Gay Erotic Stories

I'd never been with a sailor before and certainly not one in his early forties but I was a broke 24 year old who had just lost his job and the guy had offered me fifty quid for a bit of gay fun. I thought he'd only want me to suck him off and that was no big deal and I could spit his cum out anyway. He'd picked me up outside a gay pub in Portsmouth where I was busking with a guitar and singing and I really couldn't sing, which he pointed out to me straight away. "You can't sing but I bet you have other talents" he said with a wink. He told me he was in the merchant navy and had just docked after some time at sea and of course he was eager to get some action. "Look mate" he said "I'll give you fifty quid if you come back to my digs with me." I didn't need to think too hard and moments later I was strolling by his side on the way to his digs. As soon as we were in the door he pulled me against him and started kissing me, his tongue whipping around my mouth like crazy. I gripped his waist and he grabbed my arse and pulled me even closer. I could feel his cock pressing against me, stiff and eager. "On your knees lad" he said "I need your hot fucking mouth". He pushed me down and whipped his prick out his pants. It was pretty big and pretty anxious, the knob head purple and plump and ready for some slobber. I took his cock in my mouth and started to suck. We were barely in the room but he was so fucking randy and ready for my mouth so I just gave him a really good sucking. I pulled his hot nuts out of his pants and jiggled them in my hand as I got most of his dick down my throat. "That's hot lad" he said "fucking hot. Now look up at me while you suck my cock". I did as he said and looked up at his face, he wasn't a bad looker at all. His eyes were grey green and twinkly and he had a trim beard and moustache which turned me on. He put me in mind of an uncle I had always fancied so it was a double turn on. "I'm gonna shoot mate" he said "are you gonna take it?" It was too late for me to answer as his horny cock started to jump in my mouth and spurt five streams of hot cum down my throat. I started sucking harder as the cream was pretty tasty . I really jostled his hairy balls until they could give me no more. I thought my job was done but he had other things in mind. He did his pants up and asked me if I wanted a whiskey or something to swill down his cum. I said I was meeting some mates later so couldn't stay too long though he thrust a whiskey in may hand anyway. "Look" he said " I like you mate......how about you stay this evening with me and I'll up the fifty quid to a hundred". I asked what he wanted me to do to get that sort of money and he said he'd like to suck and fuck me. I dithered a bit . I'd only been fucked once and that was by a little dicked guy and even that fucker hurt. Old sailor boy had a much larger stiffer prick but the thought of it shagging me turned me on. "I'll have to ring my mates and tell them I'll see them some other time" I said making up my mind to stay. He smiled, the sight of his dimples making my cock twitch. "Good" he said "I'll put some gay porn on and we can watch that a while until my balls are re-loaded". We sat on the couch together and he put on some really filthy hot gay porn. Two guys were spit roasting another whilst a third man was deep throating the guy being fucked. As with all gay films the guys were hung like fucking donkeys and were able to maintain a fuck rhythm for fucking ages. Clever editing made it look like it was all one long fuck . My dick was rock hard and straining against my pants. The sailor man who's name I discovered was Ken placed his hand on my bulge and gave it a squeeze. "Feels pretty nice mate" he said slipping down my zipper. I just let him do what he wanted. With my cock out and in his hand he began slowly wanking me to ultimate stiffness. His head came down on my lap and he swallowed my knob, the bristles of his moustache and beard sending spasms of lust through me. He swallowed me down until his mouth was nestled into my trousers. After a session of head bobs he yanked down my trousers and pants and pulled off my sweatshirt. He told me I had a nice body and a really nice cock. The workings of his mouth and tongue verified that fact and I felt my heart beating like a fucking sledgehammer. He brushed his beard along my shaft and then rubbed it all over my knob. The feeling was fantastic. His hand cupped my balls and his beard did another tour of my dick before his mouth clamped shut around my knob. He wanked the shaft and squeezed it every few seconds and when I said I was about to cum he shoved a finger up my arse and that was enough to send my spunk flying. The sight of my prick unloading strands of spunk across his bristly beard made me shoot even more and by the time I was done his beard and moustache were coated with cum. I had to kiss that cummy mouth so I pulled him towards me and we kissed our tongues searching for the sweet sperm. I was really enjoying the session with Ken, he was a guy who knew exactly what he wanted and didn't fanny about. We spent the next hour or so just lazing about, drinking beer and watching more of Ken's porn collection. He told me tales of his life at sea and of the many encounters he had been fortunate to have whilst travelling the world. His tales were prick rising and some of them unbelievable. He'd been bang-ganged in Bangkok when he was in his twenties, double fucked by two of his ship mates and had served his first years at sea being fucked by the captain every night. He said it was commonplace at sea to have to suck off those in higher ranking positions and he recalled the time he sucked off and swallowed about twelve guys one after another. His exploits seemed to arouse him too and between the tales he rubbed his cock and mine and kept the atmosphere charged with testosterone. "Look" he said "I'm stiff as a poker now so I think I better fuck you before this bad boy gets limp". The easy way in which he talked to me made me feel totally relaxed and I had no fear of his prick now even though it was a bit of a monster. I took hold of it and could barely get my fingers around it. It was spongy and hot and it throbbed so gently in my hand. The huge knob head oozed pre-cum, it's tip shiny with the stuff as it trickled down. Ken slid a saliva dripping finger into my tight hairy puckered hole, I spread my legs for easier access. His finger felt nice working in deep and when he touched that very special spot I almost leapt off the settee. "Do you want some poppers mate?" he asked "I've a draw full of fresh bottles." Did I like poppers? Silly question really as I'd almost been weaned on them. He gave me a choice of all the assorted bottles and I picked a brand I'd never tried before which Ken recommended as a real head spinner. He said he wanted to fuck me on the settee rather than the bed and he asked me to sit on the edge of it and to bring my legs up so that my arsehole was at his mercy. He gave me the poppers and also got himself a bottle of the same brand. "Sniff them carefully" he said "they'll loosen up your hole for me." Ken took a sniff of his bottle and then got down to my hole and licked it. His tongue felt good lapping at the tight entrance and when he wriggled it in a bit I gripped his head and held it fast to my manhole. His hot tongue probed my sensitive arse with expert precision and I was now longing for his cock to replace it. Now Ken looked pretty damn hot on his knees before me, sniffing his bottle, his firm pecs covered in a mass of hair and his beard matted with the spunk shot there earlier. "Go on" he said "sniff the poppers, they are really good". Stupidly I sniffed hard at the bottle which was my usual method and for a moment I felt nothing then suddenly as Ken was working two fingers into me arse I got the buzz. My heart thudded loudly but felt like it was in the depths of my head and my eyes swam into double vision. Before me was two Ken's waving magnificent two cocks and my hole was opening wide. The tip of his prick was hot and wet with lube as it tried to get through my tight sphincter. I pulled my legs wider and still reeling from the poppers told him to just ram his cock in me. He thrust hard with his hips and the fucking raw length of his cock disappeared up my burning arse. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I was in deep cock lust. I pulled him into me by holding his waist and took his prick with a gasp . His cock filled my arsehole and it felt fucking mind blowing. "Fuck me Ken" I begged "fuck my guts out". He started the fuck with long deep thrusts that took my breath with every fucking lunge. I grabbed his firm bum cheeks and worked with him. It was power fucking at it's best, long hard determined strokes like a mechanical robot . His hot shaft tore into my hole so fucking deep I thought his balls were going to get in me too. They slapped hard against my arse, hairy delicious nuts hitting my bum like a game of squash. I was moaning softly as the cock did it's best to split me fucking open. "Do you like it mate?" he asked through erratic breaths "do you like my big cock in there deep?" I couldn't answer, all I could do was moan louder and nod my head. Like it? I was fucking loving it. I grabbed the bottle of poppers again and took another hefty sniff that immediately sent me reeling. His cock was mine it belonged to me and I had to have it even deeper. I yanked at his bum cheeks again and pulled him in as deep as possible. His knob was buried deep in me somewhere, somewhere where the only reason to live was to fuck. I grabbed my cock and wanked it hard, my head a whirlwind of rampant cock and cum lust. "Do you want me to stop?" said Ken holding a thrust halfway out of my hole. "Fuck no!" I replied "batter my fucking arsehole and make the fucker burn". He started fucking again only this time much faster. "Do you like it fast?" he said "can you feel my shaft wrecking your arse?" "Oh! Yes....Yes...........don't stop until you've coated my innards with cum". I could feel his cock now, jerking inside me and knew that he was emptying his swinging balls into me. he rammed the cock deep and held it there as he sluiced a bucket load of jizz in my guts". I pulled him to me to kiss him as he jerked the load deep. He grabbed my cock and started wanking it to a shattering climax. I was almost crying with pure ecstasy as my sperm flew from my knob. Ken flopped on top of me panting hard and taking my last spurts up his hairy chest. Both drained and tired we rolled apart slightly and slept like two babies. It was one of those unforgettable fucks with an unforgettable man who's rampant dick served me well whenever he was ashore.

THE END by Prikz c 2013 .