Gay Erotic Stories

Bud's tavern was ten miles outside of town on the corner of I66 and Jackson road. It was a dive even by the standards of the people who lived in that part of the country. An old juke box with records almost as old as the juke box itself, a long bar that had about 20 broken stools along it and the stench of years of smoke, beer and sweat. About the only people who went there were a few local drunks and some bored truck drivers. Mike was hitching west and the last ride dropped him off at bud's because he wasn't going any further on 66 and it was starting to rain, again. It seemed like it had rained non-stop for the last three days and Mike was tired of sitting on the side of a road with his soaked poncho. He looked like a drowned rat and knew nobody was gonna pick him up looking like that, especially in the dark. Mike ordered a beer, got carded and got the beer. He had turned 21 three months earlier and was wondering when he would be able to order a drink without being carded. It was close to midnight and there were about five guys in there, all sitting alone and looking bored. Mike went politely to every one and asked if anyone was heading west and could give him a ride. All were local and not going in that direction so Mike went and played pinball. It was a waste of a quarter. The right flipper didn't work and the ball kept getting stuck on the side and Mike had to bang the machine, which caused a tilt and the game was over before it started. Mike sat at the bar and drank his beer in silence. Hitching west seemed like a lot better idea when the sun was shining and he could see the open road ahead of him. he started to think he was going to have to build a house and live behind this rat hole. he was getting depressed when, about 15 minutes later, a tall guy from the other end of the bar came over. "I'm only going about 10 miles down the road, but there's a gas station there and you might have more luck waiting there for a truck or someone to stop than waiting around here. You're welcome to come along." Mike leaped at the chance, "thanks. Thanks a lot." Mike followed the guy out and the got into an old pick up truck. It took three tries for the truck to start and they set off in the pouring rain down 66. "My name's Matt." "Mike." Mike answered. Matt seemed to be in his early thirties or so, tall, thin farmer type with muscular arms from work, not working out. Matt lit a cigarette and offered one to Mike who gladly accepted. "So where ya headed?" "California, but first Denver." Mike answered, lighting the cigarette with the lighter Matt handed him. "All the way to California? Hell, I ain't ever crossed the county line, 'cepting when I was about four years old and my aunt took me to the state pen to see my dad. Ain't seen him since. You sure got a long trip ahead a ya. Good luck. "Thanks." They drove in silence the rest of the way and suddenly Matt said, "Shit." Mike looked up and saw the gas station was dark. Not a sole there. Matt shook his head, "I'm real sorry. I forgot they ain't open 24 hours anymore, ever since one of the owners died. Only open 'til midnight." Mike was bummed. He would have had a better chance back at Bud's. Matt said, "tell ya what. I got a farm about five miles down that road there. You can stay there the night and I'll drive ya back here tomorrow when they open. At least you'll be dry." Mike didn't like the idea of spending the night at a dark gas station and agreed, "thanks. Appreciate it." Matt turned down the muddy road and it seemed a lot farther than five miles, but finally pulled up to a small house set back from the dirt road. Matt got out, and Mike followed him into the house. "Beer?" Matt said as he went to the kitchen. "Thanks." Mike said and sat on the sofa in the spartan living room. No TV. No stereo. Just an old radio on the corner. Matt came out and tossed the can to Mike and Matt sat in the armchair and cracked his open. "It ain't much, but I call it home." "Nice..." Mike lied, "and it's dry." Matt nodded. They sat in silence. Matt didn't seem to be much of a talker and Mike figured at least he would get some sleep tonight, even it if was on a couch. Mike broke the silence and said, "nice and quiet out here." Matt took a sip of his beer and said, "yeah. Ain't much to do though." Mike just sort of nodded and said, "uh huh..." There was a moment of silence and Matt took a sip of his beer and then said, "hey - wanna smoke some weed?" Mike nodded and Matt pulled out a joint from a small box on the side of the sofa and lit it. They passed it back and forth until Mike felt a good buzz starting. Mike was starting to feel real good and handed the joint back to Matt. Matt motioned for Mike to finish it and said, "gettin' a buzz?" "Yeah." Mike answered honestly. Matt looked around as if to see if anyone else was there and then reached under his chair and pulled out a magazine. Matt smiled, "I got one a them dirty books...wanna see some pictures?" "OK," Mike answered and Matt put the book on the table and motioned for Mike to move to the same side to look. "Check her out..." Matt said with a grin and pointed to a hefty woman spread eagle on a bed wearing only high heels and a smile, "wouldn't mind eatin' that pussy..." Matt stared at the picture for a few seconds and turned the page to a picture of a guy kneeling over a woman who was sucking him off. "Mmm, I'd sure like to be doing that about now..." Matt said, almost drooling at the photo and added, "I'd let her suck my meat all night..." Matt grinned, "I'm gettin' me a boner just thinkin' about it..." Mike could see the bulge, a very large bulge. Matt didn't seem shy about it as he rubbed his crotch. Mike glanced over and felt his own start to get hard. Matt grinned, "looks like you're gettin a boner too." Matt glanced around and then whispered, "I feel like beating off. You too?' Mike nodded. Matt unzipped his pants and whispered again, "smokin' dope always gets me horny...." Mike could see why Matt wasn't shy as Matt pulled out his cock and showed it off. It was as big as Mike figured it to be and more. Matt seemed to like showing it off and spread his legs for a better view. "For a skinny guy, I got a big one, huh?" Matt said with a smile. Mike was embarrassed but nodded. Matt smiled, "well, go ahead, don't be shy…" Matt nodded for Mike to do the same and with a bit of embarrassment, Mike did. He considered himself almost average in that department, but compared to Matt, well, he was a kid. Matt grinned, "maybe it'll get bigger when ya get a little older." Mike could have fallen in a hole for embarrassment. Mike looked up and saw Matt grin. "Just funnin' ya…so, which picture do ya wanna look at to get started, if ya know what I mean..." Mike nodded towards the one with the fat woman sucking the guy straddling her. "You like that one too, huh?' Matt said, looking at the picture and stroking himself slowly. "She's pretty fat and ugly, but I guess it don't matter as long as you get your pecker sucked…most a the women I know don't like doing it much. They say I'm too big and they choke on it…" Matt laughed, "Course, you don't have that problem…" Mike went red in the face again. Matt seemed to enjoy making fun of him in a sadistic kind of way. "Barely got yourself a hand full there…" Mike was totally humiliated, but somehow, it sort of excited him to be treated that way and he still had a hard on. "Bet you don't even know what a big one feels like in your hand, do ya?" Mike shook his head no. Matt took his hand away from his dick and grinned, "go ahead, wrap your hand around that…." Mike was nervous but could see Matt was serious. Mike reached his hand over slowly and then wrapped it around Matt's dick. It was hot and thick and not even hard yet. Mike moved his hand and slowly jacked it off. It felt good in his hand and he stroked slowly. Matt looked at Mike for a second and said, "are you giving me a hand job? I only meant for ya to give it a feel…" Mike started to take his hand away but Matt grabbed his arm, "Hell, don't stop now…I ain't had a buddy give me a hand job since grade school…" Mike once again felt humiliated but did as Matt said and continued to stroke slowly. Matt seemed to like it and smiled, "you like that big dick in your hand, huh?" Mike was honest, "yeah…" "It's one thing when you're a kid, but its kinda weird to have another man jackin' me off…but I gotta admit, it still feels good. Mike didn't stop and from the size of the growing hard on, Matt didn't seem to want him to stop. Matt grinned, "bet you know what I'd really like you to do now." Mike looked up and thought he might know. "I never had a man do it before…" Mike didn't look up and felt Matt's hand slowly go on Mike's head. "Sure would feel good if you do that for me…" Mike felt Matt pushing his head down and Mike only slightly resisted as his head bent closer and closer. "Go ahead, open your mouth wide and put it in there…." Mike slowly felt his mouth open as he stared at the huge dick in his face. Matt's dickhead seemed to sense an opening and slipped right into Mike's mouth. "There ya go…" Matt said and pushed it in further. Matt took Mike's hand away and started to pump his cock slowly in Mike's mouth. Mike looked up and saw Matt grin, "ya like suckin' that dick, huh?" Mike just nodded. Matt pushed it in a little further, "come on, you little cocksucker…show me what you can do…" Mike went down further and further and Matt kept putting it in deeper and deeper. "Take it, you cocksucker…eat my dick…" Mike could tell Matt was getting ready to explode. Suddenly, Matt started shooting wad after wad and it was coming so fast that it was dripping out of the side of Mike's mouth all over the floor and Matt was groaning, "yeah…yeah…" Finally, Matt stopped and Mike sat up and took a sip of beer. Matt seemed almost wasted for a few minutes and then came to. "Man, that felt good. I needed it bad too…" Mike didn't have to be told that. There was still cum all over his face and he subtly wiped it on the arm of his T-shirt. Matt rolled another joint and one for Mike and they both smoked a bit and Matt went and brought back two more beers. "You seemed to like that too, huh" Matt said as he handed Mike the beer. Mike nodded. Suddenly, in the distance there was a sound and Matt looked up. "Sounds like someone coming down the road…" Matt went to the window and looked out. "Oh. Right. I told a couple of the guys at the bar to stop by for a beer on the way home…" Mike looked at Matt who smiled, "Wait 'til they hear we got us a cocksucker out here tonight…"