It was Fri night. None of us had dates or anywhere peculiar to be and so
it was my turn 'at the core of the ring'as we called it.

I downed the last of my drink and walked into the animation elbow room. Cushions
were stripped from the sofa and the floor was cleared. The TV was switched
off and the only sound in the elbow room was of excited breathing and flies being
impatiently unzipped. I was already shirtless and I sashayed out of my
jeans, bending over to disencumber them from around my feet. I did n't involve to
see the guys pause in their undressing to ogle my ass ; you can say when
lascivious eyes are on you and I fucking loved it. Just briefs ( Edward Douglas White Jr.
always ) between them and my hungry little butt. I 've been called a teaser,
but a minx does n't deliver the trade good like I do.

I stood up straight and they were on me in a flash ; Sweeney Todd and Brian behind
me, stripped to the waist with their fly front hanging unfastened, Lee facing me
wearing only his trackie tush ( around his ankle joint ), all with urgent
erection, their workforce running over every in of my skin, my arms, my
chest, my back, my shoulders, my aching protuberance, the cheeks of my
ass. Exploring and caressing me. Wanting to devour me. As usual Mark
watched from the side-lines, tugging his cock to entire hardness, not
bashful, just letting the other son ( who 'd all known me longer than Mark )
go first, ever the gentleman.

To my right hand Todd crouched down, yanking my underwear from me and delivering
a sharp smacking to my ass. The audio reverberated round the spacious room like
a crank 's pistol. The company had truly begun.

The five of us had been enjoying this arrangement for over a year. There
was no 'eureka'present moment when one of us had come up with the melodic theme, no house
get together to piss it prescribed, it just sort of happened and it suited
us. Various committedness, ill-chosen work hours, etc. meant we all rarely had
the form of societal sprightliness we 'd have wanted, much less the sex life. And so on
those miserable occasions when all of us were restlessly corneous and nonentity
had managed to find anything exciting to do with their hard-earned downtime
( almost egregiously on a Friday nighttime or the weekend ), one of us would take
province for getting the others off. by stroking, sucking and taking
it up the ass until everybody had cum at to the lowest degree twice and we were all
feeling a all lot more slack. cyberspace pornography will only satisfy a man for
so long, after all. This time it was my act to be the apartment hussy for
the night. Hard fortune, huh !

Lee, naked save for the pants around his mortise joint, pulled me unaired and
pressed his rim into mine greedily. Lee was light than average, slender
and tanned, with short black whisker and a pencil-line byssus. He looked like
the guys you see in every boy band, who people refer to as 'the rat-faced
one', which is n't to say he was n't better-looking. Lee liked cars, sports and
beer but not to excess, and spent at least 2 hours every day in the gym. Of
all of the Guy, he was the one most likely to pull off your nipple or relish
your ass in the shower bath, so we were all a little taken aback to discover
that he was such a passionate phiz. Lee kissed deeply and forcefully,
always as if making sexual love, always with one or both hands on your face or the
back of your neck, or with his coat of arms wrapped around your dead body. It would feature
been prosperous to build fun of the incongruity, this smoke, laddish case with
his one earring being such a sensitive lover, but we all knew better and we
all loved his wheaty breathing spell and hot tongue exploring our mouths. Lee 's
erection bobbed in figurehead of him brushing against my thigh until unobserved
hands ( Mark 's I guessed ) took hold of us both and pressed our poll
together. As Lee and I kissed, so did our cocks.

Everyone was naked now ; discarded clothes lay all around us. Four rigid
cocks surrounded me like spot on a scope. As my knife dancing with
Lee 's, my hands were guided to waiting cocks either position of me. I laced my
fingers around their beam, jacking them both in easy rhythm. At my left,
Brian nuzzled my neck, kissing his way delicately up to my ear. Brian was
always the sweetest of us. He had hold of my prick and was enjoying brand
fighting with Mark, who was stood cock-to-ass with Lee and using Lee 's for
the same. Like me, Lee was unmown, although his cock was longer and thinner
than mine. Suddenly breaking off the buss, Lee grasped Brian and Mark 's
hands on our various cocks, placing them again in the 'kissing'
position, then rolled his foreskin over his cockhead, stretching it to
gasbag mine. I bit my lower lip. tying up had always been an Achilles'
heel of mine. I could be- had been- made to cum from this sentience alone,
so it would deal some sluggish breathing and concentration on my part or the
fun would be over awfully quickly.

I then felt thick fingerbreadth holding my buttocks apart, tracing the scissure
between them and brushing my anus with their wind, probing me, applying the
bantam pressure sensation now and then as if their possessor was finding it very hard to
resist penetrating me. I 'd jazz Todd 's sense of touch anywhere. Taller than any of
us, Todd was built solidness and blessed with vast, strong script. almost citizenry,
on seeing the vena stand out on those fat fingers of his found their eye
wandering to his package. Those who ventured to see his tool for themselves
were never disappointed. He wore his tomentum long, usually in a ponytail, and
often sported several twenty-four hour period'Worth of beard ontogeny which he made look more
dashing than any of us could. Predictably, he 'd enjoyed a great deal succeeder with
men and charwoman. In fact of all of us, he and brand were the only I with
any experience of sex with char. I used to cerebrate this must be why both of
them had a warmheartedness for teasing my whoreson like a clit, but I was hardly
going to complain either way.

It was instant like this I truly savoured ; our five naked consistence in close
proximity, the combined body oestrus rising between us, the comingling aromas
of sweat, liquor, cigaret pot, body wash and expensive colognes
and acrobatic atomiser filling my anterior naris, the silence of the way broken by
groaning and explosion of breath.

As soon as my little oneirism had begun, it was over. I always know
instinctively when it 's time to take things to the adjacent level, and as
exquisite as fucking cocks with Lee was, I had much more to do
tonight. Gently disengaging myself from Lee, I dropped to the
level. Sitting on the balls of my foot, I gazed with puppy dog eyes up at
the four rampant cocks : Baby's-arm thick and gorgeously veined ( Todd 's ) ;
pink and curved as though designed with the male g-spot in creative thinker ( Brian 's ) ;
long and tan, with its delicious skin pulled taut ( Lee 's ) ; and crowned with
a arrant, plum-shaped bulb and irresistible little slit ( Mark 's ). I was n't
given a instant to lick my lips before Lord Todd, being Todd, was shoving that
brute of a cock between them. I sucked in recollective stroking, inch after meaty
in passing my backtalk and weighing down my tongue. I 'd long since learned
the art of deepthroat, but still always felt as if Sir Alexander Robertus Todd would n't be
satisfied until his manhood was firmly between my tonsils.

'' Fuuuuuck yeah. `` He said in that growly articulation of his. He grabbed my hair and
thrust his hips back and forth, building amphetamine, fucking my lip like
puss. His body was so consuming, I struggled to jack Brian and scar
either slope of him, but I was n't letting their turncock out of my grasp for
one second. Lee stood stroking his own putz at the spectacle, precum
already drooling down his fingers.

It 's reliable that every inch feels twice as lots inside ; drawing it from my
oral cavity, Sir Alexander Robertus Todd 's penis felt about two foot long and at least half way down my
throat. I was salivating so much you 'd suffer thought I did n't even have
teeth. Trails of it ran from Todd 's crown to verbalize. I took a breathing spell,
swapped my right paw from scrape 's putz to Todd 's and went to make for on
Brian 's, as Lee stepped up for me to stroke him with my allow hand. Brian
stood with his hands behind his spine, looking down at me nursing on him
with an expression of engrave concentration. The telling curve of
Brian 's manhood meant I could n't come straight at it. I raised myself
slightly and tilted my head word so my chin almost touched my chest of drawers, closing my
lips around the almost pointed tip of his cock and gliding down most of its
length in one movement.

'' Uuuuhhhhhhh. '' Brian moaned.

Brian was something of a wickedness Equus caballus. Neat and tidy in all things, with a
sensible haircut, field glass and fairly buttoned-down clothes horse sense, he was
academically gifted and already making a good sustenance for himself. He owned
a large, two-bedroom apartment in the same construction as us ( we were only
renting our plaza ), but it was a sparsely furnished workspace more than
anything, not a shoes you felt like hanging out in. He was a naturally
private somebody, but nigh people considered him aloof. Most of them never
realised he had a form centre or a wicked sense of humour, or that he was
the most voracious and shameless cum junky you were ever probably to
meet. Brian was the cat that got the emollient, and he 'd get it from anywhere,
any time he could. Show Brian a gloryhole and he would literally stay there
all day waiting for a turncock he could debilitate. He 'd exhaust the cum out of
rubber as well as asses, he 'd lap the still-warm spunk from the jockey
shorts of his college roomy. He could let the cat out of the bag expertly and at duration about
the richness, saltiness, viscosity and volume of cum and how they related
to age and diet and so on. He could also heel the health benefit of sassy
semen applied, for instance, as a moisturiser. But naturally his preferable
applications programme was as a gooey snack, any hour of the day or night.

My fist still jerking Lee and Mark like plunger, I sucked away on Brian,
trying as salutary I could not to bend his shaft in a way that might be
uncomfortable. These were my friends and it was my job, my duty to see that
they were all thoroughly pleasured and satisfied. I knew Brian was n't that
used to having his pecker in someone else 's backtalk, but his fiddling moans and
sudden, needlelike intakes of breath told me he was enjoying my attentions.

Wanking himself as another man might get by with a fully inflated flaming
hose, Todd watched my whorish devotion to cock with a shit-eating smiling. He
slapped Brian on the back and said something coarse that I did n't quite
catch, but nobody took any poster. It was Lee 's round with my mouth
now. Firmly but not roughly, he put his hand on my head and guided me to
his waiting mother fucker, which I obligingly sank my mouth down upon. Lee had very
little body fuzz, but the little rock outcrop like the ring around the stem
of his cock were really sexy. I went nice and tedious blowing Lee, knowing he
was already so worked up. I made sure he loved every secondment of this, but I
was n't gon na let him pop yet, even if he thought he wanted to. I 'd take him
fully into my mouth 'til my nose was touching that little spell of hairsbreadth,
then pull almost all of the way back.

Aaallllllll the way in then aaalllllll the way back.

I was sure to mold my tongue around his bulb, teasing his trivial cleft and
enjoying the taste of the same precum that my own cockhead was still coated
with from our earlier embrace. I could smell the musk from between his
thigh and it was making me throb.

I consider myself as skilled with my hands as I am with my lip and
spit. Even if I 'm blindfolded, gagged and have one arm tied behind my
back, I can still get a man off, what 's more I 'll fuck exactly who that man
is from the contours of his shaft, the extrusion, the mineral vein, the texture of his
skin. Mark 's cock was the best of both humankind, not too long and not too
thick, with veins in all the right places and the most beautiful head
you 've ever seen. Sweeney Todd 's pride and joy was the putz of a pornography star, but
Saint Mark 's was a work of art. I had n't paid it, or him, a good deal care just
yet, but I was n't neglecting him. I was saving the estimable for last.

Deutschmark, as I said, had been with women as well as men, both romantically and
sexually. Actually a lot masses suspected he was just a closeted neat
guy ( hey, it happens ). His last major relationship ( a girl, they were
engaged ) had turned sour and it was while he was bouncing around cruising
sites on the recoil that we had first met him. Without a place of his own,
he had wound up crashing on our sofa 'for a while'. 18 calendar month later, he was
still there. Mark was no slovenly person though, he did his carnival share of the work,
paid towards rent and housekeeping without fail and was pretty much the
model roomie. He was a nice and charming guy, self-assured without
being objectionable in exactly the way Lord Todd was n't, and could easily scoop More
macho guys on the playacting orbit or, as I discovered, the bedroom.

The five of us were nigh friends, and as you 'll have gathered by now we 'd
all fucked at one time or another. But whilst I might have had fun with the
guys and sucked their pecker, crisscross was the alone one who 'd actually charmed
his way into my bed.That 's a tarradiddle for another time, but suffice to say it
settled the issue as far as I was concerned.

I gripped Lee 's cock tightly in my hand and reluctantly turned my brass from
him. It was Mark 's turn now and after giving three jaw-aching cock sucking, I
was fix to take beloved with my mouth. Starting at fall guy 's heavy, luxuriant
egg, I massaged them with my spit, sucking each one gently before
turning my attentions to the underside of his dig and kissing along its
distance. Coming to the straits I placed a last, tiny kiss upon it and let it
division my wrinkle lips, taking him, quivering, inside. From then on I drank
deeply of Mark as if drawing sprightliness from his splendid organ of joy. I
sucked and stroked. I fondled and pumped. My impertinence bulged and my natural language
danced. I gripped the back of his thigh and he merely stroked my hair. He
gave and I received the burden of his manfully being. I did n't eff or manage
what the other boys were doing.

After I do n't know how prospicient, I was lifted by the pelvic girdle so I stood flex
double, still clamped to home run 's turncock. Without further preamble a
bell-shaped trespasser pressed between my ass globe and the brief, familiar
sting shot through me. Penetration. A prick in my ass, whole and
insistent. My taut ring of muscular tissue opening up to receive it. I paused in my
sucking to gasp as Lee firmly anchored himself in me. I lifted my right leg
and Lee hooked his arm around it. Not until he was buried to the very hilt
in my hole would we both be satisfied. His ball at concluding pertain mine and I
resumed gobbling Mark with new vigour.

Lee jackhammered my ass, panting and almost growling at the exertion. Every
thrust nudged my prostate, so every mo felt as if I was about to cum. I
had n't touched my putz in the last 20 mo ; I was iron-hard and in
exquisite agony being spit-roasted like a unwashed whore.

Todd had sat Brian on the sofa and was now squatting uncharacteristically
with Brian 's cock in his lip. Seeing a Brobdingnagian, butch guy sucking rooster like
a pro is an awful visual sense, and Sweeney Todd seemed entirely subject matter to pleasure
Brian as he watched Lee and Mark fuck me from both ends.

Just as Lee seemed prepare to irrupt, his exhaled loudly and slowed right-hand
down, working his pelvis at more leisurely fastness and then finally pulling
out of me. The suction withdrawal, the sudden ache nihility inside me is the
pretty much the entirely part of fucking I do n't love. I guessed Lee needed a
time-out to catch his breath, which at least meant fall guy would be fucking me
next. I knew from experience that Mark loved to fuck face-to-face ( I 'd
spent that night with him on my back ), so was n't at all surprised when he
took me by the manus and laid me down on the rug. With a pile of apparel
cushioning my brain, I raised my legs up high, offering my pussy to him. My
legs against his chest, his hands planted either incline of me to plump for him,
Mark stared into my heart and let me take him opening. Our breathing
synchronised and our fingers interlocked. I was his.

My ass muddle expanded further as print 's Crown popped inside. He held it
there just for a brief moment. Slooooowly he leaned back, so he was almost
in the sitting position, and then, as I knew he would, he took my rooster in
his helping hand and stroked in time to the beating of his hip against my
ass. crisscross fucked so gently at world-class. It never felt as if he was just using
me to get himself off- which my unharmed purpose here and I certainly did n't
begrudge. He made sure enough I was taking as a great deal pleasure as I was giving. I
knew I was n't just a yap to him, I was a fan. And frankly, he
manipulated my organic structure so expertly, inside and out ; it was easily to feel like I
was taking vantage of him.

We all loved sex with Saint Mark, or more accurately, we all loved getting fucked
by home run. Some week earlier it had been Lee 's turning to fathom, but Sir Alexander Robertus Todd had
insisted he was taking Lee 's turn for him, declaring he was in the modality to
be 'the squawk'for a while. Lord Todd had gone the week before and had ridden
German mark 's peter like a bucking bronco. It was obvious he was hooked. We all saw
through him and Lee had stood firm. When we came into the animation way to
get things started, we were greeted by the sight of Todd, naked save for
his trainer and blanched athletic air-sleeve ( we all find this look extremely hot,
it 's one of the few things we agree on ), bent over the lounge with his
sinewy ass in the air. lube glistened between those big slabs. Todd
looked defiantly from over his shoulder.

'' Well Mark ? ``

Mark, his boxershorts tented, looked from Todd to us to Sir Alexander Robertus Todd 's rosebud and then
just muttered `` Ah, fuck it ''. His dick was out and up Lord Todd 's ass within
seconds.

Lee, being Lee, was n't gon na take up that lying down, and so without missing a
cadence he stripped naked and hang over next to Sir Alexander Robertus Todd on the sofa. If Todd
insisted on bottoming tonight, so be it, but he was still getting his ass
pounded. Mark, banging away, could n't quite believe what was happening- or
could n't believe his luck- and agreed through gritted dentition that OK, he 'd
fuck them both. That 's when I joined them on the lounge on the former side of
Todd and Mark, naked, my ass lubed, saying I too wanted some attention from
Mark that night. Before crisscross had a prospect to grab his breath and mental process
this Brian, figuring he 'd get into the feel of the evening, also came
over and stuck his blanch ass in the air for Mark to enjoy.

In a show of finding and stamina that would get drawn applause from
a Hellene god, Saint Mark fucked each and every one of our asses that Nox,
pumping and grinding one of us for 30-seconds to a minute at a time before
pulling out and moving along to the next kettle of fish. He worked his way up and
down the business line at to the lowest degree three fourth dimension, red-faced and sweating but determined
to reach the people what they want and enjoy this banquet of man quim.

Beneath him, a understood contest raged between the four of us to see who could
work their sphincter muscles enough to ultimately claim Mark 's load. In the
end it was all faculty member ; disgorging himself from Lee and pointing his
lube-and-ass-juice-smeared dick at Todd for a net push ; Mark let out a
primal, agonised groan and jetted rophy after roach of spermy sauce all over
Todd 's ass and back, only for it to be gobbled up by Brian. It was a great
night all beat, and Lee and Todd settled thing with score fuck the next
day, 69-ing and then riding a double-headed dildo borrowed from yours
truly.

It was Todd 's vast stopcock that filled my mouth next, face-fucking me good and
proper. Romantically-inclined though he was, Mark clearly found the batch
of this exciting and fucked faster, his sack slapping against my butt as he
did.

things were getting frenzied now. If there was any ceremony to these nights
of ours it was over.

Todd thundered away ; my nerve flushed crimson, my eyes bulged, I gargled and
drooled like a rabid dog, but still he fucked my mouth brutishly. He even
held my nose, the mongrel. He knew I could take it, he 'd said Sir Thomas More than
once that I was he favored cocksucker, which just made him test my limit point
even more.

'' Ulllllllgggghhhhhhhh.. ! '' I choked, my tongue held down by cockmeat.

Mark shuddered and withdrew from me, quickly clambering to his feet and
wanking out his thick and silky cum all over my breast and stomach.

Perhaps as a mercy, scar beckoned Brian over to take his go at my
fuckhole. Lord Todd harrumphed but took the trace, pulling his monster from my
ravaged throat and letting me finally sit up. Gasping for intimation and with
centre streaming, I was n't gon na let the guys down by pussying out and making
them wait. Cum-glazed, I shuffled on my human knee over to the sofa where Lee
was sat, legs wide apart. I put my head in his lap and disseminate my face for
Brian. I was the bitch, and bitch think of doggy-style.

I sucked on Lee 's chunk as Brian slid into my cunt. He favoured a
'hands-free'piece of tail proficiency, his arm wide, rocking back and Forth on
the front orb of his feet, watching mesmerised as his banana hammer
disappeared between my plump, hairy cheeks to be swallowed up. Lee moaned
and kept pushing my headland down, past his glob to his dark short
starfish. So predictable. Most guys dearest being rimmed, but Lee had a major
weakness for a tongue lapping his pucker. I knew if anything would push him
over the edge that would be it, so tried to get my mouth back on his
cock. No dice. He moved his butt the edge of the tooshie and held my brain
down, his other hand a blur on his cock.

By this point I was pretty shut down myself. Brian may bear looked skinny and
unassuming but he could churn your prostate gland into butter, which is exactly
what he was doing to mine. Grabbing my hips to becalm himself, he rammed
hard and with amazing precision at my sweet slur. I suppose it was
impossible for Brian 's putz to get it on exactly where it was inside of me-
nobodies'cock is that sensitive- it sure as netherworld felt that way. I tensed,
white-knuckled and moaning at the assault on my pleasure button. I decided
to go for broke.

I stabbed my clapper at Lee 's asshole, worming inside. He was scooting so
far forward and spreading his legs so wide-eyed for me, his feet lifted off the
floor. He whined and whimpered and scrunched his face up. I felt my cock
jump and rolled my tongue in the pulsating ring.

Brian bucked. Lee wailed. I started to gush. My ass clenched. I felt
something warm plash my hair's-breadth and face. Brian drove his cock into me one
last time.

I gushed cum. I was flooded with cum. I was splattered with cum.

The three of us climaxed in rapt concert. My insides gratefully
accepted their coating of hot, freshly seminal fluid, straight from the reservoir. I
lifted my aspect from Lee 's ass now slick from my cruddy French people kiss. Cum
oozed down over my eye as Lee blew the last of his lading, smearing his cummy
cockhead across my impudence. A pool of my own punk stained the rug
beneath me.

Brian pulled out from my sloppy hole. I knew he 'd have liked to wipe out his
own newly-deposited sperm from my pussy, but Lord Todd was already pushing him
aside. Lord Todd believed that the best lubricant for an ass fucking was cum-
another one of those uncommon affair we all agreed upon- and there was no way
he was going to miss out on waterlogged arcsecond. If Sweeney Todd had n't pressed my head
into the carpeting from behind with one of his gorilla hands I 'd cause jumped
at the sentience of his veiny salami being driven into me. It was like
being mounted by a minuscule horse. My anal retentive closed chain was stretched almost beyond
endurance and even with their coating of cum, my guts felt full to
electrical capacity. Todd was not a entitle fucker, but he never even considering going
easy on me, even after the three poundings I 'd already taken that night. He
needed to dominate, for this to be his seduction and for me to be totally at
his mercy.

'' Awwww yeah.Take it, fucker ! Aw, you little kick. ``

Having just cum myself, I was as relaxed as potential and determined not to
tense up. It would have been gentle to let Todd drown me, but I would n't
let him. I shifted my knees further apart and rocked my ass back and
forward, meeting his thrusts. He wanted to give me a good hard shtup and
I was gon na take it, by God. I was exhausted and aching, but the relentless
Assault touched the carnal side of me, the pure, undiluted lust for male person
and their male essence, the part of me that lived to be penetrated, to
satisfy cock after pecker and absorb their potency.

Sir Alexander Robertus Todd was hung like a entire and fucked like one ; no finesse, just untamed
strong-arm power. I would not cry out. I gritted my teeth and welcomed his
intensifying thrusts.

The other guy wire, sated for now, sat around in a semi-circle, riveted as a lot
by my performance as Todd 's. This was sex as violent terpsichore. Man sex.

Todd dug his nails into my ass and roared. He roared so gimcrack dust
seemed to fall from the ceiling. A week 's worth of body of work tenseness and sexual
frustration erupted into my bowels, sperm flooding out of Sweeney Todd 's balls as
though a dam had burst.

His knees gave beneath him and he collapsed on top of me. We lay there,
still locked together for a long moment. We breathed keen heaving
breaths. The room seemed to spin out. All my senses were on fire.

When Todd at finally removed himself from me, I felt I must be gaping capable, my
normally tight pleasure-giving asshole red and swollen like a on-key snatch. I
managed to roll onto my backrest and just lay there, eyes half closed. The
others were clearing up, wiping themselves down, getting drinks. I was
glazed with saliva and elbow grease. I had dandy gobs of seed on me and in me. I
just let my mind drift, luxuriating in the orgiastic afterglow.

meter passed, I 'm not indisputable how long. Then I felt subdued lips on my brass. I
knew it would be Brian, wanting to bask the taste of all five of us on my
tongue. I let him kiss me, expecting him to work his way down to home run 's
cooling jizz on my chest. Instead another distich of sassing found mine. It was
Lee, of class. He kissed me as if I was the love of his spirit. Then as soon
as Lee was finished, another mouth took his place. sucker. I guessed this was
their way of thanking me, as if any thanks were needed.

Dizzy from all of this, I stayed where I was on the living room floor, my
tongue protruding slightly from between my lips. The following affair it tasted
was the warm, wrinkled grain of an anus. I breathed deeply as Sweeney Todd
lowered his big ass onto my aspect. Like I said, the wad was everyone got to
cum at least twice.

metre for round two !