Gay Erotic Stories

Now, if you are talking about the players, I am, as you already know, hot for them. Oh, I can do fair in baseball and will mingle with the guys in touch football, but the game of basketball leaves me cold and when I am cold I am not hot.

If you have read my story, An Aftermath of a Steam Bath, you have met Joe. (Incidentally speaking of the men I enjoy entertaining, I just heard from Raul, the kid from Under the Bridge and he is in jail in Los Angeles after being picked up with a couple servings of Columbian Gold so I think he is ancient history now.) Well, Joe is the university student my Dad picked for a tenant in one of his furnished studio apartments and, yes, to your unspoken question.

For Thanksgiving, Dad and Mom invited Joe, thinking he was new in town without a friend, to our family dinner. I did not sit next to him or even close and I think we fooled the folks into thinking we barely knew each other instead of knowing each other really bare. What we had done in the steam bath we had done in his apartment several times.

During the dinner, Joe brought up the subject of a basketball game his school’s team was going to play in Santa Barbara in like five days. Telling us all that his Dad’s older SUV, which he was now driving, was in good shape and that he had four fellow students who were planning on going to Santa Barbara for the game. Almost an afterthought it seemed, Joe invited me to go along as his non-paying guest as each of the others were putting up forty dollars for tickets and gas and miscellaneous stuff but not meals. The big enticement was one night in a hotel with the boys His offer appeared to my family as a return gift for the dinner he was enjoying. I, of course, accepted

To make our basketball jaunt a pleasant trip, Joe and his friends decided to start on Monday for the game on Tuesday. I took my credit card so I would not be burden on anyone. With a starting time of 3:30 PM, I got to Joe at 2:30 to make him relaxed for the long drive. I overdid it and poor Joe was just able to drive as far as Barstow before he let Moose, one of the other four students, take over the wheel.

This is how Joe introduced me to his four friends. “Guys, this is Freddy, my landlord’s son. This is Moose, Ricky, Tommy and Keith. So there will be no problems later, Freddy just sucked me off for the second time in an hour and I fucked him a very good fuck, I think, but Freddy might tell you different.” Joe then indicated that I should take the two seats in the rear of the SUV while Moose should sit next to me. He assured Ricky and Tommy and Keith that their turns would soon come up and suggested they start making a good hard-on while they waited and watched the back row of seats. Joe assured me that all the guys were over eighteen.

After getting over the shock of that bold introduction, I decided that it was the best thing that Joe could have done as the air was now clear and my part in the trip as an entertainer was fully known to my companions. Feeling the need to vocalize my intentions, I laughed and replied to Joe’s character establishing intro…”Yes, I must admit that I did indeed suck Joes rather marvelous penis off twice and he did do a very commendable job of anal intercourse in my now tender love hole. I hope we don’t bend any of you guys to the gay life, as I want to keep Joe for myself for a few more years at least.

My remarks were met with pleased laughter and I knew that our journey was getting off to an excellent start.

It was very evident that the four had been told what to expect, as there was really no show of surprise at Joe’s introduction. The four unzipped and brought out their manhood tools to be looked at by all and desired by me.

Joe, as the self-appointed captain of our cruise bus, issued another suggestion as he got underway towards the freeway. “I think until it gets dark, Freddy should just be used as a cocksucker. When it is dark enough, those of you who want to dip your dongs in his hot hole can have at it.” The four agreed without exception and I slid to the floor so I could suck on Moose’ seven incher which like a man with a purpose, my man had hard and oozing pre-cum for me. I was in my glory as the center of attention. The rear windows of the SUV had been darkly tinted so it would take an eagle to figure out what was going on in the back.

Since Joe had given me a great hand job just before we started, I did not need to even unzip and take out my limp dick. Moose, a very friendly guy from Montana, told me he had been saving his cum for three days which gave me the time I had been exposed to this gang. I told the good-looking blonde that I was glad he had abstained for my mouth’s pleasure. The other three guys were watching very closely as I licked the under side of Moose’s prick and then used my tight lips to excite the nerves that line a cock just under the skin. I heard the combined gasps of amazement as I swallowed the whole thing.

While I could hear the comments going on from the crowd, I cannot take up space to repeat them all here. I will tell you that the words were all music to my ears. You know how guys like to talk dirty to the cocksucker who is only trying to please them. Well on this trip, there was none of that and I could almost believe that the role of a cocksucker and a guy who takes it up the ass was a highly respected avocation to these guys.

During the first five miles, the three spectators were playing with their pricks almost bashfully. As the feelings got better the others were showing and also telling. Telling that is what I should expect from each as their turn came up. Joe had to warn the waiting three that passing trucks and buses could see into the SUV.

As I got into being the cocksucker for the group, I fell into my regular routine and Moose was soon begging me to slow down, as he wanted it to last longer. The others were urging me to speed up, as they wanted their turn sooner and not later. Being stored up for three days, Moose could not hold back any longer and he released his cum load into my mouth in maybe six squirts. His creamy cock soup was delicious and I savored it for a minute before I showed my throat accepting the juice. “Wow!” Moose cried and the others agreed I was something else.

While I was servicing Moose, the other three had drawn straws to determine precedence in the line to be fellated. Tommy, the smallest of the four in stature moved into the space that Moose vacated. I was presented a cock that was thin but a good eight inches long. ”WOW,” I exclaimed as I stroked this prize piece of meat, “How did you get that to grow like that?” For the visual amusement of my SUV friends, I licked my lips and made my eyes big.

“That’s the way a cock grows in my family,” Tommy explained with a pleased smile, “You should get to suck off my brother, Winston. His is longer and thicker.” I made a quiet prayer that Winston would suddenly appear but he did not. “I don’t think these guys would know a good blow job from a just passable one,” Tommy went on, “but I have had quite a few from sheepherders on my Dad’s ranch up in Wyoming. Hey, don’t get me wrong, I have not sucked any cocks myself.” the boy was quick to add” You know they get up in the mountains in the winter with the sheep and that is about all the sex the can expect except to make a ewe turn and then fuck it. I would drive the supply truck up once a month and those guys just wanted fresh meat, I guess. When Winston went with me he was the one those Mexicans wanted.” Tommy was laughing as he concluded his comments and leaned back to enjoy his turn at bat. The small boy with the big cock gave me encouraging remarks in my ear as I serviced his sweet tasting joy rod. “Gotta let Ricky get his first blow job,” Tommy said as he ejaculated a very hot series of cum shots on the back of my mouth cavity.

My next boy was Ricky, who had been watching my mouth work on his friend’s joy tools very closely. “I guess I don’t have to do much,” Ricky said and he leaned back in the SUV’ folding seat. “Freddy seems to know what he is doing and he sure does it well.” I felt a good feeling about Ricky as he let me take over his hard thick almost seven inch cut cock. I expected more from the virgin but his cum load was much the same as the others.

I found out, however, that the guys were getting too hot from watching their friends get sucked off, as Ricky and Keith were not able to hold out for more than a ten minutes each before I had their juicy ejaculations in my mouth. In fact, as I remember, Keith came to my mouth with his six and a half prick almost streaming pre-cum and I had to be quick to get his excited toy in my mouth before he was squirting cock cream like a kitchen faucet. Keith then wanted and got seconds on tonsils.

Just barely swallowing Keith’s second load, I heard Joe call out, “Knock off the fun back there, we are in Barstow and I’m going to have Moose drive for a while. Anybody need a hamburger to restore your strength?” We stopped in one of a nation-wide fast food place and we all burgers, fries and drinks. I had an ice cream milk shake to mix with the cum in my stomach.. After being the cum dump for the whole gang, the guys were all friendly with me and we had a great conversation going before we resumed our trip.

During the next segment of the I-15 freeway, Joe sat next to me and dozed with his head on my shoulder while the other guys wanted to know how it felt to be a cocksucker and did I really enjoy cocks shooting cum in my mouth and into my stomach. Ricky brought up fucking and then the discussion moved to how it felt to have a guy enter my butt hole with his cock and fuck me so much he would dump his hot load up my ass in a condom. I was asked if I ever let a guy fuck me without a condom and I told the guys that that was called bare-backing and sure I had quite a few of those sessions in high school. Then I told the boys that we would be using condoms on this trip for safety.

When I asked the gang what they knew about HIV and AIDS, they were wall pretty well up on it. One thing they did not know was the latest in tests for HIV. I told the guys that it was now possible to detect HIV in a test that only took twenty minutes and could be had for a measly twenty dollars. Ricky summed up the gang’s feeling by saying, with a smile but still very seriously, “I hear that there is no safe sex but there is safer sex. The bug is making everybody being careful of whom they chose for a partner.” As the rest of the boys nodded agreement, Ricky gave his big finish, “Protection, protection. You can’t have too much protection.”

When I told the boys about my sex experiences in high school, Ricky laughed and said, “If you had been in my high school, I would not have a been a virgin until today.” I told Ricky that I was looking forward to get his cherry cock in me and showing him the ropes of a good fuck. I also promised to show him a keen way of putting the condom on his hard dick.

We all enjoyed the drive from Barstow on into the Los Angeles area where we cut off west towards Pasadena and the blue Pacific beyond. By then only Moose, the driver and I were still awake, as the rest had all dozed off.

We had stopped once in Pasadena for gas and I moved into the seat next to Moose. After getting on the California route 210W, the driver, wanting a conversation to keep his mind alert, asked me, “Don’t you get embarrassed when you are sucking a guy’s cock in front of his friends like this?” I assured the boy that I did not do this kind of exhibitionism very often. Maybe in a steam bath or at a gay party, but normally my affairs are pretty much just one guy taking care of one guy. “Well, you are not my first cocksucker, but you sure have a talent for doing it and you are sure the best I have had,” the boy doing the driving said. To return a compliment, I told Moose he had an outstanding sex tool that any cocksucker would love to use.

From then on we talked about normal things like our homes and our families. Then Ricky woke up and told that he has a brother and a sister-in-law in Carpenteria that is close to Santa Barbara and he planned to spend some time with them before the game.

When we were an hour and a half out of our destination, Joe woke up and had Moose pull over to the side of the highway. “I was sure dead tired,” my friend laughed, “but now I am ready to roll into town.” I think we did good timing as it was still daylight and the Pacific Ocean was soon on our left as we cruised up the old 101.