Weekend with the guys

[Anthropos]

Part 13: The final count down.

The guys had done their best to make everything look presentable when Adam and I arrived. Most of the mess we had made these last couple of days had vanished. The kitchen counter was spotless, the fridge had its contents neatly arranged. The table, still outside, still covered in loads.

The place smelled fresh and looked surprisingly clean. I don’t know whose idea it was, but certain pieces had been moved, the living room area seemed bigger, more spacious somehow. Removing the table was a big part of that, but there was something else. It took me a while to realize that the floor was cleared of every pot and plant there had been before. I couldn’t remember if there had been a rug there once, but there wasn’t one now.

Adam and I were welcomed by Bobby, who told us exactly what they had been doing while we had been out. He gave us a little tour of the open areas and then the bathroom, which looked like it was brand new and smelled strongly of bleach. He showed us the rooms, making it obvious that one of the rooms had been scratched from the floorplan, no longer a place to sleep, it was now the room used to store dirty laundry and assorted crap the guys couldn’t find a suitable place for.

Every room smelled like soap and perfume. Not entirely pleasant, but a welcome change from the musky scents that had hung there ever since we arrived. I told Bobby that we should have really cracked open a window somewhere in these last couple of days.

David joined the inspection-slash-tour and took over from Bobby, his tone hushed and secretive. Adam and I laughed at the promise that they had found some interesting stuff while cleaning.

“Just guess,” David urged us.

“Pocket pussy?” Adam threw out. “Fleshlight!”

David and Bobby exchanged meaningful looks, sharing a slight smile between them.

“Pretty warm,” Bobby said.

“Penis pump?” I guessed.

“Close, but not quite.”

“Porn?” Adam shrugged.

“Well, obviously that,” David laughed. “Like, seriously, Jason is prepared for the pornpocalypse. He’s got like tons of porn.”

“Any of it good?” Adam asked.

“From what we could see, there’s a lot, like, a lot,” David explained.

Bobby laughed and took over, almost as if they had rehearsed this whole talk: “Seriously, what comes after terabyte? That’s how much smut Jason’s collected here. There’s bound to be some good stuff in there, looking for something specific is like a fulltime job I’m guessing. But that’s not the most interesting thing we found.”

“Just spit it out, what is it?’

Instead of saying anything, Bobby ushered us through the hallway past rooms only to end up in front of Jason’s room. The master bedroom. David opened the door to let us in. Decorated in a very non-descript almost bland manner, the bed featured prominently in the room. To the side a large closet, two doors wide. David opened one of the doors, and grabbed hold of something, I couldn’t tell what it was exactly from my position.

In one fluid movement, he swung around, dropping a duffel bag onto the bed.

“Behold, gentlemen, dirty little secrets!” Bobby announced.

The bag was half empty, or full depending on who you asked, its contents a mix of shapes and colors. I could see handcuffs in there, some masks, a lot of leather and rubber, most of it articles of clothing. Bobby shook the bag, letting its contents spill out over the bed. Besides what I picked up earlier, we now had a full view of what Jason had been hiding in his closet. I wondered at the clothing, they were for men, but I could see some of the pieces were for women, and judging by the size, Jason would never fit. I counted three dildos, they looked realistic, one of them was fairly large, impressively large if I was being honest. The other two had the same realistic look, but they clearly weren’t as big as the biggest one. There was half a bottle of lube in there, a box containing a penis pump, it had been opened before, and a closed box made from some black material.

“Called it,” I said pointing at the pump.

“Fair, but look at this,” David said as he grabbed the closed box. He lifted the lid, showed us what was inside.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“So, those are nipple clamps,” Adam said pointing at the inside of the box. “Those long things, they’re sounds.”

“Sounds? What’s that?”

“For sounding,” Adam said as if it was clear as day.

“You’re saying things, but just repeating something doesn’t magically make it make sense. What do you use it for?”

“So, basically, you let it slide down your dick.”

“What? Like a splint? When you’ve broken your arm or something.”

Adam paused as he thought of a way to explain it to us in a way we would understand.

“I had to google it,” Bobby said defensively.

“Yeah, so,” Adam continued. “You take one of those, and you put it at the tip, and with lube you let it…” Adam looked awkward as he motioned with his hands the general idea of what sounding was. “Slide in.”

Bobby, David and I winced at the thought, pained looks on our faces clearly visible. It seemed so out there, so far removed from anything we had ever done. It felt forbidden and wrong. The idea just seemed unpleasant and painful. David let out a nervous little chuckle. While our feelings were genuine, the reaction felt a bit performative. This felt like the reaction to give when hearing about it, it was what was somehow expected of us. As the thought settled in my mind, and I looked at it from a different perspective I wondered what the appeal was. There had to be some appeal, some sensation that could be described as something pleasant or interesting. Curious, just not curious enough to try it out for myself.

“So, I had to google it,” Bobby said. “But how the fuck did you know about this stuff?”

“What?” Adam said with an overly defensive tone. “Don’t knock it till you try it.”

“Seriously? You’ve tried this?” David said, pulling a slightly disgusted face.

“Shit, seriously dudes, all of a sudden we’re prudes now? Fucking hell. I’ve tried a lot of shit, doesn’t mean I’m like this huge fan or something.”

“Yeah, sorry,” David replied. He seemed and sounded sincere. “I don’t know, I guess I’m just a little more vanilla than I thought.”

Dutifully we collected the things from the back, shoved all of it back and Bobby put it back where they had found it.

“I don’t think that stuff was all Jason’s stuff,” I said as the closet door closed and we headed to the living area.

“How so?”

“Just a thought.”

Luke was waiting for us in the living room, a bottle of something strong placed on the floor, and five glasses set up around it, all of them filled with a decent amount of something. We all took place, Luke handed us a glass each. I sniffed it, it smelled sweet and strong. I wanted to ask what it was, but I knew I was drinking it no matter what the answer would have been.

“Gentlemen, to a night we won’t forget,” Luke said as he raised his glass. We followed his lead, repeated the words, and threw back the drinks in one big gulp. It burned as it went down, but it was just the right kind of burning sensation. I coughed, but so did Adam and Luke.

“So what did you guys do while we were out?” Adam asked. “Besides raiding Jason’s closet that is.”

Luke motioned to the room around, “Cleaned most of this up, obviously. So we stacked the mattresses outside, we’ve got some sheets and blankets in those drawers over there by the wall. So, like, if we want, it’s just moving those two matrasses inside, throwing some blankets around and we’re basically good to go.”

“So, depending on what Jason brings home, we kind of all agreed that some of the rooms are going to be like, more private and shit, if anyone wants that. Like, I don’t know, if you want to have someplace to just chill and stuff. I don’t fucking know, but yeah, we thought that should be an option,” Bobby said shrugging his shoulders.

I looked at Bobby, the way he so casually tried to bring the message, the way he emphasized that this was something they had decided, I suspected that this was Bobby’s plan.

“So what did you guys bring?”

“The usual,” David said as he showed the goods he had procured. He smiled and started singing: “One pill makes you larger, because one pill makes you small, and the pills that Danny gave us, I hope they work for all.”

“Yeah, you fucking butchered that,” Luke laughed. “Jefferson Airplane is going to fucking sue your ass.”

“The fuck bro, how do you even know Jefferson Airplane?” David teased. “Are you a hundred, fucking, years old or something?”

“Okay, so, what time do we start?”

“Let’s just wait till Jason gets here, it takes a while to kick in. But yeah, just a hint, take the blue pills first.”

David got up, walked to the kitchen, and divided what he had gotten from Danny into two neat little piles, one rock-hard pile, and one pile to chill out. As David moved to the kitchen, Luke poured us another glass of whatever that shit was he had brought.

“Fuck, did you guys have diner?” I asked as I felt the second glass of booze warming my empty stomach.

“Shit, no, but I think we’ve got snacks,” Adam said.

“Fuck it, I’m good,” I concluded. “Gonna regret everything tomorrow anyway.”

The warmth of summer drifted through the lodge, we were waiting, awkwardly, for Jason to arrive with something. Nobody really talked about anything, whenever someone tried to start a conversation, it quickly died halfway. We were nervous, tense, and it made everything feel weird and forced.

Adam looked around, trying to find things to do, shifting some pieces of furniture around, adjusting pillows, checking cabinets. David sat back on the couch, looking at whatever clock was in sight. Bobby and Luke were busy on their phones. I just sat there looking at others. Every second felt like a minute, every minute felt stretched out.

“Okay,” I said breaking the awkward silence that dominated the room and the atmosphere. “So, this, right here, is fucking with my mind. Like, next level. Someone, say something, just say anything. I’m going to go fucking insane.”

“Shit, like what?”

“Anything, dude, like… I don’t know. Do we have, like, rules or something?”

“Yeah, no, if you’re asking me, I’m up for anything,” David said. “Seriously, we’re friends here, nothing gets out. I’m fucking game here. Like, holy shit, I’m on.”

“Fuck yeah,” Bobby chimed in. “This shit is going to get wild, and I don’t give a shit. This here, once in a lifetime. No fucking judgment.”

The others nodded in agreeance.

“Yeah, I’m fucking nervous man, which is fucking dumb,” Adam laughed. “I mean, fuck it, pour me another Luke, a big one.”

I looked at Luke: “Pour one for all of us. I need to take this shitty edge off.”

Luke poured generously, he poured one round and another, and by the time the third round was poured, that edge we so very much hated, had vanished. We were all in a good mood, and thinking out loud about what was going to happen tonight.

“Shit, am I over-dressed?” Adam asked, pointing at his long-sleeve and jeans.

“Yeah, good point,” I said. “I need to get into something a little less… restrictive. Something that’s fucking effortless.”

Adam jumped up, quite suddenly, I could tell he was feeling the effects of the alcohol. “Excuse us, fine gentlemen, we need to fucking change, we’ll be right back.”

Adam made a little curtsey, every body laughed. I followed Adam into the hallway, leaving the guys behind. I heard someone say something about putting on some music and less than five seconds later, music started playing. I couldn’t tell which song, but it sounded like pretty generic techno mixed wit some pop-elements.



Adam walked in front of me, he seemed at ease, relaxed but in an energized manner. I could tell he was looking forward to what was coming. He laughed as he opened one of the doors, the room behind it was filled with bags and boxes. Clearly, this was where the others had put everything down.

Adam cursed softly, realizing that there was hardly any room for him to find his stuff in the mess in the room let alone change into something a little more appropriate. He looked at me and I could read the thoughts that were going through him on his face.

“Fucking fine, I’ve got some extra shit in my room, unless you shitheads trashed that as well?”

Adam’s face lit up, a big smile as he joined me in opening the door to my room. I was fearful of what I might find behind the door but ended up being genuinely surprised by the fact that they hadn’t really done much to my room. My stuff was placed neatly in a corner, judging by the way they had cleaned, I figured my room was one of the designated rooms for privacy.

I wasn’t quite sure what to make of that, but I decided that I didn’t really give a shit if people fucked on the bed I probably wasn’t going to sleep in anyways.

“What do you want?” I asked Adam as he entered the room.

“I don’t fucking know, man, just pick something easy.”

I went over to my clean clothes and rummaged through the pile of things I hadn’t yet worn. Granted, that pile wasn’t big. I packed for a long weekend, not a full week. I had some clean shorts, kind of baggy, but comfortable. As I turned to ask Adam if he wanted to wear them I was hit by the sight of Adam casting off his clothes. He looked slightly clumsy trying to kick off his jeans, his boxers already down.

“Dude!” I let out but noticed I was closer to whispering than talking.

“What?” Adam said genuinely surprised at my reaction. “Don’t be a fucking prude, seriously? Holy shit, bro, we’re fucking dick buds, dude.”

I remembered the moment, the image of his dick pressed against mine. I could feel the sensation. I couldn’t help it, my dick moved, I could feel it swelling at the visuals and the remembered sensations.

“Fuck, yeah, no, sorry dude,” I said apologetically. Adam kicked off his pants, he was completely naked.

“What you got?”

“A boner,” I said without thinking.

“What?”

“I’ve got these shorts. They’re kind of loose and baggy, but I think you’ll fit them,” I told Adam without batting an eye. I could see him thinking, wondering if what he heard was really what I had just said. The confused look on his face was priceless. It was also a sign that he was probably already drunk. I looked at Adam as he stood there in the room, obliviously dancing along to the music that was playing somewhere far off. His dick moving to the rhythm of his dancing. “Dude, are… are you getting a boner?”

“No dude,” Adam said almost instantly, but as he looked down, he realized that: yes, he was on the road to getting a boner, probably already halfway there. “Fuck, shit.”

“Yeah, who’s the prude now?” I laughed softly but at the same time, I was happy I still had my clothes on. I could feel my cock getting to its hardest point.

“Yeah, fuck it, whatever dude. Take a good long look,” he joked.

“Dude, I’ve seen a more impressive dick every time I look in the goddamn mirror.”

Adam laughed. I threw him the shorts, grabbed a shirt, and offered it to him. As he pulled the shorts over his dick he looked at me and asked: “What about you? What are you wearing?”

I looked in the pile of clothing and found a shirt and a pair of cut-off sweatpants. I held them up and presented them as something impressive when it was clear this was bottom-of-the-barrel material. I didn’t think about it, but I kicked off my clothes. A moment of being absolutely naked in front of Adam. He was quiet.

His silence made me question some things. I looked back at our talk in the car. He had shared his thoughts about Luke swinging both ways, but at that moment I realized it wasn’t Adam sharing his thoughts with me, it was him checking something with me, confirming a theory he had. Something just clicked with me as Adam pretended not to look at my dick, which was engorged, halfway to a full erection, nice and plump. My foreskin comfortably covering the head. Adam didn’t turn around, he was pretending to not look, to not care, to not be curious about something.

I felt for the guy, my friend, after everything this weekend, he was still holding back some things. I didn’t blame him, it was one of those moments where you just learn something about someone, without saying anything.

“Hey Adam,” I heard myself say with complete sincerity. “You’re a cool guy.”

“Thanks,” he said, a faint, awkward, smile on his lips.

He looked at me and with that look, I felt so much conflict within myself and within him.

“No, seriously,” I said in a hushed tone. “Like, whatever happens tonight, I don’t give a shit. Like, whatever, let’s just, you know, have fun and shit.”

“Yeah, dude, I know,” he said, his smile more convincing this time.

I couldn’t tell if I had said the things I wanted to say in the way I wanted to say them. I just hoped I hadn’t let my friend down. I couldn’t tell if everything was in my head, or if it wasn’t. Was I wrong, or right? And if I was right… would it change anything? Everything seemed fucking impossible, and for some strange fucking reason, everything seemed possible.

Adam moved towards the door.

“Hey, wait up,” I said as I jumped up. “Adam… dude.”

“What?” Adam asked, turning to me.

I looked at him, remained silent for a second or so, then quickly pulled the front of my shorts down, gyrating my hips so my dick flopped around. I let out a stupidly happy: “Weeeeeeeee!”

“Dude!” Adam laughed. “Don’t poke your eye out!”

We left the room together, laughing like idiots about nothing. I felt at ease, and as far as I could tell: so did Adam. We were energized for the night. I felt strangely excited about everything, wondered what new things I’d get to try out tonight. The alcohol was working its magic, lowering some of my inhibitions, getting my imagination fired up.

All we needed to do was wait for Jason to show up.

I ship it

 

[Dragonsae]

It’s getting more adventurous!!!

 

[Waiside33]

I’m so invested into this story. Can’t wait to hear more

 

[Krobbie1954]

(continued)

“Fuck, what?”

“Yeah, didn’t you know? She sucked, like, four dudes at that party. Well with you, that’s five dicks she sucked.”

“No way, you’re fucking with me, right?”

“No man, serious. She sucked off Cam, Robert, Jason and George.”

“Fucking hell, for real? She sucked Jason off?”

I laughed, my mind putting the pieces of that particular puzzle together. I looked at Adam, “Dude, did yo guys kiss?”

“Why?”

“Because she started sucking off dicks pretty damn early. Robert told me that he got sucked to completion at like eleven or something. I know that she sucked Jason and George off at the same time, and that was around one. I’m not sure about Cam, but he told me about it, like, a month after the fact, he told me to never tell Todd. So just figuring out the timeline, You were either the last dick she sucked that night, or the second to last one. I know she guzzled down at least one load. So… just saying… I hope she used a breath mint inbetween.”

“No fucking way,” Adam said with a rather unconvincing amount of disbelief. “No fucking way. Holy shit. Fuck me.”

I leaned back, and smiled as I figured Adam was putting the pieces into place. From the corner of my eye, I could see him instinctively run his tongue along his teeth, trying to taste something long gone, trying to remember if he had indeed tasted another man’s cum on his lips at that party.

“You got fucking screwed dude,” I laughed. “How’s the taste of cum?”

“Ask your dad, you little asshole,” Adam shot back grinning.

“I applaud chicks who swallow. That stuff is fucking vile.”

“What is?” Adam asked quizzically.

“Cum,” I stated dryly, matter-of-factly.

“How would you know?”

“Because I fucking tasted my own jizz?” I replied. I sounded genuinely flabbergasted at Adam pretending to be some kind of prude. “Every dude has tried the taste of their own cum. Those who say they have never done that shit, they’re lying. That’s like saying you’ve never tried sucking your own dick before, every guy has tried.”

“Fuck yeah, true, but like, that’s weird, I managed when I was like young.”

“What? Tasting your own cum?”

“No, sucking my own dick.”

“The fuck you saying?” I was intrigued. I had tried plenty of times to suck my own dick, but never managed to come close. “You could suck your own dick?”

“Yeah man, not like the whole thing, but like the head.”

“For real?”

“Yeah man, for real.”

“Can you still manage?”

“Fuck no, dude. I was, like, a teenager. Like I think I was sixteen or something. Nimble, agile, all that shit. I can’t do that anymore. Believe me, I tried, I’m not even close anymore.”

“What, the fuck, dude,” I said, genuinely impressed with this news. “I would never leave the house.”

“Yeah, well, there were days,” Adam said with a laugh. “Seriously, that was fucking crazy, looking back.”

“What’s it like?”

“Weird, it’s just fucking weird. But kind of hot too. Like I closed my eyes, imagined someone sucking me off, but at the same time, you’re tasting your own dick. So there’s this fucking conflict going on. I was so fucking confused, like, do I enjoy getting my dick sucked off, or do I enjoy sucking dick? Did discover that, yeah, cum is fucking nasty. Fuck that shit. Battery acid. Precum kind of nice though.”

I wanted to ask an obvious question, the same question Adam had asked himself when he was still limber enough. I declined to ask, but it started bugging me in the back of my mind. Somehow I felt weirdly jealous, envious, impressed, and curious.

“Damn, just, whoah,” I said in awe of the revelation. “I think I saw a porn once where some guy was able to suck himself off. That was funky, but like, interesting.”

“Yeah, well, you know,” Adam said, focusing on the road ahead as we drove out of town. “Just stupid guy stuff. Fucked up thing, and don’t tell anyone this, but I kind of got better at it the more I did it. Practice makes perfect. Like, you start out just licking the tip, and before your know it, you’ve got your own lips pressed against your dickhead, two months later and you’ve got the head in your mouth. I don’t think I got further than that. I think I only stopped doing it because I nearly got caught once, and after that I got a girlfriend. Fuck, looking back, I should have kept practicing, I could be a fucking pornstar, like top creator at OnlyFans or something.”

“Well, wouldn’t call you a fucking pornstar, I mean, if anything, you’d suck,” I joked. I realized the sheer level of dad that was in that statement and felt equally proud and embarrassed.

Adam just laughed as we drove further and further away from town.

Devken thanks for that. A great way to start my morning. Totally salivating.

 

[boywonderstar]

You should do this professionally! Can’t wait for the climax so to speak

 

[Devken]

Part 14: Jason's second tape...

We waited for what seemed like an eternity. I noticed that the tension between us all rose. The anticipation of what was to come seemed stronger than the alcohol in our system. I looked at Bobby and Luke, who seemed intent on not talking to each other for some reason. Adam was busy playing on his phone, something that annoyed me for some reason. David couldn’t sit still and had walked the length of the room five times over, adjusting, rearranging, checking and then doing it again.

Somebody need to lighten the mood, somebody needed to get the ball rolling. I figured it would one of the other guys, but when none of them seemed willing to break the tension, I decided to give it a shot. It had to come from deep within, something kept me from acting, from saying something, from trying to break the ice and awkwardness. I’ve seen these guys naked, I’ve touched dicks, they touched mine. We shot our loads together. So why was this so difficult?

I figured that it was the fact that we weren’t quite drunk enough and that our little adventure had been spontaneous, or felt like it, while tonight carried the weight of preparation with it.

“Yo, Bobby,” I said loud enough for everyone to hear and get their attention. “Get some of that porn you guys found.”

Bobby didn’t say anything, he smiled and got up, he darted through the kitchen and I could hear him walk quickly through the hallway. He returned holding two hard drives. David put down his phone, Adam finally sat down and stared at the screen, Luke just smiled, bobbing up and down, clearly excited. Bobby didn’t need me to tell him to plug anything in, he was way ahead of me.

I turned the screen on and browsed through what seemed like a hundred different folders. Each folder giving us a good idea of what was in it. The guys encouraged me to look for something good. I picked something called “Hot Sluts #28” and played a shitty movie where a bunch of girls flashed their tits at the camera. They moaned, pretending to be aroused. Some of the girls were actually hot, nice tits, good figure, but most of them looked tired, washed out, desperate.

“Fuck no,” I heard Bobby say. “This shit is weak.”

“Find something interesting,” David added.

“Like what?” I asked the group, holding the remote in front of me, waiting for someone to take it from my hand.

“Dude, seriously,” Bobby said. “There’s a fuckton of depraved shit in there, find it!”

I nodded, flipping through the various folders in search of something truly shameful. I couldn’t really find anything there, except that there was a folder named “Taxes: 2020” which seemed, out of place.

“Hold up, is that like Texas, just spelled wrong, or is it tax as in… what we owe uncle Sam?” Adam asked.

“Only one way to find out,” I said as I clicked on the folder.

A long list of videos appeared, none of them named like any of the other files. Just random numbers, some letters, but nothing that would indicate what the video files were about.

“Holy shit,” David laughed. “Seriously, that fucking idiot.”

“What do you mean?” Luke asked.

“Dude, seriously?” David explained. “Hiding your sickest shit in plain sight is, like, the first thing you learn when living with someone who is too goddamn nosey. Like, you hide your porn by naming it something else, like “work shit” or something. Nobody is going to click on it because nobody fucking cares about work shit on your computer. But dude, this, this is like a whole new level of stupid, we’ve got ‘Titslammers #34’ and ‘Best of Mia Khalifa’ and then there’s like a folder for your goddamn taxes? Yeah, fuck it, you just know you’re hiding something in that folder. That’s not even a rookie mistake, that’s just mind-blowingly idiotic.”

“Click on the biggest file, dude!” Luke said excitedly.

I obliged, clicking the file that was obviously the biggest and longest of them all. Nobody talked, nobody said anything, and we waited for the video to load, for something to happen. I sat down, watching the screen as it became clear this was a home video.

We had caught Jason’s video before, that faithful night, but that was just an awkward video of him jacking himself off for the camera. This, this was something else, a whole new level of Jason that none of us expected to find.

The video focused on a bed, I recognized it as Jason’s bed. There was a girl there, I couldn’t tell who, but as the camera focused on her I realized that I had seen her before. It was the girl from the video Jason had shown us before. The girl who took a huge cock like a goddamn pro. The fact that she had been here, with Jason, on a separate occasion from that other video we saw, meant something. My mind raced as I thought of various scenarios, all of them revolved around the notion that Jason wasn’t all that innocent, and that him showing us that other video might have been something he had planned. My perspective shifted slightly, aware of things going on outside of my reach and knowledge. I wondered if the others had the same revelation.

The girl smiled at the camera, she was wearing something tight, something that accentuated every curve of her body. She was tight, the kind of chick that could pass as either a completely innocent girl or some depraved sex fiend. We all knew innocence was the act, while depravity was her bread and butter. I didn’t think anyone of us objected to her being a seductively filthy bitch.

Jason walked into view, joining her on the bed. Jason was wearing a tank top and shorts, which looked casual and normal compared to the effort she had put into her outfit. She winked at the camera and kissed Jason on the mouth. His hands caressed her body, touching her back, her ass, then moving to her firm tits. He squeezed them gently, she seemed to enjoy it. She kissed harder, playfully biting his lip, teasing him, telling him she was enjoying herself, without using words.

Jason leaned forward, forcing her to lean back. He kissed her neck, her collarbone, her tits. She moaned, but it sounded a little fake. As Jason made his way down, she laughed, holding his head in her hands, guiding him further down.

Jason kissed and licked, eager and willing, but Jason lost himself in her tight body, kissing, teasing, and playing with every inch of her exposed skin, she turned her head to look directly into the camera. She wasn’t just entertaining Jason, she knew someone other than Jason would someday be watching this.

She allowed Jason to slide her panties off, exposing herself to him. The angle made it impossible for us t see her cunt, but we could see Jason looking at it, smiling. He looked up at her, she looked down.

“Can I?” Jason said, his voice sounding submissive, almost pleading.

She didn’t say anything, she pushed his face down, forcing him to lick her cunt. She let out a sigh, a moan. Her head was thrown back and we could see Jason eating her pussy. We could hear him lick, kiss, tease every part of her. Jason seemed obsessed with her pussy, focusing solely on what was before him, but while she moaned, she turned to once again, look straight into the camera, Smiling, no, she was grinning at us.

“There’s a good boy,” she whispered to Jason, encouraging him to go on.

She arched her back, grabbed Jason’s left hand, and guided him to play with her nipples. She was enjoying herself. She whispered encouraging words.

Nobody said anything, we watched in absolute silence. The fact that we had found this just added to the excitement of what we were watching. It felt wrong, but at the same time, this was exactly what they, or at least she, had wanted: an audience.

I wanted to comment, but couldn’t, my eyes were fixed on the screen, I wanted to see more, I wanted to see where this would go, what else was in store for us as viewers. I felt like a voyeur, and I enjoyed it. I wanted to discover secrets, be a part of something hidden. That sense of control, of power. My dick hardened not because of the scene, I knew I was getting rock hard because I was in control of something because the knowledge was mine.

“Holy shit,” Bobby whispered.

Nobody else said anything as the video continued playing.

After a while, the girl grabbed Jason’s head between her hands, forcing him to stop eating her out. He almost seemed disappointed. She held his face in her hands and turned him to look at the camera. We could see he had been doing his best, we could see she had enjoyed it. His chin, his lips, they glistened with her juices and his own spit. She smiled at us, and smiled at Jason: “Good boy.”

We didn’t know what to expect, but the camera moved. I immediately realized, there was someone else there. I wondered who it was.

Jason sat on the bed like an obedient puppy. She gestured and he took off his clothes almost immediately. His naked body, clearly in view, while she was still wearing some of the clothes. She gestured again and this time Jason obeyed the unspoken command by slowly taking off her bra.

The girl looked at the camera when Jason was done.

“There’s a good little boy,” she said with a definite tease in her voice. “You’re a good little boy, so good.”

She stroked Jason’s face almost lovingly, but this time she was looking at something else, something behind the camera, out of the frame. She had a devious grin on her face.

“Good little boy has made everything ready,” She said to Jason. “And good little boys get rewards.”

Jason nodded, “Yes.”

What happened next, none of us expected. Jason moved back, still in frame, but obviously in the background. We could see his boner, he was rock hard, her pussy juice still on his lips. He wiped his mouth his left hand, and brought it down to stroke his dick.

Two men entered the frame. They were broad-shouldered, and obviously fit. They were muscular. One of them had a nice coat of fur, his chest covered as well as his abdomen, the other one smooth except for his pubes, which were trimmed.

“Holy shit,” I heard Luke say. “I think I know that guy.”

“The fuck?”

“No, seriously, I think he goes to the same gym as I do. He’s fucking douche nozzle.”

Nobody commented, we just watched as the two men took off their boxer shorts. The one with chest hair had the bigger dick of the two. It wasn’t huge, but it was bigger than Jason’s, looking closely, the other one was only slightly bigger than Jason, but the difference in cock-size wasn’t big.

Jason stepped back, the two guys caressed the girl’s body, kissing her neck, her tits, her abdomen. One of them took on a more forceful role, forcing her to suck his dick. She complied obediently. She moaned, pretending to gag on his dick. The other guy moved closer, jacking himself off, or rather, making sure he got hard. He offered his dick to her and she obliged by going down on him.

She sucked their dicks with conviction. Eager, enthusiastic, and with a lot of sound. Both the guys moaned and called her a good little bitch for sucking like a goddamn pro. The hairy guy seemed a little more rough, slapping her face gently while holding his cock in front of her.

“You want this dick?” he spat at her. “You want this, you fucking little bitch?”

She looked up, “Yes, oh fuck yes.”

They shifted, and moved around, keeping the camera in mind. Two hands grabbed her, and spun her around on the bed so we could see her spread legs. Her pussy was wet and ready. The hairy guy pressed his dick against her cunt and continued to push as she moaned in ecstasy. Her voice ragged as she told him to fuck her with his fuck rod. He entered her, she moaned loudly. She told the other guy to feed her his dick, she almost commanded him to fuck her throat. The guy obliged as he positioned himself for her to suck his dick.

This went on for a couple of minutes. She kept telling them to fuck her harder, to fuck her throat harder. She told them she wanted their dicks inside of her. Their manly dicks. She almost screamed to get her cunt filled with meat.

Both of them seemed eager. As they pulled her closer to the camera on of them ordered Jason to film them as they shoved both their dicks up her cunt. Jason didn’t say anything, but disappeared off camera, only for the camera to zoom in.

The girl got exactly what she asked for. Lowering herself on the biggest dick first. It slipped in with ease, but she moaned like it was the tightest squeeze she had ever experienced. The second guy positioned himself in such a way that he pushed his dick into her stuffed pussy. He wasn’t fully hard, which made it take a little longer, but we could see him finally slide his dick alongside his buddy’s dick into her wet cunt.

She moaned, almost cried: “Fuck, oh god fuck, this is too much, oh god, fuck yes, fuck me.”

And that’s exactly what they did. We could see them fuck her cunt. Two dicks sliding in and out, pumping away. Balls bouncing. It didn’t last long, the guy grunted, warned her that he was about to cum. Her voice sounded aggressive as she commanded him to shoot his load into her fucking wet cunt. We could see him cum, his balls clenching, his cock throbbing. He held it for a while, then pulled out, we could see he had fulfilled his promise, as a string of cum connected her well-fucked pussy with his dick.

We could see how she started moving more freely, one dick still inside of her. She moved, rapidly, up and down. We could hear him moan, struggle to keep from cumming, but we could also hear her enjoying herself, continuing, ignoring him as he begged her to stop, announcing that he was about to shoot his load. We could see that her cunt was wet, that the cum that had been shot inside of her had started to turn to foam due to the friction. She was dripping, we could see the guy’s cum drip from her cunt down the shaft and along the balls of the guy still inside of her.

He bucked and groaned, not letting her take the lead, but instead he took the lead from her. Pumping away into her, unleashing his think creamy load inside of her raw pussy.

She wasn’t playing, the moment he came, she told him to get out, and ordered Jason to lick her clean.

We watched in awe as we saw Jason move into view once again and started lapping up the cum from her pussy. We could see she was stretched, we could see she wasn’t as tight as she had been at the start. Jason licked and sucked and went to town. We could also see him take care of her clit, teasing it with his tongue. His fingers entered the frame, entered her thoroughly fucked cunt, playing with her clit slipping teasingly in and out of her pussy. Covered in cum.

“Holy shit,” Adam said as the video faded to black. “Holy, fucking shit.”

“So, yeah, that just happened,” Bobby said.

Nobody said anything for a while, I wasn’t sure what to say, except that I was rock hard and filled with hundreds of questions.

“Yeah, so,” Luke said. “That was…”

“Fucked up?” I asked.

“That too,” Luke said.

“Yeah, well,” Bobby said. “That was, kind of hot. Goddamn Fucking freaky, but yeah, kind of weirdly hot.”

“Agreed,” David said. “Holy shit.”

“Yeah, that’s new to me,” Adam said in an almost hushed whisper.

“Okay, so,” Luke said awkwardly. “Like, I know we’ve all like… you know, so… I mean, fuck, like, I mean, how cool are we here?”

“Yeah, I think we’re pretty fucking cool,” Adam said. “Yeah, like, we’ve crossed that bridge.”

“Okay, so, we’re all, cool?” Luke said, addressing everybody. The question carried something hidden, making things feel slightly weird and uncomfortable. Not because of what it might mean, but because it possibly made something explicit, something I didn’t want anyone to say out load.

“Yeah, dude, we’re cool.”

“Okay, cuz this shit right here, that’s on a whole new fucking level,” Luke said. “Confession time and shit…. That was hot.”

“Agreed,” Adam said, mimicking David. “I think, out of all of us here, I think I’ve got the freakiest side. Well, shit, I thought I had the freakiest side, I might have underestimated Jason apparently.”

I laughed. “I think we all underestimated Jason’s freaky side. Damn. Yeah, okay, sure, that was hot. Weird, but hot. I don’t know.”

“Okay, cool,” Luke said. “This, this is like, yeah… Let’s just say, I learned some good shit this weekend.”

“I think we all did,” David said.

“So, we’re all cool?” Luke said once again.

“Yeah, bro, we’re cool,” David replied.

“Sure, as ice,” I said, adding some theatrics to the statement.

“Yeah, cool,” Adam joined in.

Bobby had been silent for a while, and it hadn’t gone unnoticed. I wondered what went on in his mind. What thoughts were swiveling in that noggin’ of his.

“Yeah, fuck it, we’re cool,” He said after waiting one second too long.

“Cool,” Luke said with a little smile.

“Fuck it, I think we’ve kind of passed every fucking station. Fucking hell,” Bobby said, seemingly to himself more than to the rest of us. “Pour me a fucking drink. No, pour me a fucking double. I need more booze. God fucking damn it, are we all in?”

“Yeah. Fuck everything. This shit, this is just, fuck it, I’m all in,” I said, raising my glass so that Bobby could fill it up.

The other raised their glass in the same way, as Bobby poured the cheap booze. Nobody said anything, we just downed our drinks. I coughed, but I wasn’t the only one. We all knew, or so I suspected, that we had sealed some sort of deal with that one drink. No judgment, no limits. Whatever may come, we would be cool. All of us.

“What fucking time is Jason going to be here. Someone text that shithead,” David said.

Adam raised his empty glass in one hand, holding his phone in the other. His glass got filled while he managed his phone, typing away.

We laughed and drank, while we waited for a reply from Jason. We didn’t have to wait long, as Adam informed us that Jason was already on his way. Adam studied his phone, looked around, and told us: “Okay, so we’ve got instructions… We’re not allowed to say anything and we should totally pretend we’ve never seen her?”

We all looked at each other, slightly confused, but at the same time, we all suspected the same thing.

 

[Devken]

Just a heads up (badum tishhhh): The last parts are coming up... it's party time.

 

[Krobbie1954]

Just a heads up (badum tishhhh): The last parts are coming up... it's party time.

Gah! Devken put me out of my hard-on misery. That was excellent looking forward to the party.

 

[Summer546]

I am so excited! I really am looking forward to some gay action but im sure what ever you've got it will be amazing

Just a heads up (badum tishhhh): The last parts are coming up... it's party time.

 

[thearlbred]

Just a heads up (badum tishhhh): The last parts are coming up... it's party time.

Niceeeee. This has been a joyride.

 

[Mr_Username]

Just a heads up (badum tishhhh): The last parts are coming up... it's party time.

I hope you keep writing after this it's so good!

 

[Boywatch200]

Omg all the tension… they all wanna fuck together but they are all sooo afraid lol…

 

[scrabblemenow69]

Just a heads up (badum tishhhh): The last parts are coming up... it's party time.

@Devken, my dude. Holy fuuuuuuck man!!!! This story completely has me!! I find myself thinking about these guys literally all day. Horned at what they have already gotten into and excited for what's to cum (pun intended).

I'm so damn torn right now cause I wanna know what happens next but i don't want the story to end!!!!!

 

[Antverse]

I’m so invested in this story! I wish I found it later when it was done… now I need to wait for the next chapters. Thank you for the story Devken!

 

[Devken]

Part 15: Enjoying the show

Jason sent us one more text message, he told us to stay in the living room and not ask questions, that he had found someone and she needed some time to relax and prepare. He assured us, she was cool and down for anything and everything.

So when we heard them come in, we kept our distance as we heard them move through the hallway into the rooms. We suspected they went into Jason’s room.

We grabbed our final drink, having agreed that we wouldn’t drink after this one, and this last one was to wash away the Viagra. We all knew there was more on the menu, and while we all had some experience, we weren’t going to fuck anything up. Play it safe. We weren’t planning on getting too drunk, just enough to take an edge off, not enough to cause issues down the line.

“How long?” Bobby whispered.

“Like, half an hour, maybe forty-five minutes. But don’t worry, this shit lasts, like, five hours, and we’ve got extra,” Adam explained.

We left one drink and one pill on the kitchen counter for Jason to find.

It took a while for him to walk into the kitchen, he grabbed his drink and the Viagra and walked over to where we were sitting. It was obvious he had changed into something a little more comfortable. Holding the pill in one hand and his drink in the other, he asked: “This mine?”

We nodded and without hesitation he knocked it back, visibly shivering at the taste of the alcohol.

“So, guys, just don’t fucking freak out,” Jason whispered. “So, it’s the chick from the video we saw the other day. Don’t let her know you saw that video, be cool. Seriously, just, be cool. Okay? Pretend you’ve never seen her.”

We looked at Jason, nodding sincerely. We knew he wasn’t telling us the whole story, but we weren’t going to let Jason know that we knew more about his filthy little secret than he thought we knew. If he wanted us to believe this chick was a virgin, we would have happily pretended that he was telling us the truth.

Whatever Jason was up to, I didn’t care anymore. The five of us had made an agreement, we were cool with whatever. None of this shit would ever make its way out.

“You got the rest of the goods, right?” Jason asked.

“Yeah, dude, you just took one-half of your daily dose of vitamins,” Adam whispered. “I’ve stored the rest in the kitchen, used one of those little plastic tubs you had stored in a cupboard. What about our guest of honor? Is she going to partake?”

“Cool,” Jason said, pouring himself another drink to get the edge off. “Yeah, maybe, I’ll ask.”

He then downed three glasses in quick succession. I was impressed by the ease with which he managed to keep it down. Not a single flinch, unlike that first shot.

“Okay, so, yeah, I’ll be right back. You guys, just be fucking cool, okay?”

We all nodded as Jason left the room.

I looked around and whispered for someone to put some music on. Bobby complied, putting on some terrible remixes of pop classics: Despite the quality, they were pleasantly repetitive and vaguely familiar.

The tension that had faded into the background made its return. It was noticeable as nobody managed to really sit back and relax. We were ready to go, but we were unsure of what was going to happen next. I swore softly, hoping nobody would pick it up. Unfortunately David had picked it up. He patted my shoulder amicably: “Chill, we’ve got this.

I realized that David assumed I was just plain nervous, or that I had cold feet about this whole thing. He wanted to cheer me up and motivate me, without drawing too much attention to it. The gesture was appreciated, but at the same time, that wasn’t what was bothering me. I was just impatient, maybe a little fearful that we were all horned up, and excited, but that somehow things wouldn’t live up to the hype.

I wanted to shake it off, realized that the outcome of this night, of this adventure, was up to us as a group of friends. Even if it didn’t work, I was pretty sure, we’d make it work.

We waited, we drank another glass, we laughed, we joked and we waited some more.

Jason returned with a girl by his side, we all pretended to not know her. She had a different haircut, but it was unmistakably the same girl as the ones in Jason’s videos. She looked amazing, she was cute, but approachable. She was pretty, but didn’t strike me as arrogant or full of herself. If I had truly never seen her before, I would have turned my head to get a closer look if she walked by.

She wore something summery, a short and colorful dress, no bra. She wasn’t wearing shoes, but she did wear white socks that reminded me of tennis socks, pulled up high. She glowed, the embodiment of summer, with her sun-kissed skin and her dirty blonde hair. She looked like there was still innocence within, though we all knew that innocent wasn’t a word to describe her.

As she shook our hands, introducing herself as Alice, I pictured her as she had been in the videos, naked, getting her pussy stuffed with dick. How she had moaned with pleasure as she ordered men around, to eat her cunt and lick her clit.

That first moment was awkward, not unpleasant, but awkward. Everybody knew what the idea behind this get-together was, but nobody actually said anything about it. Instead, we talked about stupidly little mundane things. Work, school, plans, and music, nothing of consequence, nothing remotely devious.

David broke that, by asking if it was time for party favors and if Alice would join us. That question, asked casually, changed the mood. Alice smiled but declined, she insisted that we should have some if we wanted. We all gathered in the kitchen, except for Jason and Alice, who remained in the living room area, moving to the music. We stood there, four musketeers, ready for the magic pill to make everything seem so much more alive and fun. Nobody hesitated, nobody said anything about Jason not taking anything.

There was no judgment, whatever happened, just happened.

We waited, we danced, we joked, we talked. The room grew warmer, everything just felt better. I recognized the cause and complimented Danny on delivering. Alice looked at me and asked me which one of us was Danny, slightly embarrassed thinking she had forgotten our names already. I told her not to worry, that Danny was Adam’s guy, his friend, his hero.

This amused Adam, he laughed warmly and praised Danny even more.

We were clearly having a great time.

Alice smiled and moved closer to Jason. She teased him, her hand disappearing underneath his shirt to touch his skin, to caress his chest. She kissed him on the cheek playfully. We watched as she dancing with Jason, rubbing her body against his. Pressing her breasts against his chest. She grabbed his hand, guiding him along the length of her body. She let Jason touch her shoulder, slipping it under the strap of her dress. She guided him to her breast, but over her dress, I could see Jason squeeze gently. He laughed, she bit her lip softly and playfully. She eased his hand down her stomach, swirling around to have him straddle her hip. She kissed him on the lips, teasingly. She grabbed his hand and placed it on her groin, Jason squeezed again, cupping his hand, pressing it against her Venus mound. I could see him try to press his fingers below her, trying to touch more of her.

She kissed him, but bit at his lip. He laughed as he tried to bite her back in the same playful manner. She turned around, still dancing, still pressed to Jason, but with her back turned to him. He smelled her neck, kissed it. She looked at us, making eye contact, smiling at us. She knew what she was doing. That smile, it was meant for us, we were made aware that she was playing with Jason, that she craved more than just Jason’s dick. She was toying with Jason, giving him a little taste, but promising us a full meal.

I looked around, we had all been dancing stupidly, just bobbing along with the beat, not really dancing, just doing the bare minimum. But everybody had stopped at some point and we were watching Alicia as she promised us unspeakable things.

She let out a little laugh, surprisingly sharp, it had a mean little streak to it. She turned around, her back toward us. She looked Jason in his eyes, she kissed him full on the lips, her hand traveling down, slipping under the waistband of his shorts. I could see her milking his dick, playing with his balls. Jason let out a little moan and placed his hands on her hips. He lifted her dress up, we could see her ass. High and tight, not to big, but not to small either. Shapely in the right way. His hand caressed her ass, putting it on display for us.

She pulled her hand from Jason’s shorts and helped him take his shirt off. He tried to get her to do the same, lifting her dress up from the bottom, but she slapped his hand away. Forbidding him from taking anything off her.

He laughed and kissed her, there was aggression there, lust.

I felt hot, I looked around, looked down, I didn’t even realize that I had a hardon, I wasn’t even aware that I was milking my own hard dick with my right hand in my shorts. I wasn’t dancing, I wasn’t even pretending, I was just watching them, watching them put on their little play.

I wasn’t alone, Adam and Luke had both taken off their shirts, and we all had either one hand, or two, tucked inside our shorts. Rubbing, milking, massaging and just tugging at our dicks. I squeezed mine, and felt how I was leaking precum. I swiped my index finger along my foreskin, brought it up to my lips, and licked. The sweet and salty taste was delicious. It was something I didn’t realize I did, I just did it, because why not?

I looked around to see if anyone had seen me do it. I caught Adam and Luke, they gave me a reassuring smile. Luke mimicked my gesture, I gave him a content little nod.

Alice still had her back turned to us, she teased us by lifting her dress occasionally, flashing us her ass, and I imagined what her pussy looked like.

She pulled Jason’s shorts down, exposing him. His dick half hard, but quickly getting to his fullest potential. Alice turned around again, this time she lifted her dress and pressed her naked ass against Jason’s hard cock. He licked his lips as he fondled her rump. Pressing his dick against her. He hadn’t looked at us once, or at least, I didn’t think he had looked at us. He only had eyes for Alice.

Alice was bent over, half dancing, half teasing Jason. She looked at us, smiling deviously. Biting her lip, licking her lips as she stared at us, at how we were looking at her, at how we were handling our dicks at the sight of the show she was giving.

She pointed at David, beckoned him to come with a gesture of her finger. David complied without saying anything. He took off his shirt, he hadn’t shaved his body since before the weekend, his fur had started to grow back, just enough for it to coat his abdomen and chest. The way the light and shadows played off his torso, he looked surprisingly fit.

Alice bent over a little further, levelling her face with David’s dick. She carefully grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down. David’s dick was hard as a rock as it sprang up, released from his shorts. Alice smelled it, inhaling the scent of his cock deeply. She looked at us briefly, smiling. She looked up at David and quickly gave his dickhead a little lick. She then looked around at Jason who was almost fucking her, his dick between her cheeks, but not yet penetrating her. He looked at Alice, at David’s dick and then he looked David in the eyes. He whispered, almost hissed: “Fucking, do it.”

I couldn’t tell if he had meant it for David or for Alice, it didn’t really matter. Alice smiled and took David’s cock in her mouth. She took the head first, licking it, enveloping it with her lips and mouth. She then went a little deeper, taking half the length of his dick in her mouth. As she pulled back, she licked his cockhead again. The third swallow she went and tried to get all of it. She shot forward, almost unexpectedly, thrusting his dick into her mouth, opening further to allow him to push into her throat. She gagged a little as her lips touched his pubes. I could tell that she was pretending, it was too neat of a gag, we had seen her handle her meat, we knew what would truly make her gag.

David moaned, “Fuck yeah, fuck yeah.” He started to slowly thrust forward, bucking his hips. It was slow and methodically, but I could see how he was keeping back. I saw how his hands were balled into fists, pressed against his body. I recognized it, he wanted to take her head in his hands and he wanted to truly fuck her face. He wanted to ram his fuckmeat into her throat to make her really gag on his cock. He wanted to see tears, wanted to hear and see the unmistakable signs of a throat fucked truly deep and good. A runny nose, lots of slime, a bitch grateful to get air, but hungry for the cock, a whore who could handle it all.

I could tell he kept it all back. I squeezed my dick again, more precum this time, again I licked my finger clean without really thinking about it.

Alice pulled back from David’s dick, her eyes slightly red. She looked up at him, laughed, she sounded giddy. She was enjoying this. She looked back at Jason, he was still humping her. She straightened, standing upright. She pulled David closer. His dick pressed against her dress, pressed so close to her cunt. She turned her head, smiled at Jason and kissed him passionately. Jason kissed her back eagerly. If the taste of David’s hard dick was on her lips and tongue, Jason was sure to taste it.

David leaned forward, indicating that he wanted to kiss Alice. He grunted softly, it was that strange streak that he couldn’t suppress, that need to be the dominant one. If he couldn’t ravage her outright, claim her as his fuck puppet, his obedient cock-slave, then the next best thing would do: to steal her from another man. He needed to be better, stronger, harder, bigger than Jason, and he needed her to admit it. To be the one on top.

She obliged, her eyes closed. David kissed her and bit her lip, but I could tell he was holding back. His dick was hard, but I could see that Jason was sporting a solid erection as well. Both of them warred over Alice, over her body, over her mouth, her tits, her ass. Jason seemed just as eager to ram his meat inside of her as David was. David kissed Alice, but Jason dropped to his knees, his hands on her hips, he turned her around. He sat on his knees staring at her cunt. He lifted her dress and gently forced her to spread her legs. He pussy looked amazing, shaven, clean, and so very fresh. I wanted a taste, but seeing Jason and David locked in this strange battle was an amazing sight. Jason moved forward, pressing his face against her vagina. I could see him lick at her pussy. He teased her with his mouth, taking every part of her into his mouth. Licking slowly and deliberately along the length of her slit. She moaned softly. I couldn’t tell if she was faking it or if that moan was genuine, but I didn’t care. Watching Jason lick her up and down was an experience in and of itself. What started out slow changed into a faster pace. No longer dedicating his attention to the whole, he focused on her clit. Lapping at her clitoral hood. His hand reached up, slicked with his spit, he played with her pussy while teasingly flicking his tongue against her clit. I could seen him gently push a finger into her, take it out, plunge it back in, deeper this time. She moaned again, this time it was genuine pleasure.

David kissed her neck, her hand travelling down to grab hold of his dick. She milked him as he pressed against her back, holding her while Jason licked her out, played with her clit, fingered her gently, deeper with each soft and slow stroke of his fingers. I could see how she shivered with pleasure. To have two men treat her this way, to have them fight over her by proving themselves worthy of her cunt.

Jason pulled back, looking up. His lips were wet with his saliva and her juices. She looked down. She grabbed his head, I could see her push him back against her snatch, forcing him to continue. She moaned, groaned, and she whispered something inaudible to Jason. He allowed her to take control, allowed her to force him to lick her out.

David slipped the straps of her dress from her shoulders, exposing her tits. He squeezed them, played with them, and gently made his way to her nipples. They were hard, full, ready to be used and abused by someone’s hand. David let his other hand travel down, sliding past her navel. He lifted the skirt, and found her hand on Jason’s head. She removed her hand from Jason and David replaced it with his hand. He caressed David’s hair as he licked her cunt. David pressed harder, forcing Jason to lick her deeper.

I looked around, Bobby was no longer wearing anything. I could see him, totally transfixed by the scene in front of us. He was jacking his dick. His hand moving slowly along the length of his cock, with his other hand he was gently squeezing his own nipples. He was licking his lips, biting on his lower lip gently. Bobby looked good in this light. His dick, while not the biggest, seemed like it was a perfect size. I admired the shape, the length. I watching him work it, watching him enjoy the scene before us. I felt conflicted, I didn’t quite know why I was looking at Bobby and admiring the way he jacked his cock, admiring the way he took care of himself, but then I didn’t know why I was watching my two friends have fun with a girl I had only seen on videos. A girl that was fucking hot and down for anything.

I blamed the drugs for that, blamed it for making everything appear hot and interesting.

I slipped out of my own outfit. Allowed my shorts to drop. My dick was hard, but also wet. I rolled my foreskin back, exposing my dickhead. I looked down, saw how it was wet. I swiped my finger along the slit, catching a thick droplet of precum. I didn’t know why, but I realized that I had been doing exactly that all through the evening. I liked the taste of myself. I wanted to feel ashamed of it, but I didn’t. I looked at my finger, wet with precum, studied it. My dick ached pleasantly.

From the corner of my eye I caught Bobby looking at me. I looked up and at him. I nodded, playing it cool. He nodded back at me. A smile on his lips.

He moved forward, stepping toward David, Jason and Alice. Bobby seemed ready to join them. He patted David on his shoulder and stepped sideways. He leaned in to kiss Alice for the side. She turned to look at him and kissed him. Her hand touching his body, moving down to his dick.

I watched, the three of them handling Alice as best they could. Offering her their rock hard dicks.

I watched them, but looked around and realized that Luke And Adam were no longer in the room. I hadn’t seen them leave. I felt curious, somewhat worried. I made eye-contact with Bobby, shrugged and told him with nothing but subtle gestures that I would look for the others, while they’d continue the fun.

I moved to the kitchen, my hard dick bouncing with every step. I tried to be quiet. I saw a bottle, saw an empty glass. Quickly poured myself a drink and threw it back. I knew I was too far gone for it to have any effect. I told myself I needed to be quiet, to not disturb the scene. I wanted to stay and watch, but I also wanted to know if my friends were doing alright. I wanted to join Jason, David and Bobby, wanted to give Alice a real man’s meat to choke on, but I also wanted to be a good friend and make sure that Bobby and Luke were okay.

I grabbed the bottle and the glass, winked at the four as they continued their play and moved quietly into the hallway.

 

[Devken]

Part 16: When two friends meet in secret and a third one listens in

The hallway seemed unusually lit, the lights seemed more vibrant, and at the same time, I knew they had been dimmed. The light was warmer, more pleasant, different than it usually was. I enjoyed it, it felt like it was the right kind of light. I looked down, almost surprised that I wasn’t wearing clothes, my dick was hard, but it wasn’t at its full strength. Feelings within me clashed, there was raw sexual desire, the need to touch, to feel, to press myself against someone, to have someone press against me and there was the need to make sure that everybody was cool, was chill, was alright. It confused me, to feel this strange urge to comfort to control the feelings of others and at the same time to just want to ram my dick into the nearest slut, make her gag, make her cream n my dick. My fat dick. My uncut rod, the one that was the biggest of all the guys here. I deserved the fucking attention. I was entitled to whatever the fuck I wanted because I was the fucking man, the one who put all the others to shame. I wanted to be worshipped, to be desired. I wanted her to drop to her knees and fucking beg for my cock. I wanted Jason to feel insignificant, to make David know that he wasn’t the biggest one of us, that I dominated him, the way he dominated Jason.

I felt myself slipping away in that delirious state of madness. My cock, my primal instincts dictating my every move. Never apologizing, never holding back. To be strong, forceful, to be what that fucking cock-hungry slut wanted, what she needed.

I shook my head as I grounded myself in that hallway. I looked around, wondering where Luke and Adam were.

I moved quietly. I didn’t know exactly why, I just did. I imagined that either Luke or Adam had felt the effects of our party snacks and maybe had some difficulty to cope with those effects. I walked myself through the most likely scenarios: an upset stomach, maybe weird vibes, maybe one of them just needed some time to cool down, or just relax, maybe the vibe was too chill. I couldn’t tell, so I just wanted to know for sure.

I could hear the music in the background. I wondered what they were doing back there, I shook my head, aware of what they were doing. I could return at any time, catch them, watch them.

The music seemed to drop away, I felt my heartbeat, heard my heartbeat, as I moved down the hallway. The first room was where our shit was stored, the door was closed and there was no sound. I moved to the next room, and again the door was closed. I leaned in and listened. I could hear something, something other than the music, I could hear two people talking. I could tell that it wasn’t in this room, so I turned to look down the hallway. I felt drunk, felt high, felt happy, but also a bit mischievous. I could see light coming from one room. Jason’s room, the master bedroom. The room that had the best set up. A comfortable bed, but also a good, decently sized, flatscreen TV.

I walked up to the room, but I made sure not to make a lot of noise. I wanted to be as quiet as humanly possible, but I wasn’t really aware of why I wanted to creep around in absolute silence.

As I approached the room, the door slightly ajar, I could make out what Luke and Adam were talking about. I stopped to listen, to catch something forbidden. I suspected something, but my mind was clouded, whatever there was, it was there in the background. Nothing bothered me, everything seemed to excite me.

“Fuck this shit, dude,” I heard Luke say, his voice slightly out of it. He sounded happy, relaxed, but also tired and agitated. I couldn’t place it exactly, but I wanted to discover more. “Seriously, she’s right there.”

“Hey man, I just fucking great, but I’m pretty sure this is just the fucking pill man. I just want to fucking dance,” I heard Adam say.

“I fucking know dude, I fucking know,” Luke said, his voice seeming strangely upbeat. “I want to fucking move, I want to get fucking wild. But I don’t know man.”

“What?”

“Like I want to like, be into it more than I am. I’m like, fuck everything, but, you know, I kind of want to just fucking be wild and involved.”

“Dude, chill,” Adam laughed. “Don’t worry so fucking much. We’re fucking in it now. Seriously man, I’m like, fucking cool with everything right now. Like, what the fuck do you want, like, right now. Fucking no-hold-barred.

“Shit man, I just want to get fucking touched. Shit, seriously, That’s it. Like, yeah man.”

I heard someone fall onto the bed. That unmistakable sound of weight hitting the mattress. I heard Adam laugh, then heard Luke laugh. I couldn’t tell what they were laughing about, but something was happening.

“Dude, fucking hell, who gives a shit?” Adam said with a laugh. “You want a hug bro?”

“Sure,” Luke replied casually.

I heard someone hitting the bed, I figured Adam had joined Luke, giving him a brotherly hug. A bear-hug. I listened, smiled, waited. There was nothing but silence. I was unsure of what was happened in the room. Every second felt long, and every second of silence seemed to last five minutes. I grew more aware of every single sound.

I listened more intently, surprised when something broke the silence. I heard the unmistakable sound of two people kissing. I looked down, my dick twitched, growing at the realization that Bobby’s little brother and one of my friends were in a room, secretly kissing. The two of them: naked, horny and full of emotions, or rather, full of hormones. I couldn’t tell who had kissed whom. Had Adam kissed Luke, or had Luke kissed Adam? I knew Adam had asked me questions about Luke and I had my own thoughts and theories about Luke being a lot more flexible than the rest of us, but Adam had shown that interest when we were driving back earlier today. He seemed interested in the possibility. I wondered if this situation has presented the perfect excuse for him to try his luck. I realized that the statement could apply to both of them. What secret desires had they locked away?

I listened and heard them stop kissing. I waited for one of them to say something, to reveal something. My dick throbbed.

“Fuck, man,” Adam said. “Fuck.”

“Yeah, fuck,” Luke replied. “So, yeah, fuck, but like… you’re a good kisser.”

“Thanks,” Adam said, his voice pleasant and warm. “You are too.”

They remained silent for a second or three, only to be broken by the recognizable sound of them kissing once again.

“Yeah, dude, so, fuck,” Luke said.

“I know, I’m fucking hard, like a goddamn rock dude,” Adam said, he sounded almost apologetically.

“I can tell,” Luke said with a smile to his tone.

“Fuck off bro, you are too.”

I heard Luke make a noise, it was a mixture of shock, playfulness and the right amount of physical pain.

“So,” Luke said, his voice serious. “You…”

“Yeah, fuck,” Adam said, “I mean, fuck. I don’t know. God-fucking-damnit, I’m fucking hot. Shit. Yeah.”

They didn’t say anything. I heard the sound of one person kissing the other.

“So, you want to…” I heard Luke say.

“Yeah,” Adam almost whispered. “Don’t knock it till you try it, right?”

“Yeah,” Luke said.

There was silence, absolute silence for what seemed like a fucking eternity. My dick throbbed as I looked down. I could barge in, catch them in the act at any moment. I imagined a thousand scenarios, in which I was in control, in which I had the power. I loved it, it was intoxicating. I made my dick move, flexing my muscles without really thinking about it. I rolled my foreskin back. Again, a thick drop of precum formed at the tip of my dick. I looked at it. I milked my cock, forced more out. The drop grew, couldn’t hold its own weight. I wanted to catch it, but I was too late. I dripped precum onto the floor. I watched the string of drip down. I wiped what remained on my dickhead with my index finger, and again, I tasted it.

I listened, I could hear someone gag softly, subdued. I couldn’t tell who it was.

“Fuck yeah man, holy fucking shit,” Luke’s voice whispered from the room. I figured that Adam had surrendered, Adam was sucking Bobby’s younger brother’s uncut dick. ”What does it taste like?”

There wasn’t an immediate reply, but I heard Adam gasp for air. “Tastes nice, kind of like precum.”

“Fuck yeah, if you like that? fucking look here,” Luke said.

I couldn’t tell what he was doing, but I could make a mental image of the scene. He squeezed his dick, squeezed the root of his cock, pushed the precum out. I could see him roll back his foreskin, exposing his dickhead, and showing Adam the precum leaking from his dick, the same way I had been milking my own dick, forcing the precum out.

I heard Adam say something, imagined that he had just licked Luke’s dick clean: “Fuck man, yeah. That’s fucking nice. You always leak that much?”

“Yeah, especially when I’m fucking horny like hell.”

“Fuck man, that shit tastes wild.”

There was no reply, at least not a reply with words, but I could once again hear the unmistakable sounds of two people kissing. Luke was tasting his own precum off of Adam’s lips and tongue. This was wild and I felt strangely compelled to walk in, to catch them in the act.

I wondered at the same time what was happening in the living room area.

I walked back, quiet as a mouse. Slipped along the hallway into the kitchen. I caught the four of them on one of the mattresses that they had moved in from outside. I felt slightly confused at how and when they had managed that without me noticing. I shook off the feeling as I watched them. Alice was lying on her back, her legs spread apart. Both Jason and Bobby were working on her cunt, which looked fresh and wet. David stood over her, feeding her his dick. She seemed to really enjoy the taste of David’s dick, in combination with the careful attention her wet cunt was getting. She moaned, her mouth full of dick.

David turned to look at me. He smiled, but his smile was difficult to interpret. He seemed like an asshole, incredibly cocky and arrogant. He looked at me, thinking that he had won, because he was getting his dick ducked by some hot little bitch. I winked at him, shook my cock. It was still bigger than his was. I managed to look every bot as arrogant and cocky as him. He smiled, but at the same time he smiled at me, not breaking eye-contact, he plunged his dick deep into Alice’s throat. She gagged at the sudden forceful deepthroat, she pulled her head back, gasping for air, looking up at David. Catching him as he looked at me. She turned her head. Smiled at me, looked at my dick, measure me from that distance and she knew that I had David beat.

David’s smiled faltered, as he slapped his dick against her lips. He knew that the bitch he was feeding his dick to had seen mine and was impressed, she was hungry for my cock. I could see it drove David crazy and wild.

He took her face in his hands. Flexed his muscles, forced her to face his dick once again. He teasingly slapped her face with his wet dick. Shifting slightly up, resting his balls on her lips. She opened her mouth, sucked on his balls. David looked at me, grinned. I grinned back at him, promising him something without saying anything. Making it clear that this wasn’t over yet.

I hadn’t paid any attention to Bobby and Jason, but when I looked at them, I could see Jason looking at me while Bobby was eating out her cunt. He smiled, grinned at me. He winked. I didn’t wink back, just smiled.

Thoughts were forming in my head, but they were jumbled. I walked to the fridge, grabbed another bottle of booze and grabbed some of the party favors that were left. Just half ones, to keep the mood going, to keep feeling the right vibe.

I smiled and winked at them and quietly walked back into the hallway.

 

[Mr_Username]

Part 16: When two friends meet in secret and a third one listens in

The hallway seemed unusually lit, the lights seemed more vibrant, and at the same time, I knew they had been dimmed. The light was warmer, more pleasant, different than it usually was. I enjoyed it, it felt like it was the right kind of light. I looked down, almost surprised that I wasn’t wearing clothes, my dick was hard, but it wasn’t at its full strength. Feelings within me clashed, there was raw sexual desire, the need to touch, to feel, to press myself against someone, to have someone press against me and there was the need to make sure that everybody was cool, was chill, was alright. It confused me, to feel this strange urge to comfort to control the feelings of others and at the same time to just want to ram my dick into the nearest slut, make her gag, make her cream n my dick. My fat dick. My uncut rod, the one that was the biggest of all the guys here. I deserved the fucking attention. I was entitled to whatever the fuck I wanted because I was the fucking man, the one who put all the others to shame. I wanted to be worshipped, to be desired. I wanted her to drop to her knees and fucking beg for my cock. I wanted Jason to feel insignificant, to make David know that he wasn’t the biggest one of us, that I dominated him, the way he dominated Jason.

I felt myself slipping away in that delirious state of madness. My cock, my primal instincts dictating my every move. Never apologizing, never holding back. To be strong, forceful, to be what that fucking cock-hungry slut wanted, what she needed.

I shook my head as I grounded myself in that hallway. I looked around, wondering where Luke and Adam were.

I moved quietly. I didn’t know exactly why, I just did. I imagined that either Luke or Adam had felt the effects of our party snacks and maybe had some difficulty to cope with those effects. I walked myself through the most likely scenarios: an upset stomach, maybe weird vibes, maybe one of them just needed some time to cool down, or just relax, maybe the vibe was too chill. I couldn’t tell, so I just wanted to know for sure.

I could hear the music in the background. I wondered what they were doing back there, I shook my head, aware of what they were doing. I could return at any time, catch them, watch them.

The music seemed to drop away, I felt my heartbeat, heard my heartbeat, as I moved down the hallway. The first room was where our shit was stored, the door was closed and there was no sound. I moved to the next room, and again the door was closed. I leaned in and listened. I could hear something, something other than the music, I could hear two people talking. I could tell that it wasn’t in this room, so I turned to look down the hallway. I felt drunk, felt high, felt happy, but also a bit mischievous. I could see light coming from one room. Jason’s room, the master bedroom. The room that had the best set up. A comfortable bed, but also a good, decently sized, flatscreen TV.

I walked up to the room, but I made sure not to make a lot of noise. I wanted to be as quiet as humanly possible, but I wasn’t really aware of why I wanted to creep around in absolute silence.

As I approached the room, the door slightly ajar, I could make out what Luke and Adam were talking about. I stopped to listen, to catch something forbidden. I suspected something, but my mind was clouded, whatever there was, it was there in the background. Nothing bothered me, everything seemed to excite me.

“Fuck this shit, dude,” I heard Luke say, his voice slightly out of it. He sounded happy, relaxed, but also tired and agitated. I couldn’t place it exactly, but I wanted to discover more. “Seriously, she’s right there.”

“Hey man, I just fucking great, but I’m pretty sure this is just the fucking pill man. I just want to fucking dance,” I heard Adam say.

“I fucking know dude, I fucking know,” Luke said, his voice seeming strangely upbeat. “I want to fucking move, I want to get fucking wild. But I don’t know man.”

“What?”

“Like I want to like, be into it more than I am. I’m like, fuck everything, but, you know, I kind of want to just fucking be wild and involved.”

“Dude, chill,” Adam laughed. “Don’t worry so fucking much. We’re fucking in it now. Seriously man, I’m like, fucking cool with everything right now. Like, what the fuck do you want, like, right now. Fucking no-hold-barred.

“Shit man, I just want to get fucking touched. Shit, seriously, That’s it. Like, yeah man.”

I heard someone fall onto the bed. That unmistakable sound of weight hitting the mattress. I heard Adam laugh, then heard Luke laugh. I couldn’t tell what they were laughing about, but something was happening.

“Dude, fucking hell, who gives a shit?” Adam said with a laugh. “You want a hug bro?”

“Sure,” Luke replied casually.

I heard someone hitting the bed, I figured Adam had joined Luke, giving him a brotherly hug. A bear-hug. I listened, smiled, waited. There was nothing but silence. I was unsure of what was happened in the room. Every second felt long, and every second of silence seemed to last five minutes. I grew more aware of every single sound.

I listened more intently, surprised when something broke the silence. I heard the unmistakable sound of two people kissing. I looked down, my dick twitched, growing at the realization that Bobby’s little brother and one of my friends were in a room, secretly kissing. The two of them: naked, horny and full of emotions, or rather, full of hormones. I couldn’t tell who had kissed whom. Had Adam kissed Luke, or had Luke kissed Adam? I knew Adam had asked me questions about Luke and I had my own thoughts and theories about Luke being a lot more flexible than the rest of us, but Adam had shown that interest when we were driving back earlier today. He seemed interested in the possibility. I wondered if this situation has presented the perfect excuse for him to try his luck. I realized that the statement could apply to both of them. What secret desires had they locked away?

I listened and heard them stop kissing. I waited for one of them to say something, to reveal something. My dick throbbed.

“Fuck, man,” Adam said. “Fuck.”

“Yeah, fuck,” Luke replied. “So, yeah, fuck, but like… you’re a good kisser.”

“Thanks,” Adam said, his voice pleasant and warm. “You are too.”

They remained silent for a second or three, only to be broken by the recognizable sound of them kissing once again.

“Yeah, dude, so, fuck,” Luke said.

“I know, I’m fucking hard, like a goddamn rock dude,” Adam said, he sounded almost apologetically.

“I can tell,” Luke said with a smile to his tone.

“Fuck off bro, you are too.”

I heard Luke make a noise, it was a mixture of shock, playfulness and the right amount of physical pain.

“So,” Luke said, his voice serious. “You…”

“Yeah, fuck,” Adam said, “I mean, fuck. I don’t know. God-fucking-damnit, I’m fucking hot. Shit. Yeah.”

They didn’t say anything. I heard the sound of one person kissing the other.

“So, you want to…” I heard Luke say.

“Yeah,” Adam almost whispered. “Don’t knock it till you try it, right?”

“Yeah,” Luke said.

There was silence, absolute silence for what seemed like a fucking eternity. My dick throbbed as I looked down. I could barge in, catch them in the act at any moment. I imagined a thousand scenarios, in which I was in control, in which I had the power. I loved it, it was intoxicating. I made my dick move, flexing my muscles without really thinking about it. I rolled my foreskin back. Again, a thick drop of precum formed at the tip of my dick. I looked at it. I milked my cock, forced more out. The drop grew, couldn’t hold its own weight. I wanted to catch it, but I was too late. I dripped precum onto the floor. I watched the string of drip down. I wiped what remained on my dickhead with my index finger, and again, I tasted it.

I listened, I could hear someone gag softly, subdued. I couldn’t tell who it was.

“Fuck yeah man, holy fucking shit,” Luke’s voice whispered from the room. I figured that Adam had surrendered, Adam was sucking Bobby’s younger brother’s uncut dick. ”What does it taste like?”

There wasn’t an immediate reply, but I heard Adam gasp for air. “Tastes nice, kind of like precum.”

“Fuck yeah, if you like that? fucking look here,” Luke said.

I couldn’t tell what he was doing, but I could make a mental image of the scene. He squeezed his dick, squeezed the root of his cock, pushed the precum out. I could see him roll back his foreskin, exposing his dickhead, and showing Adam the precum leaking from his dick, the same way I had been milking my own dick, forcing the precum out.

I heard Adam say something, imagined that he had just licked Luke’s dick clean: “Fuck man, yeah. That’s fucking nice. You always leak that much?”

“Yeah, especially when I’m fucking horny like hell.”

“Fuck man, that shit tastes wild.”

There was no reply, at least not a reply with words, but I could once again hear the unmistakable sounds of two people kissing. Luke was tasting his own precum off of Adam’s lips and tongue. This was wild and I felt strangely compelled to walk in, to catch them in the act.

I wondered at the same time what was happening in the living room area.

I walked back, quiet as a mouse. Slipped along the hallway into the kitchen. I caught the four of them on one of the mattresses that they had moved in from outside. I felt slightly confused at how and when they had managed that without me noticing. I shook off the feeling as I watched them. Alice was lying on her back, her legs spread apart. Both Jason and Bobby were working on her cunt, which looked fresh and wet. David stood over her, feeding her his dick. She seemed to really enjoy the taste of David’s dick, in combination with the careful attention her wet cunt was getting. She moaned, her mouth full of dick.

David turned to look at me. He smiled, but his smile was difficult to interpret. He seemed like an asshole, incredibly cocky and arrogant. He looked at me, thinking that he had won, because he was getting his dick ducked by some hot little bitch. I winked at him, shook my cock. It was still bigger than his was. I managed to look every bot as arrogant and cocky as him. He smiled, but at the same time he smiled at me, not breaking eye-contact, he plunged his dick deep into Alice’s throat. She gagged at the sudden forceful deepthroat, she pulled her head back, gasping for air, looking up at David. Catching him as he looked at me. She turned her head. Smiled at me, looked at my dick, measure me from that distance and she knew that I had David beat.

David’s smiled faltered, as he slapped his dick against her lips. He knew that the bitch he was feeding his dick to had seen mine and was impressed, she was hungry for my cock. I could see it drove David crazy and wild.

He took her face in his hands. Flexed his muscles, forced her to face his dick once again. He teasingly slapped her face with his wet dick. Shifting slightly up, resting his balls on her lips. She opened her mouth, sucked on his balls. David looked at me, grinned. I grinned back at him, promising him something without saying anything. Making it clear that this wasn’t over yet.

I hadn’t paid any attention to Bobby and Jason, but when I looked at them, I could see Jason looking at me while Bobby was eating out her cunt. He smiled, grinned at me. He winked. I didn’t wink back, just smiled.

Thoughts were forming in my head, but they were jumbled. I walked to the fridge, grabbed another bottle of booze and grabbed some of the party favors that were left. Just half ones, to keep the mood going, to keep feeling the right vibe.

I smiled and winked at them and quietly walked back into the hallway.

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[Summer546]

I love your writing

Part 16: When two friends meet in secret and a third one listens in

The hallway seemed unusually lit, the lights seemed more vibrant, and at the same time, I knew they had been dimmed. The light was warmer, more pleasant, different than it usually was. I enjoyed it, it felt like it was the right kind of light. I looked down, almost surprised that I wasn’t wearing clothes, my dick was hard, but it wasn’t at its full strength. Feelings within me clashed, there was raw sexual desire, the need to touch, to feel, to press myself against someone, to have someone press against me and there was the need to make sure that everybody was cool, was chill, was alright. It confused me, to feel this strange urge to comfort to control the feelings of others and at the same time to just want to ram my dick into the nearest slut, make her gag, make her cream n my dick. My fat dick. My uncut rod, the one that was the biggest of all the guys here. I deserved the fucking attention. I was entitled to whatever the fuck I wanted because I was the fucking man, the one who put all the others to shame. I wanted to be worshipped, to be desired. I wanted her to drop to her knees and fucking beg for my cock. I wanted Jason to feel insignificant, to make David know that he wasn’t the biggest one of us, that I dominated him, the way he dominated Jason.

I felt myself slipping away in that delirious state of madness. My cock, my primal instincts dictating my every move. Never apologizing, never holding back. To be strong, forceful, to be what that fucking cock-hungry slut wanted, what she needed.

I shook my head as I grounded myself in that hallway. I looked around, wondering where Luke and Adam were.

I moved quietly. I didn’t know exactly why, I just did. I imagined that either Luke or Adam had felt the effects of our party snacks and maybe had some difficulty to cope with those effects. I walked myself through the most likely scenarios: an upset stomach, maybe weird vibes, maybe one of them just needed some time to cool down, or just relax, maybe the vibe was too chill. I couldn’t tell, so I just wanted to know for sure.

I could hear the music in the background. I wondered what they were doing back there, I shook my head, aware of what they were doing. I could return at any time, catch them, watch them.

The music seemed to drop away, I felt my heartbeat, heard my heartbeat, as I moved down the hallway. The first room was where our shit was stored, the door was closed and there was no sound. I moved to the next room, and again the door was closed. I leaned in and listened. I could hear something, something other than the music, I could hear two people talking. I could tell that it wasn’t in this room, so I turned to look down the hallway. I felt drunk, felt high, felt happy, but also a bit mischievous. I could see light coming from one room. Jason’s room, the master bedroom. The room that had the best set up. A comfortable bed, but also a good, decently sized, flatscreen TV.

I walked up to the room, but I made sure not to make a lot of noise. I wanted to be as quiet as humanly possible, but I wasn’t really aware of why I wanted to creep around in absolute silence.

As I approached the room, the door slightly ajar, I could make out what Luke and Adam were talking about. I stopped to listen, to catch something forbidden. I suspected something, but my mind was clouded, whatever there was, it was there in the background. Nothing bothered me, everything seemed to excite me.

“Fuck this shit, dude,” I heard Luke say, his voice slightly out of it. He sounded happy, relaxed, but also tired and agitated. I couldn’t place it exactly, but I wanted to discover more. “Seriously, she’s right there.”

“Hey man, I just fucking great, but I’m pretty sure this is just the fucking pill man. I just want to fucking dance,” I heard Adam say.

“I fucking know dude, I fucking know,” Luke said, his voice seeming strangely upbeat. “I want to fucking move, I want to get fucking wild. But I don’t know man.”

“What?”

“Like I want to like, be into it more than I am. I’m like, fuck everything, but, you know, I kind of want to just fucking be wild and involved.”

“Dude, chill,” Adam laughed. “Don’t worry so fucking much. We’re fucking in it now. Seriously man, I’m like, fucking cool with everything right now. Like, what the fuck do you want, like, right now. Fucking no-hold-barred.

“Shit man, I just want to get fucking touched. Shit, seriously, That’s it. Like, yeah man.”

I heard someone fall onto the bed. That unmistakable sound of weight hitting the mattress. I heard Adam laugh, then heard Luke laugh. I couldn’t tell what they were laughing about, but something was happening.

“Dude, fucking hell, who gives a shit?” Adam said with a laugh. “You want a hug bro?”

“Sure,” Luke replied casually.

I heard someone hitting the bed, I figured Adam had joined Luke, giving him a brotherly hug. A bear-hug. I listened, smiled, waited. There was nothing but silence. I was unsure of what was happened in the room. Every second felt long, and every second of silence seemed to last five minutes. I grew more aware of every single sound.

I listened more intently, surprised when something broke the silence. I heard the unmistakable sound of two people kissing. I looked down, my dick twitched, growing at the realization that Bobby’s little brother and one of my friends were in a room, secretly kissing. The two of them: naked, horny and full of emotions, or rather, full of hormones. I couldn’t tell who had kissed whom. Had Adam kissed Luke, or had Luke kissed Adam? I knew Adam had asked me questions about Luke and I had my own thoughts and theories about Luke being a lot more flexible than the rest of us, but Adam had shown that interest when we were driving back earlier today. He seemed interested in the possibility. I wondered if this situation has presented the perfect excuse for him to try his luck. I realized that the statement could apply to both of them. What secret desires had they locked away?

I listened and heard them stop kissing. I waited for one of them to say something, to reveal something. My dick throbbed.

“Fuck, man,” Adam said. “Fuck.”

“Yeah, fuck,” Luke replied. “So, yeah, fuck, but like… you’re a good kisser.”

“Thanks,” Adam said, his voice pleasant and warm. “You are too.”

They remained silent for a second or three, only to be broken by the recognizable sound of them kissing once again.

“Yeah, dude, so, fuck,” Luke said.

“I know, I’m fucking hard, like a goddamn rock dude,” Adam said, he sounded almost apologetically.

“I can tell,” Luke said with a smile to his tone.

“Fuck off bro, you are too.”

I heard Luke make a noise, it was a mixture of shock, playfulness and the right amount of physical pain.

“So,” Luke said, his voice serious. “You…”

“Yeah, fuck,” Adam said, “I mean, fuck. I don’t know. God-fucking-damnit, I’m fucking hot. Shit. Yeah.”

They didn’t say anything. I heard the sound of one person kissing the other.

“So, you want to…” I heard Luke say.

“Yeah,” Adam almost whispered. “Don’t knock it till you try it, right?”

“Yeah,” Luke said.

There was silence, absolute silence for what seemed like a fucking eternity. My dick throbbed as I looked down. I could barge in, catch them in the act at any moment. I imagined a thousand scenarios, in which I was in control, in which I had the power. I loved it, it was intoxicating. I made my dick move, flexing my muscles without really thinking about it. I rolled my foreskin back. Again, a thick drop of precum formed at the tip of my dick. I looked at it. I milked my cock, forced more out. The drop grew, couldn’t hold its own weight. I wanted to catch it, but I was too late. I dripped precum onto the floor. I watched the string of drip down. I wiped what remained on my dickhead with my index finger, and again, I tasted it.

I listened, I could hear someone gag softly, subdued. I couldn’t tell who it was.

“Fuck yeah man, holy fucking shit,” Luke’s voice whispered from the room. I figured that Adam had surrendered, Adam was sucking Bobby’s younger brother’s uncut dick. ”What does it taste like?”

There wasn’t an immediate reply, but I heard Adam gasp for air. “Tastes nice, kind of like precum.”

“Fuck yeah, if you like that? fucking look here,” Luke said.

I couldn’t tell what he was doing, but I could make a mental image of the scene. He squeezed his dick, squeezed the root of his cock, pushed the precum out. I could see him roll back his foreskin, exposing his dickhead, and showing Adam the precum leaking from his dick, the same way I had been milking my own dick, forcing the precum out.

I heard Adam say something, imagined that he had just licked Luke’s dick clean: “Fuck man, yeah. That’s fucking nice. You always leak that much?”

“Yeah, especially when I’m fucking horny like hell.”

“Fuck man, that shit tastes wild.”

There was no reply, at least not a reply with words, but I could once again hear the unmistakable sounds of two people kissing. Luke was tasting his own precum off of Adam’s lips and tongue. This was wild and I felt strangely compelled to walk in, to catch them in the act.

I wondered at the same time what was happening in the living room area.

I walked back, quiet as a mouse. Slipped along the hallway into the kitchen. I caught the four of them on one of the mattresses that they had moved in from outside. I felt slightly confused at how and when they had managed that without me noticing. I shook off the feeling as I watched them. Alice was lying on her back, her legs spread apart. Both Jason and Bobby were working on her cunt, which looked fresh and wet. David stood over her, feeding her his dick. She seemed to really enjoy the taste of David’s dick, in combination with the careful attention her wet cunt was getting. She moaned, her mouth full of dick.

David turned to look at me. He smiled, but his smile was difficult to interpret. He seemed like an asshole, incredibly cocky and arrogant. He looked at me, thinking that he had won, because he was getting his dick ducked by some hot little bitch. I winked at him, shook my cock. It was still bigger than his was. I managed to look every bot as arrogant and cocky as him. He smiled, but at the same time he smiled at me, not breaking eye-contact, he plunged his dick deep into Alice’s throat. She gagged at the sudden forceful deepthroat, she pulled her head back, gasping for air, looking up at David. Catching him as he looked at me. She turned her head. Smiled at me, looked at my dick, measure me from that distance and she knew that I had David beat.

David’s smiled faltered, as he slapped his dick against her lips. He knew that the bitch he was feeding his dick to had seen mine and was impressed, she was hungry for my cock. I could see it drove David crazy and wild.

He took her face in his hands. Flexed his muscles, forced her to face his dick once again. He teasingly slapped her face with his wet dick. Shifting slightly up, resting his balls on her lips. She opened her mouth, sucked on his balls. David looked at me, grinned. I grinned back at him, promising him something without saying anything. Making it clear that this wasn’t over yet.

I hadn’t paid any attention to Bobby and Jason, but when I looked at them, I could see Jason looking at me while Bobby was eating out her cunt. He smiled, grinned at me. He winked. I didn’t wink back, just smiled.

Thoughts were forming in my head, but they were jumbled. I walked to the fridge, grabbed another bottle of booze and grabbed some of the party favors that were left. Just half ones, to keep the mood going, to keep feeling the right vibe.

I smiled and winked at them and quietly walked back into the hallway.

this is amazing! You are an amazing author.

 

[Boywatch200]

@Devken, my dude. Holy fuuuuuuck man!!!! This story completely has me!! I find myself thinking about these guys literally all day. Horned at what they have already gotten into and excited for what's to cum (pun intended).

I'm so damn torn right now cause I wanna know what happens next but i don't want the story to end!!!!!

The same here…

 

[Onecrotchman]

Damn cliffhanger.