by Wolfe, Sean
Then there was a soft knock on my door. It was the guys, and they needed to talk. How could I be gay? How could I like “doin’ it” with another dude? How could I have lied to them all this time? How could I have kept this big a secret from them? And on and on and on. We talked for a couple of hours, and when we finished they were all okay with me being gay. A little uneasy, but committed to maintaining our friendship at all costs. And so was I.
That was last week, and the last thing Cameron told me before they left my room was that “We gotta finish all this shit later.” Tonight, when Cameron called and informed me that the whole gang was getting together to play cards, something in his tone told me we’d be doing more than just playing cards, and that I didn’t have the option of arguing.
“We’re not really going through with this, are we?” I asked again.
I sucked at poker, and everyone knew it. In three years I had never once won a game. I very seldom won even a hand. And they all knew it. So when they insisted we play poker, I became a little suspicious. When they explained the wager, I understood perfectly. The loser was at the complete mercy of the other players and had to do whatever was instructed. “Whatever,” Victor reiterated with an evil smile on his face.
“Oh, yes, we really are,” Richard said, and scooted his chair back from the table and spread his legs out in front of him. “Get over here.”
I took a deep breath and walked over and stood directly in front of Richard. He’d always taken my breath away. He had the All-American looks every guy wanted. Light blond hair and deep blue eyes, strong and muscular corn-fed body tanned by the sun (not a booth), angular clef chin, and dimples as deep as the Grand Canyon.
He spread his legs even wider and glanced down at his crotch. “It ain’t gonna suck itself.” He was the cocky smartass of the bunch. I pretended that it got on my nerves, but secretly it turned me on more than anything.
I looked at the others. They were all smiling and arranging their chairs into more convenient positions. Then I dropped to my knees and unbuttoned Richard’s jeans.
His cock was fully hard as soon as I released it from the confines of his jeans. It was long and thick. The pinkish-tan skin was riddled with blue veins that throbbed visibly across the shaft. I licked the large drop of precum from his cock head, then slid my mouth slowly down his cock until it was buried in my throat.
“Fuck,” Richard moaned, and lifted his hips to get even more of the big dick deeper inside my gullet.
I looked up at his face while I sucked his cock. He was struggling a little. He’d never done this before, I knew, and his fiancé would probably have a very hard time understanding it. He was as straight as they come. But I’m a very good cocksucker, and it was obvious Richard was loving the feel of my mouth wrapped around his cock as it slid deep into my throat.
“My turn,” Victor said, and got up to stand next to me. He whipped out his cock and slapped it against my face.
His cock was an inch or so shorter than Richard’s, but it was so thick I couldn’t wrap my fist around it. I pulled the fat head into my mouth and sucked on it like it was a cough drop. It leaked a large drip of precum, and I savored the sweet taste before swallowing it. Victor slid his thick cock in and out of my mouth slowly at first, and then faster and deeper.
“Yeah, dude, fuck his mouth,” I heard Cameron say a foot or so to my right as I felt Richard slide my ass around so that it faced him.
As I did my best to swallow Victor’s fat cock, I was vaguely aware of my pants being pulled off me from behind as I squatted in the doggy position. My head was spinning with the excitement and surprise of the evening, and with the dizzying ecstasy of feeling and tasting Victor’s big cock. When my pants were all the way off, I felt cool air tickle my ass and my cock, and I wondered if I would be able to make it another five minutes before I shot my own load.
A second later I felt a warm mouth around my cock. I hadn’t seen who had maneuvered behind and then underneath me. But I could imagine who it was. Andy was the most quiet and timid of the group. He had a beautiful smile, and a kind Southern manner, and his exceptional good looks made him a natural magnet for guys and girls alike. But he was a little soft spoken and never took the lead in anything. I’d often wondered if maybe he was gay. I was pretty sure it was his tentative tongue and soft warm mouth playing with my cock right now.
Victor was fucking my mouth like it was the last fuck of his life. I gagged several times as he forced more of his fat cock into my throat, and that just drove him even crazier. Behind me, I felt Richard’s tongue lick between my ass crack and slowly work its way toward my hole. Andy’s mouth was getting a little more confident, and now instead of just licking my cock head, I felt him take my entire head into his mouth, and then another inch or so deeper into his throat. I looked from the corner of my eye and saw Cameron take a couple of deep breaths and swipe his hand through his hair. He’d had a little more to drink tonight than the rest of us, and I wondered if all of this was a little too much for him.
I needn’t have worried.
“I wanna fuck him,” Cameron said as he moved behind me and around Richard.
“What?” Victor asked as he stopped pumping and just rest his cock inside my mouth.
“I wanna fuck him.”
All the action just stopped. Victor stopped fucking my mouth and I stopped sucking his cock. Richard stopped licking my ass and raised himself up onto his knees. Andy stopped sucking my cock and let it rest in his warm mouth.
“Dude, I don’t think that’s a good idea,” Richard said.
“Eric, is it okay with you if I fuck your ass?” Cameron asked.
I reluctantly let Victor’s dick slip from my mouth. “Fuck me.”
“A’ight,” Cameron said with a smile as Richard gasped.
Cameron lay on his back on the floor. His cock was fully hard and sticking straight up from his body. It wasn’t as long as Richard’s or as thick as Victor’s. But even throbbing hard, the skin looked as soft as silk. A thin layer of foreskin covered the shaft and about half of the head.
“Sit on my dick, Eric,” Cameron said.
I looked into his face. His green eyes shone mischievously, and a sly smile pierced his full pink lips. I thought there might have been some meanness to his desire to fuck me, but in his face I saw nothing but passion and desire. I stood up, straddled his torso, and lowered myself toward his up-pointing cock.
His cock head was small, and my ass was well-lubed from the rimming Richard had given me, so my ass grabbed hold of Cameron’s cock and gripped it tightly as I slid all the way down his shaft in one move.
“Fuck me!” Cameron moaned as the last of his cock slid inside my ass. He held me firmly by the hips, and closed his eyes tightly as I felt his cock thicken inside me.
“No, fuck me,” I said, and pushed his hands away from my hips as I slid up and down the length of his cock.
The others just stood around and stared for a few minutes as I fucked Cameron’s cock. They stroked their own dicks as they watched. Cameron’s cock felt great inside my ass, but before long I needed more.
“Victor, lemme suck your cock again,” I said as I bounced up and down Cameron’s dick.
Victor lunged forward and slipped his cock back inside my mouth, and that snapped Richard and Andy out of their trance. Andy dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth. He was much less tentative now and sucked my dick eagerly. I reached up to wrap Richard’s cock in my hand, but he had other ideas.
“I have to fuck you, Eric,” he said as he walked around behind me.
“No way, dude,” Cameron said, fucking me even harder.
“Come on, Cam,” Richard said. “Lemme have a turn.”
“I’m not about to let go of this ass. Next time, man.”
“Like fuck, next time,” Richard said, and maneuvered himself between Cameron’s spread legs. He pushed me gently forward at the shoulders, so that my ass, even though it was still impaled by Cameron’s cock, was also
exposed to him. “I’m goin’ inside there, too. Relax, okay, Eric.”
I’d never had two cocks inside me at the same time, but I’d always wondered what it would feel like. And I was hotter at that moment than I’d ever been in my life.
“Dude,” Cameron said, “that’s not cool. There’s no way he can ...”
“Yeah, man,” I moaned as I stopped squeezing Cameron’s cock with my ass muscles. “Fuck me, Richard. Lemme have both of your cocks inside me.”
Richard knelt and placed the head of his big dick at my hole. Cameron and I took a deep breath at the same time, and Richard leaned forward. His thick cock pierced my hole and slid halfway inside in one move.
“FUCK!” I moaned as the first five inches or so slid into me.
“I’m sorry,” Richard said as he leaned down and kissed my ear. “Want me to pull out?”
“Don’t you fucking dare,” I said through clenched teeth. “Give it to me.”
He slid all the way in, and rested his cock deep inside, allowing me to get used to both cocks. It took me a couple of minutes, and then something clicked in my head, and I needed both of them to fuck me.
“Fuck me,” I almost yelled as I bounced up and down on both cocks.
“Jeez, Eric,” Andy said as he lifted his head, “are you sure ...”
“Shut up and suck my cock,” I said as I pushed his head back down to my crotch. “Victor, get over here and fuck my mouth.”
I saw the look of shock on his face. I’m sure this wasn’t how any of them had pictured the evening going. They probably thought they’d “teach me a lesson” or some silly shit like that. But I was in control—and loving every minute of it.
“Now!” I commanded.
Victor smiled and slapped my cheeks with his heavy cock, then slid it deep into my throat in one swift move. I gagged on it a couple of times.
“Don’t even try it, you cock whore,” Victor laughed as he fucked my face deeper and faster.
“You guys!” Andy said as he came up for air on my cock. “Do you have to talk like that?”
I laughed around Victor’s fat cock.
“Shut up and suck his dick,” Victor said, pushing Andy’s head back down to my cock.
I’d never been filled with so much cock. Victor’s fat dick filled my mouth, and Richard and Cameron’s cocks slid in and out of my ass in perfect synch. Andy had truly found his niche in cocksucking and was lapping my cock hungrily.
“Fuck, dude,” Cameron said to Richard, “I feel your big dick sliding against mine. I’m gonna cum.”
“Me too,” Richard moaned as he breathed heavily and thrust his cock deeper and faster into my ass.
“Not inside me.” I released Victor’s dick from my mouth.
“Oh, fuck!” Victor yelled just as Cameron and Richard pulled out of my ass. “I’m gonna shoot.”
And he did. I’d never seen so much cum in my life. It splashed all across my face and chest and stomach. A couple of shots even flew past my head and landed on Richard’s face. That’s all it took for him. With a loud groan he sprayed himself all over my back and ass. Cameron followed suit and shot his load across my ass and balls from beneath me.
With all of that hot cum on me, I couldn’t hold back any longer. “That’s it, Andy. I’m gonna cum. You better pull off now.”
He didn’t let go. In fact, his mouth tightened around my cock and sucked even harder.
“Andy?” I moaned.
He grabbed my leg and squeezed as he sucked harder on my cock.
“An ...” My entire body shuddered as I sprayed my load deep into Andy’s throat. I thought he’d gag and come up spitting, but he swallowed my entire load like a pro and licked my cock clean when I was finished.
Everyone collapsed onto the floor in a heap. Then I realized Andy was the only one who hadn’t cum. When I mentioned it, he laughed.
“Fuck that,” he said, and turned red. “I came the second Richard’s cock slid inside your ass with Cameron’s.” He pointed to a huge puddle of clear fluid on the hardwood floor.
“I can’t believe we just did this,” I said.
“Yeah, well believe it,” Cameron said. “And remember, we’re the Good Ol’ Boys Club. We share everything. No more secrets, okay?”
“Okay,” I said.
“And get rid of that Mitch dude. He’s got pimples on his ass. You don’t need him anymore.”
“I don’t?”
“Fuck no,” Victor said. “You’ve got us. What more do you need? You ain’t got any more holes to fill.”
We all laughed, and fell asleep in a huddle in the middle of the floor. From that night on, the Good Ol’ Boys Club was closer than ever.
Unseen and Unspoken
It had been undeniably the longest summer ever. I hated my job, I was fighting with my parents, and my car had been stolen. I broke up with my boyfriend of a year and a half at the beginning of the summer, and spent the next ninety days desperately searching for my next ex. I found three of them, and they lasted four weeks, three, and one and a half, respectively. Apparently, I’m “difficult” and “impossible to live with.” I finally decided I made a much better hot and sexy bachelor than I did a loving and committed boyfriend, so I settled comfortably into a life of meeting and fucking a new guy almost every night.
There was no shortage of takers, or places to meet them. The Internet was inundated with sex and hookup sites, and I had a profile on every single one of them. I was never able to keep up with all Instant Messages I received no more than a minute after I signed on. There were more than twenty gay bars in the city, and at least one of them was packed to the beams every night of the week. I don’t wanna sound conceited or anything, but I’ve never gone home alone unless I’ve wanted to. The universe has been very good to me. At twenty-five, I stand just a little over six feet tall, with 185 very lean and naturally muscular pounds, wavy black hair and baby-blue eyes. I’ve always been the envy of every guy around me.
So I’m usually a very content person. But for the past two weeks, I’d been especially on edge. No guy was hot enough. I’d even sent a couple of online hookups right back home after opening the door and not being satisfied, even though they were not by any means unattractive. I found myself having to bite my tongue at work to keep from saying something I’d certainly regret to my boss. I’d even very harmlessly stolen some candy from the supermarket on more than one occasion despite the fact I had more than enough money to pay all my bills and still live what most called a lavish lifestyle.
What was the problem, then, I’d wondered several times daily for the past couple of weeks. I flipped through the channels on the TV without watching long enough to see what was playing. I dusted and vacuumed my entire apartment until I could eat off the floor, and then I dusted and vacuumed again.
I’d had Adrian, my best friend, over for dinner that night. He was still there, reading through the local gay rag, with his shoes kicked off at the door and his feet propped up on my coffee table.
“I’m fucking bored,” I yelled loudly as I slumped back into the sofa.
“Jesus, Bradley,” Adrian shrieked. “You scared the fuck out of me.”
“Well, I am. I’m bored as hell.”
“Yeah, I heard.”
“Let’s do something. If I don’t get out of this apartment, I’m gonna frickin’ blow my brains out.”
“All right. We could head over to Butch’s. Tonight is the wet briefs contest.”
I rolled my eyes. “I’ve had every single one of those guys. And my cock is bigger and my ass is tighter than all of them. They bore me.”
“OK. We could go to ManHole. It’s half-price night. Always busy.”
“Nah. I don’t feel like drinking tonight. I’m bored with alcohol.”
“What about a movie?”
“Oh, yes, please,” I said sarcastically. “Let’s go see Bambi again. I’m bored, I said. If I have to sit in a dark theater with you, I will scream and strangle you. I swear I will.”
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Adrian laughed and went back to his newspaper. I slapped the back of his head softly as I stood up and went in to clean the kitchen again, even though I’d just cleaned it less than half an hour earlier.
“Hey, here’s an idea,” Adrian said enthusiastically. He sat up straight and turned around to face me. “Fantasy night at Rendezvous.”
“A bathhouse?” I asked incredulously.
“Have you ever been to one?”
“Of course not!”
“Well, then, you probably wouldn’t be bored. And it actually sounds like fun. Listen to this: ‘Ten dollar lockers for all first-time customers. Twelve different rooms to fulfill twelve forbidden fantasies. Free booze and snacks. Leave your clothes and your inhibitions in your room or locker. Open your mind and find the man of your fantasies.’ I think it sounds hot.”
“Adrian, it’s a bathhouse,” I said in my best indignant tone, careful not to look at him. I already felt my resolve melting away as my cock plumped up a little.
“Oh, grow up. You said you were bored. So do something you’ve never done before. It could be exciting.”
“I don’t know. What if I see someone I know?”
“So what? You think they’re gonna judge you? They’re at the same place.”
I wiped the counter again, and chewed on my bottom lip. It was a habit I had when I was nervous. And it was a dead giveaway that I was actually going to do it. “Go with me?”
Adrian smiled, and we both grabbed our wallets and headed for the door.
I almost chickened out right before walking through the front door, but Adrian pushed me through before I could turn and run. I stumbled into the foyer and lost my breath almost immediately. The sex might all occur in various rooms and areas behind the door and window in front of me, but the smell of it was definitely all around me. I scrunched my nose and turned to look at Adrian.