Helping Out a Friend

By Bart Marshall

Published on Jan 11, 2003

Gay

As Mark unbuckled his belt, Derek and Jake laughed and patted each other's backs in congratulations.

"Mark, we broke this faggot in good," said Derek. "Started feeding him my cock a while ago and he can't get enough."

"He's in here every night," Jake chimed in.

"I can't believe I didn't know about this," Mark replied as he unzipped the fly on his dark jeans. He slid his thick hands into the waist band of his boxers and, in one motion, slid his pants and boxers down to his ankles, revealing two rock-hard thighs, two low-hanging, hairy balls, and one thick half-hard uncut cock, dangling before a mound of thick hair.

I looked at Mark in the eye. He smiled at me. "I bet you wanted to do this for a while, huh, Steve?" I nodded emphatically. He smirked. "Why don't you lick my sweaty balls."

I inched forward on my knees. I could feel the heat of his crotch emanating as I leaned my head in and lowered my mouth onto his hairy nutsack. He ran his fingers through my hair and then held on tightly. "Put those in your mouth, cocksucker."

I complied. I wrapped my mouth around his first ball, which tasted salty with the day's sweat. I then tried to stuff the second in my mouth. It was no easy task. He held my hair tightly. "Get that fucking nut in your mouth, Steve. What the fuck am I waiting for, faggot?"

I could hear Jake and Derek laughing. "You're a natural, man," Jake complimented Mark.

"Yeah, well, I like head and I like it my way." He patted my head softly. "That's it. Two balls in the mouth are much better than one, right?" I moaned on his scrotum. He exhaled loudly. "That feels awesome, Steve. Keep doing it." I moaned louder, the vibrations tickling his balls. He kept my hair in his grip.

After a minute or so of moaning onto his balls, he said, "All right. Now give me my fucking balls back."

I removed his nuts from my mouth carefully and looked up at him. There was a hair on my tongue, so I reached to remove it with my fingers.

"What are you doing? That pube is a gift, Steve. A good faggot would swallow that shit down."

I looked up at him and apologized. I then swallowed deeply, trying to get it down my throat but it kept tickling at the back of my throat. I started to cough repeatedly. The three half-naked men laughed hysterically.

"Looks like the faggot needs a drink," said Jake, holding his cock out. Mark must not have understood because he grabbed me by the chin and forced me to look up at him.

"Open up," he demanded. I opened my mouth. He winked at me and then spit a long string of saliva into my mouth.

Derek laughed furiously. "That's awesome, man. I think Jake meant, maybe Steve wants to swallow some man piss, but spitting on the homo ass-licker is cool too."

Mark looked at Derek confused.

"He drinks our piss, man," Derek explained.

Mark looked back down at me. "Is this true?"

I looked up at him and nodded.

"Tell me, Steve. You drink urine?"

He wanted to hear the words. "Yes, I drink their piss and I like it. A lot."

Mark smiled broadly. "Well if you like it so much..."

Mark gripped his uncut cock by the base and aimed it at my face. I opened my mouth. The acrid stream hit the back of my tongue and I began to swallow hungrily. Each time I closed my mouth to swallow, his piss hit my lips. He liked peeing on my face even more than in my mouth. Soon he was spraying all over my face, especially in my eyes and hair. "I'll hose you down, cocksucker," he chanted. "Got a toilet for a roommate, guys!" When the stream subsided, he rubbed the last few drops out on my cheek.

"Now, get on that cock."

I accepted the head of his dick into my mouth and began to rub my tongue along the head. "Get under there," he said, commanding that I lick underneath his foreskin. I slid my tongue in there and tasted the cheese that had accumulated. "Don't get to clean that as much as I should. Jenny never sucks my cock, so it doesn't much matter."

He grabbed my head and pulled it onto the entire length of his shaft. I had about eight inches of man meat in my mouth and I loved it. Then he pulled his pelvis back until I had only the head in my mouth. There was a moment of silence as the tip of his cock rested on my lips.

"Jenny doesn't give you head?" Derek asked.

"Nope."

"If a girl doesn't suck dick, then she's not worth shit, I say," Derek responded.

Mark smiled at me. "I forgot how good a mouth can feel." With that he slammed his cock into my throat at full force and began to pummel my face. I was in cocksucker's heaven. He kept pounding my throat with his cock. His balls slapped against my chin.

"Take that you faggot," Mark shouted.

The other guys chimed in. "Swallow that cock." "Fuck his face, man." "Take it, cocksucker."

Mark was shouting at me while he fucked my face. "Take... that... cocksucking... faggot!" He was getting close, I could feel his balls tense up. "You want...my...cum?" I moaned loudly as I enjoyed his abuse. "You better... swallow... every last... DROP!" Suddenly, his cock erupted in my throat, shooting a huge load directly into my belly. Mark pulled his cock halfway out and I could feel it shooting at the back of my throat. Then he pulled out completely and shot at my face. The cum eventually stopped. He reached down and squeezed his shaft, spraying a few final spurts onto my cheek.

Then he patted my head. "Good head, fag boy."

I smiled up at him, this muscular, hairy torso smiling back at me. His super hairy balls dangling. His spent cock thick and red. He winked at me.

"Good shit, huh?" Jake asked.

"The best," answered Mark.

"Fag! Come here. NOW!" Derek demanded. I quickly crawled over to him, as he turned and bent over. I shoved my face into his ass just as it happened: a LOUD fart.

"Derek!" Mark exclaimed.

I looked at Mark then at the ass in front of me, dripping with sweat as the scent of shit filled my senses.

"It's okay, Mark," I insisted. And with that, I took my tongue and made a long, exaggerated swipe from Dereks scrotum, up his ass crack until I reached the small of his back.

Mark laughed. "Is there anything you won't do?" I turned to my sexy roommate and nodded, "no." Mark walked over and wiped his cock all over my face, gathering his cum on his cock. Then he fed me the cum. He looked down at me.

"Sure am glad that you're my faggot," he said.

Derek and Jake looked at each other concerned.

"YOUR faggot?" Derek asked. "This cocksucker is MINE."

Next: Chapter 5


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