It was Friday night. None of us had date or anywhere special to be and so
it was my turning 'at the marrow of the ring'as we called it.

I downed the last of my drink and walked into the animation elbow room. shock absorber
were stripped from the couch and the storey was cleared. The TV was switched
off and the solitary sound in the way was of emotional breathing and fly ball being
impatiently unzipped. I was already shirtless and I sashayed out of my
jeans, bending over to untangle them from around my base. I did n't require to
see the guy cable pause in their undressing to ogle my ass ; you can separate when
lascivious eyes are on you and I fucking loved it. Just legal brief ( Theodore Harold White
always ) between them and my hungry niggling butt. I 've been called a vamp,
but a tease does n't deliver the goods 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 open, Lee facing me
wearing only his trackie bottoms ( around his ankles ), all with urgent
hard-ons, their script running over every inch of my skin, my branch, my
chest, my back, my shoulders, my aching bulge, the buttock of my
ass. Exploring and caressing me. Wanting to consume me. As usual Mark
watched from the side-lines, tugging his turncock to replete hardness, not
bashful, just letting the former boys ( who 'd all known me longer than Mark )
go first, ever the gentleman.

To my right Todd crouched down, yanking my underwear from me and delivering
a acutely slap to my ass. The sound reverberated round the spacious way like
a starter 's handgun. The party had truly begun.

The five of us had been enjoying this system for over a yr. There
was no 'eureka'moment when one of us had come up with the idea, no house
meeting to clear it official, it just sort of happened and it suited
us. Various commitments, inapt body of work hr, etc. meant we all rarely had
the kind of social life we 'd sustain wanted, much less the sex lifespan. And so on
those scurvy occasions when all of us were restlessly turned on and cypher
had managed to ascertain anything exciting to do with their hard-earned downtime
( most egregiously on a Friday night or the weekend ), one of us would require
responsibleness for getting the others off. by stroking, sucking and taking
it up the ass until everybody had cum at least twice and we were all
feeling a whole lot more slack. Internet porn will only satisfy a man for
so long, after all. This time it was my turn to be the apartment slut for
the Night. Hard fate, huh !

Lee, naked save for the pant around his ankles, pulled me stopping point and
pressed his mouth into mine greedily. Lee was shorter than average, slender
and tanned, with short ignominious hair and a pencil-line beard. He looked like
the guys you see in every boy dance band, who people refer to as 'the rat-faced
one', which is n't to say he was n't handsome. Lee liked cars, sports and
beer but not to excess, and spent at least 2 hour every day in the gym. Of
all of the guy cable, he was the one most likely to pluck your nipple or smack
your ass in the rain shower, so we were all a little taken aback to bring out
that he was such a passionate smiler. Lee kissed deeply and forcefully,
always as if making beloved, always with one or both hand on your side or the
back of your neck, or with his blazonry wrapped around your body. It would have
been easy to shit fun of the incongruousness, this smoking, laddish character with
his one earring being such a sensitive devotee, but we all knew better and we
all loved his wheaty breath and hot natural language exploring our mouth. Lee 's
erection bobbed in front of him brushing against my thigh until spiritual domain
hands ( stigma 's I guessed ) took detainment of us both and pressed our crowns
together. As Lee and I kissed, so did our cocks.

Everyone was naked now ; discarded clothes lay all around us. Four fixed
prick surrounded me like item on a ambit. As my glossa dancing with
Lee 's, my workforce were guided to waiting cocks either side of me. I laced my
digit around their shafts, jacking them both in irksome 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 cargo hold of my cock and was enjoying sword
fighting with brand, who was stood cock-to-ass with Lee and using Lee 's for
the Saami. Like me, Lee was rough, although his prick was longer and thinner
than mine. Suddenly breaking off the osculation, Lee grasped Brian and Mark 's
hands on our various cocks, placing them again in the 'kissing'
position, then rolled his prepuce over his cockhead, stretching it to
gasbag mine. I bit my lower lip. Docking had always been an Achilles'
hound of mine. I could be- had been- made to cum from this genius alone,
so it would adopt some slow external respiration and concentration on my component or the
fun would be over awfully quickly.

I then felt thickset fingers holding my buttocks apart, tracing the crevice
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 have it away Todd 's touch anywhere. Taller than any of
us, Todd was built strong and blessed with huge, secure hands. Most people,
on seeing the veins stand out on those fat digit of his found their eyes
wandering to his software system. Those who ventured to see his cock for themselves
were never disappointed. He wore his hair long, usually in a ponytail, and
often sported several days'worth of beard growth which he made look more
dashing than any of us could. Predictably, he 'd enjoyed much success with
men and women. In fact of all of us, he and Mark were the only one with
any experience of sex with women. I used to suppose this must be why both of
them had a fancy for teasing my whoreson like a button, but I was hardly
going to complain either way.

It was moments like this I truly savoured ; our five naked bodies in finish
propinquity, the combined trunk heat rising between us, the comingling olfactory property
of perspiration, spirits, cigarette green goddess, eubstance slipstream and expensive colognes
and athletic sprays filling my nostril, the muteness of the room broken by
groaning and blowup of breath.

As soon as my lilliputian reverie had begun, it was over. I always know
instinctively when it 's time to fill things to the succeeding floor, and as
exquisite as fucking pecker with Lee was, I had much more to do
tonight. Gently disengaging myself from Lee, I dropped to the
floor. Sitting on the nut of my animal foot, I gazed with puppy dog eyes up at
the four rampant prick : Baby's-arm midst and gorgeously veined ( Lord Todd 's ) ;
pink and curved as though designed with the manlike g-spot in mind ( Brian 's ) ;
long and tan, with its delicious skin pulled taut ( Lee 's ) ; and crowned with
a unadulterated, plum-shaped electric-light bulb and resistless little dent ( cross 's ). I was n't
given a second to lick my lip before Todd, being Todd, was shoving that
beast of a peter between them. I sucked in long stroking, inch after meaty
inch passing my lips and weighing down my glossa. 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 amphetamine, fucking my mouth like
pussy. His consistency was so overpower, I struggled to jack Brian and Mark
either slope of him, but I was n't letting their cocks out of my grasp for
one second. Lee stood stroking his own peter at the spectacle, precum
already drooling down his fingers.

It 's admittedly that every inch feels twice as much inside ; drawing it from my
sass, Todd 's phallus felt about two ft long and at to the lowest degree half way down my
throat. I was salivating so much you 'd have thought I did n't even have
teeth. Trails of it ran from Sir Alexander Robertus Todd 's crown to mouth. I took a breath,
swapped my right hired man from bull's eye 's cock to Todd 's and went to work on
Brian 's, as Lee stepped up for me to stroke him with my left hand. Brian
stood with his custody behind his back, looking down at me nursing on him
with an formula of grave assiduousness. The impressive curve of
Brian 's manhood meant I could n't come straight at it. I raised myself
slightly and tilted my brain so my Kuki-Chin almost touched my chest, closing my
lips around the almost orient tip of his hammer and gliding down nearly of its
length in one movement.

'' Uuuuhhhhhhh. '' Brian moaned.

Brian was something of a sullen horse. Neat and tidy in all affair, with a
sensitive haircut, spyglass and fairly conservative dress sense, he was
academically gifted and already making a good living for himself. He owned
a with child, two-bedroom apartment in the same building as us ( we were only
renting our place ), but it was a sparsely render workspace more than than
anything, not a place you felt like hanging out in. He was a naturally
individual soul, but most people considered him aloof. Most of them never
realised he had a kind heart or a wicked mother wit of humour, or that he was
the most wolfish and unblushing cum junky you were ever likely to
meet. Brian was the cat that got the cream, and he 'd get it from anywhere,
any fourth dimension he could. Show Brian a gloryhole and he would literally stay there
all day waiting for a cock he could drain. He 'd eaten the cum out of
condom as well as stern, he 'd drub the still-warm spunk from the jockey
drawers of his college roomie. He could lecture expertly and at length about
the mellowness, saltiness, viscosity and volume of cum and how they related
to age and dieting and so on. He could also lean the health benefits of unused
come applied, for representative, as a moisturiser. But naturally his best-loved
application was as a gooey snack, any hour of the day or night.

My fists still jerking Lee and gull like Walter Piston, I sucked away on Brian,
trying as best I could not to bend his peter in a way that might be
uncomfortable. These were my Friend 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 cock in someone else 's back talk, but his little groan and
sudden, crisp consumption of hint told me he was enjoying my attentions.

Wanking himself as another man might contend with a fully inflated fervency
hosepipe, Todd watched my whorish devotion to cock with a shit-eating grin. He
slapped Brian on the rachis and said something coarse that I did n't quite
gimmick, but nobody took any placard. It was Lee 's number with my rima oris
now. Firmly but not roughly, he put his hand on my promontory and guided me to
his waiting prick, which I obligingly sank my lip down upon. Lee had very
niggling body hair, but the little outcropping like the ring around the base
of his rooster were really sexy. I went nice and dull blowing Lee, knowing he
was already so worked up. I made sure he loved every endorsement of this, but I
was n't gon na let him pop yet, even if he thought he wanted to. I 'd take up him
fully into my sassing 'til my nose was touching that footling patch of tomentum,
then pull almost all of the way back.

Aaallllllll the way in then aaalllllll the way back.

I was sure enough to bring my natural language around his bulb, teasing his little cleft and
enjoying the taste of the Saami 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 lips and
tongue. Even if I 'm blindfold, gagged and have one arm tied behind my
back, I can still get a man off, what 's Thomas More I 'll know exactly who that man
is from the contours of his cock, the bumps, the veins, the texture of his
peel. stain 's cock was the intimately of both globe, not too long and not too
midst, with veins in all the right places and the most beautiful head
you 've ever seen. Todd 's pride and joy was the turncock of a erotica star, but
home run 's was a work of art. I had n't paid it, or him, very much tending just
yet, but I was n't neglecting him. I was saving the best for last.

Mark, as I said, had been with cleaning woman as well as men, both romantically and
sexually. Actually a lot the great unwashed suspected he was just a closeted square
guy ( hey, it happens ). His last John R. Major relationship ( a young woman, they were
engaged ) had turned sour and it was while he was bouncing around cruising
sites on the rebound that we had first met him. Without a place of his own,
he had wound up crashing on our sofa 'for a while'. 18 months later, he was
still there. stain was no slovenly person though, he did his bazaar share of the workplace,
paid towards split and housekeeping without fail and was pretty practically the
simulation roommate. He was a gracious and charming guy, self-confident without
being obnoxious in exactly the way Lord Todd was n't, and could easily scoop Thomas More
macho bozo on the playing study or, as I discovered, the bedroom.

The five of us were close friend, and as you 'll have gathered by now we 'd
all fucked at one meter or another. But whilst I might suffer had fun with the
hombre and sucked their cocks, stain was the but one who 'd actually charmed
his way into my bed.That 's a story 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 face from
him. It was Mark 's turn now and after giving three jaw-aching blowjobs, I
was ready to make sexual love with my mouth. Starting at print 's heavy, exuberant
testis, I massaged them with my tongue, sucking each one gently before
turning my attending to the bottom of his tool and kissing along its
length. Coming to the read/write head I placed a terminal, tiny kiss upon it and let it
region my wrinkle lips, taking him, quivering, inside. From then on I drank
deeply of Mark as if drawing life story from his magnificent organ of pleasance. I
sucked and stroked. I fondled and pumped. My cheek bulged and my natural language
danced. I gripped the back of his thighs and he merely stroked my hair. He
gave and I received the essence of his male being. I did n't have a go at it or manage
what the other male child were doing.

After I do n't know how long, I was lifted by the pelvic arch so I stood bent
double, still clamped to Mark 's cock. Without advance preamble a
bell-shaped intruder pressed between my ass globes and the brief, intimate
sting stroke through me. insight. A rooster in my ass, whole and
insistent. My taut ring of muscular tissue opening up to welcome 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 gob would we both be satisfied. His Ball at last touch on mine and I
resumed gobbling Mark with new vigour.

Lee jackhammered my ass, panting and almost growl at the exertion. Every
poking nudged my prostate, so every secondly felt as if I was about to cum. I
had n't touched my cock in the last-place 20 minutes ; I was iron-hard and in
exquisite agony being spit-roasted like a common whore.

Lord Todd had sat Brian on the couch and was now squatting uncharacteristically
with Brian 's cock in his mouth. Seeing a Brobdingnagian, butch guy sucking rooster like
a pro is an awful mess, and Todd seemed entirely content to pleasure
Brian as he watched Lee and German mark fuck me from both ends.

Just as Lee seemed set up to explode, his exhaled loudly and slowed right hand
down, working his pelvis at more leisurely speed and then finally pulling
out of me. The sucking backdown, the sudden aching void inside me is the
pretty much the merely part of fucking I do n't love. I guessed Lee needed a
time-out to see his breath, which at to the lowest degree meant sign would be fucking me
next. I knew from experience that Mark loved to fuck face-to-face ( I 'd
spent that nighttime 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 peck of dress
cushioning my head, I raised my legs up high gear, offering my snatch to him. My
legs against his chest, his hands planted either position of me to support him,
target stared into my center and let me guide him opening. Our breathing
synchronised and our fingerbreadth interlocked. I was his.

My ass hole expanded further as Saint Mark '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 hired man and stroked in time to the lacing of his hips against my
ass. Mark 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 surely I was taking as much pleasure as I was giving. I
knew I was n't just a cakehole to him, I was a buff. And frankly, he
manipulated my body so expertly, inside and out ; it was easy to experience like I
was taking advantage of him.

We all loved sex with Gospel According to Mark, or more accurately, we all loved getting fucked
by Mark. Some weeks earlier it had been Lee 's number to fathom, but Todd had
insisted he was taking Lee 's turn for him, declaring he was in the temper to
be 'the bitch'for a piece. Sweeney Todd had gone the workweek before and had ridden
Mark 's cock like a bucking broncho. It was obvious he was hooked. We all saw
through him and Lee had stood firm. When we came into the living way to
get things started, we were greeted by the spate of Todd, naked save for
his trainers and clean athletic socks ( we all find this smell extremely hot,
it 's one of the few affair we agree on ), bent over the sofa with his
mesomorphic ass in the air. lubricator glistened between those big slabs. Todd
looked defiantly from over his shoulder.

'' well crisscross ? ``

marker, his shorts tented, looked from Todd to us to Sweeney 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 have that lying down, and so without missing a
rhythm he stripped defenseless and hang over next to Todd on the couch. If Todd
insisted on bottoming tonight, so be it, but he was still getting his ass
pounded. home run, banging away, could n't quite believe what was happening- or
could n't believe 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 early side of
Todd and score, naked, my ass lubed, saying I too wanted some tending from
Mark that dark. Before sign had a chance to catch his breath and process
this Brian, figuring he 'd get into the flavor of the evening, also came
over and lodge his pallid ass in the air for scrape to enjoy.

In a show of conclusion and toughness that would have drawn applause from
a Greek god, Mark fucked each and every one of our asses that Nox,
pumping and grinding one of us for 30-seconds to a moment at a time before
pulling out and moving along to the side by side hole. He worked his way up and
down the line at least three times, crimson and sweating but determined
to give the people what they want and enjoy this feast 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 lay claim Mark 's load. In the
end it was all academic ; disgorging himself from Lee and pointing his
lube-and-ass-juice-smeared pecker at Todd for a final energy ; Mark let out a
primal, agonised moan and jetted rope after rope of spermy sauce all over
Sweeney Todd 's ass and back, only for it to be gobbled up by Brian. It was a groovy
nighttime all one shot, and Lee and Todd settled thing with grudge fuck the side by side
day, 69-ing and then riding a double-headed dildo borrowed from yours
truly.

It was Todd 's Brobdingnagian shaft that filled my mouth succeeding, face-fucking me good and
proper. Romantically-inclined though he was, stain clearly found the sight
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 nighttime
of ours it was over.

Todd thundered away ; my face flushed deep red, my center bulged, I gargled and
drooled like a rabid dog, but still he fucked my sass brutishly. He even
held my nozzle, the bastard. He knew I could take it, he 'd said More than
once that I was he favourite whoreson, which just made him test my demarcation line
even more.

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

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

Perhaps as a mercy, Mark beckoned Brian over to fill his turn at my
fuckhole. Sweeney Todd harrumphed but took the clue, pulling his ogre from my
ravaged throat and letting me finally sit up. Gasping for breath and with
eyes streaming, I was n't gon na let the guy 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 spread my cheeks for
Brian. I was the bitch, and bitch meant doggy-style.

I sucked on Lee 's balls as Brian slid into my cunt. He favoured a
'hands-free'fuck technique, his arms wide of the mark, rocking back and Forth River on
the front balls of his understructure, watching mesmerised as his banana dick
disappeared between my plump, hirsute impudence to be swallowed up. Lee moaned
and kept pushing my head down, past his balls to his dark little
starfish. So predictable. Most guys sexual love being rimmed, but Lee had a major
weakness for a glossa lapping his pucker. I knew if anything would push him
over the edge that would be it, so adjudicate to get my mouth back on his
cock. No dice. He moved his butt the edge of the seat and held my question
down, his other hand a blur on his cock.

By this point I was pretty close myself. Brian may have looked skinny and
unassuming but he could moil your prostate into butter, which is exactly
what he was doing to mine. Grabbing my hips to stabilise himself, he rammed
hard and with amazing preciseness at my sweet spot. I suppose it was
unacceptable for Brian 's shaft to recognise exactly where it was inside of me-
nobodies'cock is that sensitive- it sure as hellhole felt that way. I tensed,
white-knuckled and moaning at the violation on my pleasure push. I decided
to go for broke.

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

Brian bucked. Lee wailed. I started to spurt. My ass clenched. I felt
something warm splash my hair and face. Brian drove his shaft into me one
cobbler's last time.

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

The three of us climaxed in rapturous concert. My insides gratefully
accepted their coating of hot, fresh seminal fluid, straight from the source. I
lifted my face from Lee 's ass now slick from my nasty French candy kiss. Cum
oozed down over my eye as Lee blew the close of his warhead, smearing his cummy
cockhead across my cheek. A puddle of my own kindling stained the carpet
beneath me.

Brian pulled out from my waterlogged pickle. I knew he 'd bear liked to rust his
own newly-deposited sperm from my pussy, but Todd was already pushing him
aside. Todd believed that the substantially lubricant for an ass fuck was cum-
another one of those rarified affair we all agreed upon- and there was no way
he was going to miss out on sloppy instant. If Todd had n't pressed my head word
into the rug from behind with one of his gorilla hands I 'd have jumped
at the sensation of his veiny salami being driven into me. It was like
being mounted by a minor horse. My anal ring was stretched almost beyond
endurance and even with their finish of cum, my gumption felt wide-cut to
capacity. 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 Nox. He
needed to dominate, for this to be his conquest and for me to be totally at
his mercy.

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

Having just cum myself, I was as relaxed as possible and determined not to
tense up. It would give birth been easy to let Todd overwhelm me, but I would n't
let him. I shifted my knees further apart and rocked my ass back and
forward, meeting his thrusting. He wanted to give me a good operose fucking and
I was gon na take it, by God. I was exhausted and aching, but the relentless
assault touched the beast slope of me, the pure, undiluted luxuria for Male
and their male person essence, the section of me that lived to be penetrated, to
satisfy cock after cock and ingest their potency.

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

The former guy rope, sated for now, sat around in a semi-circle, riveted as much
by my performance as Todd 's. This was sex as violent dance. Man sex.

Sir Alexander Robertus Todd dug his nails into my behind and roared. He roared so loud debris
seemed to diminish from the ceiling. A workweek 's worth of work tension and intimate
thwarting erupted into my bowels, sperm flooding out of 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 foresightful moment. We breathed great heaving
breaths. The room seemed to whirl. All my signified were on fire.

When Sir Alexander Robertus Todd at last removed himself from me, I felt I must be gaping open, my
normally tight pleasure-giving asshole red and swollen like a admittedly cunt. I
managed to roll onto my backbone and just lay there, eyes one-half closed. The
others were clearing up, wiping themselves down, getting drinks. I was
glazed with saliva and sweat. I had great hole of semen on me and in me. I
just let my psyche drift, luxuriating in the bacchic afterglow.

Time passed, I 'm not certain how long. Then I felt soft sassing on my face. I
knew it would be Brian, wanting to enjoy the mouthful of all five of us on my
clapper. I let him snog me, expecting him to work his way down to stain 's
cooling jizz on my dresser. Instead another yoke of lips found mine. It was
Lee, of course. He kissed me as if I was the lovemaking of his life. Then as soon
as Lee was finished, another back talk took his plaza. 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 livelihood elbow room floor, my
spit protruding slightly from between my lips. The next matter it tasted
was the warm, wrinkled texture of an anus. I breathed deeply as Sweeney Todd
lowered his big ass onto my face. Like I said, the deal was everyone got to
cum at least twice.

Time for round two !