“ Hey Jake,"I answered my cell.

"What's up Mario ? The guys want to throw some pizza tonight, can you deliver ? ”, he asked.

"I ‘ ll be happy to,"I said,"what fourth dimension ? I work 4:30 - 8:30."

"That's majuscule, how about dinner around 7, can you do it ? We need to prepare the"topping ”, you know…and then you get here some time before 9, okay ?"

"Sure,"I answered feeling my prick getting surd,"call me to order around 6 and I bring you dinner."

Time tent flap and now it's 6:40 and I am at Jake's theatre doorsill ringing the bell.

He opens the door completely naked, I get in.

Frank and Jeb are sitting on the couch observance summercater and stroking each other's dick.

"Sorry I can't lay down it former, I would love to join you but we are quite busy tonight, guys,"I say.

"No vexation, we love our pizza with surplus topping and it takes clip to do that,"Jake result cracking a tiny smiling,"Brad and Markus will be here around 8:30 and the twinks a bit later, just like you."

"The whole squad ? Great ! The more the merrier !"and I smile feeling my rooster pushing harder and harder on the zipper.

"feeling, this is what I am thinking,"Jake continues facing me."You are new to our game and it takes you recollective to get where you need to be to"consent"the big cat, like Markus. Since you ‘ ll be late, what we should do is have you ready when you get here, agree ?"and looked me in the eye.

"Absolutely !"I say anticipating a nice stretching of my hole."Preparation is the groundwork of winner !"

"OK, so leave behind the pizzas on the table, drop down your pants and deform down,"he commands changing his shade to a rather rigid, authoritative one.

I obey without hesitation, wondering what is in his mind.

Jake feels my crevice with his digit and spittle just enough to make it slippery. Then he gently pushes a fingerbreadth in my trap and spits some more aright on my maw while working his finger's breadth in and out in short movements. I am nice and wet now.

"Guys,"he calls Frank and Jeb,"institute me the pepperoni. Jeb, the red ballyhoo is in the kitchen, delight bring it too, just washed it."

Frank places the pepperoni pizza right under my bed covering legs and ass. Jake dips a finger in the unthaw fat and lubes my hole, then he takes a pepperoni, dips it in the melted fat and slowly pushes it in my hole. I love his mind !

"There, boy,"he says. Then he takes another piece and does the Saame. Frank and Jeb chute another couple pieces each, some of them with pieces of cheeseflower dripping fat.

Jake checks with his middle and makes sure enough everything is in place and spitting twice on the tail plug a good amount of saliva, thick and bubbly. The plug is tapered and average in size, three fingers at the widest.

"Open him up,"he asks Frank and Jeb and the duo each catch my ass cheeks and extract them aside.

By instinct, I assume the cow position, if you go yoga you know what I mean.

Jake touches my hole with the ballyhoo's tip and pushes it in gently, then starts turning it and pushes some more. A beautiful feeling !

He fucks me for maybe a minute and then gives it one more pushing and it disappears inside me, only its base is left out of my hole.

Totally plugged up, I give a little thrust just to feel how far I can go without pushing the hoopla out.

"Mother of God !"I cry,"my ass is so full right now !"

"And it will be for the next couple of hours,"Jake replies."Don't you dare remove the plug ! I can find out if you do and you will not be invited again !"he adds and slaps my right ass cheek.

"polish off it ? It's wonderful to have your ass full like that,"I say,"I love it !"and I pull up my tight jeans.

The hombre smirk and I leave ; I am already late.

While driving, the fag stopple feels fine, in place. Luckily, my rigorous jeans only allow the fire hydrant to do out an inch or two, no more. My rectum is excited, I feel a push to abandon my bowels but the plug is secure, no way it can move.

I park and when I turn to get out of the car, my rectum pushes hard to get rid of the pepperoni. The plug's widest part is almost out of my hole, my rectum straining, my hole extensive open…I feel my bowels protest and when the wave of excitement subsides, my jean push the plug back in as soon as I start walking to the pizzeria.

My next two 60 minutes are hell. My rectal response to the pepperoni fat is unbelievable. My bowels keep back pushing the male plug out and it keeps coming in. I feel my belly complain, growl and rumble trying to get rid of the stuffing. It comes in wafture, some stronger than others.

I go to the bathroom only to just pray and go for no accidents go on. I already feel some form of wet down there…I am happy today is not one of the sidereal day I go commando.

Ooops ! I dropped my pen and…my lower trunk is ready to burst forth. When I stand up, the fireplug fucks me one more clock time. I must sound funny on the sound, it is extremely hard to finagle my voice with all that is going on inside me.

I go to the toilet again. There is a making water of sorts. The throne tissue is yellowish but doesn't smell bad. It's melted fat. I touch the al-Qa'ida of the plug with my finger, then lick it. It's tasty. I fill my ass crack with dry lavatory tissue paper, give a good push to the jade, pull up my pants and back to the counter.

I guess the smiling lady picking up her deep dish with her daughter has no idea what I am going through. She smiles at me, I smile back and feel more rectal juice leaking.

It's comical but the upheaval seem not to add up as often as before. I am relaxed, the fullness is still there but it's a dissimilar kind, milder, deeper. There are moments I don't feel anything, not even the butt joint sparking plug. I know it's there and I squeeze my cheeks to make certain it stays in space. Yes, it is in place but when I relax my glutes, I feel it derive out an in or so only to go back in in just a few seconds. I guess this is what Jake wanted, relax and train my fix before tonight's party.

"Christ,"I think,"15 fucking minutes…I am sure enough my hole will be a mess when I get there tonight. Jake is correctly, I will be wide open."I daydream taking all the guy cable in my ass and in my mouth and tasting another pleasant-tasting cum covered pizza.

I ring the doorbell and Jake opens the threshold, his cock dangling. Brad and Markus are here, the twinks peak and Phil too. I divest and notice the great grease on my underclothing, a smaller one on my jeans.

I join the others and, it's unusual, I do not hold to contain the plug in with my hand. It stays there with no effort.

"Mario !"Brad shouts with one of the twinks giving him psyche and the other sucking his testis,"great to see you again ! Jake told me he gave you a special discourse for tonight's session. Can't wait to see the results !"

"It's been a challenge,"I say,"but love the feeling."

"tone stuffed ?"Markus asks,"oh boy, wait and see !"and wink at Brad.

Frank is on all Little Joe on the floor and Jake is straddling him while bending forward, their asses piling one on top of the former and right on in front of Markus. Markus is a big black muscular guy and loves to play in terzetto. He plunges in Frank's ass while his tongue flirt Jake's pickle. Then he switches asses and fucks Jake while his left middle is in Frank's hole.

"I am so hungry, it's clip to let your load on my dinner !"Brad says and nods."Put the pizza pie on the storey and sit on it, boy,"he orders,"and do your best."

I go over the pizza pie and knee bend. The spark plug is not so willing to leave my hole's embrace, I pull it and await. I feel something dripping off me, then a fart bursts out of my hole and pepperoni bit land all over the pizza. Now I start to experience the strain, a powerful one. My body pushes out everything Jake made me hold in for hours.

"Hell,"I think,"I am gon na shit my gumption out ! Unnnnhhh !"

Some sort of prolapsus must be showing out of my hole, I feel my rectum inside out… and still straining unvoiced, very hard. A tiny current of piss comes out of my cock making the pizza pie even more sapid. A few turmoil later and all I had inside me is on the pizza pie. My bowel are relaxed now.

hotdog and Jake offer me their plastered asses while I shit pepperoni. Their asses smell Markus'musky juices.

The pepperoni trick worked like magic. I am loose to take a unhurt army.

Markus is checking my ass with his fingerbreadth.

"Man, what a beautiful rosebud you have,"he says and pushes me down on my hired man and knees.

He spreads my cheek and asks me to push again. My rosebud is in knit view.

Markus slap my oily crack with his lightlessness monster and just pushes my little prolapse, he enters me effortlessly. There is no expert opinion in this creation other than a big black shaft nailing a well lubricated ass. I gasp, not from bother but from pleasance. I let go of my reflex and push button out only to let him in even deeper.

"cipher better than a warmed up ass !"he says and starts fucking me. All the way in, down to his globe, then out half way and then all in till his hips slam my nerve.

A few prison term he gets out and spirit like his thick headland turns me inside out tickling my anal muscle. Right after my gaping hole closes, he pushes in fast till he disappears inside.

Brad does the Lapp with the twins taking bout fucking them in the ass and the back talk. The offspring son serve their master every way they can every sentence they are asked. With Brad's putz pumping in his ass, Phil fucks bank note's ass who can't assistance but let little screams out. Then Brad piece of ass bank bill who in turn pushes his dick inside Phil. A beautiful, happy trio !

Soon, the twins run to the pizza and cum together on my soft pepperoni.

Brad follows them and takes a slice. As soon as he sinks his dentition in it, he rolls his eyes and says,"superintendent fucking delicious ! I never ever in my life had such a tasty pepperoni pizza !"He devours the whole fade leaving only the crust which he dips in the modest piss pool at the box of the pizza box.

"Mamma mia ! Mario, you are our preferred pizza pie pitch boy from now on !"and winks.

Right now, Markus is fucking me ferociously pooch style, my juices splashing on his hips every time he thrusts deep. My knee joint are on the flooring but my hands have better things to do. I grab wienerwurst's and Jake's balls and twitch them tight. They moan in pain but I know they like it. Literally, I am hanging by their balls.

Brad comes close and lays down on his back next to me."Markus, let's do it !"he says and smiles.

"Ride my cock, boy !"he decree me and I am happy to serve him my piano ass lips. I straddle him and sit on his rooster which enters balls-deep with very little resistance.

A few fucking motion and I become the glad rider on earth. Markus comes behind me and point his cock in my maw. Without kneeling, he forces himself in my ass. It's not well-situated but I am so oiled up, he pushes all the way in. I gasp again. I am rhapsodic ! My beginning DP !

Two grotesque cocks create the most roguish havoc in my rear end. I feel them both going in and out independently of one another, but sometimes they have the Saami rhythm method of birth control and bang me in unison.

I have absolutely no command over my ass anatomical sphincter. I feel it is stretched beyond anything I could achieve with just straining. Actually, I am in a unremitting State Department of straining…my rectum is wrecked and having a ball !

With two cocks in my ass, two pecker in my mouth and two egg in each hired hand, all fucking me in every way possible…I am the slut of the night !

My heart beats fast, I lose concept of time…now, that's a high !

I hear some rustling interference, it seems the twinks placed a pizza right under my chin. Soon after Fred and Jeb shoot my face with their sperm…warm thick sperm…running down my cheeks and on the pizza.

I lick my two mouth-fuckers dry as much as I can when…Markus get-up-and-go all the way in me, his cock starts convulsing inside my ass. I feel him flood my rectum…and I know…black roast'sperm cell is so very Patrick Victor Martindale White, glistening white !

He moans,"Wooooaahhh !"and stays put to keep my maw stretched for Brad to experience the squeeze.

Soon after, Brad, the hefty fucker below me gives one more powerful jabbing and releases his man juice right where Markus shot his. Knowing they are both so proud of, I can't help but cum on Brad's belly, almost the same time he lets his juice go in me. I know my sphincter muscle is squeezing these two men, trying to milk the last few drops from their cocks…

One of the twinks moves the pizza under my ass and I start licking my own sperm cell from Brad's navel. Then I move to his cock and balls. The mix of cum and ass mucous tastes delicious !

Thanks to my two DP protagonist, I am not sloshed anymore. virtually of my fuckers'sperm drips on the pizza, I push a fiddling and some more leaves my inside. But Markus can't time lag, he shoves three fingerbreadth up me and fucks me hard triggering another inborn reflex reaction…my rosebud comes out of its hiding covered with even more juice, bright white juice ! It all lands on the pizza.

"hombre, let's eat,"Brad says and grabs a sperm covered slice.

"I am not there yet,"Markus says and he takes a pizza fade too. He does not eat it but dips his cock in the spermatozoon and feeds it to me. When all the sperm is gone from his slice, I lick him a few Sir Thomas More times. I love the oily tone of his dark majestic head and how it slides on my tongue.

"Awesome !"I manage to say in bitchiness of my physical enfeeblement."We need to do this often, guys."

"Sure,"Jake says and they all laughter."But side by side time we can try something new. My supporter asked me to house-sit on his gorgeous condominium and it is right on the beach ! ”