Gay Erotic Stories

He pulled me into his room and closed the door behind him with a lock. I felt the room swirl, and looked up at his face. He was staring at me with narrowed eyes, and I saw a hint of a smile on his lips. My skin crawled and I felt naked even with just my shirt off. He was different, worse than anyone, anything I'd gotten into before. I wasn't safe here. But I wouldn't leave. He grabbed my arm with his bulky hand and pushed me down onto the bed. The world swam as my head hit, and I looked up through panning vision to see him pull of his shirt. His chest was muscular and hairy, and his nipples were a light soft pink that looked almost out of place on the rest of him. I felt his hand hit my zipper and he pulled it down. Then, he took my underwear in his teeth and pulled it down off my legs. I felt his chin brush against my leg. He threw the clothes to the side and stared down at me. I was completely naked, and felt hard from the inhibiting effect of the alcohol and him. My heart was racing, beating right in front of him. He was still staring, half his lip curled up in pleasure. I felt violated. I wanted to leave, but was trapped. He wrestled with his belt and threw his pants off. Then, he pulled his underwear off. I saw his stiff cock. He held the underwear clenched in a fist, then leaned down towards me. He looked me right in the eyes, and there was no mercy in them at all. They just stared into me, not even like I was human, just... Meat. Suddenly, I had to leave. I pushed up and moved to roll out of his way. But then, I felt a firm grab. He stopped me, and spun me around. I hit the bed, and he looked at me, eyes bent down in anger, and mouth set in devilish glee. I saw something move towards my mouth, and before I could react I felt cloth on my lips. He pushed it into my mouth till I couldn't breath. My mouth filled with the a dry and horribly bitter taste. I gagged on it and moved my hand to get out but he smashed my arm down and held me down.

"Don't. Move."

Then, he moved his hand gently over and pulled the cloth out of his mouth. I saw what it was.

His underwear.

I screamed and pushed upwards. He stumbled back and I jumped off the bed and ran for the door. I jumped towards the knob, but then I felt my leg being grabbed. My body fell back and smashed into the ground. The breath was knocked out of me, and I couldn't breath through the gasps of pain that I tried to press through my closed throat. I felt myself lifted up and thrown down. Then, a force hit me across the face, hard. I screamed out in pain and struggled against the grip pressing me down. His face entered into through my blurred vision. Every trace of pleasure was gone and his eyes cut through my exposed skin.

"I said not to move bitch!" He gobbed up something in his mouth, then spat at me. I felt the spraying liquid hit my face and cover me. I was blinded. My whole body was contracting, desperately trying to escape. But he pushed me down even further. I felt tears stream down my face and mixed with his spit. I could barely see his face.

"Stay put, or I'll really make you cry this time faggot."

All I could see was a haze of his face. I felt one of his hands let go of my arm, and then a second later felt a gut punch into my stomach that made me gag out a broken cough through my tears. Then he went down on me.

My cock was stiff and throbbing despite the torture. I felt him mouth move up and down, sending waves of arousal coursing through my body. His saliva covered my cock in a slippery goo that pressed against the rock hard skin. As he sucked me off, his hand reached up, grabbed my hard nipple and twisted it. I let out a moan of pain, which just made him twist harder. My hands were free and I wanted to push away from him but the fear of what he'd do to me froze me. The surging pleasure from me cock tore through me and I felt like I was going to burst. But then, he pulled off. I cried out, feeling all the pressure boiling but not letting out of me. He panted out hard breaths and saliva dripped from his mouth like drool. "Your turn boy," he said. He grabbed my head and pulled me up. I half fell off the bed and my knees hit the ground. He took my face in his hands and pointed it upwards at me, so I was looking straight into his eyes. "But first." His long, 7 inch un-cut cock throbbed outwards. "Say thank you."

The pain and terror blinded me and I didn't understand what he meant. He yanked my head upward towards him.

"Ungrateful pigs don't know their manners. And they get punished. Now say thank you to prove to me you aren't one."

"Thank you," I chocked out.

"Thank you MASTER," he said, and hit me across the face.

"Thank you master!" I cried, tears mixing through my normal voice.

"Good boy," he said. I felt his hand stroke my hair. "Now suck."

He pushed his dick into my face and I opened my mouth. It ended into my mouth, a hard salty throbbing god. He took his hand behind my head and force me to go back and forth and suck his cock. It tasted good in my mouth, and I felt pre-cum mix into my saliva. He moaned loudly. "Ah, fuck yeah boy!" he said gladly. His cock was as stiff as a rock. As I continue to suck, he yanked my head further and further back till I was chocking on his cock. I gagged which only make him increase his speed, throwing my head back and forth. Everything blurred except for the hard taste of his cock in my mouth. Then suddenly he pushed me back and took out his cock. He yelled out a cry of pleasure and looked at me with passion. He pushed hi hands onto my bare shoulder and pushed me down onto the cold floor. Then, he worked his tongue up and down my body. He licked my chest and bite my hard nipples. I moaned with pleasurable pain. The pleasure and pain surged through me, and I couldn't tell which was which anymore. He lifted me up in his arms and fell onto the bed. He whipped out his cock and pushed my butt cheeks apart. Then, he fucked me in the ass. I screamed out and he yelled too. I felt my own hand working my cock, with so much pushing against my body I thought I would break. He slammed his whole body into me, back and forth. Then through a sustained explosion of ecstasy, he shot out splurge of cum into my ass. I moaned and looked back at him. His face was locked in an intense display of pure euphoria and relief. He grabbed my ass and smacked it. Then, he turned me around.

"You've been a good boy," he panted out, cum stiff oozing out of his cock. Now clean up and I might let you blow your load."

Horniness blinded me and I crawled towards his cock. I grabbed it and stuck it in my mouth, moving my tongue around to lock up every last bit of his seed. He moaned one last long sigh of relief, and I fell onto my back, cock hardened and ready to explode. He pinned me down with one hand and stroked my cock in another. Every nerve on my cock stung, and all my senses concentrated on it. I felt it build and build, till finally I screamed out every part of my body stiffened. Cum spewed out from me and I felt it hit me in my face. Load after load surged out. His hand kept pumping my cock and I cried out from it.

Finally, my cum slowed to an oozing out from my hole. I collapsed, completely spent and destroyed. I lay there, panting out animalistic breaths. My body felt defeated, and I was overcome by the ecstasy. I lay there.

Then, I felt his commanding arms push me up. I sat up. He looked me in the eye, and I loved him completely. Then, he grabbed me off the bed and next to my clothes. I looked straight into his eyes, and wanted nothing more but to please him.

"Leave," he said. He walked over and opened the door to the dark outside. I moved towards the door.

"Thank you," I said, standing outside completely nude in the cold. "Thank you, master."