Gay Erotic Stories

Louis had Mystery on top of all of this. He looked like danger, power, excitement, lust, and forbidden passion all wrapped into one. I could definitely see this guy sleeping with lots of desperate housewife’s in the near future. He looked like one of those covers you would see on romance novel. I remember clearing out my mother’s old night table and finding a couple in there. She was always reading them. Little did my father know that they were some of the dirtiest porn books out there?

I sat down and read one of them. They were so erotic and graphic I could not believe that this book was in my mother’s nightstand. It was so nasty you would have thought it was ripped from the pages of a Hustler magazine. It was about this young woman who married too young and locked up in Tobacco plantation in Havana Cuba, by her husband the heir to a tobacco dynasty. He neglected he and cheated on her with other women. Two young field workers named Raul and Juan; identical twin brothers fell in love with her brought her into new heights of eroticism and lust.

Basically it was a love triangle story. She gives birth to one of the brother’s babies. The husband kills the brother. The other brother avenges his brother’s death and kills the husband. But in a last and final blow the dyeing husband strikes back and tries to kill the brother, but instead shoots his wife and kills her. So in the end the Brother Raul raises his nephew as his own. He names the baby after his brother and since the only living person who owns the plantation is a baby and the baby’s only living relative is Raul. Raul inherits the plantation and becomes a millionaire.

Louis stood there, towering above me reminded me of that story I read so many years ago. Everything about him looked like passion and danger. That combination was defiantly dangerous for any woman with a wondering eye in a committed relationship. He arranged his cock in the pouch of his underwear pulled his strong vein popping hand out from his underwear. Leaving his cock perfectly coiled into a beautiful giant budge. The white briefs made it look like a sculpted piece of marble.

He wedged his left foot in between my legs and I could feel in strong shin propped up against my crotch. He grabbed the dome of my baldhead with his strong powerful have and gripped it like a steal vice. The pressure and heat coming out from his long fingers and wide palm felt good on my naked scalp. He pushed me down further my cock and balls were sitting on the top of his size fifteen sneakers. I could feel the heat rising from them and the toes moving around inside the shoe.

My crotch was so tightly jammed it had no place to move. Then swung his right leg over my left should and placed in on my back and squeezed his legs together. His massive muscular athletic thighs clamped down on my as if they were the mighty jaws of a wild alligator, rising from the swamps of the Florida Everglades on its unwittingly prey along the banks and making it its dinner. He pushed my face into the crotch of his underwear. I could feel the swelling cock just underneath the thin fabric. The heat eradiating from his cock and balls was making my face warm and moist. He began thrusting his crotch into my face with a mild pumping action.

I breathed through my nose and I could smell him. His smell was intense I’m not sure if he sprayed cologne on his dick or not but the sent was spicy and hot. There was definitely cologne, but what ever it was mixed with his body heat and crotch sweat smelled great coming off of him.

“Start munching!” Louise hissed at me, as his accent suddenly got thicker. Something told me that he turns up the Latino heritage for the ladies all the time. Why not right? That’s what I would do if my heritage were known to be great hot sexy lovers. Instead my heritage is known for their drinking and shouting while they talked them selves into an angry bar fight with their friends.

I opened my mouth wide and I felt the shaft of his cock pop into my mouth. I began squeezing in with my lips and massaging it with my tong. I felt it growing under the soft fabric of the underwear. It was getting harder and the outline of his cock was more defined now. He tilted my head and pulled the band of his underwear down and reviled his massive eleven-inch cock.

To my surprise there were tattoos on either sides of the shaft. On either side was a drawing of two Aztec style snakes with open mouths looking like they were about to strike and devour their prey. The tattoos were so detailed and looked as if they came off of the walls of an Aztec temple. I later found out that it was a souvenir of a drunken night in Acapulco during a spring break trip.

I opened my mouth and he slammed his cock in. Louise was not one for taking things slowly. To him foreplay with a girl was the entire night. The moment he got them into the bedroom the foreplay was over. He got right down to business. He would start fucking them while the clothes were still flying off. His motto was to hit hard and hit fast and ask questions later.

His cock shot to the back of my mouth so fast it nearly sprained my tongue. My throat was so stretched out from Wayne that it had no difficulty slamming down my throat. It was long, but not as thick as Wayne’s was. It was also just as long as Tony’s, but not as thick. I still have to say that Tony’s cock was the best size and shape. I will admit that Louis did in fact perform much better than the both of them.

He was pumping his cock into my mouth like a dancer. He was putting a lot of hip action into it. He was not only giving me a dance fucking in my mouth but he was putting on a show for his buddies. He had grabbed my head with both hands by this time and was pounding my head into his crotch with every slam. You could hear the thwacking as thighs slapped my face.

He grunted and hissed as he breathed in and out. I could hear him say nasty like comments to me in Spanish. I didn’t know what he was saying, but I can tell from the tone that it was really nasty and raunchy. I had to close my eyes because he was going so fast that his pubic hairs started to jab me in the eyes. My nose was getting a beating every time it got slammed up against his crotch. It hurt so badly a few times I though it was broken.

I started to suck as he slammed his cock down my throat. He said something else in Spanish that I didn’t understand, but I could tell he approved of it. I tighten my lips and sucked as hard as I could. Again more nasty Spanish words came spitting out of his mouth. He was in fact spitting when he was talking. He got so into it and was fucking my mouth so nastily that he began to spit when he spoke. His grip on my head got even tighter. His face was all crunched up and looked so angry he looked like he was possessed by a demon. His eyes were wide and his nostrils were flaring. His long black hair was swaying back and forth like a horse’s tail as it galloped. Then I realized that he started to look like the two snakes tattooed of the cock that was at that very moment slamming its way down my stretched out sore cock hole that was once my throat.

I started to feel his cock get hotter inside my throat. Along with the heat my throat started to sting and burn. I felt his cock getting thicker and hotter then a bust of hot thick creamy man juice came gushing out from that Latin snake of his. It coated the walls of my throat and for a quick moment it actually felt soothing. But that moment faded as it started to burn. He stopped pumping his cock as it drained all of its juices down into my gapping throat. My throat felt like it was on fire as I could feel every drop of his juice dribble down my over sensitive sore throat I couple feel it pulsing in my mouth as my tongue and lips hugged it.

He slowly pulled his throbbing cock up out of my throat and it slid across my tong like a snake. My tightly pursed lips squeezed every drop of juice off of his cock, making it clean as it left my newly desolated mouth. I opened my eyes just as the meaty helmet popped out and bobbed in front of my face. Without and warning Louis’ snake made one more strike upon me. His juices spat out all over my face and stung my eyes. My face was covered with his man juice. He pushed me onto the floor and I collapsed right in front of him. I had trouble seeing anything since my eyes were temporally blinded from his cum. I could hear them laughing and high-fiving each other.

“Man you fucked it like a pro” Wayne said to Louise.

“Yeah and stretched it out like crazy. You fucking damaged it dude!” Louis said to Wayne as his accent started to fade away.

“Man I have got to get myself a Gymboy!” Wayne blurted out to his buddies.

“Man both of you put on an awesome fucking show!” Tony said to them.

Just then the famous Super Bowl music started to play. “Oh shit halftime’s over!” Wayne alerted his friends. “Damn, let me just take care of this and I’ll be right back.” Tony said to them.

Just then I felt the neck of the sweatshirt I was wearing being yanked and my chest was lifted off the floor. I still was blind and could not see a thing, but I knew I was being dragged out of the living room like a sack of garbage. I felt the rubber mats of the gym rush underneath me and tug at the clothes I was wearing. Then I felt the cold hard tiles of the new locker-room shower.

“You’re a fucking mess. You look disgusting. You’re covered with fucking cum juice. I don’t want you out there anymore tonight. You are to stay in here and wash off. Do not leave this room until I come back and do not touch the showerheads. Oh and by the way, you did well tonight. I’m proud of you! But don’t let that get to your head.” Tony said to me.

It was the first thing he said to me in weeks that was encouraging. I had his approval. I made him happy. I was welling up with joy from it. All the pain I went threw that night was now worth it.

Suddenly the showerheads burst into a loud hiss and icy water came rushing out. But it soon changed over to warm water. The water was warm. Tony was letting me have a hot shower. For the first time in three weeks I was aloud to have a warm shower and all to my self. It felt so good and rewarding.

Tony went out to the living room and left me alone in the shower. I washed the man juice out from my eyes and I could see again. The lights were off and the shower room was pitch black. It was better that way. There was something a bit magical about taking a shower in the dark. I really would recommend it if you’ve never done it. I must have been in there for over an hour in the warm water. I completely forgot about the world around me. My throat still felt all stretched out but it wasn’t as sore as it was. I knew in time it would go back to the shape it was.

Suddenly I heard the sounds of Tony, Wayne and Louis break out into cheer threw the wall. I forgot they were watching the Super Bowl. Their team must have won. Chances are they were going to go out and celebrate right after. In the past years Tony always went out and cruised the clubs after a big game. I was expecting to hear the door to the apartment open and slam shut. But instead I heard the sound of the gym room door swing open.

“Where’s that Gymboy of yours?” I heard Wayne bark out at Tony.

“Hear kitty-kitty-kitty. Come out and play with us!” I heard Louis, as his accent once again was getting thicker.

I knew the night was not over yet.

To be continued…