Finally the guys had quieted down. It must have been 2 or 3 am. We had sucked in pizza and beer for hours, cursed up a storm, and told each other lies about the sex we had with the early developed girls at school.
We watched Sci Fi channel badly produced films and oogled the women in them out loud.
My eyes wandered from time to time to see who's white cotton jocky short covered crotches were enlarged. But I had to be careful less someone see me oogling something other then the tits on the tv screen.
Sean had a big screen TV and it's screen lit up the room full of half naked studs who were a part of my school, sports and neighborhood life.
My cock hardened and softened the entire night. At one point some of the guys called attention to my tent and I blushed at the abuse. I wasn't the only one. Carl then Thomas got caught too.
Sal hoped on Sean's back and faked humping him, then began to massage our host's shoulders, back and legs, avoiding his round buttocks. Sean was groaning with pleasure and I wondered how much louder he'd groan of Sal works his butt muscle.
I lay there on top of the folded balnket and throw pillows I used as a head rest. The room was warm so I didn't cover myself. My cock was rock hard. Fortunatly the room was dark with the TV turned off so nobody saw the result of my thoughts, fantasies and wishes.
One of the guys stumbled to his feet and left the room. I heard the toilet flush so I assume he left the door opened. He returned and stretched. My eyes had adapted to the darkness enough to allow me to see his form and white jockeys as he did this. And I heard the popping of his joints. Then he lay down and sighed. I wanted that sigh to turn into a whisper. I swear if he had whispered for me, I would have crawled over and licked his smooth chest, tongued his belly and licked his cock. I would have let him put me in whatever position he wanted and fuck the hell out of me. And I wouldn't have cared if the entire group watched.
Sooner or later they would find out anyway and I was so horny that night, there was little I wouldn't have done if the situation was right. No abuse. Just horny guys doing horny guys.
The first cock I had licked and sucked was my cousins. We had jacked off together the previous summer and that summer our play graduated to more fun then I had imagined. He didn't call me fag or queer. We kept our fun quiet. And each night found new ways to pleasure each other. And the final night he fucked the hell out of me. He couldn't stop and I didn't want him too. The morning he and I stood naked in the bathroom and he wanted me to do him. I faltered but under the hot spray of the shower we shared I moved into him and did the best I could. He said he liked it but preferred buttfucking me. I agreed, I liked that too.
So the thought of doing what we did to one of these guys was more then a fantasy. I knew I wanted and needed it. I would make them agree not to tell anyone and they could make me their bitch. I imagined me kneeling in the center of them and making a contract. My mouth and butt would be theirs but they couldn't tell anyone..just keep it in the group. And I would be available whenever they needed me. But of course that fantasy didn't happen.
I felt the pearls leak out of my hard cock head and my hand moved under my jockeys to wipe it from the tip of my cock and put it in my mouth. I liked the taste.
I wondered if any of the others were still awake and with their eyes adapted to the darkness saw me do that or saw the tented cotton I displayed.
The room was silent except for light snoring and an occasional moan or groan from one of the guys turning this way or that. I sighed.
Sitting up I stretched my arms high above my head. My bare thighs sandwiched my erection. I stretched them outward rocking on my firm buttocks. My tightened stomach muscles ached as I held the position.
Standing now I stretched as I had seen one of the others do earlier. I knew my tent was clearly visable by anyone looking. I put my hands under the shorts and adjusted showing off.
And I moved down the hallway to the bathroom. I had to pee. I kept the light off. I left the door open. I pissed in the water for what seemed like a long time. My ears were full of the sound the stream made into the water so I didn't hear anything else.
I shook my cock and jumped as the hands moved on my shoulders then froze as they moved to my chest and nipples.
They played there, lighting pinching, lightly touching each erect tip. I let myself be pulled backwards against the bare chest that supported me. I sighed and moaned.
My cock stretched harder if that was possible. I was throbbing so hard it hurt. My hands moved backwards to the thighs that pressed against me.
Whoever it was didn't say anything, didn't hurry, he just pet me, teased me, turning me on more then I was already.
Hands pulled my jockey shorts down my legs. At first I thought it was the same hands that had turned my nipples into little erections. But I realized those fingers were still there. The other set of hands were gently pulling my shorts down my thighs and lifting each foot so I was now naked.
They cupped my tightening balls and warming them so my sac loosened. They felt the curved flesh rock hard leaking cock. And touched the tip. I sucked in air almost shooting.
I heard some noises as a drawer in the cabinet was apparently opened. I let myself be moved to the sink and pushed so I bent forward.
Hand moved to my buttocks sliding all over them and inbetween them across my butthole. Again I sucked in air.
A finger moved in me and then pulled out. Again it went in me. I knew they were putting something in me.
Hands were still playing wiht my cock and balls. And hands were still working my nipples. That meant a third set of hands were now preparing my ass for what I knew was coming.
I was moved into the shower stall and pushed so I went to my hands and knees on the cold tile floor.
I wanted to prepare myself, to push down, to relax and take what was obviously coming. But the cock moved into me before I was ready and I let out a yelp.
I heard the sushing one of them did and felt the hand on my mouth. The three didn't want the others still sleeping to know what they were doing.
I kept my mouth shut as I felt the flesh pole sliding in and out of me. I clenched when my fondled erection and nutsac begged me to release a load.
I felt teh splatter of sperm on hot heated skin on my back and realised the cock was not longer in me. Then a second one moved inside stretching my sphinter wider then the first one had.
I gulped rather then express the pain. I knew from my cousins all night action that the pain would subside. It did. the hands dug into my buttocks as they slammed me and I heard him sigh as he apparently came inside me.
I waited for the third cock but instead felt his cock move against my lips as he lifted my head. I swallowed and sucked. It didn't take long for him to spray the back of my throat. I swallowed. I liked the taste.
"Stay here for ten seconds" the whisper told me. I obeyed sitting on the tile floor now warmed by our presense. But it was still cooler then my flesh. I relaxed and jacked off loving the sensations. If only I had cum while one of their cocks was inside me I thought.
It was longer then ten seconds. I stood and moved to the toilet to piss to cleanse my penis plumbing.
I found my discarded shorts and put them on returning to the quiet living room. I lay down and slept.
The morning came with noises of the guys laughing, showering and Sean and others making breakfast. We all sat around dressed or half dressed and ate stacks of pancakes.
As the dishes were stacked, the guys departed one by one or in groups until there was only Sean, Carl and me left.
"Well how did you sleep?" Sean asked me again. We all had asked that same question or similar ones earlier as part of our morning greetings.
"Fine" I said "great dreams" I smiled as if he would know what I meant. But I assumed he didn't. And at first I did think it was a dream but the feeling of a cock still inside me told me it was far from fantasy. The phantom dick sensation told me it was very real.
Carl said he had to run an errand and might come back. Sean told him to call and he'd let him know.
I heard but didn't understand them then.
Sean said he was goin gto wash the dishes and asked me to help. I agreed. After Carl left, Sean dropped his shorts and took his undershorts off.
"In case we get wet, you might want to strip too" He said matter of factly as he walked to the kitchen.
The sight of his bare buttocks moving started to get me hard again. By the time I joined him in the kitchen I was both naked and rock hard.
"So that was you" I said as I dried the dishes he washed.
"and Carl and David" he said. "don't worry just our secret" he added.
We talked about school, coach, sports and other things standing there naked both of us with erections that said we'd be having sex later.
"Yea" Sean answered his phone "Sure come on back and tell David it's cool and come back" he looked at me with a questioning expression.
I smiled and waived my boner
"I think we can make a weekend of it" he added "ok bitch?" he asked me with a smile.
I knelt and showed him I was ok with it, all of it.