Gay Erotic Stories

He opens his eyes. Sage looks up toward the mirror ceiling. He can see himself bound naked onto a stainless steel table. He can feel the leather straps holding down his head and hands. This shit trap looks cold, Sage thought, why can’t I feel a fucking thing? Before he can properly deliberate, the table starts moving until he’s in a standing position. “I see you have awaken, Sage. In case you’re wondering, we captured you outside of the building you jumped out of. Not a very wise decision, especially since it took you a full week to recover from your injuries.” A full week, thought Sage, usually damage like that takes less than an hour. “Yes, well, according to your vital signs, your healing factor has been severely compromised. It’s actually quite a shame. A person with your reputation must be in crisis.” This asshole knows what I am thinking? “No need for profanity, Sage. You are in good hands. We want to offer you the best care, especially since you have information regarding Captain Chase.” Great, a telepath, thought Sage. “Are you on commission?” “Bravo, Sage. You have spoken your first words since last week. We will keep your muscles tranquilized, though. A wavering tongue never hurt anybody.” “Are you sure? Apparently, you never met one of Chase’s boys.” The voice pauses, than laughs. “Good one, Sage. Is that why you murdered all of them? No need to answer, now. I think you need some more rest. This should help.” Sage sees a flashing blue light before everything goes dark. “Oh, just like that Sage, push it in slowly like that.” Sage looks down to see Chase’s pink, hairy asshole expand to accommodate his throbbing dick. “Now slam it in,” Chase says in a huskier tone, the sweat wetting his beard and back. Sage can smell the musky, mushroom-like sweat from Chase’s balls, and it drives him crazy. Sage grinds his teeth and he slams it in, and then finds Chase on top of him—riding his cock backwards. He can see Chase’s ass jiggle as he bounces gleefully on his cock. Sage runs his hands through the bushy hair on Chase’s back. He then lifts Chase in the air and butt-fucks him like crazy. Chase cries out, “Oh Sage, I’ve been waiting for you to fuck me like this. Deeper, harder, tear me apart.” Sage pumps harder and harder. Chase starts screaming in pain and pleasure. Sage feels his dick getting longer and longer. “Stop, ok, stop now, Sage. It’s too big,” Chase cries out. “No, I’m going to give you some much needed cock, old man,” Sage laughs, as he bear hugs Chase from behind, “You want me to fuck you in half. Here it goes” He pounds Chase’s ass until suddenly his dick bursts out of Chase’s pubic area. Chase screams in anguish. “I’m sorry, Chase,” exclaims Sage. Chase continues howling in agony, with his arms waving frantically in the air. Sage awakens. “Don’t you just hate it when you awaken from an erotic dream?” states the voice. “Fuck you,” says Sage, matter-of-factly. “Oh, Sage, you must make better use of that vocabulary. After all, isn’t it true that you are fluent in several different languages? No answer, then. Well, why don’t we test my theory? I request that you translate the following sentence in Mandarin: My, haven’t we seen better weather?” Easy enough, thought Sage. He opens his mouth, but no words come out. “It is just as I thought, Sage. You cannot translate a simple statement for me in another language. Before you try to protest, I did a mind scan, and you could not form the words in your own mind. Such a tragedy, really, all that knowledge gone.” “All right, I’ve had enough of your fancy bullshit. What the hell have you done to me? I have not had trouble translating until today, so what gives. If you tell me what agency you work for, I won’t snap you in half. Read my mind. Am I lying?” “I know you are not joking, Sage. You will eventually learn of my affiliations. But first, I must nurse you back to your fullest capacity.” “Somehow, I don’t believe you’re nursing me. But it doesn’t matter. I will repair myself soon, break out of these restraints, and translate that sentence for you before I rip your head off.” “Well, we’ll see about that, Sage. In the meantime…pleasant dreams.” Why you arrogant son-of-a-bitch, thought Sage, as he is sedated again. Sage can feel himself naked, warm in another man’s arms. His face pressed against the man’s hairy chest, he takes in a strangely familiar scent. “I can’t believe we finally did it, Stan.” Sage is standing against a wall, seeing himself in bed with this man. “I can’t believe it either, Bruce. Man, our parents are going to kill us” Sage stands perplexed as they both laugh and kiss each other. Who is Bruce, thought Sage, and why did he just call me Stan? Come to think of it, why do I look younger? “We shouldn’t worry too much. We’re both going to the same college, and we are going to be sharing an apartment together. Our parents know how crazy we are about each other.” “Yeah, but your dad, he’s all about your training. He wants you to travel with him across the world. He wants you to leave with him in two weeks for training at New Britain. How are we going to manage that?” “Easy. We spend our honeymoon over there. I’m sure my dad can pull some strings, and I can spend the nights with you.” Sage sees that he, or the guy named Stan, looks worried. “Don’t worry, Stan. It’s going to work out. My dad likes you, and he might be angry at first, but eventually he’ll understand. I love you, and I will do anything to show you that. You’re my husband, I’m your husband, and we are together for life” What the hell is this guy talking about, thought Sage, it can’t be. They take their hands out from under the covers, and Sage can see the wedding rings. “I know, Bruce, I know. It’s too bad that he doesn’t know it.” They both turn their attention to Sage.

Sage awakens. “I’m sure you have some questions. I have answers,” says the voice.