Gay Erotic Stories

One night in San Francisco, I was really horny and wishing I could suck some dick. I knew that would make me feel even hornier, but then I would be able to jack off with a fat dick down my throat. I drove to Dolores Park, which I had known in the past as a cruisy location after dark. Located between San Francisco's affluently gay Castro district and the heavily working-class Latino Mission district, the park has a streetcar line running through it on one side, with a hillside full of trees and bushes between the rail tracks and the next street.

Along that hillside, parallel to the tracks, runs a small walkway (mostly hidden from public view by all the shrubbery). I started strolling down that pathway and before I knew it I was walking alongside a muscular, stocky, Latin-looking guy with a shaved head. He was smoking a cigarette, so I asked if he had another he could spare and we stopped while he handed me a smoke and lit it for me. I noticed he was checking me out, so I bravely told him that I thought he looked like a guy with a fat dick. He shrugged and said he'd never measured it, but already his hand was reaching down and rubbing himself. He other hand reached out and started pinching my tit. I sunk down to my knees and he pulled out his cock - right in front of my face. It was not especially long, but it was real thick, and uncut! I started licking the shaft and sticking my tongue under his foreskin and his cock became noticeably harder, so I opened my mouth wide and took it down my throat.

It felt really good, stretching my lips wide while it plunged in and out of my throat. I would take it as deep down my throat as I could get it and lick his balls with my tongue which was hanging out of my mouth. He was getting wild and just shoving that thick meat in and out of my mouth more rapidly than ever. Soon, though, I noticed he was slowing down. I opened my eyes (which had been closed in my delirium earlier) and became aware of another set of legs standing right next to my guy, with a longer, even fatter dick being stroked. I looked up at my guy and he nodded toward the other guy's dick like he wanted to see me take it, so I let his dick slide out of my mouth and I turned my attention to the next one.

Man! It also stretched my lips, but it plunged much deeper down my throat and made me start to gag. The first guy was working on my nipples now, making me wild as my mouth began to ride that monster cock voraciously. This second guy was Spanish and spoke to me only in that language. I didn't really know what he was saying, but got the gist of it from his sexy tone and just kept working harder on his huge dick. Someone else started walking by, so both of these guys pulled away from me and packed their equipment back into their pants. I just knelt there looking down at the pavement for awhile.

When I became aware that a third set of legs had stopped very nearby, I looked up. He was a well-dressed younger Latino and he was looking at both of the earlier guys and the three of them would then look at me and smile to each other knowingly. Number three guy stepped up to my face and quickly unzipped his pants, pulling out the biggest and stiffest cock of all three of them and pushing it right up against my lips. "Suck my dick", he said firmly, so I opened up and took it down my throat. The second guy wandered off, but guy number one continued playing with my tits for awhile longer, while Number Three grabbed my hair and pulled my head back so he could push his cock deeper down my throat while he laughed somewhat sadistically.

About then we could hear a streetcar approaching and the first guy quickly walked away from us. I took my mouth off Number Three's dick as I could sense the lights of the tram beginning to filter through the trees. "Keep sucking," he said. I protested that the lights of the streetcar would allow people to see me sucking his dick, and his response was that this made it even more exciting. I went back to his cock and he grabbed my hair again and began aggressively fucking my face, occasionally pulling his dick out to slap it on my face a few times before roughly shoving it back down my throat and fucking me hard again. All the time he was grinning, sometimes laughing, and calling me a good cocksucker and a faggot and a slut.

I was imagining the other two guys still being there taking turns with him and all of them fucking me in my ass as well. This mental image was making me very hot and horny and, as I sucked him off deep down my throat - feeling that fat fleshy dick stretching not only my lips, but the side of my throat and pushing hard against the back of my throat each time he shoved in - I found myself pulling my own cock out and stroking it fast. He was reaching down and squeezing my nipples with one hand while he continued to hold my head with the other, plunging in and out of my throat furiously now and still laughing sadistically.

Soon, though, the laughter turned to a kind of moaning and laughing at the same time and I could feel his cock getting even harder than the rock hard state it had already been in. He started to jerk spasmodically and his fleshy dick was pulsating and before I knew it he was pulling out of my mouth and spewing a huge load of soft creamy cum all over my face. I began shooting right then as well and he smashed his cock into my face and began to smear his cum all over me (holding my head from the back and pulling it into his dripping piece of meat).

He suddenly pulled away from me and zipped his pants back up, laughing at me and telling me to leave his cum on my cock sucking faggot face until he was gone - that maybe another horny dude would come by to use me since that was all I was good for. I felt a little bit ashamed as I realized there was some truth to his words, but more than that I felt exhilarated and excited to have had a hand in his orgasm and his pleasure. I sat there in the bushes on my knees and waited to see if another masculine guy would walk by and need some good head from a face which was already dripping with another man's cum...