Gay Erotic Stories

It was an ad for some kind of sun tan lotion I never heard of. I looked closer at the guy and I realized that it was in fact Tony. He was much younger in the picture. He must have been around eight-teen in the picture. I remember him once telling me that he got a free spring break trip to Acapulco for his senior year in high school for him and his buddies because he did an ad campaign shoot. I never asked him what is. That must have been it. I thought to myself.

Next to the counter top was a three-shelf wire cabinet filled with hair products and other stuff. Hair gel and styling mouse were on the top shelf along with shampoos and conditioner. All the names were in either French or Italian. These were defiantly not products you would see in a drug store. He must have bought them from a salon. I was more of a simple guy myself. What ever was the cheapest price in Wal-mart caught my eye. On the second shelf was body were body soap and six boxes of Magnum XL condoms un-opened.

I was taken back at first at the amount he had. I never bought that many at once. I tend to go through a pack about once a year maybe two. But then again I remembered that Tony was a ladies man. I know for a fact that he must have fucked at least 3 dozen women in this bathroom since I moved in. I remember once Tony came back from a club and I was woken up by the sounds of a woman screaming here head off as he was fucking her on the bathroom tile floor. After about a month of those kinds of events I got used to it like it was nothing. Every grooming tool was in a neat little cup. Combs nail clippers, files, and razors were neatly stored in decorative cups on the counter top. Nothing touched the counter. Not even the soap.

What I found amusing was besides the stockpile of condoms on the shelf he had an old-fashioned style candy jar with a metal lid filled with the same condoms also. I looked up to the glass sliding doors to the shower and saw the outline of Tony standing in the shower with his back to me. He was letting the water cascade down his back. The steam fogged up the glass doors and plumed up over them and hung in the bathroom. His back looked monstrous to me. It was so muscular it made him look not of this Earth.

“Stop standing the fuck around and get your ass in here,” he barked at me.

I walked up to the doors and slid them opened. A cloud of hot steam hit my face and naked body. It was hot much hotter than I was used to. I stepped into the shower and closed the door behind me. Behind me was another shelf of what I thought at first were shampoos and body soaps. I took a second glance and saw that they were scented body oils and lubricants.

Tony tuned his back to me and put his arms up on the wall where the showerhead was. His hips swayed back and forth as he shifted his body weight. Hot steamy water rushed down his muscular back like a waterfall. His skin was turning red from the hot water. It looked painful but it didn’t faze him on bit. His skin looked so smooth and shiny under the water. He reached down and picked up a large body sponge and a bottle of body soap and handed it to me. “Wash my back!” he commanded me.

I took it from his hand and opened the cap of soap and squeezed some on the sponge. I squeezed the sponge a few times and it lathered up with suds. I reached over and pressed the sponge on the middle of his back and soapsuds ran down his back I watch it run down his muscular back like it was trailing down a tiny stream. The bubbles fell through the grooves of his muscles and down threw the crack of his perfectly sculpted ass. For a second they vanished from sight, but then I saw them again slide down his muscular right leg and then drape around his calf muscle and then down his foot. It finished its journey down his magnificent body and coast into the tub and down the drain and out of sight. I continued to rub his back with the sponge and more soapsuds made the same journey. His back was so hard and massive. It felt smooth and rubbery under the hot water. “Put some fucking muscle into it! Wash my back harder! That’s the only way to get it really clean” He shouted at me from behind the water spray.

I pressed harder and even rubbed the soap into his skin with my other hand. My fingers glided them self’s threw the muscle grooves. His skin was so smooth and his muscles were so hard. Even after all the things he had done to me I still could not believe I was there washing and bathing him. I felt so honored to be doing that for him. I started to wash his ass. It was so hard and muscular. It really felt like there was a chiseled piece of marble under that soft skin of his. I boldly brushed my fingers through the crack of his ass and he clapped down on them like a bear trap. His cheeks were so strong they took hold of my fingers and held them in place. Even with the soap and water making them slippery I could not pull them from the vice like grip his ass had on me.

“You like that? I got a strong fucking ass don’t I” Tony said as he turned around and grinned at me.

I nodded my head yes and he loosed his grip on my fingers. I wanted to feel more of his power. I wanted to have him squeeze even harder. But I was there for him. I was to do only what he wanted to do.

“Wash my fucking legs” he said to me as he tiled his head back and doused his face with fresh hot water. I crouched down and straddled around his thick meaty muscular legs. His butt was just above my head. I squeezed some more liquid soap onto the sponge and lathered it up. I rubbed his leg and I could not believe how hard his legs were. I leaned forward and without thinking about it I found myself kissing his leg muscles.

“Oh yeah kiss that leg you fucking slut. You know you like it,” Tony said in a deep voice. Tony flexed his leg muscle and it drove me freaking nuts. The movement of his legs exhilarated my entire being. It truly felt like I was in the presents of male perfection and no other man will ever measure up to his quality. I remember when I was little my parents hired a guy to play He-Man at my 8th birthday party. I remembered idolizing him and hanging off his arms. He was strong and powerful. I was totally mesmerized and nothing else mattered to me--just being around him made me feel completely safe. That was how I felt that moment I was in the shower with Tony.

He let me wash every inch of his body. He flexed his pecks as I scrubbed his nipples every inch of his magnificent god like body. I cleaned his cock last. My tong liked just about every inch of his body. I drank the water that pored off his body. When I was done he was absolutely cleaned. He then grabbed my by my hair and held me down in front of him. He grabbed his cock and pointed it right at me. I looked up at him and he looked mean.

He even looked hotter when he was angry. His eyes had this wild look in them. Then suddenly a jet stream of warm pungent smelling piss hit me in the face. It was hitting me in the face hard and it stung my eyes. It ran down my body and covered me. It was bright yellow as glowed in the light. Tony swung opened the door and stepped out and onto the bath matt. The water dripped off of him. I wanted to catch every last drop. I laid there in the tub and looked up at his towering figure and admired him. He looked down at me and took a sniff. He reached over and turned off the hot water and let icy cold water drench me and chill me to the bone.

“You fucking stink like a urinal! Wash up! Don’t use the hot water! You’re not worth it,” he said, as he looked at himself in the mirror and touched his pecks and abs. the cold water made me shiver. My teeth chattered as I rubbed the freezing water all over me and washed all the piss off of my body.

“Damn you did a good job scrubbing me down. I really feel clean. I look fucking good and sexy. You cleaned me better than some bitches cleaned me.” Tony said to me He opened the door and walked out of the bathroom and went into his bedroom.

“You’re done! Now shut the water off and come in here!” he shouted . I turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. I walked into his room and he was getting dressed. I stood in his doorway stark naked and watched him get dressed. He first slipped on a bright red jockstrap that looked good on his clean skin. Then a pair of black boxer briefs. His butt looked great in them. Then a pair of blue jeans that was really tight on him and road up the crack of his muscular butt cheeks. Then he threw on a tight yellow tank top.

“Damn I am way too sexy for my own good!” he said as he looked at himself in the full body mirror.

Tony went over to his dirty laundry hamper and pulled out a dirty t-shirt and sweat tossed them to me. I caught them and they stunk of his body sweat.

“From now on when people come over or I want you to do something outside of the apartment you are to wear my dirty laundry. You don’t have any clothes of your own anymore. I threw out your clothes when you were sleeping last night.”

I put the clothes on and even though they stunk, they smelled of Tony and that made me feel comfortable. Just knowing that his skin had touched these clothes made me feel good.

“I’m going out for a whil,e but when I get home this place better be fucking spotless. I’m coming back here in less than an hour with some people that are going to install my gym. These people work with me. I left a list of things you have to do on my dresser.” Tony said as he gave himself one more look over to make sure everything on him was perfect.

After Tony left I read the list on the dresser. I just could not believe the amount of work he wanted me to do on this list.

To Do: 1. Make my bed and clean the floor up. 2. Dump the trash cans 3. Clean all the windows and make them spotless 4. Vacuum all the floors. 5. Clean my bathroom and wipe up all water droppings

Once you do these things and I approve I will allow you to eat today. I’m going to ring the doorbell when I get back. When I do that, I want to hide in my closet and not come out until I let you out.

I looked at the clock and I had now less then 29 minutes. I quickly ran to the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of glass cleaner and a load of paper towels and cleaned every window in the place. I then unloaded every trashcan into a garbage bag. I picked up the can in Tony’s room first and dumped it in. two giant sized condoms had dried and stuck to the bottom of the basket. I quickly peeled them off and threw them into the bag. I ran threw the place like a whirlwind with the vacuum cleaner and got every bit of lint off the carpets.

Finally I made Tony’s bed just in time to hear the doorbell ring. I ran into his closet and shut the door. I heard a click and I looked down at the door handle. There was a lock on it and I just locked myself in the closet. I could not believe I did that. I could see Tony’s bedroom through the slats in the door.

The front door opened and I heard Tony come in. “Just a sec guys I got to check on something first,” Tony said as he came through the door.

I heard him walk through the apartment and then he walked right up to the closet door and looked right at me.

“Good you did what you were told. Now stay the fuck in there and don’t make a fucking sound or so help me…” he hissed at me.

He walked away and I slowly sat on the floor. I heard the sounds of some other guys bringing heavy things into the apartment. I heard hammering and drilling into the walls of the new gym room. I heard lots of slamming and banging coming from that room for hours. I leaned back and rested along side the wall of the closet. Hours went by and the whole day was gone. Finally the sound of hammering and banging stopped. They guys that came with Tony left and now all I could hear was him walking around inside my old room.

The door to the closet swung opened and Tony stood towering above me wearing nothing at all. He looked like a giant to me. “Get the fuck up off that floor!” he barked at me.

I stood up and I was sitting so long in the same position that my legs fell asleep. Tony grabbed me by the back of my neck and held onto me with his vice like grip. He led me into the kitchen where there was an old plastic cup saved from a fast food taco joint from a couple of weeks ago. There was a thick white looking substance in the cup.

“There I was nice enough to make you diner. I want you to stand right there over the sink and drink it all down. I don’t want to see anything in that cup left.” He growled at me.

I walked over to the cup and picked it up. I put it to my lips and it was thick to the touch but it had no smell or taste. It was nothing but pure whey protein powder mix. I saw little chunks of vitamins floating in it. It was so thick but the high level of protein tasted like Tony’s man juice in a way. He always drank these things sometimes he would go for days on these things. I never told him but I called them Slave Shakes. I finished up the shake and drank every little bit of the cold concoction. I washed out the cup and dried it off and put it back in the cupboard.

“How was it?” he asked me.

“Had no taste.” I replied as I swallowed down the rest of the thick chalky aftertaste left in my mouth. I hardly had a voice and my throat was still sore from the night before. “Well get used to them. For now on that is the only food you are going to get besides my juice. Now come see my new gym!” he ordered me.

We walked over to where my bedroom used to be and I walked inside. It was amazing. Every wall was covered in floor to ceiling mirrors. Thick blue rubber mats covered the floor. A flat screen TV was mounted up on the wall. There was a Nautilus workout machine, a jogging machine, those new high tech space saving dumb bells, Track lighting and even a water cooler. This was the coolest looking home gym I had ever seen.

“Take those fucking clothes off I’m going to workout now in my new gym.” he ordered.

I stripped down to nothing and put the clothes in the corner out of the way. Tony hoisted me up over his shoulders and started to lift me up like dumb bells. He did arm curls with me, bench presses, lunges, squats, he even made me sit on his back while he did push ups. For an entire hour he used me as workout equipment.

When he was done he walked over to the mirror and looked at himself and started to touch himself all over. “I am just to damn sexy! I fuck girls and they want more. They just never get enough of me. It’s a fucking curse.” He said out loud to himself while he started to stroke his hardening cock.

He looked at me in the mirror and smiled. “I’m getting horny. I can’t go out there tonight with this loaded weapon. I could kill a girl. Go lay on my bed,” he ordered me. I quickly got up and went into his bedroom. He followed me into his room. His cock was raging hard now. He told me to lie on my back with my head hanging over the side. He went over to his nightstand and pulled out a Penthouse magazine. He opened the centerfold and placed it on my chest. Then he straddled himself over my head with his raging rock hard, thick cock bobbing in my face.

His giant ball sack swung back and forth between his massive muscular thighs. His body heat was strong and I could smell the pungent workout sweat from his body. He bent his knees and pressed his cock up to the lips of my mouth and shoved it in; but this time he didn’t shove it in like he did the last few times. This time it was a strong jolting thrust. He slammed it into my mouth.

I didn’t gag this time, but my throat was still tight. He was fucking my mouth like it was some cheap slut’s pussy. He fucked my mouth like a piston going faster and faster. Me throat was swelling up and my eyes began to water. His balls were slamming into my eyes hard. He was grunting and shouting. My throat was so tight I could feel my heart pulsing in my neck.

He started to curse at me and call me names like slut, bitch and whore. The headboard was knocking away at the wall like a jackhammer. I could feel his cock getting harder and hotter. It was even getting thicker as it stretched out my throat. He was giving me an angry fucking and he was doing a maintenance fucking this time. That’s when you have a quick fuck to take the edge off of things before you go out and look for someone to give the real fucking to. I have heard it been called a pre-fuck before.

Suddenly Tony left out a giant roar like a monstrous beast from a deep and dark cave. He slammed his cock into me so hard he nearly gave me whiplash and a broken nose. My throat filled with hot juicy cum. The taste shot down through my mouth like a lighting bolt. It tasted stronger this time. It somehow tasted manlier this time, almost addictive. It made me feel euphoric.

The cum juice filled my throat then shot down into my belly. I wanted more and I sucked his cock so damn hard it made him moan and I got dizzy. He pulled out and I sucked it back down, but he was too strong for me and he pulled it out and I let out a giant gasp. I didn’t realize that I needed air I caught my breath and blacked out.

When I came too, Tony was cleaned and dressed in his best club clothes. I sat up and got off of his bed and smoothed out the wrinkles in the bedding.

“That was really good. It took the edge right off of me. I’ve been thinking and I have decided that from now on. You don’t have a name. Just a title, Gym boy! I want you to shower up and go sleep in the gym room tonight. I’m going to bring a chick home this evening.” he said as he shifted his crotch from side to side.

Tony left the apartment and I went into the bathroom and took a cold shower. My throat was so sore and felt like it was on fire. It hurt to breathe. I tried so hard not to cough but every so often I let one out. I was wheezing and I lost my voice. I could feel my throat was wider than normal. I could still feel his cock in my throat. It was like and echo effect. His taste was not leaving my mouth. It was getting stronger and I liked it. I looked in the mirror and my neck looked thicker and swollen. It was even a little bit redder than normal. My eyes were red and still watery.

I finished showering up and I walked into the gym room and curled up in the corner. Tony tired me out and I quickly fell asleep. Tony gave me such a throat ripping that tired me out. Around three o’clock in the morning I heard the front door open and I heard Tony mumbling something to someone. I then heard the giggling of a woman. Less then a minute later I they were in his bedroom and I heard her starting to moan. Then Tony started grunting. She was moaning louder. Then his thwacking got louder and faster. The headboard started slamming on the wall like a jackhammer.

I got up from the floor and walked out into the hallway. His door was cracked open and I could see Tony on top of her. Her legs were spread wide apart. His butt was thumping on her like a piston. Her tits were bobbing up and down. His back looked ripped and he looked like a wild beast. He was stabbing her pussy with his rock hard cock. It was like a live porno shoot. She was a hot, big-titted blond. He must have met her in the gym.

As I stood in the doorway and became a voyeur I started to get a hard on watching the two of them have sex. Without realizing it I started to jerk off while I watched them. I didn’t realize it till then, but I hadn’t jerked off in the past few days. Within seconds my cock was gaining pressure and felt tighter. There was an eruption and my hand was covered with my juice. I buckled at the knees and nearly fell on the floor.

I sat down and looked at the juice all over my hands. I thought to myself and wondered what I tasted like. I put my hand up to my lips and I tasted myself. I didn’t taste as good as Tony, but it wasn’t bad. Then again I have been on Tony’s diet for the past few days. I finished licking my fingers and looked up at Tony as he gave this one nightstand slut her final bang and he whipped it out and sprayed her like a can of silly string. Her face was covered in his milky white creamy juice. When he was done it was almost five AM in the morning. He rolled off of her and caught his breath.

“Okay, I need to get some sleep. I have a big day ahead of me.” Tony said as he started to push her out of the bed.

I quickly scurried into the gym room and out of sight. She quickly got dressed and walked out of his room stumbling over her own feet. I wasn’t sure if she was drunk or just sore from the slamming she just got. She walked out of the apartment and it was silent again. “I know you were watching. Get in here!” Tony roared at me.

I got up and walked into his room. He was lying on his bed stark naked. His back was so pumped with muscles and his butt looked so tight. The moonlight made him look even stronger and like a work of art.

“Grab that bottle of lotion and give me a backrub.” Tony said as he hugged the pillow.

I went over to the dresser and picked up the bottle of lotion and rubbed some into my hands. I walked over to him and started to rub his herculean shoulders. He moaned in approval.

“Damn that feels so good. You know what I think I am still a bit horny. Maybe I shouldn’t have sent her away just yet,” he said in a raspy moaning voice.

Something deep inside me told me that something was about to happen.

To be continued...