Ding-dong
The classic sound of the doorbell on this quiet suburban street in our little college town brought a grin to my face. The house was so normal, so unassuming, that it seemed surprising to think it was anything other than ordinary. I guess it was kinda like me in that way.
Standing on the doorstep, holding just a single pizza box while wearing my skimpy jock, I gave myself a once over. I adjusted my red baseball cap, brushed my dirty blond bangs from my face, and ran my free hand down my side. My perfect muscles always made me smile just a little, thinking about how hot I must have looked to any passerbys. Many hours at the gym meant that my toned arms matched my pert pecs, my steel-cut six pack, my thick thighs, and, of course, my rounded muscle slab of an ass, which strained against the straps of my tiny jock. Licking a finger, I slipped it between those gorgeous cheeks and rubbed it a little on my aching hole, helping douse the fire it was feeling, twitching in anticipation of what was to come. My heavy dong hung over my huge balls, hardening just a bit inside its fabric pouch.
The door opened a crack. The confused but beautiful face of my hairy Greek boss peeked out at me, blinking in surprise.
"Troy?" he said. "What are you doing here?"
I batted my eyelashes and gave him a vacant and innocent expression.
"Oh jeez, did I make a mistake in the delivery address? I'm such a ditz sometimes, boss."
Pushing right past him, I made my way inside, unwilling to wait any longer for an event that had been building for what felt like forever. His house was cozy and warm, a few potted plants in the entryway, which opened to a large and comfy living room. Sitting on a long couch, or on the floor in front of it, were eight or nine naked beefy men, holding wineglasses and looking at me expectantly. I turned to my boss, who was also completely in the buff, his humungous hair-covered body and gigantic cock totally on display. He gave me a crooked grin.
"Er, Troy. You caught us in an awkward time. Me and the hubby are having some friends over for a little gathering."
He walked over and placed his trunk-like arms around the Turkish dude I'd met before at the pizza parlor, a guy who was practically the spitting image of my boss, with supremely proportioned muscles and his own enormous schlong. Should have realized they were married, but then again there were lots of things that used to escape my notice. I recognized a few of their friends. There was the Russian gymnastics coach and his assistant Esteban. The dark-skinned professor from the pool orgy. The mustached man with the ridiculous dick who had first introduced me to the pleasures of having my throat stuffed with a hard, hot dong. Well, Troy, I thought to myself, this is going to be even more interesting than you imagined. I slapped my forehead dramatically.
"Oh, wow, boss. I'm so sorry. Let me just put this box down and I'll totally get out of your way."
Of course, I had no intention of doing that. By this point in my crazy sex-filled life, I could easily recognize the signs of a fuckfest when I saw one. The most obvious clue was the nude and randy dudes. But on the table I also spotted some tiny popper canisters, a few cock rings, and plenty of lube bottles. One the guys on the floor was rolling a huge cigar filled with weed and it looked like there were a few lines of white powder on a mirror. It appeared that I'd come in on the casual pre-party part, when everyone was starting to get loosened up on wine and conversation and flirtation. I loved how everyone's eyes followed me in my tight jockstrap as I came to the table and placed the pizza on it. The gathered men were already in a pretty intimate arrangement, everyone sidled up next to one another, rubbing each other's backs and legs, getting themselves ready for the sensations that were to come. I noticed a few cocks growing thicker in response to my presence.
"Well, boss," I said, running my hands up and down my almost-naked hide. "I'll let you get on with your shindig. No need for me to be here anymore."
He looked at me with his flinty eyes, licking his lips as his fingers reached down and traced the long shaft of his hog.
"If that's what you want, Troy," he said with a half-growl.
The tension in the room was already quite high as everyone waited to see what I would do. Turning around, I thrust out my jock-covered ass and pried apart my cheeks.
"Oh yeah," I said, innocently. "See, my tight jock hole started itching the second I got in here. I'm gonna have to go home and jack-off in order to relieve the pressure. I'll probably stick a big dildo in there to stretch me out and milk my prostate, too."
There was a coordinated intake of breath as the dudes behind me checked out my amazing assets. Peeking over my shoulder, I saw them all staring directly at my beautiful puck. My boss, on the other hand, had his gaze locked on mine, his incredible bearded face giving me a hungry smile.
"You see," I continued. "I've just been so horny all the time ever since I started working for you. I don't really know why, must be something about delivering pizzas that gets me really turned on."
My fingers had been rubbing my hole as I spoke and I let the tip of one of them enter the front end of my back cavity.
"Troy..." my boss started to say.
But I took the opportunity to start walking away just then, making sure that my movements showed off every inch of my gorgeous bod. A few of the guys cried out, asking me to wait, saying they should be able to figure out some way to help me out. Internally, I laughed, deciding it was finally the moment to give them all what they wanted.
"Whoa-a-a-a," I called out, tripping over a raised spot in the rug.
I landed without a problem on all fours, my head down, my back arched, and my superb ass high in the air. Like a wild huntsman finally catching his prey, my husky boss came right over and leaned down behind me. He placed one of his rough palms against my fair cheeks, pulled them apart, and sent his velvety tongue right into my deep crack, hitting my yearning hole. He grunted as he lapped at my quivering puck, reaching his long tongue inside me. OH FUCK YES, I thought, as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. I had been waiting too long for this to happen.
My body began singing with waves of heightened pleasure. The smell of ganja smoke and chemically poppers started filling my nose. As my boss' wet tongue went to town on my ass, I surrendered myself to the feeling of him sliding in and out of my snug exit, his bristly beard stimulating my chiseled cheeks. My hole became my entire existence, encompassing every aspect of my focus, as I let myself unwind into the unending enjoyment of getting rimmed. My own gigantic cock was now fully erect, breaking through the tent of my tiny jockstrap, and I reached a hand down to tug on its length. The sounds of bodies shifting could be heard behind me and I knew that my boss' guests were beginning to give themselves to one another while watching his hunky hide lean over and expertly toss my salad.
Pretty soon, my boss was introducing one of his meaty fingers into my back channel along with his tongue and then two fingers at a time. He fingered my open hole, which was already slick with spit, occasionally standing and banging the head of his huge uncut cock against my puck. He grunted like a bear as he did so and I could tell he was getting lost in the animalistic urges that were no doubt coursing through his frame.
He stood and walked to my front end. From below, I looked up at his humongous ballsac just before it whapped me a few times on the face. I moaned in ecstasy as he beat the enormous baton of his dick against the side of my head. Putting a hand under my chin, he tilted up my face, sticking two fingers in my mouth as he gazed at me with fire in his eyes. Slowly, he brought the end of his perfect dong in the direction of my needy lips. The tip slipped inside as he leaned over me and stuck a finger into my arched asshole again. I cried and whimpered, wanting him to take me fully.
"Troy, my boy," he said, bringing his mouth down close to my ear (the fact that he could do this showed off his athletic flexibility and how big his piece was.) "I've been looking forward to banging you ever since you walked into my pizza shop. I knew right away that you were a boy designed to take dick."
Pulling his thick cock away, he tipped my chin up again and looked into my eyes. He smiled and then let a long dribble of spit fall into my mouth.
"But first," he said. "I'm going to have all of my friends fuck you."
"Unnnnghhhh," was all I could reply.
First up was the mustachioed man with the giant dong, who placed his huge hog against my aching hole. There was a moment of intense pressure and then that thick meat slid straight into my tight tunnel, which sucked the intruder in down to the balls. Immediately, the guy started reaming me for all it was worth, going hard on my tender ass with powerful thrusts of his hips. My pro bottom took the assault with ease, sending incredible undulations of pleasure throughout my body. At the same time, my boss introduced his oversize cock into my mouth, slowly pushing deeper and deeper. His magnificent schlong was just about the biggest thing I'd ever taken and so it was actually a bit of an effort to unhinge my jaw and let it slide down into my throat. I felt that sensational strain as his cock began tickling my tonsils, but was fully committed to enjoying every second of being stuffed from both back and front at the same time. My boss was surprisingly tender about the whole thing, taking his time to let me relax even as he delved ever farther into my craw.
The guy in my ass let himself cum, a quick release that squirted a good dollop of dude juice into my rear compartment. He knew that everyone was going to be achieving multiple orgasms as they used me tonight and so finished quickly so he could step aside and let someone else have a turn. This time it was Esteban, who shoved his massive member into my loosened puck, leaning his body over mine so he could really rail me. Wrapping his muscular arms around my torso, he played with my nipples, pinching their nubs and sending me into the stratosphere as he continued to plow my slick hole. My boss took his mammoth mastodong out of my mouth so that Esteban could suck on it as well and the two of us shared that delicious treat while alternatively making out with one another.
The Russian mountain of a man now stepped up to the plate, coming behind Esteban and crouching down with his legs spread wide. Turning back, I saw the muscles of his massive hairy chest flex as he began to pry open Esteban's marble cheeks and rub a nice glob of creamy lube on his hole. Within seconds, he was balls deep in Esteban's ass, grunting and groaning as he banged the assistant coach's puck with expert effort. With Esteban as a lucky Pierre go-between, the vibrations were transferred to my own keyed-up hole, and I loved feeling the weight of the two dudes atop me as they teamed up to drill me in combination. By the point, my boss' dong was back in my throat, which had relaxed sufficiently to let him rest his enormous balls on my chin. It was incredible to be surrounded by sex on all sides like this, my nostrils filled with the amazing odors of men fucking.
Esteban and the Russian came together; the gymnastics coach howling as he expelled a load into his assistant, who promptly shot his own sticky gift into my rear. As they pulled away, the professor took the next round, slamming his purple-headed monster into my well-loved hole. The guy was beautiful, with a shaved head, full beard, and wiry black hairs on his torso. I lost myself as both he and my boss began to plow me simultaneously from both ends. Every thrust now had me taking their giant cocks to the fullest hilt, my ass stretched open, my throat corked with an enormous fuckstick as balls slapped me from either side. The sensations in my body were turned up to the max, every single fiber of my being tuned to getting donged as I gladly accepted the incursions happening in both my front and back.
Eventually, the professor came in my butt, as did almost everyone at the party. My boss looked down kindly at me and winked as he took his supreme schlong out of my mouth and pulled me up. With my hole dripping, I stood. My boss grabbed me, wrapped a cock ring around his shaft and balls, and picked me up with ease. Leaning back against a wall, he maneuvered me up to his lap. I hugged his colossal muscle-bound bod, arching my ass as he placed the tip of his enormous dickhead directly on my still-somehow-tight jock hole. His dong was a beast, 100 percent the largest one I'd ever encountered and I realized that even my superb skills were going to have to work to get him inside me. But there was nothing I wanted more than to feel him fucking me and so I breathed deeply and felt my sphincter unwind. Slowly, ever so slowly, his monstrous cock began to slip into my cum-slick compartment. Inch upon inch started disappearing into my needy puck, and I was sent into a higher plane of existence.
"FUCKING JESUS GOD DAMN!" I called out as that ridiculously thick shaft bottomed out inside my ass.
My boss pressing in for a hungry kiss, swirling his tongue to meet mine as he wrapped his huge arms around my frame, squeezing me with all his might. He growled and then started to mercilessly rail me.
"UNF! UNF! UNF!" I cried, bouncing up and down on that divine dick.
As his colossal meat-stick dove in and out of my ass, my own large boner was sandwiched between my abs and my boss'. Its super erect dimensions slid inside its foreskin, delivering one of the most amazing experiences of my life. Stars were spinning around my head as my hole got the reaming it deserved and I pressed my nose into my boss' stank-filled armpit, sniffing his heavenly BO and gaining access to ever greater peaks of pleasure.
I was so beyond lost in that heady sensation that I almost didn't notice my boss' hunky Turkish husband come up behind me. My boss slowed his incursions to a steady pace, smiling at his lover and beckoning him closer. They kissed over my shoulder and I felt the muscle slab of that Turk body squeeze me into my boss. The two of them seemed to confer through evocative expressions. That's when I felt the tip of a second massive wang press against my already overstuffed hole. My brain thought that there was no way I could fit another colossal dong, as big as the one inside me, into my completely corked ass. But apparently the human body still has some secrets up it sleeve because pretty quickly the Turk's elephant trunk was slipping its way up my backdoor.
My boss and his hubby took things easy----no doubt having attempted this maneuver before----and reminded me to breathe and relax as they introduced this newest entrant. They gave me encouraging nuzzles and squeezes, telling me how amazing my ass looked to be DPed by two such enormous cocks. Their friends were all around cheering us on, as they alternated between jacking their own magnificent boners, blowing one another, and fucking each other in a frenzy. The whole scene must have been pretty wild, like something out of an insane porn vid where two muscle bears double-stuffed a hunky college jock. The thought of everything going on turned me on so much that, pretty soon, I could feel two sets of balls pressed against my slippery crack.
"Wow, Troy," my boss said, giving me a tender kiss. "You're amazing."
With that, he grabbed my asscheeks in his meaty hands as both he and his husband began pumping with all their might. My whole body was lit up as delightful waves traveled out from my hole from that crazy double-donging. The sex party turned up a notch as the dudes around us went hog wild on each other's hogs. I whimpered and called out every curse word I knew, feeling my balls tighten as my puck got pounded at the same time by both of those supreme dicks.
I heard a grunt to one side as the Russian gym coach came, his dong aimed straight at me as Esteban fucked his muscular ass. On the other side the mustached man and the dark-skinned professor (who had been jacking each other off) unleashed their own torrent of cream that hit my hide. The other participants each fired off a helping of salty splooge in our direction, covering me, my boss, and his husband in a fine sheen of spunky jism. My boss' husband leaned in and groaned in my ear as he shot a barrage of sweet nut straight up my keister. The incredible sensation of his pumping cock sent my boss over the edge as well, and, with a animalistic moan, he skeeted a gigantic load into my wet hole. The whole episode was enough to bring me my own orgasm and I felt my nuts bounce up in their sack as I squeezed my eyes shut and convulsed, an insane geyser of cum spurting from my giant fat dickhead.
Suffice to say that this wasn't the only time I came that night, but there's no need to detail every single splooge event from that party. It was only later on, at the end of the celebration, that I found myself in bed with my boss, snuggling his gigantic hide and running my fingers through his chest hair. His husband snored next to him, totally wiped out from the orgy. I kept thinking about the crazy adventure that brought me here, how much I've changed from my early days as a totally oblivious "straight" college jock. My boss whispered sweet words about how happy he was that I found him and that he was looking forward to deepening our relationship. I smiled and nuzzled his neck.
"Thanks, boss," I said, content beyond imagining.
He grinned at me.
"Call me Andros," he said, and kissed me.
Wow-ee. Sorry for the lull, everybody. I know a lot of you were sending me nudges to get this chapter out already. I've been having a blast writing this series and receiving all your excellent comments. Gonna consider this one done for now, at least until I feel some inspiration to continue on. Maybe one day in the future I'll come back to it! As always, I love getting your emails at sirarthurpornandoyle@yahoo.com, and definitely support Nifty at http://donate.nifty.org/!