Full Service at the Roadside Cafe
By Wade Wright
As Stu went into the men's room, he noticed a quite nice looking, very athletically built young man standing at the lavatory, but not really washing his hands or apparently doing anything of any real constructive purpose.
Stu walked past the young man and simply expressed a courteous "Hi", and then proceeded to the far end of the room and approached the second of the urinals. Doing the normal, unzip the ole fly, pull out the ole dick and then let out the sigh of relief as the ole flow starts, he did not notice anything really unusual until he was almost finished, only to realize that the handsome young man had moved over to the urinal beside him, but instead of taking a piss, he had pulled his T-shirt up slightly, and had actually pulled his shorts down far enough to let his ass be completely exposed.
Looking over directly toward Stu, the young man made a very definite display of putting some KY jelly on his hand, and then sliding that hand up between the cheeks of his ass.
Stu simply stood there in somewhat of a mild shock, and finally uttered, "Huh, what are you doing?"
Continuing to look directly at Stu, the young man replied. "I want you to fuck my ass! I want you and all those other guys that are out there with you to fuck me! I need to get fucked, and I want all of you guys to fuck me, OK?"
Stu was part of a total group of ten guys that had been out on a hiking afternoon adventure, and on their way back to town, they had called ahead to a small "roadside cafe" that one of the group knew about, and had asked the owner if he would still be open by the time they got there, about 45 minutes later. The owner was very eager to extend his hours, and stay open if it meant he was going to have ten additional customers to feed.
During the conversation with Shawn, the man of the group that had made the call, the owner had told Shawn, "No problem, I'll be glad to stay and take care of your group. I normally close at seven on Sundays, but I'll be more than glad to stay if your group plans on stopping in here."
"If you would, we sure would appreciate it. I've been to your place before, and I promised the other guys that if we could eat there, that they would be just as happy with your food and service as I was when I was there about three or four months ago."
"Well thank you for that complement! Since it's going to be after my normal closing time, I'll have somebody stay late to help, but if the service is a little slower tonight, that's going to be, because it will just be me and my kitchen helper Todd. We'll do our very best, but if things are a little slow, you will understand won't you?"
"No problem, none at all! We sure do appreciate you staying over a little later so we can stop in there. We will be there in about 45 minutes or so. Thanks again!"
As Shawn got off of the phone, he turned to Mike and said, "Hey, he's going to stay open for us. He did tell me that since it's after normal hours the service might be a little slow, since it will only be him and one of his helpers, --Todd! Mike, I am just almost sure that is the same name of the guy I met there the last time. Once I see him, then I'll know for sure. I told him that night that we do these Sunday get togethers quite often, and if we ever were down in Clarky County, we'd try to stop in. But I never told him that it would be ten guys! If that is the same guy, and if he remembers me, he is going to be shocked out of his wits when I come in with nine more guys. If he tries to give all of the guy customers blow jobs out in the parking lot, he could be fucking busy tonight!"
"Shawn you don't plan on doing anything with this Todd guy again, do you? I mean, he's going to be working. He can't fuck around if he's at work."
"Hey man, all I can say is he was working the last time too, but for some real funny reason, he sure did have time to come out to my car when I was getting ready to go, and give me a blow job right out there in the parking lot!"
"Shawn give this to me again. You were there, you ate, everything was normal until you left and then this guy comes out and just gives you a blow job? Come on man! There's got to be a little more to it than just that!"
"Seriously Mike, we just did some real small talk when he took care of my table, and I guess it had to be the gay-dar thing. I know I looked at his crotch once, and I do think maybe he caught me doing that, but that was all. I went out to my car, and just as I was getting ready to hit the switch, he tapped on my window. I lowered the window and he just simply said, 'Hey man, can I give you a blow job?' He knew I was by myself, and the car was off to the side, not right up close, and when I said, 'Sure', he came around to the passenger side of the car, got in, laid his face in my lap, unzipped me, pulled it out and sucked on me like he had not done that in months. It wasn't until after I loaded him and his mouth with some good ole after supper desert juices, that we even talked any at all. It was just the names, why I was in Clarky county, and how he was hoping I'd come back sometime. Then he got out of the car, want back in the restaurant, back around though the back door, and I left."
"Well when you told him that you come down through Clarky county once in awhile, did you tell him it's normally with a whole group of gay guys?"
"No! There wasn't any reason to! He never asked, and there just wasn't any reason to explain that! Hell-he gave me a blow job! Maybe he gives a lot of straight guys blow jobs too. If he's got the guts to ask, why not let him do it? Come on, let's tell the rest of the guys that Harry, or whatever his name is, is going to stay open long enough to take care of us!"
Having figured the driving time pretty accurately, the two vans pulled into Harry's Roadside Cafe right on time, right at 45 minutes after the phone call.
"Are you sure he's open for us?" Mike asked as he looked at the small wooden cafe, neatly tucked into a small cove of trees, but without any name sign on, as if it was actually open.
"Yea he's here. He told me that since it would be later than usual, he'd have the "Open" sign off and the front porch lights off, but to come on up to the door and knock. He said that since his other helpers would be leaving before we got there, he didn't want it to look like it was open, but he'd be there for us."
All ten men unloaded from the vans, and after one slight knock on the front door, they were greeted in, by none other than,---Todd! As they entered, Shawn looked at Todd, and asked, "You're Todd, right?"
Todd immediately looked at Shawn, a very quizzed expression on his face, and replied, "Yea, yea, I'm Todd. Do I know you?"
"Well yea, kind of. I was here about three or four months ago and you waited on me, and we just kind of talked a little, and I told you that when we were down this way, that we'd stop in if we could."
"Oh yea-you're the guy that had that big bandage on you arm, right?"
"Yea, that's me. Arms fine now though. But---if that's how a guy can be remembered, maybe I'd better put a big bandage back on again."
"Yea, I remember us talking now, but when you mentioned you stopping back in, I just kind of figured maybe you and your wife or somebody. I sure did not expect you to have this many people with you!"
Todd motioned to the table that had already been arranged for ten, and also indicated for the men to sit down, as he was very inquisitively checking them all out. He told Shawn, "Hey man, I'm glad you came back! I'm glad to see you again. Yea, I remember you for more reasons than just the bandage." As he ever so very slightly licked his lips only so that Shawn could know what he was thinking, and remembering.
With a very quizzed expression on his face, Todd looked at the table of men, he then looked back toward Shawn with some what of a look of question on his face. Shawn just very simply smiled, and ever so slightly shook his head, "Yes".
Todd smiled, and slightly mouthed an, "OK". He then told the table of ten men, ----ten men that he definitely liked the looks of, that he'd give them a few minutes to look over the menu and that he would be right back, "To get your orders."
The men that Todd was now preparing to take, 'orders from', were some men that he quickly decided he would rather be taking different kinds of orders from. As he stated, "To get your orders," he mentally did imagine some much more exciting orders that he would be very glad to accept and follow through on, if only, any of them could make those orders.
The hiking group that Mike and Shawn were part of, consisted of young men, all aged between 20, --that being Scott, the youngest, and age 28, --Phil, the oldest of the group. All of the men worked for the same construction company, building shopping malls and public, government, type buildings. Scott, being the youngest one of the group, was often called "Babe", when the timing was appropriate, and Phil, was "Dad", ---once again when the timing was appropriate. Within the group, there were two sets of partnerships. Brad and Bob met as co-workers, about three years earlier, and were now commonly referred to, ---off of the job site, as B&B. Luke and Stan had been partners before Luke got his job, and Stan then followed in his footsteps, about a year later and they became not only life partners, but co-works also.
B&B as well as Stan and Luke were often looked at as the "Parents" of the group since they each had the more standard living arrangements, living as partners. It was those two couples that usually held the BBQ cook-outs, or the holiday parties for the group, since B&B had a great backyard BBQ area, and San and Luke had a house with a great family room in it. Of course anytime somebody referred to it as a family room, everybody else in the group would laugh and ask them just when were they going to start the family and fill that room up. More than once others in the group would tell them that they wanted to watch them make the family, since the whole idea of watching those two hunks make love to each other would make a best seller video any day.
B&B, were the couple that some of the others found to be somewhat confusing. Other than the fact that they were both construction workers, both in great physical shape, they really did not seem to have much other in common. Brad stood six foot three, a very tall man with a very sharp build, and Bob barely hit the tape at five foot six. Brad's point of stress was any time the group was naked for any reason. Standing six foot three, everybody would expect his cock to hang good and long, but it was his partner's dick that always got all of the attention. Hanging on a man that hardly stood five foot six, his dick hung down his leg almost twice the length of Brad's. Brad had to shoulder quite a bit of joking about his partner's dick being the long one in the family. He just joked back about yea-maybe so, but his own was still as thick, or thicker than any of the others, well maybe except for Mike's.
Mike was 24, a tall, athletically built basketball player with a body that most individuals would not normally associate with basketball. Much thicker and much more powerful looking than the normal tall, slender basketball star. This man required a large jock strap when on the court. His prior experience, when he was in a ninth grade gym class, and "it" fell out and hung lower than his gym shorts, proved he needed to take special precautions in making sure it was all nicely 'safe and tucked' inside. He had always appreciated his coach's help and actions of helping him located a larger cup strap so that his "accident" didn't happen again. That particular incident rather solidified the "friendship" between he, and Coach Thomas. It gave Coach Thomas an unexpected opportunity to discover the very unusual quality of his young, up rising, basketball star.
It was that private "hands on conversation" that Mike and Coach had, that had always made Mike question if that point in time was when he "became" gay. He remembered so distinctly, how physically excited he became when Coach Thomas wanted to discuss what had happened on the basketball court. Never before that point in time, had anybody ever made such an excited fuss over how he had grown, especially in that special, hidden department.
Shawn was 21 and with his 6 foot two, height and squared jawed "Dick Tracy" appearance, he was so glad he had escaped the "Babe" nickname, and was just "Shawn". His prior sporting "expertise" had been track and field events. His main suffering of --'friendship jokes', was his often mentioned ability to, "Get his legs so high in the air", to clear the hurtles.
The two remaining individuals were Jimmy, aged 23, one hell of a hunky, black, muscular former football player, and Stu, obviously short for Steward, aged 26, a former high school wrestling star.
It was often, and openly admitted, that Stu kept insisting that Jimmy needed to learn more specific wrestling techniques, but that was only so that Stu could be the "teacher" and have the opportunity to man-handle that muscular, tight, black, body and try to throw it around as much and as often as possible. He made no hint of trying to hide his excitement of getting to be on the mat with Jimmy, having him in his arms, and have an arm stuck up between Jimmy's legs and his hand holding onto that black stick of hard meat as firmly as he could grab it! He milked that dick like milking a cow every time he got a chance! That was fine with Jimmy, he loved to be admired, played with and felt, and it gave him a chance to fell Stu's eight inch rod too.
Jimmy was no fool. He knew what Stu's intentions were, and as far as he was concerned, he'd play the role and agree that he wanted to learn some more, but only because he knew that when Stu would have him on the mat, he was going to get one of the greatest crotch groping sessions that any guy could give another guy. And he also knew that he was helping Stu live one of his greatest fantasies. And that being, very visibly played with while wrestling. Of course with Jimmy, both knew it was going to happen, and unfortunately it was never in front of a gym full of spectators. Because of that secret wish, the wish of being played with so publicly, did make Stu realize that he truly was an exhibitionist.
During his entire wrestling days, Stu's greatest disappointments were how his opponents would never take advantage of the, man-on-man, hands on, opportunity and just grab and feel his cock, that was begging for some very radical attention. Every time another wrestler was hanging on to him from behind, and he had his hand stuck up between Stu's legs and had his hand right there on his crotch, he wished and wanted every time for that man to just play the hell out of his dick and balls. The whole idea of being visibly played with, as if it was just happening and he just couldn't do anything about it, in front of a gym full of spectators was about the hottest thing Stu could think about. Stu knew that almost all of the other wrestlers were into wrestling, just as he was, for the physical man-to-man contact, and he so wanted one of his opponents to just let fly with some outrageous grabbing and pulling. His secret dream was to be more than fully groped during a wrestling match, and by some wrestler that he did not even know. Stu remembered times when he was on the wrestling mat and actually managed to get himself turned away from the crowd, just so that his competitor would feel free, to just grab and rub that rod to his fullest content. He had felt a wrestler's hand on his crotch many times, but just never played with the way he prayed for. He wanted his dick grabbed and played with very strongly and actively so that he knew the other man was doing that on purpose and not just touching him as part of the wrestling. He knew that what he really wanted was for some other wrestler to take a very active advantage of him, in the middle of the gym, with an entire crowd watching, but he being 'unable' to do anything about it.
This time of year, the hiking season was fun, and very invigorating, but without any actual formal questions being asked about it, the swimming season was truly everybody's main thrill. Swimming meant very little, or if at all possible, no clothing at all! And this group had discovered just about every possible nude swimming site within driving distance. They each, individually, did not practically care for the male/female nude sites, but any and every opportunity to let it all hang out, and improve the sight of their respective bodies, just that much more by letting the ole manhood fly, they took advantage of it. These opportunities were great, 'self-image improvement opportunities' for Mike. Many, many times, everybody in the group could automatically tell which man and which lady belonged to each other, as the man saw his woman gazing at Mike's equipment, ----just before the man escorted his lady to some other area. They often laughed over the fact that,---IF ONLY he had known, that piece of equipment, that she was admiring and lusting over, was never going to rise for anything, she showed it. It was really SHE that needed to escort her boyfriend away, and get HIM away from Mike.
This group consisted of ten young men, that had no reason to hide, or even attempt to hide the bodies that they each carried. And swimming time,--- that was time for chests out, arms flexed, firm tight butts striding, and trying to show everybody how much hunkier they were now, this year, than they were last year. And of course Mike had his own very special reasons to, ---throw the trunks to the side. Everybody had pretty well been involved in sports while in high school or college, or at least the first couple of years of some college, and all of them knew the advantage of sporting the best damn body a guy, especially a gay guy, could have. Comments were never made, unless they were actual positive comments, but each man knew that all of the others were individually trying to be the best of the crowd. Mike's special, individual quality had to "stand on it's own," as they often commented. And of course, Brad always had his manhood to protect when everybody compared his to his partner's long slong. Without really knowing for sure, all the rest of the group would always comment that they certainly did know who was 'top' in that relationship. Brad and Bob would just smile, and let the comments pass. Nobody could actually find out who was normally the top, regardless of how often they tried, nor how sneaky they were in trying to get it out of them.
As the men browsed the menu, it was then that Stu decided that he needed to visit the men's room.
As Stu entered the men's room, he walked past the young man and simply expressed a courteous "Hi", and then proceeded to the far end of the room and approached the second of the urinals. Doing the normal, unzip the ole fly, pull out the ole dick and then let out the sigh of relief as the ole flow starts, he did not notice anything really unusual until he was almost finished, only to realize that the handsome young man had moved over to the urinal beside him, but instead of taking a piss, he had pulled his T-shirt up slightly, and had actually pulled his shorts down far enough to let his ass be completely exposed.
He stood there in somewhat of a mild shock, and finally uttered, "Huh, what are you doing?"
Continuing to look directly at Stu, the young man replied. "I want you to fuck my ass! I want you and all those other guys that are out there with you to fuck me! I need to get fucked, and I want all of you guys to fuck me, OK?"
"What in here? You want me to fuck you in here?"
"Yea! Yes I do! I know all of you guys are gay, and I want fucked!"
"How do you know we are all gay? Why do you say that?"
"Todd, the kitchen guy, is my lover, and he told me that all of you guys are gay. I came to pick him up after work, but since you guys came, I've got to wait for him now, so while I wait, I decided I want to get fucked, and I want to get fucked by all of you guys. Come on man, I've got my ass all greased up and ready, come on, fuck me!"
Without saying anything else, Stu moved over toward the guy, stroked his dick just a couple of times, stooped down just a little so his dick would line up just right, and he found the hole.
"OK, if you say you want it, let's do it!"
All of a sudden, Stu slammed it in! One stroke, one push, and in all the way!
"Ouch-oh shit man-damn my God you fucked me so fast! Damn man, oh shit man that hurt! God, whoa, slow down on me man, slow down!"
"Hey you were the one that wanted it! I've got a table to get back to. If you want fucked while I'm in here, then we've got to get it done!"
"OK, yea OK. Go ahead and fuck me. It's kind of quit hurting me now, fuck me!"
Stu did. He was told to fuck him, and he did! It only took about four minutes before Stu threw the guy up against the toilet partition and pushed his cock up in his ass as hard as he could, stood there completely still, and then loaded him with everything he had.
"Oh shit man! Damn! Hell man, I sure as the hell never expected to fuck some guy's ass when I came in here. What a fucking surprise! So you want it from the other nine too? Is that what you want? Can you take it that many times?"
"I hope like hell I can, cause that's what I want to do. I've wanted to be gang banged by a whole bunch of guys for a long time now, and when I found out that I had to wait on Todd, and it was just you guys in here, that's when I decided to come in here and wait. Yea-I want to get fucked by all of you guys! Will you help me? When you go back out there, will you tell one of them to come in here?"
"Sure! Hell yea if you want. What you going to do if your Todd or the other guy, Harry, comes in here and finds out what you are doing?"
"Todd knows. When he told me you guys are all gay, I told him what I was going to do. He looked at me kind of funny, but then said, 'OK, it's your ass!' Harry's going to be way too busy in the kitchen to come in here."
"How in the hell does Todd know we are all gay guys? Do you know?"
"No not really. All I know is he knows one of you, and I guess that guy told him."
"What's you name? Oh yea---how old are you? We're not in here fucking some kid are we?"
"No no! I wouldn't let you do that. I'm 22. I work for the Highway Department on road construction. Todd's 24 and he and I are partners. My name's Dougie. Are you going to help me? You going to let the other guys know I'm in here?"
"Yea Dougie. I agree with Todd. It's your ass. I think you are going to have one fucking sore ass when this is done, but fuck,--like he said, --it's your ass! Take those shorts off. You might just as well get yourself ready for about anything and everything those guys want to do. One of them has got a fucking telephone pole for a cock! I hope your ass can take that one!"
"Oh God, is it really big? Oh yea man, I want to get fucked with a really, really big one! Yea-oh man, yea, I want all of them to fuck me. I want to get fucked by all of you guys today!"
"Hey Dougie. Just where in the hell did you manage to get that tube of KY? How do you happen to have that in here?"
"Oh it was in my gym bag in the car. When Todd told me about you guys and I decided I wanted to do this, I went out and got it out of the car. OK?" "Well yea-OK! I just though it was kind of funny you just happened to have some KY in here right at the right time. Take those shorts off and get ready, I'll send someone else in."
Stu wiped his dick off, tucked it back in, washed his hands, and left the restroom.
"Well shit man!" Jimmy commented as Stu sat back down beside him. "I thought maybe you fell in or something!"
"Hey Jim, go check out the art work on the walls in there. Go look at it! It's cool!"
Jimmy looked at Stu as if to say, you are crazy, and asked, "What? What?"
"Hey man, just do it. Go check it out!"
Without questioning him farther, Jimmy got up, and headed for the restroom.
"Whoa-what in the hell!" Jimmy exclaimed as he walked into the restroom and found Dougie standing in there with only his T-shirt and shoes on, leaning on the lavatory and letting his ass shine bright from standing in his "fuck my ass" position, with his feet spread well apart. He had his tube of KY proudly displayed on the counter top as if to say, "What you are thinking is right! I'm lubed up and ready!"
"Did that guy tell you to come in here and fuck me?"
"No-no! He told me to come in and look at the art work. Did he fuck you?"
"Yea, I want all of you guys to fuck me. I know you guys are gay, and I want to get fucked by all of you. Will you fuck me?"
"Stu fucked you? Did he fuck you?"
"Yea he did. He fucked me hard. He really rammed me! Are you going to fuck me? Please! I want all of you guys to fuck me!"
"Hell I guess so! What if somebody comes in? Then what in the hell do we do?"
Dougie explained to Jimmy the same thing he did to Stu about being Todd's partner and how Harry was going to be way too busy in the kitchen, and that he had to wait for Todd, so he wanted to do this, since he had been wanting something like this done to him for years. He told Jimmy that when he found out it was ten gay guys, and he had to wait for Todd, and the restaurant was really closed, he got really all hot and excited about getting fucked by each one of them. He had decided to go for it!
"Yea please, please! Please, ---I want all of you guys to fuck me! Please fuck my ass! Will you please?"
"Hell yea-I guess I will then! Lean over on that sink. Give me your ass!"
"That other guy said one of you guys has got the stick of death or something like that. Is that you? Probably is since you're the only black man, right? And I know black men have got big dicks! Please be you! I hope it's you!"
"Hey boy, I've got a dick you are going to feel, but it's not the dick he talked about. I've got a good stick, but that other guy will make you scream for mercy when he sticks you! By the time he gets to you, your ass had better be pretty damn well opened, and opened real deep. Spread your legs some more! Get ready, you are about to get a big long black rod slammed up in your ass!"
Jimmy dropped his pants far enought to pull his man meat out and told Dougie to get ready.
"Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh man that feels so good! Oh yea-fuck me with that piece of meat! Yea, push on my ass! Yea fuck me! Fuck me please! Push it in all the way. Yea-Oh yea! Oh man that feels so good up in me! Oh man, that's great!"
Once again, within only minutes, Dougie was getting another load of cum shot up in his ass. Jimmy grabbed hold of Dougie's body, pulled him back up against himself, and pushed with all of his might to get as much of his dick up in Dougie as far as possible while he let it all fly!
"There, there! Oh man! Oh man-you have now got some good black man cum up in your ass now! Ever been fucked by a black man before? Ever opened that ass up for a black cock before?"
"No! No you are the first black man I've ever been fucked by. Got to admit thought that when I saw you with the group, you were the one that made me really decide I wanted to do this! I've wanted to get fucked by a big black man's cock for a long time, and when I saw you, I just knew I had to do this. Thanks man! Thanks! Your dick felt good! Really good! Thanks man, thank you!"
Just as Stu had done, he wiped the juices off of his dick, tucked it back inside, washed his hands and after smiling at Dougie and saying, "Best of luck kid!" He left the restroom and got back to the table to find out they were in the process of giving Todd their orders.
Todd knew, of course, where Jimmy was coming from, and as he grinned a broad grin, he then asked if he knew what he wanted.
Jimmy ordered the mushroom burger with fries, and a glass of milk, and retook his set beside Stu. Todd again looked at Jimmy, glanced up toward the restroom hallway, looked back at Jimmy again, grinned an even larger grin and returned to the kitchen.
Jimmy looked at Stu, just kind of shook his head, like "I don't believe that", and then looked down as he spread his napkin across his lap.
Shawn looked at Stu, he then looked at Jimmy, and with a very questioning look on his face, he asked, "What's up? Jimmy,---that Todd guy sure smiled at you in a big way? What's up?"
"Hey Shawn, go check out the art work in the men's room while we are waiting for the food! Stu suggested. "You check that out, and then you'll realize why the funny smiles!"
Shawn again looked at Stu and Jimmy both, and then without asking anything further, he got up from the table and headed for the men's room. With the exception of Phil, nobody noticed Shawn leave the table since they were all in deep conversation. Phil did look at Shawn and then back toward Stu and Jimmy.
During Shawn's absence, the conversation at the table was quite normal, although Phil was still kind of wondering just exactly what was really going on. Stu and Jimmy were pretty quiet except of a slight smirk once in awhile, which again puzzled Phil.
Phil had finally hit his point of just too much secrecy. Without saying anything, he got up from the table and headed for the restroom.
Stu looked at Jimmy, Jimmy looked back and they both broke out into some rather large grins. That, was noticed!
"What's going on?" Mike rather calmly asked.
Stu looked at him and just kind of gave him an, "Oh nothing", expression.
As Phil entered the men's room, he of course let out with a "Whoa man! What in the hell is going on in here? Shawn, who in the hell is that! What in the hell is happening in here?"
As Shawn was taking advantage of the young ass that was now a dinner present to everyone, he looked at Phil and said, "He wants fucked by all of us, and I'm now number three! Get yourself ready Phil, you are dick number four! That guy Todd is this guy's partner, and he's waiting on Todd to get off of work, and until then, he wants to get fucked by all ten of us guys!"
And with having said that, Shawn fucked Dougie's ass like he had not fucked an ass in months! Phil stood there completely silent and just rubbed his crotch.
"Get ready Phil, I'm about ready to unload in this ass and I know he will want you up in him just as soon as I pull out! This little bitch has got one hungry hole! Hang on Dougie, I'm cummmmin! Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit man,----- I'm a cummmmin! Oh God! Oh shit man, that felt good! I never expected to get an ass to fuck while we were here eating, but hell,-- knowing that buddy of yours, I'm not too surprised. Come here Phil, put that rod of yours up in here. Plug this hole before all of the cum that's up in there comes running back out!"
Phil dropped his pants and his briefs and by the time he had them down, he had a ragging hardon. Shawn pulled out, did the clean up stuff, reached over to Dougie, rubbed him on the top of the head and said, "Thanks man! Thanks! Felt damn good!"
Dougie's ass was well lubed and Phil went in full depth, quickly and immediately! Dougie was leaning on the lavatory, on his elbows, and was now taking any and all dicks without saying anything. His only sounds were the sounds of his excitement and total pleasure of getting another dick up in his ass as quickly as another one is pulled out!
Back at the table, questions were now really starting to flow. The others had finally noticed that something, whatever, was happening, and they were asking what. The conversation had been forced into a very low volume level.
As Shawn left the restroom area, Todd walked past him, grinned just slightly and as Shawn nodded toward the restroom, he said, "Hey man. I understand he's yours. Thanks for the surprise gift while we wait for our dinner."
Todd replied, "No problem man, no problem! Hope it was good!"
"Hell yes, hell yes it sure as hell was! You're a lucky guy!"
Shawn came back to the table, looked at Stu and Jimmy, shook his head in disbelief and let out one very big grin.
Brad and Bob watched very intently as Shawn sat down, and as Brad started to move, he said, "Come on Bob, let's go see just what in the hell is going on in there!"
As B&B walked into the restroom, both men gasped in disbelief as they saw Phil have Dougie bent over and grabbing for his ankles, as Phil rammed Dougie's tight, little, upturned ass. Without loosing a beat, Phil continued to jerk Dougie back and forth as he slammed his rod up into Dougie, and at the same time told B&B, "Hi guys! It's fucking time, men,---fucking time!"
Bob looked at Phil and then turned to Brad and said, "Shit man! We should have been in here sooner! I sure as the hell did not know this was going on in here! No wonder everybody is heading for the restroom. Shit man, I need some of that ass too!"
With that being said, Bob unfastened his belt, unzipped the zipper of his shorts, pulled his already stiff male stick out, and started slapping it around in excitement.
Brad looked at Bob and said, "Well man, --if you're going to use his ass, then I'm going to use his mouth. You fuck one end and I'll fuck the other!"
As Dougie was attempting to turn his head and look at Brad's rod, Brad, Bob and Phil could almost hear Dougie attempting a slight yell of, "Oh yea! Yea, please do! Yea fuck both ends of me, men!" Phil was pounding his ass so fast and rough that Dougie had trouble holding his head steady and in one direction to get a good look at the hot dog that he knew he was about to get to chew on.
Looking over toward B&B, Phil said, "Well guys. I guess maybe you two came in right at the right time. He's got me about ready to cum my juices up inside of him, and from the way he's acting, I'd guess he's got a pretty hungry mouth too! Oh-God men! Somebody get behind me and get ready to slam his ass. OH shittttt man-------I'm cummin! Oh man,-what a hot fucking little ass!"
Phil unloaded his baby making juices up in Dougie's ass, grabbed him around the waist, gave him a big bear hug and said, "Thanks man! Thanks! I really needed that bad! Get ready boy, you've got two husbands here that are going to use you in a big way!"
With that comment, Phil pulled out, quickly stepped to the side and gave Bob entrance into the ass that all of the hikers were getting to use. Bob slammed his dick up into Dougie's ass at the same time that Brad slammed his dick down Dougie's throat!
As Bob gave Dougie his entire length of meat, he looked at his partner and said, "Hey Hon! Let's get in a good rhythm here and when you push in on him back there, I'll do the same up here. We'll use him like an accordion and push on both ends at the same time. Get ready man--push!"
Phil rather laughed as he cleaned himself back up and got re-presentable, and watched B&B use Dougie as if he was a rag doll. He told the two men, "Do it and have fun", as he left the restroom and rejoined the rest of the men at the table.
Just as he came out of the restroom, Todd walked by and quietly asked, "Hey, how's he doing?"
Phil looked at Todd and asked, "You know what's going on?"
"Yea, I do. He's my other half, and he told me he's wanted to be gang banged by a big bunch of guys for years now, and I told him to go for it if he could get it. How's it going?"
"Well shit man,-I guess I'd say it's going pretty damn well for him. Right now he's taking another one up the ass and one down the throat too. As long as his ass hangs in there-I'd say he's doing pretty well!"
"OK good! Was just wondering. Got to get back in the kitchen. Guess life's not fair! He get fucked by ten hot hunky guys, and I get to cook! Damn! Got to admit, I'm getting fucking jealous!"
Todd returned back to the kitchen and Phil went into the dinning room and sat back down at the table. Luke and Stan looked at Phil with a complete quizzed expression on their faces.
Luke quietly leaned over, and asked Phil. "What in the hell is going on, man?"
"Go in the restroom. Just go in the restroom."
Stan heard what Phil had quietly said, and he and Luke both got up from the table at the same time and headed for the restroom.
As Stan and Luke came into the restroom, the normal action of the evening was in progress. Bob was very active in one asshole that simply, in everybody's opinion, now had to be getting pretty damn sore. Brad was in the process of unloading his juices down Dougie's throat and telling him, "Swallow man---swallow!"
Then looking back at his own partner, Bob, Brad encouraged him to hurry up and unload back there. "I need some of your warm cum back there to slide my dick in on!"
Bob took advantage of now having complete control over Dougie's body, and within only seconds, using Dougie as a slamming jerk off toy, pushing and pulling him back and forth, Bob let everybody in the room know he was in the process of reproduction,--- if it had been a woman he was in, and not Dougie's ass.
Brad looked at Stan and Luke, who were now standing there rather speechless, and told them, "Hey guys! Give me just a quick minute back here. This hungry hole wants all ten of us up in him before we leave, and since I've already loaded the front end, I've got to quickly stick his ass just so he will have gotten it in the ass from all ten of us! Come on guys, one of you is man number seven, ---one of you get it out and get it ready! I've just got to stick it up in him for a minute, just so he can say I fucked his ass!"
Stan looked at Luke and said, "Hell man,--I'm game! You want to fuck his mouth while I fuck his ass?"
"Yea man, yea! Yea--I'll fuck that end, you do the back end. He looked like he was really enjoying it when Bob and Brad were in each end! Yea-let's go for it!"
One again, the ole switcher-roo happened. Brad gave them a minute to get ready, and after checking with Stan to make sure he was all ready, he pulled out and told Stan to "get in there man! Fill that hole! This guy is so fucking crazy for dick tonight, he probably don't even know who is in there!"
Just said in time, just slightly before Luke filled his mouth with another long stiff log, Dougie managed an, "Oh yes I do man! Yes I do know!" That was as much as he had a chance to say. Immediately he had Luke filling his mouth full, and pushing on his face with his bushy crotch.
"Eat my dick man! Eat my dick!"
While Stan was in the process of fucking Dougie's ass, he looked up at Bob and Brad and asked, "Who in the hell is this guy? Where did he come from?"
Bob and Brad attempted to explain everything as they understood it, but admitted that from what they did know, some of it might be right and some of if might be wrong, since they were relying on hearsay!
Even though he had his mouth full, all four men could tell that Dougie was trying to confirm with positive grunts that what was being said was right! That gave all of the men the confidence that what they had been told, was on track! When Bob attempted to ask Dougie if what they had said was right, Dougie attempted to utter a, "Right! Yea!"
"Well shit man! I guess that means I need to fuck his ass too after I do his mouth, right?" Luke asked.
"Yea guess so if he's going to get fucked by all ten of us! I guess we must be his number seven and eight. Right? I mean, after Luke and I get done with him, the only other guys that have not been in here yet are Mike and Scott, right?"
"Yea, think you are right!" Brad answered. "Yea, everybody else has been in here unless somebody didn't do him. Hey, Dougie. Did all of the guys that come in here fuck you so far?"
Totally unable to speak since he still had Luke's dick stuck down his throat, Dougie attempted a "Yea" and at the same time attempted to kind of shake his head "Yes" as much as he could.
Watching Dougie reply the best he could, Brad then said, "Well guys! I'd say that after Luke pokes him some, then the only other two are Scott and Mike. Oh shit man! He has not been fucked by Mike yet? Oh God, hope like hell he can take that one after all the fucking he's gotten from all the rest of us. Shit man! Hope like hell he's got enough KY jelly left! He's going to need it when Mike gets in here!"
Suddenly Luke exclaimed, "Oh God man-Oh shit,------I'm cumin! Man oh man, did I cum fast! Oh God man! I did not even know I was getting ready! Shit man! Oh shit man, why in the hell did I cum so fucking fast? Hey Stan, hurry up back there! I need to do his ass so that he's had all of us up in there. God man,---shit I came fast! I guess this whole restroom thing has gotten me more excited than I realized."
Once again Dougie felt his ass getting warm and juicy as another man shot his load up, and in, his warm and now well used, ass.
"Oh there man! Oh there! I just came man, I just came!" Stan exclaimed as he laid his head down on Dougie's back! "Oh shit man! God your ass feels good! Oh man-that was hot, that was hot, that was hot!"
Bob and Brad had re-freshed themselves back up and had returned back to the dinning room before Stan and Luke had each deposited their entries into little Dougie's now full ass and mouth.
With all of the low volume talk that was now going on, and everybody getting up and going to the restroom, Mike was at the far end of the table from Phil, and he was still trying to find out exactly was happening.
Mike looked at Phil and quietly asked, "What in the hell is going on!?"
Then looking at Mike, Phil rather quietly said, and motioned with his hand, "Mike, go to the restroom!"
Not only did Mike get up, but so did Scott. They had definitely had their curiosity peaked from some of the abbreviated comments that they had heard at the table, some of which they really did not think they had heard quite correctly, and they were going to find out for themselves!
As they walked in, Mike let out a restrained, "Oh shit! Oh my God he's,---- he's fucking him! Luke, you're fucking that guy! Luke who in the hell is that? Oh my god! I don't believe this!"
Scott added an, "Oh shit man! God, they weren't kidding! I thought they were all kidding! He is actually fucking that guy!"
Dougie turned his face toward the door to see who his next two "men of action" were going to be. Dougie continued to lean on the counter, as he attempted a slight "Hi".
"Luke looked over at the two new entrants and suggested that one of them get ready, "I'm about ready to do it, and I'm getting close. He's got a good little ass here, and even with as much fucking as he's been getting, it's still a tight little ass guys. One of you guys get ready to take over. He wants all of us tonight, and it looks like he going to get us! One of you get ready to take over here! I've loaded his mouth once already, and I can tell I'm just about ready to load his little ass now!"
Scott was the quicker of the two and he immediately had his pants down to his knees, and he was quickly stoking his dick getting it good and hard and stiff and ready!
Without saying anything, but with a lot of body language, Scott and Mike could tell that Luke was in the process of loading the kid's ass with his juices. Luke grabbed hold of Dougie extra tight and pushed his dick up and in him as hard and as far as he could, just like Stu, Jimmy, Shawn, Phil, Brad, Bob, and Stan had already done. Suddenly Luke almost threw Dougie up against the lavatory counter and gave him one last strong and forceful slam in the ass. He was finishing up with a very strong exclamation mark right up, and in, Dougie's ass!
"Oh God man, oh shit! Oh man, that felt good! Who's taking over here? Somebody get ready to fuck this butt! God man! This guy is getting more action in this ass than most men see in a year! God, it's got to be getting damn sore!"
Scott did not say anything, he just made his presence very well known as the next one in line, and once again, just as soon as Luke let his cock slide out, Scott re-filled the vacant hole. His dick was rock hard, and right as Luke pulled out, he immediately slammed his rod up and into Dougie's ass. Dougie did not even move from his position of leaning on the counter. He did just slightly spread his feet a little farther as if to make a welcoming invitation to the new man and the new cock. Scott walked up, aimed his very stiff and rigid cock, and immediately and quickly took advantage of Dougie's' ass hole.
"Oh God, Oh God that feels so good!" Dougie exclaimed as he was slammed up against the counter, as Scott took possession of his ass. "Oh God that feels so good!"
Stan and Luke washed up, got themselves all presentable again. Stan extended a greeting of, "Have a fucking good time guys!" They then left the restroom and silently returned to the table.
Mike stood there and watched his friend Scott, fuck Dougie's ass like a dog eating his supper and being afraid someone is going to snatch it from him.
"My God Scott, don't kill him! Scott, slow down! My God man, do you always fuck an ass this fast?"
"Oh man! Oh shit man, I can't believe this! I'm fucking some guy's ass in a restaurant restroom! Oh man, this is exciting. Oh man, I've never fucked some guy in some place like this. I've only done this in a bedroom! God, I love fucking someplace like this! Oh man! This is hot! I like this!"
As Scott took over as the dick of the moment, Mike stood there in lust wanting his time in that tight ass. Just as Scott was accomplishing the ole, 'man lets juices fly' routine, Shaw stuck his head in the door and told Mike and Scott that the food was coming, and was on the table.
Mike had his dick out, and in his hand. It was bone hard in anticipation, and he flipped it up and down a few times as he showed it to Dougie.
"Hey man! I'm going to let that poor little ass of yours rest for a few minutes, and then I'm coming back in here and you are going to get this. Want this?"
"Oh my God! That's the one the other guys told me about. That's the really big one! Oh God man, that's big! Oh my god man! That's fucking big! Oh shit man, that's big!"
"Yip, sure is man! You want fucked by that? You want it up in your ass? You'd better want it, cause I think it's the last one. If everybody else that has been in here has fucked you, I'm the last one. I guess maybe it's like saving the best for last! Well anyway, at least the biggest for last! You want this one up in your ass too, don't you? Or is your ass too sore now to take it? You want this?"
"Oh yes Sir, yes Sir! Please do fuck me with that before you leave. Yea,-- my ass is getting really sore, but I've got to have that one too. Oh my God man! Shit man that is enormous, fucking enormous! They told me about that one and I've been wanting it! I still want it! Yea, I want to feel that one up in me! Please! Please, Oh my god, I've never been fucked with one that fucking big! Oh my God it looks like a fucking horse dick! Please promise me you won't leave before you fuck me! Please!"
"Yea, I'll fuck you. You stay in here and maybe dump some of that cum back out of your ass while you wait for me, and just as soon as I finish my sandwich, I'll be back. OK? Understand?"
Yes Sir, yes Sir! I'll be here. I'll dump while you eat and I'll be ready. I'll be here! I'll probably be shaking like shit, but I'll be here! Oh my God man! I've got to know I took that one! Shit man I hope I can get that in my ass!"
As Dougie was checking out the enormous rod that he was promised to get slammed with, Scott was already using Dougie's back end for his own personal and physical enjoyment! Once again, and almost as quickly as all the previous men, Scott almost let out a yell that he was ready to cum! He grabbed Dougie up tight, planted his cock down deep into Dougie's interior and with deep groans and sighs, he released his man creams and almost collapsed, as he and Dougie both rested against the counter top.
Scott pulled out his tool, and quickly did the standard clean up routine. He and Mike headed for the dining room for their supper.
Mike turned as he left the restroom and said, "Just give me a couple of minutes, and then be ready! I'll be back! I want my turn in that tight little juicy ass of yours!"
Back at the table, everybody was in a very jovial mood realizing that dinner had turned out a little different than any of them had expected. Word had worked its way around the table that Dougie was Todd's partner, and everybody now knew about the previous time that Shawn had eaten at the restaurant and the extra service he had received from Todd in the parking lot.
On a rather quiet level, the main conversation during dinner was the activity in the restroom and soon everybody realized that Mike was the last, lone, man that had not yet had his opportunity. And with everybody either being a man that had been fucked by that oversized rod, or had at least seen it hard once or twice, everybody was wondering just how easily Dougie could take it, or even if he could, since he had already been fucked by at least nine other men that night. Most of the men agreed that with as much sexual drive and stamina as Dougie was displaying, they were sure he had probably been fucked and played with by at least one more guy before this little session ever got started.
As Todd came out to check the table and see it there was anything that anybody needed, Shawn stopped him and asked, "Hey Todd. We're all kind of querious to know if maybe Dougie had anything else going for him, before we got here tonight. Like, were you two in bed together before you came to work? We just think maybe something got him all hot and heavy and wound up before we got here."
Todd grinned, and told Shawn in a low tone, "Yea. We had a three way with another guy before I came to work. So yea, he'd been fucked by at least two of us before this all happened. I knew then, when we got done with Jason, that he was not fully satisfied. When he told me he wanted to do this, I sure was not surprised. Hell man, I'm jealous he got to do it, I wish it had been me!"
As everybody at the table enjoyed their dinner, Mike quietly finished and excused himself from the table. He went to the restroom.
As Mike entered the restroom, he found Dougie rinsing off his face, and washing his hands.
"Hey man. How you doing? How's your ass feeling?"
Looking up at Mike, breaking out in a big grin , Dougie said, "I'm doing fine. Yea I admit, my ass is starting to get sore, but man, I want that dick of yours. I've waited on it ever since one of the guys told me about it, and then when I saw it, I knew I really needed to feel it up in me. You are going to fuck me, aren't you?"
"Yea man, if you still want it!"
"Yea, yes I do! Please!"
Mike removed his pullover shirt, lowered his pants and his briefs and displayed once again, his "horse dick" for Dougie to look at and touch.
After Dougie admired it and handled it for a few minutes, and almost kept yell out about how fucking big it was, Mike then moved himself over to the closed toilet seat and sat down. Of course his rod was now standing at a complete attention, standing directly up in the air, looking like a round Washington Monument.
"Hey, have you got some lube up in your ass?"
"Yea, I put some more up in me after I dumped out the cum that I could. Yea, I'm lubed up."
"Good, then come here Dougie. Straddle my legs and sit down on my dick. I want you to sit on me, and fuck yourself with my dick. Come here, sit on it!"
Dougie did as Mike instructed and slowly he moved himself into position with his ass right above the tip of Mike's ten and a half inch long rod. Dougie reached down to hold it in place as he attempted to put it up in himself, and all of a sudden he exclaimed, "Oh God Mike! I can't even close my hand around this! How fucking thick is this thing?"
"I measured it once, and found out that it's just about seven inches around, and you know a pop can is eight inches around, so I'm not quite as big around as a coke can. Still want to see if you can take it? Think you can take it?"
"Oh man, I hope so! I want that up in my ass so bad! I'm going to try and get it up in me. I want it, but it's so fucking big!"
"Hey Dougie, just start letting it get right there by your ass hole and then just kind of let yourself come down on it. Yea, I can feel your hole on it. Yea, Dougie, just kind of sit. Yea-that's doing good Dougie, that's good! I can feel the tip of it going in."
"Oh shit man! Damn man, I want it up in me, but man it is so fucking big I'm afraid it's going to really hurt when it goes in!"
"Yea Dougie it will, but once it goes in, the hurt will stop and you'll be glad you did it. Just sit down a little."
"Ouch, Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit man! I think part of it went in!"
"Hey man, you are doing good! Yea the tip kind of went in. Just take a big deep breath, and then just try to sit down a little more. The tip of it is in you, so your ass has opened up some, now all we need to do is to get more of it up in you. Seriously Doug, when you take the whole thing up in you, you are going to be really glad. You'll like it man, it'll feel good!"
"Oh I'm trying, I really am! I want to know I can take it, but man, it feels like it is going to rip my asshole all open."
"No, it won't! No, it won't! I've fucked other guys before that thought they were going to get all ripped open, and it never happened to them. Just let your ass open up some, and then sit down a little more. Yea man, yea. That's good Dougie, that's good! Just sit down on it. Yea,-feel it going up in you? Feeling OK?"
"Yea I guess so. Yea I can feel it going in and it feels really fucking tight! You sure it's not going to hurt if I just sit down on it?"
"No Dougie, it will feel good! I promise!"
"How do you know it will feel good? You've never been fucked by you and this big thing. How do you know putting that up in my ass is going to feel good?"
"Well man, you've got a point. I had to find out for myself,--- so that I really did know for sure, and that's why I now get fisted. I admitted once that I needed to take something that big up in my ass to see what it felt like, if I was expecting to fuck guys with it, so I learned how to get fisted with a fist that's bigger than my dick. So now I really do know. Seriously Dougie, you've got the end of it in your ass, your hole is already opened, just let the rest of it go on up in you!"
"OK man,--- OK! I'm trying, I'm trying! Oh shit man I hope this does not tear me all up!"
With that comment, Dougie let his body sink down completely and he literally impaled himself on Mike's stiff rod. "Oh my God! Oh my God! I've got it up in me! Oh man! Oh! Oh shit man! I've got your dick up in me, don't I? It's all up in me isn't it?"
"You have it Dougie, you have it! How you feeling? You OK?" "Oh yea, I'm fine! I've really got it up in me, don't I? Oh man, it does feel good! Yea it feels good! Oh man, I'm actually getting fucked by you aren't I?"
"Yes you are! Yea, you have got all of my dick up in you! Bounce up and down some, just kind of go slow and feel me up in you! Like that?"
"Oh hell yes I do, hell yes! Oh man that feels so damn good!"
"Here Dougie, lean over here and bite one of my tits while you bounce up and down. Yea, that's good, that feels good! Yea bite it harder! Yea man, that feels good! Yea bite me man, bite me!"
As Dougie fucked himself on Mike's oversized dick, and bit Mike's tits, Mike was jerking Dougie off as good as he could since Dougie was bent over, and he was letting Dougie have all of the sexual feelings that a man can get all at one time. Something big and throbbing up in his ass, somebody jerking on his cock, and also having some skin of another guy in his mouth, while he bites on it, and makes the other man moan in a very pleasant pain.
"Hey Doug, tell you what! Some of us are going to be camping over the week-end down at Browners Gulch in a couple of weeks. Think maybe you and Todd could join us for the week-end? I'd like to fuck this ass again. I like your ass! It feels good on my dick!"
"Oh shit man, are you serious? Oh yea, yea man, yes I'm sure we can! Oh fuck me man, fuck me! Mike, let's stand up so you can fuck me while I lean over on the counter. Oh Mike! That would be great! Oh yea, a whole week-end getting fucked? Oh man, I'd love that!"
Dougie and Mike repositioned themselves so that Dougie could stand up and lean on the counter as Mike once again entered the tight little ass, that even Mike was not so sure, just a few minutes ago, would be able to take his dick all the way in.
As Mike was proving his ability of unloading a hot juicy cum shot up in the ass that he now knew was a real "wide receiver", Todd came into the restroom and told the men that he thought maybe he had better check and see if everything was OK.
"Hey guys. I've been watching for you two to come back out of the restroom, and I decided maybe I had better come in and check on you to see if everything was OK. You guys came in and never came back out!"
Dougie looked at Todd and with his head slowly bouncing up and down, looking up at the ceiling and then down at the floor, he managed to say, "Oh yea Honey, everything is really, really OK! Honey, everything is OK. Mike pull your dick out of me and show my man what I've been getting fucked with! Honey,-look at the size of that fucking thing! Oh man, he has me so fucking full! Honey, he wants us to go camping with some of them in a couple of weeks down at Browners Gulch! Can we? OK? Can we?"
"Holy shit man! Holy shit! Fuck man! If I hadn't seen that thing first, I'd probably would have said no, ---I need to work. But shit man! There's no way in hell I'm going to pass up a camp-out week-end and miss a chance of getting fucked with that thing! Hell yes Dougie! Hell yes, we can go! No way in hell I'd miss that opportunity! Shit man, knowing what you got yourself today, I just might try to be the man that week-end, that goes for ten fuckings in one day! Shit man, these ten dicks plus Jason's and mine before this all started, ---your ass should be put on display as the most used piece of meat of the century! God, every whore in town should be jealous of you and that ass of yours today!