Gay Erotic Stories

This past Hallowe’en was the best ever. Sam had decided to hold a Boys’ Night after the kids were done trick or treating. I offered to lend a hand getting things set up if he wanted. He gladly accepted my offer and we made arrangements for us to have a quick dinner before everyone else came over.

The night arrived and we got things set up in the living room as well as out on the patio by the hot tub in almost no time. Sam went all out with decorations turning his place into a bit of a dark and spooky dungeon. He had a large pan of dry ice that he set in a cauldron of water for a special effect along with some spooky lighting and sound effects.

On one table, we put out a bunch of different masks as well as small bottles of lube and some poppers. The treats for the men coming over later. Out on the patio, hanging from the rafters of the pergola, was a sling. In the garage were real shackles and other assorted bondage devises and sex toys. More lube and poppers were scattered about as well.

Once everything was ready, Sam sent me out to the hot tub as he dealt with the last of the kids. As I went out the patio door, Sam handed me a mask from the table and told me to get into my ‘costume’ as the other party-goers would be arriving soon enough.

Outside, I put on the mask then stripped out of my clothes. Once I lowered my body into the hot rolling waters, I leaned my head back against the side of the tub and closed my eyes. After a few minutes I felt a pair of hands begin to knead the muscles of my shoulders and neck. I opened my eyes and looked back to see Carl standing outside the hot tub wearing nothing but one of the masks.

Carl said he had come with his father, Andy and their friend Alan. His brother Terry would arrive later along with a couple of his friends from work. I climbed out of the hot tub and Carl helped me to dry off, paying a lot of attention to my crotch and my ass. After some deep wet kisses, we went back into the house.

Cliff was on his knees in the middle of living room, dry ice mist swirling around him. Sam was holding Cliff by the wrists, his arms above his head as Alan slid the majority of his massive cock down Cliff’s throat. The mists shifted and I saw Andy laying prone on the floor sucking Cliff’s cock.

A knock came at the front door and when I looked around the corner, I saw a handsome young man dressed in a Superman costume. Carl introduced him as Steve, one of Terry’s co-workers. Steve appeared very well suited to his costume, filling it out almost as well as the ‘real’ Superman. He looked to be especially suited in the groin with a long thick snake climbing from his crotch and crawling across his hip. Steve wore a shiny red speedo over a pair of bright blue tights, a look that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Where his cock slipped out of the speedo and continued under the blue tights, the bulbous head leaked precum leaving a shiny dark spot.

When Steve stepped into the living room, Sam glanced over and immediately told Steve that he was overdressed. All that was allowed for a costume was one of the masks on the table by the door. Steve began to pull off his costume revealing a nicely tanned and exceedingly well muscled body. As he pulled down the speedo and tights, his thick snake leapt out and drooled a long clear string of dick sap. Carl bent forward at the waist and lapped at Steve’s cock, taking in the pearly liquid. “Mmmm. Best dick sap around.” Carl declared. Staring at Steve’s thick meat, I handed him one of the masks to put on.

Terry walked in a few minutes later trailed by a short skinny kid named Patrick. Both were in superhero Halloween costumes. Terry was dressed as the Flash and Patrick, standing about five foot four inches tall, was Robin. The only thing out of place with Patrick’s costume was a thick dark moustache and goatee. Terry immediately began pulling off his spandex costume. When he was naked, Terry grabbed a mask from the table. As he slipped the mask on, he looked over at Patrick and watched him slowly remove his costume. As he bent over to lay it all in a neat pile on the hallway floor, Terry stepped behind him and pressed his thickening cock against Patrick’s round bubble butt. Terry had to bend slightly at the knees to get to the height of Patrick’s ass but in doing so, he got further under Patrick’s butt and was able to run his thick shaft practically the full length of Patrick’s ass crack. Patrick just placed his hands on the wall for support and pressed back against Terry.

“It appears everyone is here.” said Sam as he brushed past me, sliding a hand over my ass, on his way to close and lock the door. “If anyone wants a drink the bar is open on the patio. Play spaces are the living room, the patio or the garage. I hope you all have a fun evening.”

With that, he walked over to me, grabbed my cock and pulled me out to the patio. Once outside, he fixed us each a drink and we lowered ourselves into the swirling waters of the hot tub. When settled, Sam leaned over and kissed me deeply as he stroked my hard cock. “Remember, Dad. You promised to share him tonight.” declared Cliff as he, Steve, Terry and Patrick stepped out on to the patio.

Cliff and Steve came over to stand beside the hot tub while Terry, holding Patrick by the hand, went to the bar and grabbed four beers from a large tub of ice. He passed the beers to the other boys, then pulled Patrick in close and gave him a long deep kiss. Steve stepped behind Cliff and pressed his body tightly against Cliff’s back pinning him against the side of the hot tub. Steve then reached his arms under Cliff’s and began to pinch and pull at Cliff’s nipples. Cliff leaned his head back on to Steve’s shoulder and groaned out his pleasure.

Having broken the passionate kiss, Terry and Patrick each took a long drink of their beers, then walked over to the sling. Terry helped Patrick up into the sling, slipped his feet into the stirrups then clasped his wrists into shackles over his head. Being in a position of restraint appeared to be new to Patrick and his face displayed his apprehension. Sensing Patrick’s concerns, Sam and I got out of the hot tub and joined Terry in attempting to reassure Patrick.

As we climbed out of the water, I noticed Carl, Alan and Andy heading over to the garage. I briefly wondered who would be doing what to whom with the various equipment and toys. But as I looked back over to the sling, all other thoughts immediately left my mind.

Terry had taken his place between Patrick’s raised legs and was using both hands to fondle Patrick’s balls and stroke his hard cock. The old adage of ‘little guy, big dick’ was true for Patrick. His cock was at least nine inches long and had to be six inches around. Standing beside Patrick’s head, Sam bent forward to whisper in his ear “We will only do what you want done. If you want us to stop or to take a break, just use your safe words.” Patrick closed his eyes, took a deep breath and nodded his head in understanding. Sam moved his face over Patrick’s and they kissed deeply.

When they broke the kiss, Patrick was breathing hard and fast. Turning his face to Sam, he opened his mouth wide and took in Sam’s thick piece of meat. He sucked on the flared head then worked his way down, gradually taking in more of the thick shaft until his nose was pressed tightly against Sam’s crotch. I watched Patrick’s throat muscles work to massage Sam’s cock deep in his throat causing Sam to loudly moan. When Patrick needed air, Sam pulled back until about half of his shaft was free of Patrick’s mouth. He then began to slowly fuck Patrick’s mouth and throat, sliding all the way down then back out again. Patrick’s own fat piece reacted by bouncing up and down, slapping his tight belly and filling his belly button with clear dick sap.

As I bent forward to lap up Patrick’s juice, Terry went to his knees and began to work his tongue over Patrick’s balls, taking first one then the other into his warm wet mouth for a good bath. After releasing Patrick’s full orbs, Terry proceeded to move further south, dragging his flexing tongue across Patrick’s taint on his way to the tight pink pucker. Terry spread Patrick’s ass cheeks apart and drove his tongue into the winking target. He lapped at Patrick’s hole, alternating spitting gobs of saliva then working it up Patrick’s tight chute with his tongue. Terry leaned back on his haunches and began to finger Patrick’s hole, pressing first one, then two, and soon, three fingers all the way inside and massaging Patrick’s prostate.

Patrick began to groan his pleasure around the fat piece still fucking his throat. His twitching dick continued to drool out a steady stream of clear precum so I wrapped my lips around his wide cock head and began to suck the juice direct from the tap. Terry withdrew his fingers from Patrick’s ass and grabbed both a bottle of lube and poppers. He took a couple of long pulls on the poppers then passed them over to Sam. “Patrick really enjoys these.” Terry said with a leering grin as he squeezed a copious amount of lube along the length of his stiff shaft. He then pushed his greased fingers back into Patrick to slick his hole. As he withdrew them, he placed his cock head against Patrick’s pucker and pressed forward. Patrick’s hole offered little resistance as Terry slowly slid deep into his willing friend.

When his cock was fully buried up Patrick’s chute, Patrick let out a long low growl of satisfaction. Terry held himself tight against his friend and told Sam to give Patrick a hit of the poppers. Sam pulled his cock almost all way out of Patrick’s mouth and held the open bottle under first one then the other nostril as Patrick took long deep pulls on the aromatic liquid. As the chemical took its desired effect, Patrick began to suck harder on Sam’s cock head as well as bucking his pelvis down onto Terry’s buried cock.

Sam took several pulls on the poppers himself then grabbed Patrick by the head and began to face fuck him, hammering his cock from tip to base into Patrick’s willing mouth and throat. It seemed that with the poppers, Patrick no longer needed oxygen as he didn’t seem to want to stop for a breath any time soon. Meanwhile, his ass was taking a similar pummelling from Terry. Terry was gripping the chains of the sling and using them to push and pull Patrick’s ass along his shaft. He stood still and just let the pendulum swing do all the work in fucking the tight hole before him. I kept sucking Patrick’s cock, working it deeper and deeper into my mouth with each slide of the sling. Soon I was going from root to tip and could feel his shaft growing even thicker. I knew the kid was not going to last much longer and I eagerly anticipated receiving his full load.

Sam came first. He wrestled his cock from Patrick’s oral cavity and, with a few fast strokes, shot his thick man cream all over Patrick’s face. He shot at least five good ropes of cum across Patrick’s moustache, allowing him to get some directly into his waiting mouth, then more over his nose and into his eyes and hair. When he was finished shooting, Sam used his fingers to push the cream across Patrick’s face and feed the load to him. After Patrick had swallowed the load down, Sam bent forward and kissed Patrick tasting his own juice from the boys wanting tongue.

As Sam shot the last of his load, Patrick came. His orgasm fired off like a Texas oil well, spewing so much cum so fast that I could not contain it all in my mouth. As I swallowed, he continued to shoot causing it to leak out the corners of my mouth. He shot so many times I lost count. As he shot, he bucked against Terry’s cock, squirming his hips around and pulling against the sling’s restraints. Terry could take no more and began to unload his own cum deep into Patrick. Both boys became quite vocal and groaned loudly to their orgasms. Terry humped his cock hard into Patrick as he came. He slammed his cock hard against Patrick’s backside several times before stopping and holding his cock as deep as possible inside. I reached behind Terry and forced a finger between his clenched ass cheeks and fully into his sphincter. I mashed my middle digit firmly against Terry’s prostate causing him to groan more. As his hole began to spasm on my finger, he cried out, “Fuck! It’s like I’m cumming again.” He slumped over Patrick’s body and I pulled my finger out of his twitching hole.

I was the only one who had not gotten to cum. So, as they all calmed down, I walked over to where Steve was fucking Cliff against the hot tub. I pressed up against Steve’s ass and pushed my throbbing cock into his tight sphincter. Steve was shocked by the sudden invasion and threw his head back and moaned. After a brief hesitation to adjust to my intrusion, he resumed his pounding at Cliff. Each withdrawal from Cliff’s hole served to drive Steve’s ass further onto my shaft. His motions caused me to fuck his ass all that much harder. Steve only lasted a few more minutes before he froze mid stroke and I could feel his chute clamping down and releasing my cock. I continued to fuck Steve as hard as ever. My cock sliding over his prostate drove the sperm from his balls deep into Cliff’s hungry asshole. Steve’s twitching hole did its work on my shaft and I was soon seeing stars explode as I white washed his bowels with my pent up load of man cream.

I backed away from Steve and he withdrew from Cliff. I felt Sam wrap his arms around me to keep me from falling over. He walked me over to the steps of the hot tub and helped me slide my weary body into the warm waters. Sam slipped in beside me as Cliff and Steve climbed over the other edge. Terry had helped Patrick down out of the sling and they each grabbed a bottle of water from the bar. They came over to the hot tub and I laughed as I noticed Patrick still had cum in his hair. Terry leaned over and licked the hair clean. Smacking his tongue across his lips he declared “I’d recognize Sam anywhere.” As the boys all laughed, I leaned over to Sam and whispered “Let’s leave these kids and go check out what’s going on in the garage.”