Gay Erotic Stories

Well, Patrick, you hot, horny rimmer you - good morning! (And a big deep kiss on/in your yummy hole! Thank you for your hot e-mail and yes, I have just the story for you – being a dedicated, card-carrying and talented rimmer I’m sure you’ll appreciate it.

It happened last Thursday night in that awesomely sleezy place called "The Cellar" here in Toronto. I believe you know it...

I usually go there, because it's pitch dark in there, with, as you most likely know, the odd dim red light in the cabins and the hallways. Almost everyone pretty much dispenses with their towels and walks around naked, towel decorously around their neck. There usually is a lot of groping (and more, much, much more!!) going on - usually in front of everyone, with many lustfilled eyes watching everything very closely… On that Thursday eve, after I left the office I found that I was more than just “a little” horny - horny enough, to decide to go there for an hour or so to just "see" what's happening there. As if I didn’t know, be satisfied with just “seeing”, horny, depraved slut that I am!)

As I’m sure you know and remember, coming into that place, out of the bright sunlight you’re virtually blind. After a lot of bumping into walls on the way to my room I already heard all those tell-tale noises of some severe cluster-sex. After disrobing, I groped my way to the showers and saw there a short, but quite handsome guy giving me the eye. while I showered, he finished and I saw him standing there fixing his stare at my cock – and at my butt whenever I turned it to him. His interest in my butt definitely exceeded the usual interest guys show in my little Poo-bear tattoo I have on my right butt-cheek. I kept looking over my shoulder to watch him watch my ass, thereby also signalling my own interest in him and his obvious intentions. He left the shower area and I went to my room to drop my damp towel there and to begin my rounds, unencumbered by any fabric. I followed the “noises” and got to the absolutely black “dark area”. When I entered it, I noticed the shadowy outlines of quite a few guys and proceeded carefully but with growing excitement into that shadowy melee of bodies. Sure nough, as soon as I encountered the solid wall of naked bodies - there were quite a few hands on my cock and fingers going down on my asscrack till a tight hand found my cock and held me there. It was the little guy from the showers! My eyes had by now somewhat adjusted to the darkness and I could make out a bit more than just the dim outlines of those lemur-like shadows. Now they began to have the semblance of distinct features, and they all seemed to crown around us. So, of course, I stopped and, leaning against the wall of the hallway, we started groping each other; he had, as I had seen earlier in the well-lit shower area, a very attractive, medium size cock. Now we began kissing – wow! Was he ever a kisser right after my heart! I love sucking tongues and he obliged, feeding me his tongue and sucking mine deep into his mouth.

Then he dove down and started a very experienced blowjob. Needless to say the other guys were now paying attention and began crowding in on us. I had hands all over me, one hand was groping where my cock vanished into the little guy's mouth, then went under my balls to fondle and cup them. I’m sure I saw a few hands fondle my horny sucker as well, while my own hands searched the dark for cocks, asscheeks and cracks…

I love those grope-groups no end - and my hands were busy too, “looking for” and finding and fondling those dicks, cheeks and cracks.

But then, when the little guy went down to my balls, and sucked them into his hot, velvety mouth, a guy who felt bald turned my head towards him and we kissed. Deep. Wet. Long. And the other hot mouth went wild sucking on my cock!!

That's where the little guy turned me around and started rimming me. When I say "rimming" - that was the understatement of the day - because he spread my cheeks wide and dove tongue first into my hole!

Patrick, I swear, I don't remember having a guy's tongue THAT deep in my hole as this little fucker did, EVER!! (As it turned out a bit later on, he actually was into scat and was digging for you-know-what. - since I'm definitely NOT into this scene, I was totally clean and at first he appeared to be “a bit” disappointed but he soon got over that, it seems). It certainly didn’t stop him then (and later-on) to have his tongue go to town inside my asshole.

It also turned out (a bit later), when I dragged him off to my room and asked him to show me this fantastic tongue - it was so incredibly long, the tip was way below his chin - no wonder he could reach so deep).

Anyway, still in the pitch-black hallway - of course I bent forward to accommodate him, when there was a cock right in front of me. I bent down and sucked it for a little while to please the guy. The cock was nice, stiff and felt wonderful, it smelled freshly showered and fit into my mouth just right.

But the little guy's tongue behind me got me so hot and bothered, that I let go of the cock in front of me and turned the fella around, felt his ass and sure liked what I felt. So there I crouched down and went to town, preparing to do what I like doing best and I went spreading his ass-cheeks and going for HIS hole. It was smooth – presumably shaved and really smelled sweet and freshly washed (not soapy, though). The hole was very pliable and my tongue plunged right in, accompanied by his moans.

You can imagine that we drew quite a crowd, (by now blocking the narrow hallway completely) God, all those hands on me! A pair of hands cupped my ass cheeks down close to the floor and explored my crack. Next thing I knew, my cheeks are being parted, and a cool breath caressed my hole! I have now idea whether it was “my” previous rimmer or a new one, he must have laid himself down on the floor and pulled me onto his face, until I was virtually riding his tongue. And wow! That snaky hot tongue entered my hole and went wild in there! One unbelievably hot tongue working my ass and that absolutely yummy hole of the hot guy in front of me to “dine” on !!!!

By now we all blocked the hallway completely and I noticed a few guys gave up walking or climbing through and just turned around again to do their thing elswhere in the other hallways or the TV room. That's when I broke it off, straightened up and, collecting my 2 rim fellows, went to my room. Yes, my 2nd rimmer still was “my” little fellow! We worked our way through the crowd of easy 4 to 5 guys, reluctantly making room for us, groping us as we passed through them and making our way out of the dark zone. We passed a few others, who in turn also had a few cocks in various mouths and I saw a silhouette of a rimming couple against the dim light of the aisle where my room was. Into my room we three went, and, by tacit understanding, left the door open and arranged ourselves. It seemed obvious that I had to sit on the little guy's face, him stretched out on the cot and me riding his tongue. (That was when I asked him to demonstrate the size of his tongue. The other fellow was absolutely awe-struck.) So he straddled the little guy and placed his butt in front of my face and I went going, digging my tongue into his pulsating hole. I was (as I usually am when my tongue is in someones hole), like a man possessed. If there are rim-demons, I certainly was possessed by a bunch of them. As I was looking over his ass to the open door, I noticed the inevitable crowd of spectators gathering, a few “bold” ones already crowding into the narrow room, their hands all over us 3 guys while our tongues were going wild in each other’s assholes as if there were no tomorrow…. So, I went to “work” on the other guy’s ass and got it to open quite a bit, - after all I AM an accomplished rimmer and, looking up again, didn't he just have a cock in his mouth! A few more guys were trying to and succeeding in crowding into my room, and one of them went to where the little guy ate my hole, crouched down and apparently got a perfect view. I felt his fingers groping around the little guy's tongue and my hole, and he tried to put his finger in as well. Apparently the little guy took his hand away, but, as he told me after we were done, the :visitor” apparently jerked him off (I stepped into that little puddle later). I kept eating the lovely pink hole in front of me and felt a hand jerking my cock, another fondling by balls. I kept looking up (in order to catch my breath) and there was just a solid wall of onlookers blocking the door to my room and, aside from us 3 guys, there were 4 more in the room and another cluster crowded around our door in the hallway.

On top of all this – my room had a glory hole that could be opened or closed. Apparently it was open, but I had paid no attention to it until now, when looking at one of our “visitors” I saw the open hole next to him a pair of eyes looking through it. A bit later I saw a cock being poked through it, but I don’t think anybody paid any attention to it, since shortly afterward it pulled back and was gone again. Meanwhile, back at the “Anus Ranch” - the little guy kept humming and moaning while his tongue went wild deep in my colon, he had definitely gotten so deep by now, I don't remember ever having a tongue so deep inside my ass. I was almost delirious with lust, my hole tingling at the wonderful sensation! This went on for easy 10-15 minutes, during which time the guy whose ass I ate out must have swallowed at least two loads, judging by the noises he made. I’m sure that he also was sucked a lot, maybe even “off”… Every now and then I saw a hand on the little guy's dick, which was directly under me and that I had totally ignored up to this point. It (his dick, not the “hand”) was not particularly large, but well shaped and stiff as if carved in marble)

I believe the same hand that serviced his cock was the same one that had whacked my cock as well. Who knows, who cares? In any case, this mystery-hand shifted from my cock to the one belonging to the ass I ate, maybe it was both of his hands, or two guys altogether. As I said, I cared very little about hand-ownerships at that stage. The noises and the smells in my little room were absolutely intoxicating to me and probably to everyone else as well. We all “worked” together like a huge machine – it was incredible…

And then, a hand finally grabbed my cock and deftly jacked me over the edge and I came and came... (On his hand? On to the little guy’s “machinery”? or even between his legs onto the linen on my cot? Again – Who cared!?

I used my left hand to jerk the guy in front of me off, while doing my best to get yet deeper into HIS ass with my tongue, till he shot off (again) in quite a few spurts. My right hand was on his asscheek, but someone grabbed it and sucked on my fingers. And the room just reeked of musky ass-aroma, sweat, poppers and cum, cum, cum... Before I got a cramp, I started to untangle us all, and bit by bit the room emptied.

The 3 original "us-ses" swapped kisses and enjoyed the rim residues on our tongues. The guy whose ass I ate told us he had indeed swallowed two loads and ate another ass (which I totally seem to have missed - I would have loved to watch that, but what the heck, I was myself too far gone to pay much attention anymore towards the end), While I tried to avoid the cum- puddles on my cot, I gingerly got off it and promptly stepped into the puddle beside my cot, and noticed a few more on the floor.Whose? Well, as I said – who cares? All 3 of us went showering, where we got a few stares (probably from the guys who "kept us company", and definitely from your audience of unknown size). I knew then that we easily could have charged an admission fee! (Just joking, of course!) The little fellow went home shortly thereafter, and I didn't see the other guy anymore, he may have gone home too, or just gone to HIS room (or another room) I did one more round, to the TV room where a hot fuck-scene was on the screen from a porn-video I knew. Then through the (quite busy) stalls with glory holes and back into the very dark area, where it all started.

I saw a towel haning from one of the 4 gloryholes there. Well, I was hard again, so I put my cock in and immediately felt the inevitable silken mouth engulfing it. It was a very hot blowjob I got there, with a little bit of deep-throat. I also felt a few hands on my back and on my ass. Someone tried to put his cock onto/into my crack but I gently shooed him away. I’m not really “into” being penetrated by anything much bigger than a tongue or a couple of fingers, max.

I came again - not too copious this time, but the guy took it all and moaned a lot... That's when I thought I've had my fill for the day and had scratched all my imaginary itches and went home myself. The whole thing seems to have lasted just a bit over an hour and a half.

While dressing, I found a little slip of paper on the small sidetable next to my cot - it was a note from "Bobby - the “little guy” who dined on my insides. He left me a phone number (which I called and left a "thank-you" message on his machine) and a scribble, that he's usually there on Thursday evenings and would I like a repeat session with him? Now the question is: do I want to???? What a question!!! The answer is YESSSSS!!!! And now, Patrick, I must stop and jerk off. I'm rockhard from telling you all this and just wish I could tell you in person, on your massage table with either your wiggly tongue in my butt or mine in yours.... Since I'm so horny again, I'm just thinking right now, should I go to the Cellar again a bit later on, they have a Sunday/Noon special for $19.00. But it's snowing like crazy right now and I'm not sure I will - but it's damn tempting. Geez if I just didn't crave ass so much!!! Patrick. honey, I have to end this - I think I settle for a Kleenex. RIGHT NOW!! ((((HUGS)))) and (_!_) :-P !! Your ever-horny pucker-sucker and rim-pal Rimbutt