"Jesus!"
I sucked in my breath as the head of a giant pink dildo pressed against the ring of my asshole. The sex toy had arrived in the mail only a day ago----the beefy delivery guy had given me a funny grin as he handed it over, even though it was wrapped in discreet brown paper----and I'd been using it more or less all the time. The aching of my puck was turned up to maximum levels every second of the day now and if I didn't fulfill its needs, finger-fucking myself or sticking a nice fat object up there, I would start to go crazy. Finally, I'd broken down and ordered the deluxe dildo through an online store so as to better satisfy my constant cravings. I figured that straight dudes could be into ass play just as much as any gay guy. There were men out there who liked to get pegged by their girlfriends and wives, after all.
The girthy toy slid right into my quivering chute as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. FUCK, this felt SOOOOO amazing! I barely needed to touch my concrete cock, feeling lightning bolts rush from my rear as my large uncut dickhead released huge streams of precum. Dildoing my ass alone in my bedroom, I moved over to my laptop looking for some porn.
Huh, that's funny. There was a video file I didn't recognize sitting there on my desktop. I double-clicked to open it and was surprised to see a recording of my roommate Dan buck naked in my room with his colossal boner aimed right at the camera. Dan had been a great friend from the moment I came to first apply for our rental house, telling me that he liked to keep a chill home life, getting high and drinking beer while walking around in the buff. With his jet black hair, blue eyes, and totally shredded bod, he was quite the looker, definitely a lady killer if I had to say (though come to think of it, I'd never really seen him bring home any girls). But I knew he was straight since he was part of a fraternity on campus and who ever heard of a gay frat dude?
Dan was staring straight into my computer cam in the video, giving it his typical shit-eating grin as he wagged the giant baton of his hard dick and heavy balls with his hips. He looked to be in a state of some kind of excitement, breathing heavily as he moved a hand up and down behind his back. Turning around, he showed the camera his ass, revealing that my new dildo was parked straight up his tight hole. Perplexed, I watched him push that enormous pink toy in and out of his luscious puck, wondering what the hell was going on. That's when it hit me! Dan must have come into my room naked (he was pretty much always naked in the house) and fallen backwards, accidentally landing on my new present and getting it stuck in his rear. He was trying to get it out but, as a straight dude, must have been struggling with the mechanics of it all. He probably didn't even realize that he had hit the record button on my laptop during his attempt to dislodge the object from his butt. He was going to be so embarrassed when I told him about this!
As I watched the performance, my own hand was plunging the sex toy's thick shaft ever deeper into my hot crack. God it felt so good! And for some reason knowing that Dan had experienced some of this same strange pleasure himself was turning me on even more. I mean, it was just two straight dudes taking it in the ass using the same dildo, but somehow that was making my butt compartment tingle more than ever, feeling the large hard artificial dong stretching and sliding in and out of me. Shit! A shot of intense bliss fired off somewhere inside my hole at the same time as in my brain and then my dick was spurting a crazy geyser of cum as I came like crazy. Through the sense-destroying convulsions of pleasure, I thought about how I hadn't even been jacking my dick but was now nutting from anal stimulation alone. I was definitely learning a lot about anatomy lately. Onscreen, Dan achieved his own ass-gasm, turning to show the camera that he was shooting splooge all over his chest and face. Panting and painted in cum, he removed the sex toy and turned off the camera.
I grabbed a towel. Now in my post-orgasmic daze, with my brain returning to its normal state, I was starting to think it was kinda weird that Dan had been in my room and fallen on my dildo. Then again, he had lately been getting pretty close and friendly with me, more so than ever before. Almost every time I got out of the shower, while my jacked jock body was still dripping with water, he was there, waiting in front of the bathroom door to say hi. He had taken to patting me on my chiseled butt and even sometimes giving a friendly tug to my long soft dong. This was often accompanied by him telling me that he'd been hearing about what a good job I'd been doing as a delivery boy. I never realized that word could travel around about that!
Speaking of which, I needed to hurry down to the pizza shop. My hairy muscular Greek boss had told me to arrive early today since he had a special surprise in store for me. I quickly pulled on my tight delivery boy outfit and headed in that direction.
The front of the shop was more crowded than usual, with a lot of customers, almost all of them guys, waiting around for slices or pies. Their piercing eyes followed my figure as I headed back behind the counter and greeted my boss. He turned to me with his huge bearded smile and a kind of excitement shining in his brown eyes. He was shirtless behind his apron, as usual, and his massive pecs and hard hairy nipples were peeking out the sides.
"Troy," he said, biting his lip with anticipation. "Today I'm promoting you to executive delivery boy."
Wow! That was great! I had no idea that the pizza store owner was so happy with my performance. He told me all the customers had been calling to tell him about my excellent delivery skills and he wanted me to get a special bonus as a result. The promotion came with a bit of a pay increase and a brand new uniform. That was nice to hear. Making rent would be easier now. And this tight outfit had been chafing me since the moment I started. I hoped that my new getup would be a bit more comfortable.
From under the counter, my boss fished out a small white strip of cloth. It had an elastic waistband, a small triangle of sheer fabric, and two elastic straps. Holding it up, he showed me it was a tiny jockstrap. The pizza shop's upside-down triangle logo was stamped on the waistband. I recognized the item as exactly like the one Trent had worn during that last delivery run to the school gym.
"From now on," the owner said. "You'll be wearing this during special deliveries. Come on, let's see you try it on now."
I looked around at the leering dudes in the front of them shop. "Right here?"
My boss gave me his big comforting grin. "Oh, well if you need some privacy, let's step to the back. I'll help you with the adjustments."
As we walked past the swinging door, I heard some sighs of disappointment, though I didn't really know what they were related to. But it was really nice of the owner to accommodate me like this. It felt great to know that I was already climbing the ladder here. I wondered how long it had taken Trent to become an executive delivery boy.
Alone in the warm, humid back of the shop, my boss asked me to strip so I could try on the new jockstrap. Seeing my hesitation, he smiled and pulled off his apron. His broad exposed body was a sight to behold, deep lines tracing out his abs and chest, his arms bulging and broad as tree trunks, his entire frame covered in that fine pelt of hair. Giving me a wink, he shucked his sweatpants, bringing out his thick furry legs and the hilly curve of his glutes. And right there in the center of his bushy crotch was the stupendously colossal hefty meat of his cock, sticking straight up like a flagpole, the incredible head sticking seductively out of his foreskin as a dewy drop of precum beaded from its slit. Instantly, my ass started twitching like crazy.
I knew that my boss was a great guy but I hadn't realized just how great he was until this moment. Knowing that, as a straight dude, I was a bit uncomfortable peeling off my clothes in front of him, he had done what any good person would do and gotten down to the buff to help set me at ease. A fluttering feeling swelled in my chest at the fact that he had been so cool since we first met.
My tight delivery uniform came off, everything except my sneakers and my red baseball cap. Standing there naked, I took the jockstrap from the owner's meaty hand. I smiled as he watched me slip the small costume on, his gaze locked on my athletic frame as I pulled the waistband up, covered my half-hard dick, and slipped my butt cheeks into the rear straps. My boss sucked in his breath, apparently quite pleased with how I looked, and asked me to give him a slow twirl to see how the outfit appeared from every angle.
I did as was told, making my way around really slowly and for some reason instinctively flexing my muscles as I spun. Thrusting out my ass, I asked him how it looked from the back. He came closer to inspect me, his face full of passion, breathing heavily as he told me the jockstrap needed a bit of adjusting. He placed his heavy palms on my butt cheeks, squeezing my marble ass, and brought his nose down for a better look. I felt him tugging on the bands, making some minor changes, all the while caressing my rear with his rough hands. At one point, he pried open my cheeks. Looking over my shoulder, I saw him release a long drizzle of spit right onto my aching hole and place one of his thick fingers against the opening. My quivering puck sucked its tip right inside and I moaned as I felt him make some adjustments to the straps while finger-fucking me gently. Finally, he stood up.
"Perfect," he said, slapping my ass. "You're ready for your next assignment."
A little while later, I was sitting in the driver's seat of the delivery van, my practically naked butt cheeks pressed against the leather, thinking about my hole. It's twingeing was off the hook, really distracting me as I turned down several streets. I wanted to stick my fingers in there (or something more substantial) but couldn't while out on a job. The image of my boss' beautiful cock, thick and veiny as hell, was burned into my brain. With my mind on my behind, I didn't even notice that I had pulled into my own neighborhood and was headed straight for the house that Dan and I rented.
Stopping the van on the curb, I noticed that our little place seemed to be hosting a pretty big party. That was funny. Dan hadn't mentioned anything about having friends over tonight. I stood on our doorstep in nothing but my jockstrap, baseball cap, and sneakers, hefting a huge pile of pizza boxes and hoping none of the neighbors were going to see me like this. Luckily, Dan opened the door pretty soon after I rang, appearing naked and hard, and fixed me with his giant mischievous grin.
"Hell yes," he said. "Glad you could make it. I asked specifically for you."
His words filled me with warmth and made me realize that my roommate was a true friend, looking to help me out in my new position. Dan ran his paws up and down my near-nude body, admiring my executive uniform and stopping to squeeze my dick pouch and muscular ass. He told me I looked amazing as he ushered me inside.
Our house was a jungle, steamy and packed to the brim with people. Red solo cups were perched on every available surface while several six-foot bongs leaned against a wall. Dan had to shout over the loud music, telling me he'd invited a few frat bros over for some fun. A few was an exaggeration. There must have been a hundred or more guys stuffed into our little two-bedroom, dudes standing around laughing, passing joints, leaving barely enough room to squeeze past them as I headed into the kitchen to set down the pies. As I traveled, I noticed that this party was a genuine sausage fest, not a single girl to be seen anywhere. Poor Dan must not have been able to convince any sorority chicks to join. I saw that some of the guys even had their sausages out, walking around naked or close to it, most likely because it was so hot in here. That made me feel better about being almost entirely exposed myself, my nude torso and uncovered ass rubbing against guys in the narrow hallway. I felt a few caresses and one or two fingers exploring my crack, no doubt on accident, as I moved.
But the farther I got into the house, the more bizarre things got. Pretty soon I was coming across groups of guys in different arrangements, jacking each other's cocks or going down on one another. In one corner, I spotted a circle of dudes standing above one frat bro in their center on his knees, stuffing mondo dongs into his mouth one after another. In another part of the house, a posse of buff naked men was hoisting a skinnier guy in the air, his legs pried apart so that his snug puck was just at the right height to get boned. The crew was passing him around, taking turns shoving their enormous cocks in his available hole and slamming him for all he was worth.
By the time I put the pizza boxes down and headed back to find Dan again, I had come to the conclusion that frat dudes could in fact be gay and that I was witnessing an insane orgy of young campus studs giving up their mouths and asses to one another. (Our little college town definitely seemed to have a lot of those going on lately.) The possibility made my head spin, combining with the fact that our house was completely hotboxed to put me in a strange state of arousal. Guy stank filled my nostrils. Inside the pouch of my jockstrap, my long dong was starting to harden and my own butthole was at it again, sending me signals that it needed to get filled. Briefly, I wondered if I could make it to my room and find my dildo but figured it was probably full of gay sex as well at the moment.
Of course, that's when I came across Dan doubled over on the floor of our living room, his giant schlong practically choking a guy who was on his back on the floor. Dan was bucking his hips, sending his dong in and out between the guys lips, in what looked like an effort to shake him off. He looked up at me with his icy blue eyes and smiled.
"Hey, Troy," he said. "Can you help me out over here?"
Everything about what was going on suddenly made sense. Dan was straight (obviously) but had invited over some frat bros who turned out to be gay. And, as at any gay orgy, a straight dude really had to watch himself or else he might slip and send his dong right into an open orifice without meaning to. I was surprised at just how common the scenario was, but then again there was plenty I didn't know about the world. Mortified to be in the situation, Dan was asking me if I knew how to get him loose.
Thankfully, I was now a pro at such things. I looked at Dan's beautiful ass, wondering if the best approach was to dig my dick in there and poke and prod my roommate until he came unstuck. But the better placement, in my mind at least, was to enter from his front, giving me more leverage to get his humongous cock out of that wet mouth. Coming over, I squared my hips in front of Dan's face and pulled down the elastic waistband of my jockstrap. My super hard hog came flying out, smacking Dan right in the face a few times. He took the assault gratefully and then wrapped his fingers around my thick shaft. Licking his lips, he brought my dong towards him.
My rigid rod dove straight into Dan's mouth, getting sucked all the way inside so that my pubes were pressed up against his nose in no time. FUUUUUUUCK! Boning my roommate felt so freaking good. I was definitely not complaining about how often my dick was getting serviced lately, even if it was a bunch of dudes giving me head. Shaking my hips, I tried to help Dan get himself off the guy underneath him but nothing seemed to be working. Even worse, I realized that now my own giant dick appeared to be caught in Dan's throat. I tried to pull it out but his lips just tightened around my girthy shaft, not letting me get further than a few inches out.
"Don't worry, buddy," I told my cock-stuffed friend. "I know what to do."
The secret in this situations was always cumming and so, in my head, I told myself all I had to do was let loose a bunch of boy batter into Dan's craw and then I'd be able to get loose. Hopefully, the action would make him realize that he needed to do the same. I started really railing Dan's face, just totally skull fucking the shit out of him, going hard and fast in an effort to get myself to splooge as soon as possible (after all, I didn't want us both in this compromising position for too much longer). But maybe the bunches of other guys around were making me nut shy, because I couldn't quite get myself over the edge.
Eyes were turning towards us by this point, with plenty of the frat bros beginning to sidle over to get a closer look at the action of their host. That only made me want to free Dan even more, to help save him from further embarrassment. Looking around at the large hard crowd of cocks, I felt a few tremors in my puck and thought about my pink dildo. If only it was around to help me get my rocks off!
That's when I remembered that there was something even closer. Just below me, with his face caught on Dan's cock, was a naked frat guy, his beast of a dong sticking straight up at just the right angle. Carefully, carefully, I lowered myself down on my haunches, aiming my asshole for the giant erection beneath. OOOOHHHHH YEAH!!! It hit home in the most excellent way possible, pressing up against my puck and sliding right inside my rear tunnel thanks to some conveniently placed Greek spit. (Good think my boss had prepped me a little beforehand)
Guys in the crowd gasped at the sight before them, which must have looked like a pretty funny arrangement. One gay dude on his back on the floor, with a straight dude shoving a cock in his mouth and another straight dude riding his tremendous boner. I almost couldn't believe it myself. A few of the frat bros came forward and beat their hard batons on Dan's body. I was at the right level that a few dicks got smacked in my face but it was pretty clear to me they were incidental and so I graciously took the assaults.
With the cock in my ass I was feeling closer to nutting, though even that wasn't quite doing it for me yet. Bucking back and forth, I slammed my dong into Dan's mouth while simultaneously pushing the schlong in my ass in and out of my hole. It felt amazing but my body was definitely telling me that I had to raise the stakes a bit. Looking up at a muscle stud standing over me, I motioned my head backwards.
"Hey, pal," I said, "Would you mind?"
The gay frat bro didn't need to be told twice. He instantly got my meaning and crouched down behind me. After releasing a nice glob of spit into my aching crack, he took his dickhead and ran it up and down my cock-stuffed hole. Pressing his mouth to the back of my neck, he sent his fingers in circles around my nipples, getting me keyed up to a totally new state of arousal. It was enough to make my sphincter relax and let a second cock start to slide in my asshole. Ever so slowly, he pushed farther inside, stretching me in ways I'd never before experienced.
Hot damn, this felt amazing. There were now two dongs in my ass and a mouth on my dick, in a cosmic configuration of pure pleasure. Cheers came from all around and more meaty hogs slapped my face. The DPers inside me began to move in unison, plowing my super-charged hole with their incredible pieces. I was fully loaded now, feeling loose and limber and ready for more action. Dan himself looked pretty pleased, still grinning despite the fact that my straight cock was stuck down his throat. After a second, the double-dongs in my ass must have finally done the trick because he was able to slide his lips right off my huge erection for a second and plant a sweet kiss right on my lips.
"You're amazing," he said, locking his beautiful blue eyes on mine.
By this point, I was too lost in the moment to think about exactly what was going on. Two dicks worked in and out of my back channel while Dan continued to face fuck the guy below us. I noticed that some of the party-goers around us were getting in on the action as well, with one shredded guy crouching behind Dan and shoving a colossal cock in his ass. Dan seemed to be loving it, pressing his hips back and forth to experience all that he could. I started to wonder if maybe Dan wasn't straight. He might be at least bisexual.
That's when I felt a hot load of cum fire off inside me, a creamy dollop that coated my insides with slick salty spooge. It was the second frat bro who I'd asked to fuck me, apparently super turned on by everything going on before him. He pulled out but there were a whole bunch of understudies waiting in the wings, ready to fill my hole to the brim. Another hard cock wormed into my crack and soon I was double-stuffed once again.
Leaning back like a cowboy, I rode the two dicks in my ass, feeling the fire in my tunnel finally get some quenching. Who knew that a double assault was what I needed in order to fulfill my needs? Some part of me enjoyed the amazing show I was giving these gay frat bros, many of who just stood around jacking their cocks at the sight of this straight dude with two hogs in his rear. Pretty soon, I felt another nut shoot into my butt and a dong got replaced with another dong. It was clear that the DP train would be running smoothly for a while longer, with as many guys taking their turns in my ass as was necessary. My muscles were covered in a fine sheen of sweat and the incredible smell of nut butter and boy funk rose from everywhere.
Dan was getting gang banged pretty well himself in front of me, taking dick after dick as he continued to rail the guy on the floor. But after a guy shot inside him, he pulled his long dong out, making me wonder if he had ever been stuck in the first place. There wasn't too much time to consider this before Dan made his way around to my back.
"Gotta fuck you, Troy," he said, shoving his dripping cock inside me.
I felt him place a hand on my shoulder and wrap his other arm around my chest as he slid into my slick and snug hole. Oh man, it felt so good to have him take me like this. I realized that, somewhere deep down inside, I had wanted Dan to use me for a long time. As he fucked me in conjunction with another dude, I felt a building pressure rising in my loins. My own dick was out in the air, not getting serviced by anyone, but I was definitely hard enough to lay a brick. On Dan's next thrust inside me, some button got pushed inside my ass and my dong exploded like a cannon.
FUCK, FUCK, FUCK. My brain shot out signals of absolute rhapsody as I achieved another anal orgasm while being DPed. The convulsions must have been significant because both Dan and the gay dude on the floor screwed up their faces, shoved their cocks deeper inside me, and each let loose a crazy spray of man cream, which filled up my compartment and came gushing out onto the ground. A few of those around us managed to cum as well, shooting sticky gunk all over my chest and face and crotch and legs. Dan, me, and the other guy were soon pretty well coated in jizz.
Getting up, Dan planted another great kiss on my lips and told me he was so glad to know me. He handed me a fat wad of cash, saying he'd collected it from all the guys, but that he knew I deserved even more. Beaming, I felt proud to have done such a great job for my roommate and friend. Soon, I'd be on to even greater delivery runs.
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