Gay Erotica Vol. 5

By Dick Powers

Several erotic stories by Dick powers. Included are the story of a doctor engaging in gay sex to test the boundaries of his sexuality, a bunch of cowboys who decide to cheer up one of their own with a bit of rope play and an orgy, a gay body builder threesome with one big customer, and many more. There's something for everyone within!

Selected stories from 'Gay Erotica Vol. 5':

# Doctor And Patient Sex (Kinky)
In Doctor And Patient Sex an addict and a doctor cross the line of trust for the purpose of self discovery and healing in one sexy scene that takes them beyond the boundaries of their roles to something much more. A hot story with a few surprising revelations included.

# Gay Cowboys Intervention (Threesome)
How far would I go to help a friend? I run the ropes around his legs and yank down his pants. We're all naked on this star filled night. The mood is set. Everything is right. But is this really going to draw Tom from his depression? I cross my fingers. Sex is the ultimate solution.

# Gay Bodybuilder Threesome (Threesome)
In Gay Bodybuilder Threesome a young and inexperienced – yet incredibly hooked on men of big stature – supplement store clerk is propositioned by a big customer. Thinking that he might get lucky with this hunky man, who definitely ticks off all the boxes on his wish list, he swiftly agrees to meet up. However, there's a third party that the clerk doesn't know about and he will change everything.

# Postal Affair (Uniform)
My dream - desire - in tight blue shorts. The post man delivers and I wish he'd deliver to me today. I sigh and straighten. He's not gay - I'm certain. However, The truth is stranger than any fiction. A threesome? One dream becomes reality!

# Gay Sportsmen Sex (Interracial)
In Gay Sportsmen Sex a young white gay man on a all black team finds out the 'team secret' in the most unexpected of ways.

... and many more stories within

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lunatic Ink Publishing
• Release date: Jul 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370956913

Dick Powers

Dick Powers writes gay erotic fiction. He writes heterosexual erotica under Sophie Sin.

Book preview

Doctor And Patient Sex

Addiction solved.

1

ON THE BEACH

Walking, walking and more walking...

My feet draw little crinkly lines in the sand as I stroll quietly down the semi private beach area of the resort situated on one of the most beautiful and picturesque seaside sections of the Hawaiian Islands lost in my own thoughts.

The waves are like relaxing music to my ears after the blare of the city that filled my ears – sober or not – for years on end. I think I never really knew what 'quiet' sounded like until I came to here several weeks back.

For a moment I contemplate the sound of those waves. They are like elevator music – the kind that most of us won't admit we like – and somehow seem to calm me down in an oddly relaxing way. I always wonder if perhaps elevator music has some kind of subliminal messages added in, but for a fairly stressed out person like myself I'll take whatever I can get.

My eyes trail from the long stretch of lonely beach upwards to my reason for being here. The Installation is what they call the rehabilitation center for those of wealthy means (or in my case my parents' wealthy means) who are in need of recovery from whatever nasty substances they got hooked on.

I note a figure dressed in a lab coat and the rehab center's light blue uniform is strolling down the small dip form The Installation to the beach waving one hand. I cringe. Dr. Wilson is a relatively attractive 25-year-old graduate with an eye for picking out his patients' worst issues. He is also completely unafraid to point said issues out at the worst possible times and seems to have a knack for making people furious.

I speed up to the point where each squelch of my bare feet in the wet sand is double that of the rolling sound of the waves crashing lightly next to me. I try very hard not to look like I don't want to see the good doctor. Of course, he knows that I don't, but he won't let up – much like a certain robot from the future, but a bit better looking in my opinion.

Jogging feet are all I hear as he rushes up beside me with a big smile on his chiseled lean face. His brown eyes and fuzzy model-like eyebrows form a full expression of enjoyment and pleasure. Obviously, the doctor has found his latest issue to pick on me with.

"I have had some thoughts…"

I groan. When the good doctor has had some thoughts, his patients are in for a hell of a bad time.

With my body somewhat turned away as if to avoid the oncoming backlash of unpleasant words, I try with all my might not to cringe as he shoots the opening volley.

"I think you might be gay."

I stop dead still and all that can be heard is silence and me breathing through my nostrils heavily. The warm warm sun beating down on us suddenly seems very hot.

The silence extends on for far too long as his words echo through my mind and a dull feeling of something unknown wells up from my stomach to my chest.

I don't think so.

I'm fairly sure.

"I really don't think so."

He smiles. Here it comes. How could you be sure if you haven't tried?

"I don't want to try."

You know... John is quite the handsome man...

John is one of the orderlies and very clearly homosexual. I try not to imagine the overweight man pressed down on top of me and doing what his kind do. It's cringe worthy at the least.

I'm not sure if I want to do that with John.

It would really help your progress if you tried.

I stare. He wants me to have sexual relations with a man that is extremely fat and would probably crush me with the sheer weight of his body on my small frame and he thinks this would help me in some way?

If I was going to have gay sex with anybody, I would probably choose someone a little bit more my type.

So you admit you have a type? he asks with a widening smile of victory coming onto his face.

I look around for a moment and try not to hit the man for being so brazen. It's quite the challenge.

I'm not having gay sex with anybody.

I start walking. I wish I knew how wrong I was and how good things would be.

2

WITH DOCTOR

Drunk and hiding it...

So I'm fairly drunk right now in the common room (thanks to hearing the doctor's proclamation of my homosexuality) and trying to hide it. The orderlies are in a small pack talking about something and I'm a little worried. I'd thought that they would be off having dinner at this time of the night. There are a few others in the large open space and they too are trying to hide their substance abuses as best as they can. We are all on edge and no one is willing to be first to try and escape.

Have you got any…?

I shut the addict named Harry sitting next to me up with a raised hand.

As I keep telling you I don't have anything.

I keep my eyes locked as hard as I can on the large wide screen television and press my back firmly into the padding of the lazy boy I am sitting in and pretend like I really, REALLY care about the quiz show that is playing on the screen.

Unfortunately, that's when they enter.

The good doctor has brought John with him and he's looking directly at me. John has a look on his face that makes me fairly uncomfortable: Like him seeing fresh meat to the gay grinder. How could this possibly get worse?

I squeeze myself back further into the plush seat and hope against hope that someone will reveal their drug or alcohol use or something and the doctor will be distracted. That person might be me if I'm unlucky. Hopefully, the doctor won't realize that I am drunk. It might encourage him to try harder to force me into have some weird sexual liaison with the large fat white man next to him.

He comes over and it begins. Not just is the fact that he thinks I am a homosexual quite openly bought out from the skeleton closet of things I would rather not be said, but John openly offers the opportunity to come directly to his room and enjoy 'the full gay experience' directly.

Somehow I manage to talk my way out of being butt fucked to heaven as one patient suggests and make my escape into the hallway outside the common room. Sadly, the doctor doesn't know what privacy means and follows me out and all the way to my room to come inside.

Doc, I don't want to talk about it, I start, sounding a little bit hard done by.

Instead of leaving like I hoped that he would, the handsome man turns to the door, flips the latch to the right into the locked position and reaches up to his tie.

I stare at him in shock as he removes it and throws the red fabric to the floor next to the wastebasket near my desk and starts on the buttons of his shirt.

What are you doing? I ask, even though I can already guess.

I am giving you the experience that you really need to heal.

He said it and I don't know how to process it.

Watching him strip down is an odd experience. He is quite sexy for a man of slim proportions and youthful in a way that is not unattractive. I have to admit that if I ever was going to try gay, it would be with a guy with just his appearance.

The doctor quietly takes his cock out and confidently jerks on the shaft. I'm quite surprised that he gets hard and ends up with a rather impressive length that makes me feel slightly uncomfortable about my own penis size.

Come over here and jerk me off, he commands without the faintest hint of embarrassment or shyness.

I stare at him and then shake my head.

This isn't going to happen. I am rather insistent.

The sexy man strides to me and bumps me with his cock and stares directly into my eyes with the fury of the gods of medicine and rehabilitation burning firmly in them. I try to slide back as he leans forward with his face only a few inches from mine and his lips close enough to kiss. He says to me very firmly…

"Jerk – My – Cock."

His command is strong and I am weak. Just like the good junkie that I am, I submit. I'm well aware that if I don't follow the doctor's orders then he could make my life very unpleasant if he chose to and, as I said, if I'm going to do it then I'm going to do it with someone young, attractive and, admittedly, pretty damn hot.

I take his cock in hand and find it warm and comfortable and surprisingly much like my own. I jerk on it from the odd direction of front on and find the experience oddly pleasing.

He groans and his eyes crinkle in ecstasy. I look down past his washboard abs to his cock and the moderate size balls hanging below. This is kinda hot and kinda kinky and I find that very, very strange in all honestly.

Thinking that perhaps the good doctor slipped me something, I keep on jerking him as he moans and groans. There's a subtle pleasure to this. It's very different from being with a woman. I experience a real rush of excitement in making this man feel this kind of pleasure and, hungry for more, I continue to jerk on him with the pace progressively getting faster and faster to obtain more and more of these naughty sounds.

Of course, I shouldn't be surprised when I am jerking a man at full pace, that he cums all over me.

It squirts out over my light blue rehabilitation linen pants and I stare down at the mess he made. I have never actually been came on before, but have cum on a lot of people in the past. This is different and more so because it feels good in rather dirty way.

In me there is a kind of victory on making him experience in orgasm so easily. It was so much easier than it is with a woman. Usually the ladies need 30 minutes of hand, tongue and more to let go, but with just my hand I made the doctor cum and that is surprisingly satisfying.

We stare at each other for a little while until suddenly a rush of excitement and desire flows over me like the floodgates on a dam of something hidden were opened and the water is now powering down to demolish the village of beliefs and long-held thoughts that form the foundations of my self.

My lips on his are like fire and water coming together to create a scolding steam. The heat of our kiss is both erotic and powerful and the intensity of it is beyond anything I have ever experienced.

Coming back, I leave two little silvery lines of cum on his right cheek. The look in his eyes is one of pure desire and is like nothing I have ever seen from any other person before.

The doctor pushes me down to the bed with ease. I go willingly and allow him to reach down my linen pants to wrap my cock in his palm. It's the work of a moment to make me cum. Lots and lots of drugs aren't good for the body and it's not uncommon for a junkie to experience a very short time between touch and go and I really went.

He flips me over and pulls at my pants.

You aren't going to…?

Of course he is.

We don't