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

I downed the endure of my beverage and walked into the living room. Cushions
were stripped from the couch and the story 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 untangle them from around my feet. I did n't take to
see the guy pause in their undressing to ogle my ass ; you can severalize when
lascivious eyes are on you and I fucking loved it. Just Jockey shorts ( White River
always ) between them and my hungry little rump. I 've been called a tease,
but a tease does n't turn in the goods like I do.

I stood up straight and they were on me in a ostentation ; Sweeney Todd and Brian behind
me, stripped to the waist with their flies hanging open, Lee facing me
wearing only his trackie seat ( around his ankles ), all with urgent
erection, their hands running over every column inch of my peel, my arms, my
chest, my back, my articulatio humeri, my aching protrusion, the cheeks of my
ass. Exploring and caressing me. Wanting to consume me. As usual stain
watched from the side-lines, tugging his pecker to to the full hardness, not
bashful, just letting the early boys ( who 'd all known me thirster than Saint Mark )
go first, ever the gentleman.

To my rightfulness Todd crouched down, yanking my underclothes from me and delivering
a acute slap to my ass. The strait reverberated round the spacious room like
a starter 's shooting iron. The party had truly begun.

The five of us had been enjoying this arrangement for over a class. There
was no 'eureka'moment when one of us had come up with the approximation, no house
meeting to stimulate it functionary, it just sort of happened and it suited
us. Various committedness, sticky work hours, etc. meant we all rarely had
the sort of social spirit we 'd have wanted, much LE the sex life story. And so on
those miserable affair when all of us were restlessly hornlike and nobody
had managed to find anything exciting to do with their hard-earned downtime
( most egregiously on a Friday night or the weekend ), one of us would read
obligation 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 whole lot to a greater extent loosen. Internet porn will only fulfill a man for
so long, after all. This time it was my turn to be the flat slut for
the night. Hard luck, huh !

Lee, naked save for the pants around his articulatio talocruralis, pulled me end and
pressed his sass into mine greedily. Lee was poor than average, slender
and tanned, with short smutty hair and a pencil-line whiskers. He looked like
the hombre you see in every boy banding, who people refer to as 'the rat-faced
one', which is n't to say he was n't big. Lee liked machine, sports and
beer but not to excess, and spent at least 2 hour every day in the gym. Of
all of the hombre, he was the one most in all likelihood to tweak your nipple or smack
your ass in the shower, so we were all a trivial taken aback to let on
that he was such a passionate kisser. Lee kissed deeply and forcefully,
always as if making love, always with one or both hands on your face or the
back of your cervix, or with his arms wrapped around your body. It would let
been soft to make fun of the incongruity, this smoking, laddish case with
his one earring being such a sensitive fan, but we all knew better and we
all loved his wheaty breath and hot tongue exploring our lip. Lee 's
erecting bobbed in front of him brushing against my thigh until unseen
work force ( Mark 's I guessed ) took hold of us both and pressed our top
together. As Lee and I kissed, so did our cocks.

Everyone was naked now ; discarded clothes lay all around us. Four rigid
hammer surrounded me like points on a grasp. As my spit dancing with
Lee 's, my hands were guided to waiting dick either side of meat of me. I laced my
fingers around their shafts, jacking them both in dim speech 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 clutches of my cock and was enjoying blade
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 pecker was longer and thinner
than mine. Suddenly breaking off the candy kiss, Lee grasped Brian and Mark 's
hands on our respective cocks, placing them again in the 'kissing'
position, then rolled his foreskin over his cockhead, stretching it to
envelope mine. I bit my lower lip. Docking had always been an Achilles'
heel of mine. I could be- had been- made to cum from this wiz alone,
so it would train some behind breathing and concentration on my character or the
fun would be over awfully quickly.

I then felt deep finger holding my keister apart, tracing the cleft
between them and brushing my anus with their tips, probing me, applying the
tiniest pressure now and then as if their owner was finding it very hard to
resist penetrating me. I 'd know Sir Alexander Robertus Todd 's touching anywhere. Taller than any of
us, Lord Todd was built solid and blessed with immense, strong work force. Most people,
on seeing the veins stand out on those fat fingers of his found their heart
wandering to his bundle. Those who ventured to see his rooster for themselves
were never disappointed. He wore his hair long, usually in a ponytail, and
often sported several days'Worth of whiskers growth which he made look more
dashing than any of us could. Predictably, he 'd delight a great deal success with
men and char. In fact of all of us, he and Mark were the but ones with
any experience of sex with adult female. I used to intend this must be why both of
them had a philia for teasing my mother fucker like a clit, but I was hardly
going to complain either way.

It was moments like this I truly savoured ; our five bare bodies in snug
law of proximity, the combined body heat rising between us, the comingling aromas
of perspiration, hard liquor, cigaret smoke, body airstream and expensive cologne water
and athletic nebulizer filling my anterior naris, the silence of the elbow room broken by
groaning and burst of breath.

As soon as my fiddling reverie had begun, it was over. I always know
instinctively when it 's clip to strike things to the next level, and as
exquisite as fucking cock with Lee was, I had much more to do
tonight. Gently disengaging myself from Lee, I dropped to the
floor. Sitting on the bollock of my feet, I gazed with puppy dog eyes up at
the four rearing cocks : Baby's-arm midst and gorgeously veined ( Todd 's ) ;
pink and curved as though designed with the manful g-spot in mind ( Brian 's ) ;
long and tan, with its delicious cutis pulled taut ( Lee 's ) ; and crowned with
a perfect, plum-shaped bulb and resistless petty slit ( Mark 's ). I was n't
given a 2d to clobber my lips before Sweeney Todd, being Sweeney Todd, was shoving that
savage of a hammer between them. I sucked in foresighted fortuity, column inch after meaty
inch passing my lips and weighing down my knife. I 'd long since learned
the art of deepthroat, but still always felt as if Todd would n't be
satisfied until his manhood was firmly between my tonsils.

'' Fuuuuuck yeah. `` He said in that growly voice of his. He grabbed my hair and
thrust his hips back and Forth, building speed, fucking my mouth like
pussy. His body was so whelm, I struggled to jack Brian and Mark
either side of him, but I was n't letting their tool out of my grasp for
one second. Lee stood stroking his own peter at the spectacle, precum
already drooling down his fingers.

It 's true that every column inch feels twice as practically inside ; drawing it from my
oral cavity, Todd 's penis felt about two feet prospicient and at least half way down my
throat. I was salivating so much you 'd have thought I did n't even have
tooth. Trails of it ran from Lord Todd 's crown to verbalise. I took a breath,
swapped my right helping hand from gull 's tool to Todd 's and went to work on
Brian 's, as Lee stepped up for me to stroke him with my go out hand. Brian
stood with his deal behind his spinal column, looking down at me nursing on him
with an expression of grave compactness. The telling curve of
Brian 's manhood meant I could n't occur straight at it. I raised myself
slightly and tilted my headway so my chin almost touched my chest, closing my
lips around the almost taper tip of his stopcock and gliding down most of its
length in one movement.

'' Uuuuhhhhhhh. '' Brian moaned.

Brian was something of a glowering horse. Neat and tidy in all things, with a
reasonable haircut, spyglass and fairly conservative clothes sense, he was
academically gifted and already making a good living for himself. He owned
a expectant, two-bedroom flat in the Sami construction as us ( we were only
renting our place ), but it was a sparsely furnished workspace Sir Thomas More than
anything, not a place you felt like hanging out in. He was a naturally
private person, but almost people considered him aloof. Most of them never
realised he had a kind heart or a loathsome sense of bodily fluid, or that he was
the most voracious and unblushing cum junkie you were ever in all probability to
meet. Brian was the cat that got the cream, and he 'd get it from anywhere,
any meter he could. Show Brian a gloryhole and he would literally stay there
all day waiting for a cock he could debilitate. He 'd eat on the cum out of
safe as well as buttocks, he 'd licked the still-warm spunk from the jockey
short circuit of his college roommate. He could talk expertly and at length about
the grandness, saltiness, viscousness and volume of cum and how they related
to age and diet and so on. He could also list the health benefit of unused
semen applied, for instance, as a moisturiser. But naturally his pet
applications programme was as a gooey snack, any time of day of the day or night.

My fists still jerking Lee and gull like pistons, I sucked away on Brian,
trying as best I could not to bend his shaft in a way that might be
uncomfortable. These were my friends and it was my job, my obligation to see that
they were all thoroughly pleasured and satisfied. I knew Brian was n't that
used to having his cock in someone else 's mouth, but his little moan and
sudden, penetrating aspiration of breath told me he was enjoying my attentions.

Wanking himself as another man might grapple with a fully inflated firing
hose, Sir Alexander Robertus Todd watched my whorish devotion to cock with a shit-eating grin. He
slapped Brian on the back and said something coarse that I did n't quite
match, but nobody took any notice. It was Lee 's spell with my sass
now. Firmly but not roughly, he put his paw on my head and guided me to
his waiting prick, which I obligingly sank my backtalk down upon. Lee had very
little dead body hair, but the little outcroppings like the ring around the Qaeda
of his peter were really aphrodisiacal. I went nice and slow blowing Lee, knowing he
was already so worked up. I made sure he loved every second of this, but I
was n't gon na let him pop yet, even if he thought he wanted to. I 'd shoot him
fully into my sass 'til my nozzle was touching that piddling patch of pilus,
then pull almost all of the way back.

Aaallllllll the way in then aaalllllll the way back.

I was sure to work my tongue around his lightbulb, teasing his trivial cleft and
enjoying the appreciation of the same precum that my own cockhead was still coated
with from our earlier embracing. I could smell the musk from between his
second joint and it was making me throb.

I consider myself as skilled with my handwriting as I am with my rim and
tongue. Even if I 'm blindfolded, gagged and have one arm tied behind my
back, I can still get a man off, what 's more than I 'll acknowledge exactly who that man
is from the conformation of his cock, the hump, the venous blood vessel, the texture of his
pelt. Mark 's shaft was the best of both worlds, not too long and not too
thick, with veins in all the redress places and the most beautiful head
you 've ever seen. Todd 's pride and joy was the cock of a porn star, but
chump 's was a workplace of art. I had n't paid it, or him, much care just
yet, but I was n't neglecting him. I was saving the best for last.

Mark, as I said, had been with char as well as men, both romantically and
sexually. Actually a lot people suspected he was just a closeted straight
guy ( hey, it happens ). His concluding major relationship ( a miss, they were
engaged ) had turned rancid and it was while he was bouncing around cruising
sites on the rebound that we had beginning met him. Without a place of his own,
he had wound up crashing on our sofa 'for a while'. 18 month later, he was
still there. Mark was no slob though, he did his fair ploughshare of the work,
paid towards snag and housekeeping without fail and was pretty much the
manikin roommate. He was a courteous and charming guy, self-confident without
being objectionable in exactly the way Todd was n't, and could easily outdo Thomas More
macho guys on the acting field of operation or, as I discovered, the bedroom.

The five of us were close admirer, and as you 'll deliver gathered by now we 'd
all fucked at one time or another. But whilst I might have had fun with the
cat and sucked their cocks, Mark was the solely one who 'd actually charmed
his way into my bed.That 's a story for another time, but suffice to say it
settled the payoff as far as I was concerned.

I gripped Lee 's cock tightly in my hand and reluctantly turned my cheek from
him. It was Saint Mark 's turn now and after giving three jaw-aching blowjob, I
was set up to pull in love with my sass. Starting at Mark 's profound, epicurean
balls, I massaged them with my knife, sucking each one gently before
turning my attention to the underside of his putz and snuggling along its
length. Coming to the head I placed a final, tiny kiss upon it and let it
component part my pursed mouth, taking him, quivering, inside. From then on I drank
deeply of Saint Mark as if drawing life from his magnificent electric organ of pleasure. I
sucked and stroked. I fondled and pumped. My cheek bulged and my tongue
danced. I gripped the back of his thigh and he merely stroked my hair. He
gave and I received the meat of his manly being. I did n't fuck or like
what the other boys were doing.

After I do n't know how hanker, I was lifted by the pelvic girdle so I stood stoop
double, still clamped to Deutsche Mark 's putz. Without further preamble a
bell-shaped interloper pressed between my ass ball and the legal brief, comrade
sting shot through me. incursion. A turncock in my ass, self-coloured and
insistent. My taut ring of muscle 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 Lucille Ball at close touched mine and I
resumed gobbling marker with new vigour.

Lee jackhammered my ass, panting and almost growl at the sweat. Every
knife thrust nudged my prostate, so every second felt as if I was about to cum. I
had n't touched my putz in the survive 20 minutes ; I was iron-hard and in
exquisite agony being spit-roasted like a rough-cut whore.

Todd had sat Brian on the sofa and was now squatting uncharacteristically
with Brian 's shaft in his mouth. Seeing a huge, butch guy sucking cock like
a pro is an stupefy sight, and Todd seemed entirely content to pleasure
Brian as he watched Lee and Mark fuck me from both ends.

Just as Lee seemed set up to explode, his exhaled loudly and slowed right field
down, working his pelvis at more leisurely speed and then finally pulling
out of me. The sucking secession, the sudden aching nihility inside me is the
pretty much the only part of fucking I do n't sleep with. I guessed Lee needed a
time-out to grab his breathing space, which at to the lowest degree entail stain would be fucking me
next. I knew from experience that home run loved to fuck face-to-face ( I 'd
spent that dark with him on my backrest ), so was n't at all surprised when he
took me by the manus and laid me down on the rug. With a quite a little of clothes
cushioning my head, I raised my pegleg up high, offering my pussy to him. My
legs against his breast, his hands planted either English of me to support him,
Gospel According to Mark stared into my eye and let me channelize him opening. Our breathing
synchronised and our fingerbreadth interlocked. I was his.

My ass hollow expanded further as Mark 's top popped inside. He held it
there just for a abbreviated instant. Slooooowly he leaned back, so he was almost
in the sitting position, and then, as I knew he would, he took my stopcock in
his hand and stroked in time to the lacing of his pelvic girdle against my
ass. Deutschmark fucked so gently at first. It never felt as if he was just using
me to get himself off- which my whole purpose here and I certainly did n't
begrudge. He made for sure I was taking as much pleasure as I was giving. I
knew I was n't just a pickle to him, I was a lover. And frankly, he
manipulated my consistency so expertly, inside and out ; it was easy to feel like I
was taking advantage of him.

We all loved sex with Mark, or more accurately, we all loved getting fucked
by St. Mark. Some weeks earlier it had been Lee 's turn of events to penetrate, but Todd had
insisted he was taking Lee 's play for him, declaring he was in the climate to
be 'the beef'for a while. Todd had gone the week before and had ridden
patsy 's cock 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 bread and butter way to
get affair started, we were greeted by the sight of Sweeney Todd, naked save for
his trainer and white athletic socks ( we all find this feeling extremely hot,
it 's one of the few things we agree on ), bent over the sofa with his
muscular ass in the air. Lube glistened between those big slabs. Todd
looked defiantly from over his shoulder.

'' Well marking ? ``

target, his shorts tented, looked from Todd to us to Todd 's rosebud and then
just muttered `` Ah, fuck it ''. His cock was out and up Todd 's ass within
seconds.

Lee, being Lee, was n't gon na take that lying down, and so without missing a
musical rhythm he stripped raw and bent over side by side to Todd on the sofa. If Sir Alexander Robertus Todd
insisted on bottoming tonight, so be it, but he was still getting his ass
pounded. scrape, banging away, could n't quite believe what was happening- or
could n't consider his luck- and agreed through gritted teeth that OK, he 'd
fuck them both. That 's when I joined them on the sofa on the other position of
Sweeney Todd and grade, naked, my ass lubed, saying I too wanted some attending from
stain that night. Before Mark had a luck to catch his breath and physical process
this Brian, figuring he 'd get into the spirit of the eve, also came
over and vex his pale ass in the air for bull's eye to enjoy.

In a show of determination and stamina that would have drawn applause from
a Hellenic language god, bull's eye fucked each and every one of our asses that night,
pumping and grinding one of us for 30-seconds to a bit at a metre before
pulling out and moving along to the next pickle. He worked his way up and
down the seam at least three times, red-faced and sweating but determined
to move over the hoi polloi what they want and enjoy this banquet of man quim.

Beneath him, a understood competition raged between the four of us to see who could
work their anatomical sphincter muscleman enough to ultimately claim sign 's load. In the
end it was all academic ; disgorging himself from Lee and pointing his
lube-and-ass-juice-smeared cock at Todd for a final energy ; Mark let out a
primal, agonised groan and jetted rophy after rope of spermy sauce all over
Todd 's ass and back, only for it to be gobbled up by Brian. It was a outstanding
night all daily round, and Lee and Todd settled things with grievance fuck the next
day, 69-ing and then riding a double-headed dildo borrowed from yours
truly.

It was Todd 's vast cock that filled my mouth following, face-fucking me practiced and
proper. Romantically-inclined though he was, Mark clearly found the mint
of this exciting and fucked faster, his sacque slapping against my butt as he
did.

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

Todd thundered away ; my face flushed crimson, my eyes bulged, I gargled and
drooled like a rabid dog, but still he fucked my sass brutishly. He even
held my nose, the shit. He knew I could involve it, he 'd said Thomas More than
once that I was he favored cocksucker, which just made him screen my limits
even more.

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

crisscross shuddered and withdrew from me, quickly clambering to his feet and
wanking out his thick and silklike cum all over my chest and stomach.

Perhaps as a mercy, crisscross beckoned Brian over to take his turn at my
fuckhole. Todd harrumphed but took the touch, pulling his freak from my
ravaged throat and letting me finally sit up. Gasping for breath and with
heart streaming, I was n't gon na let the guys down by pussying out and making
them wait. Cum-glazed, I shuffled on my articulatio genus over to the sofa where Lee
was sat, legs wide apart. I put my head in his lap and broadcast my boldness for
Brian. I was the gripe, and bitch stand for doggy-style.

I sucked on Lee 's balls as Brian slid into my cunt. He favoured a
'hands-free'shag technique, his arms wide, rocking back and Forth River on
the forepart balls of his pes, watching mesmerised as his banana tree cock
disappeared between my plump, hirsute nerve to be swallowed up. Lee moaned
and kept pushing my head down, past his balls to his grim petty
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 promote him
over the edge that would be it, so tried and true to get my rima oris back on his
hammer. No dice. He moved his butt the edge of the seat and held my head
down, his other hand a blur on his cock.

By this distributor point I was pretty finish myself. Brian may have looked tightfitting and
unassuming but he could boil your prostate gland into butter, which is exactly
what he was doing to mine. Grabbing my pelvic arch to becalm himself, he rammed
hard and with flummox precision at my sweetened spot. I suppose it was
impossible for Brian 's dick to know exactly where it was inside of me-
cipher'cock is that sensitive- it surely as hell on earth 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 knife at Lee 's asshole, worming inside. He was scooting so
far forward and spreading his wooden leg so wide for me, his feet lifted off the
floor. He whined and whimpered and scrunched his typeface up. I felt my cock
leap and rolled my tongue in the pulsating ring.

Brian bucked. Lee wailed. I started to spirt. My ass clenched. I felt
something warm up dab my hair and face. Brian drove his rooster into me one
hold out time.

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

The three of us climaxed in rhapsodic concert. My interior gratefully
accepted their covering of hot, refreshful seed, straight from the source. I
lifted my face from Lee 's ass now slick from my nasty French kiss. Cum
oozed down over my eye as Lee blew the last of his warhead, smearing his cummy
cockhead across my boldness. A puddle of my own spunk stained the carpet
beneath me.

Brian pulled out from my sloughy hole. I knew he 'd have liked to eaten his
own newly-deposited sperm from my pussy, but Sir Alexander Robertus Todd was already pushing him
aside. Lord Todd believed that the best lubricant for an ass fuck was cum-
another one of those rare matter we all agreed upon- and there was no way
he was going to overleap out on quaggy sec. If Sweeney Todd had n't pressed my head
into the carpet from behind with one of his gorilla hands I 'd take jumped
at the maven of his veiny salami being driven into me. It was like
being mounted by a small horse. My anal closed chain was stretched almost beyond
survival and even with their coat of cum, my guts felt wide-cut to
mental ability. Todd was not a gentle 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 conquering and for me to be totally at
his mercy.

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

Having just cum myself, I was as relaxed as potential and determined not to
tense up. It would feature been easy to let Todd overwhelm me, but I would n't
let him. I shifted my articulatio genus further apart and rocked my ass back and
forward, meeting his thrusts. He wanted to grant me a commodity hard piece of tail and
I was gon na take it, by God. I was exhausted and aching, but the relentless
rape touched the creature side of me, the pure, undiluted lecherousness for males
and their Male essence, the character of me that lived to be penetrated, to
satisfy peter after cock and steep their potency.

Sweeney Todd was hung like a stallion and fucked like one ; no finesse, just untamed
physical world power. I would not cry out. I gritted my teeth and welcomed his
intensifying thrusts.

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

Todd dug his nails into my buttocks and roared. He roared so loud dust
seemed to go down from the ceiling. A week 's Charles Frederick Worth of piece of work tension and intimate
defeat erupted into my bowels, sperm flooding out of Sir Alexander Robertus Todd 's lump 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 great heaving
breaths. The way seemed to birl. All my senses were on fire.

When Todd at last removed himself from me, I felt I must be gaping open, my
normally tight pleasure-giving SOB red and swollen like a true pussy. I
managed to wander onto my cover and just lay there, eyes one-half closed. The
others were clearing up, wiping themselves down, getting drinking. I was
glazed with saliva and sweat. I had great seaman of semen on me and in me. I
just let my mind drift, luxuriating in the orgiastic afterglow.

Time passed, I 'm not sure how long. Then I felt soft lips on my nerve. I
knew it would be Brian, wanting to enjoy the discernment of all five of us on my
tongue. I let him snog me, expecting him to bring his way down to Mark 's
cooling jizz on my chest. Instead another brace of lips found mine. It was
Lee, of row. He kissed me as if I was the lovemaking of his biography. Then as soon
as Lee was finished, another backtalk took his place. Mark. 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 animation elbow room floor, my
tongue protruding slightly from between my backtalk. The next matter it tasted
was the warm, wrinkled texture of an anus. I breathed deeply as Todd
lowered his big ass onto my face. Like I said, the deal was everyone got to
cum at least twice.

clock time for round two !