you are taking it.”

It took five more attempts before he got the whole of his massive cock in my arse. My guts felt like they were being ripped apart, and I knew that my arsehole would never be the same again.

“”Well done, Son, he said. “You've taken all of Daddy's cock and soon you'll know what real loving is all about. This is real man loving and this will make you a real man, a man who loves cock.”

The pain eased a little and I stopped crying. I could feel Uncle Pat just stirring inside me, and I smiled bravely and stroked the fur on his back. He needed no further signal and started thrusting within me, gently at first and then with more force, then just as he had instructed me when jerking off, he moved into long slow strokes, almost pulling out and then ramming his cock right to the root.

His hairy belly was rubbing against the tender skin under my cock head which was straining for release. Hold your balls down, Son, otherwise you'll come. Uncle pat's strokes became more urgent, quicker and rougher until he was pistoning in and out, his breath coming in short bursts and the great cockhead rasping against my prostate. He bit my nipples his hands scraped my body and shoulders and still he rammed and savaged my arse, the he cried let it go, “I'm cumming Son!”

I came at the same timer, my cock blasting cum onto his hairy chest and belly in great pulsing spurts while I could feel his cock head swell within me and the blasts of scalding cum jetted into my guts. His thrusts were violent as he bludgeoned my arse with his cock, my arse muscles clamping down on his cock and rhythmically milking him as best I could, and we convulsed on the bed like the rutting animals we were.

Eventually our orgasms eased. Uncle pat cuddled me and caressed me. “I love you so much Son. You took it like a real man, I'm so proud of my boy.”

I was crying again, but for love and for joy. “Oh Daddy, this is what I've always wanted, to be your special boy and for you to fuck your boy always.”

He kissed my tears away and said, “Son, I have