Gay Erotic Stories

Today they had decided to ask me to Joe country home. It was in a partial treed area by a sandy river bank. It was great for taking a refreshing dip. Naturally I said sure but really wasn't knowing what I was getting into.

I was 20 years old. I was 5' 11" and had a developed build of lean muscle. I had dark hair dyed blond and therefore some dark body hair to match. I had green eyes. Joe was 32, short and butch with a strong build. He was Italian. He was muscular and had dark fur sticking up from his T-shirts by the neck and dark hair on his arms. Kip was 27, tanned, tall, lean and smooth.

When we got to Joe's place, he got out some drinks and suggested that we strip and go for a dip. Joe and kip had their bathing suits and I didn't have one. They suggested that I just go in my underwear. It was very private here anyway. Who would care? So I was glad to get out of my sweaty clothes and got into the water.

We swam around a bit. Kip held up his bathing suit in the water and played around in the nude. He tried to take off mine too to horse around but I tried to out swim and get away. They teased me, about never having skinny dipped before. I told them that I was used to having something on. It was embarrassing enough for me to be in my underwear.

Anyway, we eventually went up to the patio for some drinks. Joe brought out pizza. I noticed that my clothes were missing but Joe said they were smelly and disgusting. He had thrown them into the wash. I noticed the water made my underwear see through. I felt a little embarrassed especially when I noticed the guys eying me.

We talked mostly about work. They talked about Rick. He was the gay guy people teased. He was a young student like me. He was always patting me on the butt in the factory when he passed by as a hello. I told him to keep his paws to himself. One time he snuck up behind while I was at the urinal. He put his arm around me and pulled me back while saying hello. It set me off balanced and provided him a view of my dick. He offered to help me, but I told him no thank you.

Then guess who shows up at the house…Rick. Hi guys he said as he strolled up. I couldn't believe it. I guess Rick has been here before. Rick looked me over in my underwear as I try to cover up by placing one hand down over my penis outlined in my briefs.

“Nice suit,” Rick says. He goes with Joe into the house to get something to eat.

Later they come out to join us. They start talking about working out. Joe shows off his muscles. Rick asks to feel them. Joe says sure. Rick starts to massage Joe’s muscles and Joe says that it feels good.

I get a little nervous and ask if my clothes are finished yet. Joe said that they are still wet. The guys turn their attention to my muscles and comment on what good shape I am in. Their attention turns toward me still in my underwear. They ask me to flex my muscles. I figured that I needn’t be shy in that dept. Then Rick asks to feel them. Joe says sure he won't mind.

So Rick runs his hands over my arms and stomach and then I quickly push his hands away. He complains why I had to do that.

Joe and Kip say, “Hey...you shouldn’t be that way. We are all guys here.” I shouldn't be ashamed of my body. Joe signals Kip to grasp my hands behind the large wooden chair that I am sitting on. Rick moves in for another feel, but I buck and get loose. The guys tackle me. Kip shouts wrestle time. Joe says let's wrestle me. Rick joins in. Kip and Joe get behind the back of the big chair and tie my hands to the back. Rick grabs my kicking legs. Then they spread my legs to secure them too.

I couldn't believe it--the three of them against me. I sat defiantly and boiling mad. They said, “Calm down, we’re just playing. You have to learn not to get so upset about things. Just let Rick feel your muscles. What is wrong with that?”

“See…” said Joe as he caresses my muscles. He starts to slide his hairy hand over my shoulders and around my muscles. He glides his hand across my chest touching the nipples and in circular motions over my stomach. “That isn’t so bad is it? I bet it even feels nice.”

Kip joined in and started to feel my leg muscles from my lower legs up to below my crotch. I tried to kick him off, but I was secured too well. I told them that this was embarrassing; they had had their fun so let me go.

Joe laughed, “This isn’t embarrassing.” He spills a drink over my underwear and then you can see right through them. “This would be embarrassing,” he said.

They laughed. I couldn't cover up. The outline of my cock was clearly visible under my thin white jockeys. I couldn't help but to direct my attention to my plight. My penis crept along down the fly front and across my right leg and along inside the elastic of the leg. A few dark pubic hairs poked out from the fly front.

How can my penis look so big flaccid I thought. I really hoped it would shrink out of site inside the folds of material.

Rick said, “Boy it's my turn to feel his muscles. Come on stud, don't be shy. You should feel happy that you have such nice muscles for us to feel. I'll even give you a massage to calm you down.”

I just shook my head and said in a low voice, “Now guys get me out of this chair.”

They smiled saying to first let Rick give you a massage. They watched as Rick’s fingers slid along my muscles. He stroked under my arm pits a down the sides of my stomach. It tickled and I shifted. He asked if I didn't like touch there. I said I didn't like it. He said I can make it feel better. He started slow circular strokes on my stomach.

Joe and Kip watched intently. They looked between his touch to my penis outline within my underwear. Rick started to touch along the top of my briefs and grazed the side of my penis. I called out, “Guys stop him now.”

The guys said that I was too uptight. I have to relax. It can feel good. Rick started to trace the outline of my man cock through the thin material of my briefs. My penis, even though it looked large enough, started to lengthen. I gasped at the touch. The guys stared intently at what was going to happen next.

I started to perspire and become feverish. I tried to dodge his fingers along my penis but it was not in my control. He just kept stroking along the thin fabric. I was so worried that my penis would slip outside the leg of my underwear. It just grew along the inside of the leg elastic. It was stretched out and around, revealing the under head of the mushroom along my leg. I am so sensitive in this spot and his hand kept going back to the under part of the mushroom head.

My breathing became short and out of control. I started to shake. “Please stop ... stop... no... no...”

“You have such nice muscles,” Rick says. “I especially like this one,” he says as he plays along the sensitive under glands of my penis.

“Please…” I say as my chest heaves up and down. He doesn't listen.

Kip says, “His underwear looks a little tight.” He runs his finger under the leg opening to stretch the elastic. Joe helps on the waist band. Rick continues to stroke. “Oh no…” I thought. I am so embarrassed. They want to make me cum in front of them. This is so embarrassing. I am not gay. It seems like minutes and hours have gone by in this dilemma. Joe and Kip stroke my inner legs making my cock swell even bigger then I have ever seen it.

“How can my penis betray me like this?” I thought. It is doing things against my will. Please stop growing ... think thoughts to make it shrink back down. “Holy shit...look at the big man sized dick!” Kip said.

“Hey man,” said Joe. You are really getting to be the man. See his chest hair in the middle of his chest, feel the hairs under his arms. I bet he has a set of big sized balls too.”

Kip breaks and rips the elastic off the legs a little saying, “Sorry. I will buy you a new pair of man-sized briefs.”

Joe said, “I have another new pair in the house. Why not get rid of those ones?”

“Please, no…” I said.

“Aw come on.... It's only guys having a little fun here. You'll think back and enjoy the attention later. You're just a little scared…a little chicken right now. You probably haven't ever had anyone touch your man penis like this before right?”

I was too embarrassed to answer. I heard a couple of more rips. Joe used a scissors on the elastic waistband. Rick tore what little thread of dignity remained off me.

Joe brought out a jar of Vaseline. “If you are going to massage a guy right Rick, you'll need some of this.”

I gasped even at the thought of those slicked up faggot fingers sliding over me. He knew just where to touch to drive me out of my mind. “Please I told myself ... don't cum in front of the guys.” I would never live this down.

Rick kept on stroking the length of my rigid penis. He felt around the under rim of the head of my shaft. He continued to glide his slick fingers over and over and over my most sensitive vein. I struggled against the sensations and tossed all sweaty and tired, trying to fight a losing battle...not to cum.

I was about to explode and he would slow down and feel over my testicles. The other guys stroked and played with my body. Kip mopped the sweat from my face with a cool cloth. Kip said, “Don't be shy. It will feel good to ejaculate.” He massaged my balls and said, “Don't these man-sized balls feel like they need relief? We just want to help you to feel good.”

Joe echoed, “Yes... just let us help you feel good,” as he continued to gentle glide his fingers around my chest and down to my inner legs.

“We can't leave you in this state,” the guys said, “You need release. It isn't healthy not to.” They told Rick to bring me home. I knew I didn't have a chance. He stroked continuously around the underside of my sensitive head, sometimes running down the length of my shaft and the other guys stroked along my body.

I again started to shake and shiver and pulsate. It was building up in me more and more and more. Rick continued to unmercifully stroke my most sensitive dick glands and as I exploded he didn't stop. I started to spew cum all over and Rick kept stimulating my dick, and as I cried out, “Stop…oh please stop...” he only kept going to drain every last drop from me. He kept trying to stroke but Joe and Kip stopped him from touching me anymore.

“It's a good thing for you that we didn't leave Rick alone with you in this defenseless position,” they said. They washed me up and covered me with a towel. They kept saying that they couldn't believe that they did that. It must be the booze. What could they do to make it up to me? Each of them promised me one favor to bring my forgiveness.

I figured that they wouldn't untie me unless I played along. They untied my hands and I went inside wrapped in the towel. We watched videos. Rick left. The other guys fell asleep on the couch. I fell asleep too. I guess I was just so exhausted. I was totally spent.