Gay Erotic Stories

As I sunk my pink fleshy lips on to Wayne’s Wang, sorry I just had to say that, I intently tasted his saltiness envelope my tongue. His head was firm and soft at the same time. The beat of his heartbeat from his cock head tickled my lips. My tongue rubbed his head and got every bit of salty sweat off it. Pretty soon I could taste his meaty fleshy extra large pussy penetrator. I decided that I was going to give him the blowjob of a lifetime and maybe these guys might end up getting Indentured servants of their own.

I thought of how many white girls this giant ebony muscle stud might have slammed and rammed in his time. I pictured some hot young blond with big tits on her back with this big bad black bull pounding her till she was broken.

“Oh shit man! I can’t believe I’m doing this” Wayne blurted out.

“You have to deep throat, It does the best I ever had” Tony blurted back.

“Shit I could never get a bitch to give me a good deep throat. They always get my shit stuck up in their mouth.” Wayne said as I started to suck push his cock further to the back of my mouth.

Now after three weeks of sucking Tony’s giant tube steak, I can say that I had become a veteran of the task at hand. I could even see what Wayne’s problem was. It wasn’t that he was too big. I have seen videos online where girls swallowed two-foot dildos with no problem. No, his problem is that he is too thick. His cock was doing something a little bit different than was Tony’s cock does. Wayne’s cock was getting thicker and it was getting thick fast. I knew for Tony I had to work fast. I could not let this minor thing make him look bad. I was going to show Wayne and Louis that a guy can suck cock better than any woman can. I had I wide jawbone most women have narrow jawbones so I knew I could do this. Another thing I trained myself to do was to hold my breath for much longer. I was able to hold it just over three minutes by this time.

“Well we’ll going to have to fix that. Gymboy I want you to show Wayne how good you are at deep throating” Tony barked at me.

Little did he know I was way ahead of him on this one; I loved it when Tony barked orders at me. He remained me of a classic drill sergeant I saw in the movies. If Tony were real drill sergeant I would be making little goofs all the time to get him to bark at me.

Wayne was getting thicker and if I waited any longer he would be too thick even to fit in my mouth. I quickly built up the saliva in my mouth and I grabbed his hips. I could not believe how solid they were. He was as muscular as a young thoroughbred racing horse. I lined up my head and my throat to make it as straight as possible. His giant mushroom top shaped head was swelling up in my mouth. I inhaled all the air I could take in and counted to three in my head.

One, I opened my eyes wide and saw that he flipped the front of his shirt up behind his head. He knew that this could get messy. Plus I got to see his chest all tensed up. His skin was so nice and black and his muscles were so flexed and tight it looked like the body armor from the first batman movie.

Two, I looked down the bridge of my nose and saw his massive shaft. It was like looking down the barrel of a twelve-gauge shotgun that was shoved in my mouth. I relaxed my throat as much as I could and cleared my head of all thoughts. I was ready now.

Three, I lunged down onto his cock as fast as I could before the experience made him excited and he swelled up any faster. I could feel his meaty cock helmet getting bigger as I shoved it down past the uvula in the back of my mouth. I could feel the walls getting stretched to their limits and then some.

My jaw was starting to hurt as he started to swell up. My tongue was pinned to the bottom of my mouth and unable to even wiggle around. Whatever gag reflexes I had left were fighting to push him back out. I wasn’t going to let it win. I was now able to reach behind him and grab his ass for more support. His ass was so hard and muscular in my hands. Black bodybuilding men always have the best butts on any. I think God created the sexes and the races he left the black man last only because he wanted to save the best for last and not make any mistakes on their bodies.

I could feel that I got have of his cock down my throat. I found it hard to breathe. My head was pounding from the pressure. My eyes were weeping with water and stinging. My ears were ringing from the pressure my head was going threw. Every inch of my throat had a sharp splitting pain. I was pushing myself down as hard as I could when suddenly I felt a set of large strong hands clamp down on the sides of my head and push me with all his might. I knew those hands, those where Tony, my Master’s hands. He was helping me out.

Then another set of hands came up and under my arms they where Wayne’s pulling me closer to him. I felt another hand on my back and another on the top of my head. It could only be Louis. This became a team effort. I was pushed so hard down on to Wayne’s cock that I felt a gush of trapped air forced into my stomach and make my belly swell up. My nose hit his crotch with a thump. I felt his cock swell up so much my entire throat was tight. My throat was going into convulsions, which only made it worse because the sensation made Wayne even more excited and swell up even more. I had to calm myself down.

A few seconds later the convulsions stopped and I was able to think clearly again. The pain from the stretching was numbing up now and it didn’t sting anymore. It still hurt but the sting was gone. I was gaining control of my body again. What seemed like hours of this ordeal was not even thirty seconds. I could even tighten my throat at my own will now. I was amazed on how much new control I had over my body.

I started to pull and push myself back down onto his cock. I could feel the helmet sliding up and down my gullet like a steam-powered piston on a train. Slow at first but then faster and faster. The edges of his helmet tickled my throat. My throat became so slippery I could move up and down with now problem. I was even able exhale and it made a vibration as the air bubbled its way along side his monster thunder beast of a cock. “God damn! This is the best fuckin’ blowjob I have ever gotten. You know I am going to have to borrow your Gymboy from time to time.” Wayne said to Tony as he spread his legs wider.

“Any time bro! Just as long as I can tap your girl’s ass every now and then.” Tony said as he let go of my head and went back to his chair to watch the show I was putting on.

“Hell you can tap my girl any time you want. She can’t and won’t even give me head because my cock is too big.” Wayne said to Tony as he grabbed my neck and squeezed down just a bit to enhance the sensation.

By the end of the second minute Wayne and I became in sync with each other. I was pushing down just as he was thrusting up with those muscular hips of his. Tony realized that no one was even watching the half-time show anymore. There was something much more fun going on right in the living room.

He turned on the video player and played his latest home made porno of him fucking the sin out of two hot blonde strippers with big tits he met a few days ago. He was pumping gas into his mustang at a gas station and they were filling up at the pump right behind him. Well they got to talk and a short time later they were all back at his place pumping each other. Later that night he was put on the VIP list of a strip club and he got a free hour-long lap dance with them and three other strippers in the Champaign room. Now he doesn’t talk that much about his sexual adventures only because he is a man of action and not words. That’s why he likes to videotape himself all the time.

The porno was just what Wayne needed to push him over the edge. His breathing got heavy and loud like a bull just before it is about to charge. His body was getting hotter and his cock started to feel like and iron rod getting hotter. It got so hot it felt like it was burning up. The gurgling sounds and the women moaning on the screen were getting him worked up. He started shouting at me random dirty words like slut, whore, bitch, white boy, cracker and some others I could not hear that well.

He started to slam his cock down my throat harder and harder. He was falling into a testosterone-enraged trance. Tony thought that Wayne was going to kill me with the way he was pumping his cock into my throat, which Wayne started to call my cock hole. He was fucking me angry. Whatever stress he had built up inside him was getting channeled out now.

“You like this big black cock slamming you hard you fucking bitch. Take it you fucking worthless slut. When I’m done with you you’re going t be nothing more then another stretched out white ho.” Wayne hissed and growled at me as I lost total control of that act and he took over.

Louis was at the edge of his seat and memorized. He started to chime in and cheer Wayne on like he was a quarterback running to the end zone trying to make the winning touchdown. “Go, Go, Go, Faster, Harder, Slam that cock down its throat!” he chanted over and over again. He got so caught up and excited that he forgot to speak English half the time. So it became a mixture of English and Spanish.

Just as I started to get dizzy from the lack of oxygen it happened. Wayne let out a loud wild grunting shout like a lion and a bull combined. A gush of hot thick milky white cum shot down my throat with such great force that is swelled up my belly like a filled beer bong. He grabbed the sides of my head so hard that my ear rang. Five hot thick loads of man juice show down into my gut like a rocket.

His cock was so thick and fat I could not even taste his juice. Wayne started to rip his cock out of my throat. It had swelled up so much in my throat that now he was having trouble getting it out. The suction alone made it hard to pull it out. As he pulled harder it felt like my insides were crushing in on me. Suddenly his tennis ball size meat helmet popped out of my mouth like a cork out of a champagne bottle. With a loud pop his cock returned to the outside world again. It was still hard as a rock and juice was still dribbling out of the head. It swayed back and forth as if it was waving good-bye to me.

I felt a welling wrenching in my throat. It was just too much juice for me to handle at once. Wayne quickly grabbed my hand and clutched it over my mouth. He spun me around and held me in his gun like arms and held me tight. With his hand over my hand that was covering my mouth.

“Don’t you mother fucking dare spit it out. You swallow that now, boy!” he hissed into my ear.

I finally gained control again and my stomach settled down. I could now taste his juice. It was salty and tasted something like powdered cheddar cheese. It was the same taste as a cheesy puff.

Tony walked over and gave me a cup of water. It was room temperature tap water and it was in the old plastic fast-food taco cup I had my slave shakes in. the cup was dirty but I didn’t care I was so thirsty I would of drank water out of a toilet bowl. Tony padded me on the back and told me I did a good job. His approval was reward enough for me.

Wayne thanked me and told me that women always had trouble getting him off because he hurt them too much they usually can’t finish and that he get so tired jacking off he hardly ever came. He told me the last time he came was three months ago.

I finally caught my breath and I sat down on the floor. My head was still spinning when I heard the sound of metal clanging above my head; then heard a zipper opening up slowly. I looked up and saw Louis standing over me. His long, dark, greasy hair was undone and hanging down covering the sides of his face. He was looking down at me with a slimy smirk on his face. His shirt was off and folded up neatly and draped over the couch behind him. His arms were even more muscular than I thought they were.

He had a swimmer’s body, but the arms of a gymnast. They were just as thick and muscular as Tony’s legs. I remembered once Tony told me he had a friend who was an Olympic gymnast. At that moment I realized that it was in fact Louis. His heavy belt buckle swung to the side and it pulled the flap of his jeans open and reviled a huge white bulge poking out over the zipper. I took another gulp of aftertaste of Wayne and looked up at Louis.

“Ahora es mi perra de la vuelta” Louis said to me with a sleazy sexy tone.

“I’m sorry sir. Please forgive me but I don’t speak Spanish” I replied. . “He said, now it's his turn Bitch! What did I say about asking questions?” Tony barked at me as he gave me an angry glare and turned his hands into two big meaty fists. Louis reached into his clean white boxer brief underwear and fished around for his stiffening cock. I stood on my knees and put my mouth at waist level. He grabbed my shaven baldhead and held it tight with a firm strong grip. It hurt my scalp but I liked the feeling of his strength. I obediently opened my mouth and waited for him to pull out his manhood and present it to me.

To be continued…