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Now, on to the fun part...
Mixing Business and Pleasure 12
For a number of years, I did a lot of travelling for work. Projects could last from a few months to several years, and conferences and business development also took me out of town. I decided early on in my career that business should be balanced against pleasure, and that while out of town for work meant long days it could also mean long nights. Nights jerking off to a laptop screen or an iPhone screen, and as often as possible sucking off as many guys as I could manage. Here are some memories of mixing business and pleasure.
He rammed forward and held in place as his cock pumped his load into my well-used hole. Like Damien he knew the benefits of a good warm down, and the exquisite pleasure that comes from sliding his sensitive cock in and out of a cum-filled hole.
The whole room seemed to relax when Mark and I had finally shot our loads. I was almost expecting a round of applause. Well, maybe that was just in my head, but it did feel like the climax of the evening, pun intended.
Mark slowly pulled out and stepped back. Damien was standing beside him, and there were still several guys gathered around both on the bed and standing in a big semi-circle. The bodies and cocks spanned the spectrum, but they all had one thing in common, they had all shot a load in me, in one hole or the other. In some cases, both.
It was a night to remember.
= = =
Smiles, high fives and pats on backs were accompanied by caresses of my well used and very sweaty body. The guys seemed to slip away into the other room until only Mark, Don, Carey and Damien remained.
"Awesome night," Don said. Cary and Mark agreed.
"More than awesome," Damien said, "I've only met a few guys that can take my cock. This ranks in the top ten fucks of my life. Maybe even top five."
"Glad I could be of service," I said, which elicited some sly laughs. I had certainly been of service to the guys.
"Best event ever Mark," Cary said.
"Thanks for helping plan it, and helping check out our talented bottom's skills," Mark replied.
One of the guys came back into the room with a glass of water.
"Thought you might be thirsty after all that work," he said.
"Thanks," I said, "but believe me it was all pleasure and no work at all."
"Well, it did look like you were having a good time. Is that good or did you want something stronger?"
"Water's good. Let me rest for a bit. Then I'll have something stronger."
We sat there and shot the shit for a few minutes. Surprisingly, none of the guys was in a rush to get dressed. Often, I find that guys want to get dressed almost as soon as they finish shooting their loads. It was nice to relax and watch the four of them. It was hard to tell if the night was really over or if this was just a longer break in the action.
Honestly, I wasn't sure which I would prefer.
Mark made the first move, standing up and motioning for the guys to leave. Don, Cary and Damien picked up their clothes and headed into the other room.
"That was great," Mark said, "I knew you were up for some fun, but was pleasantly surprised to see you throw yourself into this. It's not for everyone."
"My pleasure. And I mean it. This was a major fantasy of mine, and I'm glad we ran into each other and made it work."
He turned and headed to the other room, and I laid back to rest for a minute or two.
I jolted awake and wondered how long I had slept. After getting dressed I headed through to the other room where were still a few guys playing cards. It looked like the party was pretty much over, but I went to the bar and poured myself a drink before moving over to the guys around the table. They acknowledged me with smiles and nods of the head, but the pile of money on the center of the table told me that the stakes were getting pretty high and that I was no longer the focus of the evening.
I enjoyed my drink and the attempts at casual banter as cards and cash moved across the table in what was a very serious card game. After watching for a bit, I slipped away and headed back to my hotel room. The walk was mercifully short and there was not much activity in front of the hotel or in the lobby. Before collapsing on the bed I managed to pull off my clothes. Sleep enveloped me as soon as I laid my head down.
The phone rang after what felt like 10 minutes, jerking me awake from a wonderful reenactment dream. In the dream the evening hadn't ended with Damien and Mark tagging my ass, but had continued with more guys joining the party and then a few of the hotel staff showing up at the end of their shifts, earning a big tip for their discretion in getting the party set up.
The call was actually my wake-up call. I had the foresight to arrange it before I had left for dinner, otherwise I might have still been there sleeping and dreaming of all the fucking. As I stretched under the covers, I could smell the sex on me. I hadn't showered or anything when I got back to the room, so the dried cum, sweat, spit and lube mixed with my usual morning funk.
My cock was throbbing, and I threw the covers back to enjoy a few minutes of self-pleasure before the start of the day. I stroked my cock with one hand while the other roamed over my body. Caressing my chest and tweaking my nipples before running down my torso and around and under my balls. I couldn't resist a sniff of my hand after I had worked it behind my balls.
Fuck,' I thought, if I could bottle this, I'd be rich.' The smell of sex and the manly scent of me and the guys who had fucked me was helping me get off. My hands alternated, stroking my cock and working my balls. I had shot a big load at the end of the scene last night, but my cock was ready to explode again.
The middle finger of my right hand moved closer and closer to my still-puffy ass ring on each stroke. Finally, I tenderly caressed my hole and the sensation was exquisite. I was super sensitive, but horny enough to want to be fucked some more. I didn't need any porn or anything to help get me worked up. Scenes from last night kept flashing through my head. Scenes of cocks poking through the gloryhole, the taste of cum loads, and the different textures of the loads. Getting my ass opened up and then fucked repeatedly and then the finale with Mark and Damien had me right on the edge.
I'd been tag-teamed before, but never with such intensity or by two guys with such amazing cocks.
As my mind replayed my orgasm and my ass clamping down on Mark's cock as he started to shoot, I got too close to the edge and my body convulsed as I shot my load all over my chest and abs. Slowly coming down from my orgasm I rubbed my load all over my body and my other hand continued to stroke my now sensitive cock.
Glancing over at the clock on the nightstand I realized that I had better get a move on if I was going to be in time for the closing breakfast. A hot, luxurious shower rejuvenated me and washed away all the fresh and dried cum and sweat. It reminded me of a magazine ad I had seen for a showerhead. The text read `Some people see a shower head – others see a water-powered engine that pulls you into the land of the living each and every morning.' Today the engine was working really hard. The hot water and soap got me both clean and feeling dirty again, or at least thinking dirty thoughts.
I forced myself to turn off the water and get dried off, shaved and dressed for breakfast.
Many of the tables were full by the time I entered the ballroom for the breakfast. I looked around the edge of the room. I didn't want to be too close to the front, and as always wanted to have a good line of sight to the staff working the room. Just as I finished my second sweep, I saw Don stand up and wave me over to his table. He was the only one at the table, but once I joined him, he told me that some of the other guys would be joining us shortly.
"Here," he said, passing me a business card. "Call me whenever you are in town. Or even nearby. That was fucking awesome and I'd love a rematch even if it's just the two of us."
"Thanks." I didn't think there would be any repeats, but this was a promising sign. Over the next few minutes, the waiters started bringing out the breakfasts and a few more of the guys joined us. Each one made a point of coming around and giving me a business card before sitting down.
Mark came in just as they served our table and just before the formal part of the breakfast started.
"How's our pig doing this morning?"
"Good thanks. You?"
"Very well thanks. I slept like a baby, well at least for the few hours between the end of the party and my alarm clock going off." Everyone nodded.
"Who won the card game last night? It looked pretty serious when I left," I said.
"Don't think you would know him with his clothes on, but he had a great night and cleaned up the table around 3:00," Cary said, to knowing laughs all around the table.
"Before I forget," Mark said, passing me a handful business cards. "Looks like you may have a fan club."
"Looks like just about everyone from last night."
"And a few who couldn't make it last night but heard how it went and want to try and set something up."
"Word of mouth is the best advertising," Cary added.
"Something of mouth and something of ass is more like it," said Don, to a round of laughter that drew the attention of the room.
"If they only knew," I said, getting a round of big grins and a few chortles.
The breakfast dragged on, as these things usually do, particularly at the end of a conference. There was enough eye candy in the audience and around the table, with a few hot wait staff serving the room to keep me attentive. After things wrapped up, I headed off for my last session before the formal end of conference event, and after that headed back to my room for a power nap before starting my semi-vacation.
I've found that if you are going to be at a conference through to midday Wednesday you might as well book the rest of the week off to travel home and relax or stick around the conference town and do a bit of sightseeing before heading home.
Back in my room the message light was blinking on the phone. The message was from Jeff. He hoped that I hadn't forgotten the hot scene in the hotel gym a few days earlier (I had not forgotten), and wondered if I would be up for some fun tonight (I definitely was), and if so if I would go with them to an informal dinner with his university friend, his soon to be husband a few other alumni buddies on campus (this was getting more and more interesting). He left me his mobile number again (which I also had not forgotten), and asked me to call and confirm one way or the other when I got a chance.
I called Jeff's mobile and we had a hot chat while confirming that I would not be intruding, that they were both looking forward to seeing me again, and after having had dinner with the groom and groom the night before I had two new admirers who were keen to meet me. Sounded like an excellent opportunity to flirt outrageously, if nothing else, although the banter seemed to imply more than heavy flirting was very likely.
Scanning through the business cards I had collected at breakfast I realized the night must have been pretty memorable for the other guys as well as me. I had 21 cards. The guys were spread out across the country, which could make for an awesome road trip or a lot of happy business meetings and future conferences. I add them to both my business and private list of contacts, making sure to note that they were on both lists. A slut's got to be organized!
Thoughts of the evening's dinner and potential fun got me energized and I decided against the power nap. Plenty of time to sleep later. Instead, I changed into my favourite jeans, a casual shirt and my new Converse sneakers and headed out to see more of the city. I didn't really have a particular destination in mind but have found over the years that just wandering around leads me to all kinds of fun places that I wouldn't see if I had planned things out. This wasn't my first trip to town, so I sort of knew where things were and I've never really gotten lost in a city before, so wasn't worried. If all else failed cabs and uber drivers could always find my hotel if I couldn't.
The day was glorious. Temperature was great and the mix of sun and cloud created a changeable day that made things pop even more than usual. I found some flea market type places, more of a row of consignment and antique/junk shops. The area was busier than I had expected on a Wednesday afternoon. I never ceased to be amazed how many people were out and about it the middle of the day when I usually thought everyone would be at work. Bias of the office worker, I guess. Must be lots of people who work afternoons or evenings or continental weeks, work retail or are going to school. While focusing on my collecting hobbies (other than collecting cocks and cum loads) and planning a few purchases for future gifts, I still found time to scope out some hot guys.
Many were completely oblivious to my attention, but somehow that made a few of them even hotter. Some noticed and flirted back and I'm sure it could have turned into more if I were more seriously interested. The ego stroking and flirting kept me good and horny. Combined with playing out potential scenes in my head with Jim and Jeff and their buddies, my cock was partially hard all afternoon, which may have contributed to some of the attention I received. Heading back with my purchases I had time for a quick freshen up before meeting the guys in the lobby.
Tonight wasn't going to be a formal dinner, or a rehearsal dinner, but was the only night that week that the guys from Jeff's university days were free to get together. The wedding events were all planned for Friday and Saturday. Not only was it not a formal event, it was going to be very casual. Jeans were the order of the day and we might even hit a bar or two after dinner if the mood struck. I wore the same jeans I had worn earlier with another slightly dressier shirt, opting to stay with my sneakers. Jeff and Jim were in the lobby when I arrived. They were both dressed casually too, much to my relief, with Jeff opting for a polo shirt and Jim in a band t-shirt, advertising a group I liked. The three of us grabbed a cab and headed for campus.
"You guys sure it okay for me to horn in?" I asked, wanting to reconfirm again, "I don't want to intrude on your get together."
"Don't worry," Jeff said, "Jim only knows a few of the guys and Rich's partner is bringing along a few of his friends that neither of us knows. Think of it as a bit of a campus bachelor party without the funny hats and strippers. Well at least until after we head back downtown later."
"How many guys are going to be there tonight?" I asked.
"About a dozen," Jeff said, "maybe a few more if boyfriends or significant others show up."
"Can't wait to meet all your university friends," Jim said, "I've heard all the stories and looking to put faces to the names."
The cab dropped us on campus. I had been here once before, but wasn't sure there was anywhere to eat anywhere near where we were.
"Bit of a campus tour first," Jeff said, obviously noting the puzzled look on my face. "Jim and I did part of the tour yesterday, but I thought I'd show a few of my favourite haunts before we join the guys."
"Sure," I said. Not sure why we would tour campus, but I was game.
We headed into the library first. Looked much like every other library I had ever been in. Not sure what specific haunt Jeff would want to show us in here, but as it seemed to be more for Jim's benefit I went along with the guided tour. We headed up to the 5th floor. The place was pretty deserted, which given that it was late afternoon was not a surprise.
"Fifth floor, humanities," Jeff said, "and around behind the elevator bank, HQ. And one more aisle over, HQ76, where I discovered myself." Glancing at the titles I remembered that this is where homosexuality was shelved. "And right around the corner," Jeff said as we got to the end of the aisle, turned and walked down two rows of shelves, "is HS, societies, including both secret and benevolent."
I chuckled. Great combination. Gay secret societies right here in the library.
Walking along the HS aisle were titles on the Freemasons, the mafia, college fraternities and a number of other secret groups that I hadn't heard of before, like the Odd Fellows and the Bohemian Club. What was more surprising was the door at the end of the aisle. The door had a small and simple sign on it. It read "Mens".
Jeff pushed the door open and gave me a mischievous look as he turned towards us, leading us in. The second door groaned as he pushed it open, and I almost laughed out loud. What is it about the doors into men's washrooms? Do they all make noise? What do all those guys do to make sure it always makes noise? Do the janitors not ever fix them or do they benefit more from the squeaky door than the silent one?
Gesturing me to the middle stall, Jeff pushed open the door to the first stall, and Jim walked past me headed towards the third stall.
"No way... no fucking way," I said in a hushed voice.
"Yes way," Jeff said from the other stall as I swung the door closed and noticed two nicely sized and strategically placed "ventilation holes". Popping the button fly of my jeans, I turned and sat down, looking through one gloryhole and then the other, treated to two stiffening cocks pointed right at me. Neither of them bothered to sit down, they knew what was going on and had led me here on purpose. I slid off the toilet onto my knees and placed two fingers on the bottom of each hole.
They both stepped forward and slid their partially erect cocks through the two holes. Licking my lips, I couldn't decide who to start with. Jim's cock was harder than Jeff's, but his was rapidly catching up. I turned to Jim's cock and as I wrapped my lips around the head, I could feel it pulsing with the beat of his heart. He must have known what was coming given how hard his cock was. With one hand I reached back to stroke Jeff while I worked further and further down Jim's.
This was only the first stop on the tour. I wonder how long the whole tour would take?
After getting Jim's cock good and wet right to the base I pulled back and swiveled around to take Jeff's cock. Of course, I continued to stroke Jim's slick cock as I started to suck on his uncle's awesome cock. When his cock was good and wet, I started to go back and forth. Hands and mouth kept them both hard and wet, and soon some precum was added to the mix, which not only tasted great but slicked their cocks up even more.
Just as things were getting super hot, Jeff pulled back and kneeled down. He watched me sucking Jim for a minute of so. "I spent so many hours here and fucked so many mouths," he said. "Glad to see this place is still around, and as active as it always was."
"I think I might have to reserve a study spot nearby," Jim added, "I'm sure I'll be spending lots of time here too."
Jim pulled back and started to pull up his pants. "Jeff showed me this spot yesterday, but it was too quiet, so we thought you might like to see it, and try it out with us."
"I'd love to continue to show you how this place works," I said.
"I think he gets the basics," Jeff said, "besides we have one more stop before we join the guys for drinks and dinner."
Intrigued by the potential of a second anonymous sex spot on campus all I could think was how lucky Jim was to know about these spots before he even started here.
My cock was throbbing and dripping too, and I had to clean up the floor after doing up my jeans. Gotta keep the place somewhat clean or it'll get shut down. I made a mental note of where we were, and then came out of the stall to see Jeff and Jim at sinks opposite their stalls, watching me emerge and rubbing the bulges in their jeans.
"This is a great spot," I said, "might have to swing by tomorrow or Friday before I leave and see how active it really is."
"It used to be one of the best places to waste an afternoon or an evening. Even during exams, it was a nearly continuous stream of guys coming in to suck or get sucked."
"Getting me hard just thinking about it!"
I walked up the sink between the two of them and reached for each of their cocks through their jeans. I hoped the next spot would be this hot. If not, I was burning the sight of the three of us with our cocks straining our jeans into my memory for later.
"On with the tour?" Jeff asked.
"Sure. I just hope the next spot is as fun as this one."
"I'm sure you will both be pleasantly surprised," Jeff said. Jim was obviously very hot and bothered and was as desperate to find a semi-public place to get off as I was. Reluctantly letting go of their cocks I straightened my shirt and we turned to leave. Just before we turned the corner to the elevator I heard the men's room door groan again, and turned to see another horny student headed in, obviously following whoever had just gone through the door. I wonder what would have happened if they had arrived a few minutes earlier? The place had awesome potential.
As we headed across campus, I noticed how well maintained the grounds were. There were flower beds in the middle of grassed areas, and raised planters in some places to help direct students between buildings. There were a few areas where a stand of mature trees with mulch and ground cover provided areas of shade and helped show off the beauty of the campus. I knew there was a small lake at the edge of campus, which had a few listings on one of my cruising apps, but other spots on campus were definitely not very well publicized, other than the athletic center. It had listings for a small utility room near the squash courts and the usual listings for the men's locker rooms and the faculty locker room.
Jeff hadn't told me much about the couple that were getting married other than one of them worked at the university, and that they were definitely intrigued by the stories of our fuck session in the hotel gym locker room.
The large athletic complex was up ahead of us, opposite a row of old townhouses which looked like they were part of the campus as well. As I found out later, the townhouses were originally built for some of the teaching staff, and were now used primarily for visiting lecturers and some of the junior teaching staff. We turned towards the athletic center and entered through the main door. The modern complex was huge with a multi-story atrium surrounded by walkways with a variety of rooms leading off them. The place was fairly quiet, but there were still a good number of young and generally in shape students walking around.
Taking the elevator to the top floor, we headed toward what looked like administrative offices. The view of the atrium and lobby was expansive, but gave no hint about the activities behind many of the doors on the various levels below us. Halfway along the corridor we stopped and entered into one of the offices. The sign on the door said "Facilities Manager" which cleared up nothing.
Inside the reception area was empty, but a door on the far side stood open and out the window we could see into the football stadium. It looked like the office was almost a skybox for the stadium. I could hear a voice on the phone, trying to wrap up a conversation.
"They should be here any time now. Are you on your way?" the voice asked, and after a pause continued with, "Ok, we'll be on the tour. Join us in the faculty area when you get here. Gotta run, here they are."
As his friend hung up the phone, Jeff stepped forward, arms outstretched. I caught a glimpse of a trim guy about the same height and build as Jeff as he stepped into the embrace and they slapped each other on the back. After a bear hug that they both grunted through, they broke apart and turned towards Jim and me with big grins on their faces.
"Rich, I'd like you to meet Jim. He was about four the last time you saw him, remember?"
"I do. Wow. He looks so much like you. How far does the resemblance go?"
"Twins separated in time, Rich," Jeff said, causing Jim to blush just a little bit. I had to agree though, they were very, very similar. "And this is our new `friend'." I stepped forward and introduced myself, noticing his well-developed upper body, great arms and firm handshake.
"I hear you had some fun the other day," Rich said, "and are looking forward to tonight." I nodded in agreement. "Great, well let's start the tour," he added, "a couple of the guys are already here and taking advantage of the facility for a workout before the festivities start."
Leading the way, Rich gave us the grand tour. The facility was impressive, with sports medicine and teaching spaces along with various studios for smaller groups, a large double gym for court sports, a pool and racquetball and squash courts. All the young students in their workout gear were keeping me turned on, not to mention Rich, who looked as good from behind as he did from the front.
Off the main level were the student locker rooms and the faculty locker rooms. Faculty and staff had equal access to the facility, but their locker rooms, at least the men's, was significantly smaller than the sprawling student locker room. We had taken a tour to see the student locker areas and the wet areas. There were lots of naked and semi-naked guys walking around. A few were strutting, and had the bodies and or cocks to back it up. If I were in Rich's position, I'd be walking around with a perpetual hardon.
We didn't have to leave the student locker room to get to the faculty facility. There was a shared area for sports therapy with individual changing rooms and a small block of individual showers, not that different from the setup in the hotel where Jim and Jeff and I had fucked around the other day.
The faculty locker room was not only smaller but also much quieter. Where the student facility tended to be busy late in the afternoon as classes wound down, it usually meant that the faculty and staff headed home. Rich explained that the faculty area was generally busier in the morning before classes and when most of the students were still asleep. The main locker area was laid out as a series of alcoves off a central corridor, but still provided enough privacy that I could imagine some amazing cock sucking scenes with the right mix of people. As we approached the pair of alcoves closest to the wet area, we heard someone call out, "Hey Jeff, how the fuck are you?"
We all spun around to see three bare-chested guys in shorts and sneakers walking towards us. They must have had a good workout as their hair was wet and their chests glistened.
"Fucking awesome buddy," Jeff responded, "looks like you are doing pretty good yourself."
"Great workout. Great facility Rich. Much better than that old dump we used when we were here. You were right to suggest a work out."
"Thanks," Rich said, "enough eye candy for you?"
"Fuck yeah," the second guy responded, "lots of hot ass out there."
Rich introduced us to the three guys. Brian was Rich's soon-to-be-husband's best man, Eric was Brian's buddy and Tarek had gone to school with Jeff and Rich, and had introduced Eric to Brian after epic fuck sessions he had had with each of them. The three were very comfortable in their bodies and loved to share. Ari, Rich's partner would be joining them shortly.
"We are going to have a quick shower and then a good steam. Care to join us?"
I wasn't expecting that, but my cock pulsed at the thought. These guys all seemed very comfortable with each other and the view was pretty awesome.
"I'm game," Jim said, enthusiastically.
"I'll bet you are," Tarek responded, "from what I hear your nickname should be `ever-ready'."
"Fucking right it is," Jim added as he peeled his t-shirt over his head exposing his well-defined chest.
"When in Rome," I added, pulling my shirt out of my pants and starting to undo the buttons.
I had no idea where I was going to leave my clothes, but I figured if the facility manager was with us there wouldn't be any issues. Rich held up some keys and said "follow me." He pulled his polo shirt off with one hand as he turned to the last alcove of lockers. He opened one each for me, Jim and Jeff before stepping over the bench to open the locker with his title on it.
In a blur of motions, and with a lot of rubber necking, we were all soon naked. The three guys that had been working out had towels in their lockers, but the four of us were just standing there. "Towels are around the corner just outside the wet area," Rich said as he turned and headed towards the showers. Definitely as hot from the rear as the front. Ari was one fucking lucky bastard.
Cocks swinging, we all headed for the showers, grabbing towels on the way. Surprisingly there was an open room with central towers with three heads each rather than individual shower stalls. There were four towers, and we spread out a little bit. More I think to get a good unobstructed view of all the other guys than out of practical concerns about appearing to be too eager. The guys who had worked out soaped up their bodies and the rest of us just got wet and used the opportunity to flex, show off and gawk. Cocks were rising all around and as we moved to the steam room, we were all very aroused.
While not a tight fit in the steam room, we did fill up the room pretty full. Jim opted to stand near the door with the light coming through the steamed-up glass door showing off his body and allowing him to see most of the guys very clearly. I chose to sit on the lower level on the end of the tile bench close to Jim. I love the heat of a steam room, but love sitting in a steam room with my face and mouth at cock level even more.
The layout of the room was a cock suckers delight. Two rows of benches curved around from the door to a wall perpendicular to the wall. From my seat I could easily see everyone except Tarek, who's knee was right next to my shoulder. Normally I'd wouldn't be too obvious about looking around, at least until I had a good idea of who was in the steam with me, but in this case, there was no need to be circumspect or cautious.
Rich was the first to start stroking his cock, and Jim immediately followed. It didn't take more than a few strokes before we all joined in. Everyone was checking out everyone else. The sounds of seven guys stroking seven cocks were super erotic in the fully tiled room. The different techniques showed off each guy's preferred method to get and keep his cock hard. Some of us focused more on the shaft, some on the head of their cock. Twisting and hard strokes were mixed with just a single finger on the frenulum coaxing a glistening drop of precum out.
The sounds of breathing started to be more clearly heard along with the slick sounds of hands on cocks. Eric was at the far end of the bench, so far around he was next to the wall that Jim was standing against. Seated next to him was Rich, then Jeff, Brian and Tarek.
Eric was the first to reach out, moving his hand over to Rich's cock. Rich moved his hand out of the way and reached for Jeff.
"This is so hot," Jim whispered, breaking the silence. Well, being the first to speak any way, the sounds of breathing and cock stroking continued.
"It fucking is," Tarek added, "this is one of the reasons I came up for this wedding. Wanted to see if Rich had actually been tamed and was going to stop fucking around in here and over at the library."
"No fucking way Tarek," Rich retorted, "Ari and I are getting married for purely legal reasons and have no intention of giving up this fucking fun."
"Glad to hear," Brian said, "Eric and I feel the same way." Well, that was pretty obvious as Eric was holding Rich's cock and he was holding Tarek's.
"Freelancing has no benefits, but the university has great benefits, so getting married only made sense. That and pissing off my family even more."
The guys laughed, knowing more of the story behind the remark.
We heard the sound of a shower coming on and Eric pulled his hand back. "Looks like we have company," he said.
"That's probably Ari and Mike. Although... it does only sound like one shower head, so it could be one of the staff." Everyone pulled their hands away and Jim tried, unsuccessfully to cover up his cock. Not sure how to cover up his impressive cock, Jim quickly moved across the room and sat on the lower bench between Jeff and Brian.
"No worries guys," Rich said, "he'll be family if he is here at this hour."
The shower turned off and I turned to see if I could see anyone approaching through the steamed over window. "Here he comes," I said, as soon as I saw a shadow approaching.
The door swung open and a guy walked in with his towel slung around his neck, hardon swinging in front of him. "Hey Rich," the guy said, "Clay said he saw you giving a tour with some hot guys, so I thought I'd take a chance that this tour would wind up in the same place as the group last week."
"You are such a cock hound Henry," Rich said, "when is Clay joining us?"
"As soon as he can close down his counter and get down here."
We all relaxed and Henry took over the spot against the wall where Jim had been standing. His cock was impressive and was pointed straight out from his body, and directly at me as he turned to see if he could see anyone else approaching. The cock stroking started again and Henry, who was closer to me than Eric took a half step toward me. Always eager to oblige I reached up and felt the heft of his cock and guided it to my mouth as I leaned forward. Tarek let go of my cock to let me get my mouth wrapped around Henry's cock, and instead ran his hand over my shoulders and down my back, caressing the wet skin.
We heard a loud voice. It wasn't clear what was being said, but he was obviously talking to someone else given the pauses. Rich smiled, instantly recognizing the voice as Ari, his soon to be husband.
"Ari has someone with him," Rich said, "maybe he ran into Clay in the locker room."
"Bit quick for Clay to be down hear already," Henry said.
"Then I'm not sure who it is. I guess we'll all be surprised." With that the showers went on again and I counted three separate nozzles starting. Rich just shrugged like this was an everyday occurrence. If it was, I needed a job change and would gladly work here with him, or under him, preferably.
The showers shut off and the action in the steam room stopped. The door opened an in came Ari with Clay and a guy named Chris, who apparently worked at the university and had been fucking around with Chris for a few months now.
Ari went right over to Rich and leaned in for a kiss. Rich leaned forward to meet him and the two started kissing passionately. Chris looked a bit like a deer in the headlights. I don't think he expected there to be such a big group in the steam room, but Clay reassured him everything was fine with one hand guiding him around Henry to a spot in front of Eric and the other hand reaching around to stroking his rapidly hardening cock.
Ari and Rich were still kissing and Henry had moved closer to me to give Clay and Chris room to stand beside him. I thought it only polite to resume sucking his magnificent cock.
Tarek's hand had never stopped moving across my back and went a little lower on each circle. I knew where he was headed and did nothing to discourage him.
Jeff and Brian were each running a hand down Jim's chest as Jim leaned back and started stroking their calves. His cock was bouncing slightly with the beat of his heart, keenly observed by Clay and Chris who were both into his type.
Rich and Ari broke off their kiss, and Ari leaned over to kiss Eric, and then leaned the other way to kiss Jeff. Rich followed, turning to kiss Eric then Jeff as Ari moved on to Brian. It was almost the reverse of a receiving line as the grooms-to-be worked their way around the steam room and gave everyone a big welcoming kiss. I was introduced to Ari and got a wet sloppy kiss that tasted great.
"Welcome to our incestuous little family," Ari said.
"Thanks. I feel very welcome," I added.
"Any you feel very hard," Ari added as he stroked my cock.
I had stopped sucking Henry's cock when the kissing started stood up to greet him, hoping he could taste Henry's precum on my lips. Tarek's hand slipped down my back as I stood and caressed my ass before his middle finger sought out my hole. While still a little sensitive from the previous night's activity, his finger slid in easily and felt good. As Ari grasped my cock Tarek's finger pushed all the way in. The combination, mixed with the steam heat was amazing.
Ari licked his lips when he pulled back, and smiled at me. He must have tasted Henry's precum. Moving on to kiss Henry he continued to stroke my cock while I stroked Henry's and Tarek continued to finger my asshole. Ari moved on the Chris and then Clay, stroking both of their cocks while he kissed each one of them.
Rich had been following right behind, but got wrapped up in kissing Jim, he remarked how much it was like kissing Jeff and how remarkably similar their cocks were. He kneeled down to suck Jim's cock for a bit, moaning as he sucked and sucked. Pulling off he stood up and fed Jim his own precum, which they snowballed back and forth. By the time Rich had kissed Brian and Tarek and moved on to me, Tarek had worked a second finger up my hole.
"Looks like Tarek has amped things up, like usual," Rich said.
"You know I love fucking a hot ass," said Tarek, "and this is one hot ass!"
"Agreed," said Jim and Jeff at the same time. That got a good laugh. I guess a few had heard about our hotel fun, including Rich who had extended the invitation, but now the whole group knew. Not that I minded. Word of mouth is the best form of advertising.
After Rich finished kissing Henry, Chris and Clay, repeating the cock stroking actions Ari had done while kissing Chris and Clay, he and Ari motioned for everyone to stop.
"We just want to thank you for joining us tonight to help us celebrate what will be one of the most non-monogamous weddings you will ever see," Rich said, "as most of you know, and the rest suspect, we intend to continue to fuck around with all of you and anyone else we get the chance to."
"I've had the pleasure to be welcomed into this family of perverts since I first hooked up with Rich, right here in this very steam room, when I was invited as a guest lecturer a few years back. That `chance encounter'," Ari said using air quotes around chance encounter, "has led to our life together and our fucking each and every one of you. Well not all, at least not yet. So, thanks for joining us and let's celebrate our wedding and welcome our three newcomers to the family."
"Our tradition started many years ago, by men we have known and loved. Each new member is gladly welcomed and generously fucked by all present," Rich said.
Tarek was definitely ready to go, as was Henry. As soon as had Rich finished talking Henry leaned his shoulders back against the tile wall, thrust his hips out and used one hand to guide my mouth back to his cock, which he was holding with his other hand. Tarek simultaneously stepped down from the upper bench and helped get me in position by pressing his hand between my shoulder blades. Once I was bent over and sucking on Henry's cock he pulled his two fingers out of my ass, spit on them and shoved in three.
The extra pressure of the three felt good, and I opened my throat to moan. All that did was impale me further down onto Henry's cock. After massaging my hole and prostate for a few moments he pulled his fingers out, spit onto his hand, slicked up his cock and pressed the head against my hole. His fingers had done a good job of getting me loosened up, so his pause was only momentary. I gripped one of Henry's thighs and placed the other hand against the wall, bracing for the next thrust. Tarek didn't disappoint and thrust in quite forcefully, burying his cock in my ass, stopping only when I had taken the whole length and his trimmed pubes were mashed against my ass.
The two of them had done this before and knew how to move and thrust and stroke and manhandle the dudes they had spit roasted. I spread my legs a little for extra balance and let them use both of my holes. They worked in tandem, both sliding in then both sliding out, stretching lips and ass lips around the flared heads of their throbbing cocks and then sliding in to bottom out in me. The nearly empty then completely full sensations were amazing. I felt a bit like an accordion, with them trying to make music as they alternately squeezed and pulled my body between them.
From my position I couldn't see very much of the action, but the guttural sounds, moans, gasps and sounds of slick flesh on flesh told me that Jim and Chris were getting similar treatment. We three newcomers were definitely being given the full experience.
Chris was in shock, and in awe. Clay had hinted at the fun to be had in the faculty locker room steam room, but the few times they had come together, and the three times he had tried on his own the action was pretty tame. Once with Clay, they had sucked each other off while a guy watched and stroked his own cock but was so nervous, he wouldn't let them touch him. The only other time there had been action was when he was by himself and he and three others had a circle jerk here, and in the showers, moving back and forth to cool down and show off, but again there was no touching. He came back from the showers on that last cycle and lay down on the lower bench and was lucky enough to have each of the three guys shoot their loads on his face and chest before he blasted all over his abs and chest.
Today was quite different though. Other than when surfing porn he had never see so many hard cocks at the same time. He was getting whiplash trying to watch everyone at the same time. As soon as the spit roasting started next to him and Clay the action went up a notch for everyone. He had been watching Jeff and Jim quite closely, amazed at how much alike they looked, and he knew Brian from a few social events he had attended with Clay. The two of them had been watching him and now moved over to where he was standing. The two of them started kissing him and rubbing their hands all over his body, and pressing their bodies against his. The three hard cocks in the middle we jousting each other.
"Clay has good taste, wouldn't you say?" Brian asked Jeff.
"Certainly does," Jeff replied, "good enough to eat."
"I was thinking of fucking him first, then eating," Brian replied, "you know my proclivities."
"I do, and I heartily approve. What do you think our new friend Chris thinks about our plan?"
"Chris has no idea what your plan is," Chris responded, "but he is usually game for just about anything." He enjoyed them talking about him like a piece of meat, but he was going to give as good as he got.
"Mmmm," said Brian, "I like a man who is game for just about' anything. Makes me want to push boundaries and find out what is included in just about'."
"Shall we start with the basics and see what happens?" Jeff asked.
Chris didn't need to hear any more to know this was going to be fun. He had been watching the spit roasting to his right and could see Jim getting a similar treatment across the way. Dropping to his knees he grabbed the two cocks that had been jousting with his and took both of their cock heads into his mouth. They were both leaking precum, and he used that and his tongue to slip and slither around their two heads, holding the two shafts in his hands.
With the cock heads thoroughly slicked up and firmly planted in his mouth his hands moved down to caress their balls and loose ball sacs. He didn't know if they naturally hung this low, he just knew that his sac was much looser here in the steam room. It was usually pulled up pretty tightly most of the time, but the heat relaxed the skin and let the two beautiful nuts in each sac hang low. Working both nut sacs also gave him a chance to probe further behind them, trying to get to their asses and massage their prostates from the inside rather than just through the taint.
Jeff and Brian had their hands on his head and shoulders, urging him on. He didn't need any encouragement, but was glad that they were getting off on this the way he was.
Clay and Eric were sitting on the lower bench just watching the action. Eric was checking out Chris' cock as well as his cock sucking abilities, hoping to get into the mix shortly. Clay had watched Chris' face at the start checking to see that he wasn't too overwhelmed, but saw that he was fully into it, so his attention had shifted over to watching Jim manhandling, and being manhandled, by Rich and Ari.
"Hot guy you've got there, Clay," Eric whispered to his friend.
"Yeah, thanks," Clay whispered back, "loves to fuck and to get fucked, and looks good doing it."
"What's not to like about that?"
"Absolutely nothing. And get this – he isn't looking for a commitment – just fucking around."
"Bonus. He'll fit right in with this crowd."
"Yeah. And he'll definitely try and fit it into anything that moves." They both laughed at the shared joke. Both had been told before by prior fuck buddies that there was no hole they each weren't willing to fuck – and they had been right.
Rich and Ari were amazed at how much Jim resembled his uncle. They had both fucked around with Jeff before. Ari a few times when he had visited, and Rich many times from their days as students here at the university and then afterward when he visited. Rich put one leg up on the lower bench where Jim was seated and Ari got down on his knees to suck Jim's cock. Jim knew his uncle had a group of good friends here on campus, but he only just now realized how good.
Rich's cock was awesome, sliding deeper and deeper into his throat on each thrust while Ari was matching him stroke for stroke taking Jim's cock down his throat. Ari urged Jim to move closer to the edge of the bench so that he could work his hand under Jim's ass and get his middle finger working all around his asshole. Jim moaned with pleasure, interrupted only when Rich's cock was too deeply lodged in his throat to let him form sounds.
Jim usually preferred to top, but was flexible and certainly was enjoying the attention he was getting. Jeff had fucked Jim numerous times and had taught him everything he knew about getting fucked, which Jeff told him would make him a better top. He had to agree, but he was also glad he had been fucked a number of times before otherwise today would have be challenging.
Ari pulled off Jim's cock and bent down further to lick under and around his balls. Jim thought that Ari's tongue actually felt cool after sitting on the hot bench. Instinctively, Jim rocked his hips, moving closer and closer to the edge of the bench, he was hoping Ari was going to give him a good rim job, and he was right.
"Angle isn't working," Ari said, tapping Rich on the back of the thigh, "I can't get my tongue up his hole."
"Right," Rich said, pulling out of Jim's mouth and stepping aside for a moment. No sooner had Rich moved than Ari swung around and lay down on the floor, head and shoulders between Jim's feet.
"Sit on his face," Rich said, "he loves it."
Jim slid even further forward and lowered his ass down on Ari's face. The bench was just the right height for his arms to support part of his weight while Ari used his hands to hold Jim's ass cheeks apart and dive into the now fully accessible hole. Rich stepped back over top of Ari and squatted down a bit to line his cock up with Jim's mouth. There was no way he was missing this opportunity.
Tarek and Henry were kissing over top of me as they each fucked a hole. Tarek broke off the kiss and motioned for Henry to pull back too, but not to end the amazing fucking, but to change places. Henry pulled me up by the shoulders, giving me a good opportunity to stretch my legs. He and Tarek and I all kissed while we ran our hands over each other's bodies.
The heat was starting to get to me and I pulled back and motioned towards the door. "I need to cool down a bit," I said. They both nodded and the three of us exited the steam room and crossed over to the showers.
"Here," said Henry, "this will help." He turned the shower on for me and the cool water streamed over me. The two of them joined me under the single shower head, washing the cool water all over my body.
"You are one hot fucker," Tarek said.
"Jeff was right again," said Henry.
"Yes, he mentioned that he and Jim fucked you the other day at the hotel."
"That's why you are here today," Henry said, "sharing is good, and we always share."
The cool water had it effect and we were ready to head back in. Henry stopped to check something on the controls just outside the door before we went back in. I figured he was turning down the heat a bit given the heat we were generating inside.
When we entered, we could see that Ari had moved on from rimming Jim, and now had him impaled on his cock. Rich was now standing in the middle, still straddled over Ari, but squatting down a bit so that Ari and Clay could work over his ass.
Tarek and Henry motioned me to bend over again, this time with Henry plowing my ass and Tarek stuffing his cock in my mouth. The two cocks were very similar, but I could sense the small differences now that I could compare them in the same holes. Tarek's was slightly thicker and Henry's slightly longer, and both ably plowing my holes. Again, they started with the matched motion, ploughing in then pulling back in tandem until they were both too focused on their own cocks to care and the motions became less coordinated.
Brian and Jeff had also changed positions, and now had Chris still impaled between them. Jeff had sat on the upper bench and Brian on the lower bench. Chris was squatting on the bench riding Brian's cock as he sucked off Jeff. Eric had joined them and was rubbing Chris' back with one hand and stroking Chris' cock with the other. His own cock pointing to the ceiling and throbbing.
Eric's hand stroked lower and lower on each circle. The first few times he paused at the small of Chris's back and then moved up, the next few strokes moved lower to caress the top of one ass cheek and then the other. After a few more strokes he stopped moving back up and kept his hands on Chris' ass, feeling the muscles change shape every time Brian plowed in deeply. Eric's middle finger found the crack in Chris' ass and started moving along that trench. When he reached further down, he could feel Brian's cock sliding in and out of Chris' ass. He rubbed his finger tip back and forth on the underside of Brian's cock and followed the shaft down to his hairy ball sac. After a few rounds up and down he held his finger right at Chris' ass ring, feeling both the stiff prick and the yielding ass. A little pressure on Brian's next stroke let his finger join Brian's cock in Chris' ass.
Chris' body clenched at the intrusion, but he never stopped sucking Jeff's cock.
"Can you do it from this position?" Jeff whispered. Uncertain as to who he was asking both Eric and Chris grunted "un huh."
Eric withdrew his hand from around Chris' cock and spit in it, using the saliva to slick up his own cock as he stood up and got in position between Brian's legs. He had to bend down a bit and found he kept hitting Brian's legs before he could line his cock up with where his finger was still lodged.
"Lift my leg so I can get my foot up on the bench," Brain said. Eric grabbed Brian's leg behind the knee and lifted it, and Chris, up a bit, allowing Brian to stretch his leg out along the bench. Fortunately, there was just enough room, and with Brian's foot pressed to the wall Eric now had room to get in position. Bending down a bit and using his finger as a guide, he pressed his cock along the top of Brian's, right against Chris' sphincter. It was going to be a tight fit, but Eric knew how amazing it felt to invade an ass along with another cock.
Chris lifted himself a bit and pulled off Brian's cock, allowing Eric to slide in. Eric pushed his cock into the hole and buried it deeply. Chis was hoping that Brian would be able to get in more easily now as he could reach in and guide his cock to the right spot. The three of them worked together to get everything aligned and after a few tries caught just the right spot in the fuck stroke to allow Chris' ass to take both cocks.
Chris pulled off Jeff's cock as the two cocks pushed into his very well stretched hole.
"Fuck! Oh yeah... fuck!"
"Feels good buddy," Brian said, "you've almost got both of our big cocks up your ass. Just relax a bit and enjoy the ride."
Jeff grabbed Chris' head and pulled it back to his cock. "All that gasping is good for my blowjob."
Chris was in pig heaven. He loved being the focus of attention and loved having both his holes abused. Brian and Eric were both sliding in and out of his stretched ass, their movements creating amazing sensations. When you're being fucked by one guy your ass is wrapped tightly around the cock and you can feel the push and pull as the cock slides in and out. With two big cocks up his ass the sensation was completely different as his ass was being pulled in two directions as the two cocks moved in and out independently. The feeling of the cocks in his ass made him gasp, further opening his throat and letting Jeff ram his cock in. Chris' lips bottomed out on Jeff's trimmed pubes on each stroke. Time seemed to stop as he was caught in the rapture of the moment.
Clay watched his buddy, well fuck buddy, lining up to get double penetrated and couldn't stand it any longer. Rich's hot ass was right there in front of him and watching him plow Jim's mouth had him rock hard. He stood up behind Rich and said, "here it comes buddy." His cock slid into Rich's ass, helping to push Rich's cock further into Jim's throat.
Ari watched as Clay's cock slid into Rich's ass. He ran a finger along the base of Clay's cock on the out stroke, and grabbed Clay's balls when he was fully up Rich's ass. His other hand went for Clay's ass. Ari's middle finger found the hot hole and slid in almost to the second knuckle. Clay's ass clamped down on his finger. Hooking it slightly Ari grabbed on and helped direct Clay as he stroked on and out of Rich's ass.
Jim was grinding his ass on Ari's cock somewhat in time with the motion of Clay. Ari's grip urged Clay forward, fucking into Rich, who buried his dick in Jim's mouth who then pressed down on Ari's cock, almost as if his middle finger was directing how his cock was being gripped by Jim's ass.
Jim was starting to moan and lose control. He normally loved being the one in control, but he found that right now he was ecstatic to be the focus of these hot guys and their massive cocks. His balls were rubbing against Ari's crotch on each stroke, keeping him rock hard and adding to his pleasure. Squatting down like this felt great but he knew they would need to change position soon.
Tarek and Henry had grasped hands and were using the added leverage to pound my ass and mouth. The classic Eiffel Tower move would have photographed well, their hands raised above me, with them close enough to kiss each time they slammed into me. I was glad there was no one working on my cock as I'm not sure I could have held back. I so wanted to shoot my load, but knew that I wanted theirs first.
The fucking action slowed down as Tarek and Henry moved in for a longer kiss. They released each other's hands and now caressed my back and flanks, moving down the outside of my thighs and arms and back up, helping loosen my muscles and heightening the sensations.
The three groups had all shifted energy. Much more caressing and slower less forceful thrusts.
"Ok guys," Rich said, "time for a cool shower. It's time for a break."
Clay slowly pulled out of his ass and Ari let his finger slide out of Clay's ass. Jim also slid forward on Ari's abs, letting the cock slide out of his ass. Clay and Rich helped Jim stand up. He was a trooper staying in that crouch position for so long and he now needed to stretch his legs. As they helped Jim towards the door Ari got up and followed. It started a mass exodus as all the groups split up and everyone headed out to the shower area.
"Man, that was intense," Jim said.
"You're telling me?" Chris asked. "I haven't been double fucked in the steam room before, and sucking Jeff's cock at the same time was awesome."
"Tarek and Henry are pretty fucking intense too!" I added. All three of us had been thoroughly fucked in there.
"That's the point," Rich said, "fucked senseless to make you feel like you belong."
"I think I'll be feeling like I belong for a long time," Chris said. That got a laugh from everyone.
The cool water cascading over bodies soon helped, but the lust and horniness levels never dropped. The three newcomers were in the center of the larger group and realized that it was no accident. Looking around each of them could see the hard cocks pointed at them. I was the first to spot what was happening.
"Guys? I think we they are ready for the next round of action." Chris and Jim scanned the group and nodded in agreement as the three of us sank to our knees.
Fucking around in the steam room is one thing. You can hear people coming and the steamed-up glass door can let you see people approaching before they can see into the steam room, giving you a chance to stop fucking around and not get caught, but out in the open shower area we were even more exposed. It made my cock harder as I love semi-public action and the thrill of possibly being caught. Jim and Chris didn't seem to mind either. Chris had done stuff like this before and Rich, Henry and Clay worked here, so the risks were even higher for them, which from the look of their hard cocks was turning them on too. When in Rome, as the saying goes.
I moved forward on my knees to suck on Ari's cock and stroke both Clay and Eric. Jim was approached by Jeff and Tarek, and Chris started sucking Brian and stroking Henry and Rich. The three of us were fairly close to each other and the clusters in front of each of us were close enough to watch all the action.
I had hoped that Ari's cock would still taste like Jim's ass. Jim had shown no signs of being a willing bottom in our earlier encounter, but was taking it like a champ today. Ari's cock did taste great and I'm sure part of that was the taste of Jim's ass. Ari arched his back and stayed in position, letting me do all the work bobbing on his cock.
As I continued to work Ari's cock, Clay and Eric moved closer and closer until they were hip to hip. I barely had to break my rhythm to pull off Ari and suck on Clay and then move over to Eric. My mouth and both my hands kept each cock busy. The cum hound in my wanted to see who I could get off first and if that would then trigger the others to add their loads to my mouth too.
"Awesome mouth there Jim," Tarek said.
"I trained him well," Jeff responded.
"You two look so much alike it's amazing," Tarek added, stroking Jeff's cock with one hand and feeding his own to Jim, matching the strokes on Jeff's cock to Jim's expert ministrations. Tarek placed his other hand on Jim's head keeping the pace and urging Jim to deep throat on each stroke.
"Technically he's my nephew, but we are so close in age we are more like brothers."
"Fuck yeah," said Tarek, "you could almost pass for twins if you had the same haircut."
"We tried that once," Jeff said, "it was kinda freaky. We were out of town for a baseball tournament and the first night at the bar we were the center of attention."
"Must have been amazing," Tarek responded.
"Is that the night you two fucked almost everyone in the backroom?" Rich asked.
"It was," Jeff said, "we still jerk off to that."
"I'll bet," Ari added, "I would have loved to have see you two in action."
Jeff had to slow Tarek down. His grip felt so good and the memory of that night in the backroom was so powerful he was close to shooting.
Chris had been working the ball sacs of his three guys. They were standing close together and stroking their cocks and he went from crotch to crotch, licking and sucking on hot nuts and scrotums and taints. Clay grabbed his cock and on my next pass got me working on his nuts. Soon all the guys were getting their balls worked over while stroking their own cocks.
Their lust to be sucked had them pushing forward and gradually the three of us on our knees had been corralled closer and closer together. I felt the other guy's feet, and we played footsie trying to get closer together. Soon the three of us had our asses pressed together and the guys standing around us were in a very tight circle.
"This is so hot," Clay said, "look at these cock suckers in action!"
"And all these hard cocks," Ari added, "gonna be lots of cum flying soon."
"Not just yet," Brian added, "I haven't eaten any ass yet, and I'm dying to see how these guys taste."
"Man after my own heart," Henry added, "nothing like eating a well fucked ass."
"Unless it's getting to eat a cum load out of it while enjoying the rim session," Rich added.
All three of us moaned as we continued to nuzzle and suck their nut sacs and get a few strokes on each cock to keep them good and wet.
Rich, ever the leader, stepped back a bit from Chris' mouth and said, "back to the steam guys." He turned and walked away and I go a look at his great ass. I hoped he liked to get rimmed, `cause I'd have spent an hour or two working his ass over for him.
The guys helped us up and we all headed back to the hot, dark steam room.
"Team huddle," Rich said. I had no idea what he meant, but Chris obviously did. Clay must have told him ahead of time what to expect. Clay motioned for Jim and I to face him. We started sucking face, tasting some of the precum from all the cocks we had been sucking.
He threw his arms up over our shoulders and then Jim did the same. This must be the huddle, so I wrapped one arm around each of the guy's shoulders. We continued to kiss as we felt hands all over the backs of our bodies and the occasional slap of a hard cock against our asses as the guys moved around.
I felt a pair of hands on my ass and realized that whoever it was they had to be on their knees. Arching my back to push my ass out towards the hands, a tongue probed between my ass cheeks, finding my well used but still eager hole. From the moans of Jim and Chris they were getting the same treatment. Brian and Henry had said they were looking to rim ass, but I wasn't sure who the third guy was. Not that it mattered. Whoever was eating my ass was masterful, driving their tongue in, then licking all around my hole and using their hands and fingers to get better access and play with my ass ring.
I felt a pair of hands at my hips and another hand on the center of my back. The hands on my hips pulled me back slightly and the hand on my back pushed me forward. With our arms locked around each other's shoulders for stability the three of us were being bent over as a trio. The hot mouth and tongue rimming my ass never stopped. The three of us adjusted our arms to lock our heads against each other's shoulders, Jim's head pressed to the left side of my neck, my head pressing on Chris' neck and Chris' head pressed to Jim's neck. We shuffled our feet out, and bent over a little more, shoving our asses further out towards the waiting cocks and tongues.
The rimming continued and then paused for a second as a cock slid in. The rimming resumed with someone's hot tongue working by nut sac and the cock sliding into my ass. I couldn't see who it was that was fucking me, but I could see Rich fucking Chris. After several deep and forceful fucks whoever was fucking me pulled out and a tongue probed my hole in its place.
I noticed that Rich was no longer fucking Chris just as another cock slid into my hole. Now Jeff was fucking Chris and I guess that meant someone new was fucking me. The angle was slightly different and this new cock was thicker and slightly shorter. We were being used round robin. I wondered if the guys rimming our holes were also rotating. They didn't appear to move for the first three of four cocks that fucked me but then there was a slightly longer pause and more commotion.
The new guy rimming me was much more forceful. He was sucking on my hole and chewing gently on my ass lips much more than the last rimmer, and it felt awesome. Our locked arms and necks kept us in balance as the guys went round and round fucking and rimming us. They must have also swapped between being the fucker and being the rimmer, each getting a taste of our three asses and the precum of the cocks fucking us.
The pace was getting more frenetic with rough breathing, grasping hands, harder thrusts and guttural moans. Instead of feeling loose nuts swinging and slapping my ass on each stroke I could now feel them pulled up tight against the base of the cock fucking me. I had no idea who was fucking me now, not that I every really knew but even if I had known originally, I would have lost count as several dozen different short fuck sessions and an equal number of rimming sessions had used my ass well. The eight guys fucking and rimming us were getting close. They must have been signaling to each other, or knew each other well enough to know when they were close to shooting their loads.
The next cock to plunge in was held right up my ass as far as it could go. I could feel his legs trembling and the hands at my hips were pulling me back hard on the pulsating cock. A low guttural sound turned into strangled words, "I'm cumming... I'm cumming... fuck... I'm cumming." Each phrase punctuated by a short thrust and a pulse of his cock as he spewed a load up my chute.
"Me too... fucking hot ass... load you up... fuck... oh yeah, fuck, fuck, fuck," a second voice called out, sound reverberating around the tiled room.
"Uhn... yeah... oh yeah... fuck yeah... mmm yeah," another voice added.
With three loads planted up our three asses we were pulled apart, each of us swung around to suck the cock that has just shot a load up our respective asses. I bent over to suck Henry's cock, slick with his load and the mixed precum of everyone.
Another mouth moved to my ass and started licking up the load leaking out. A finger slid in to help encourage the load to slide out onto a waiting tongue.
I looked over to see Ari being sucked by Jim and Jeff feeding his cock to Chris. Their faces and upper chests were flush. I couldn't tell if it was the heat or their orgasms, but likely both.
Eric was licking Jim's ass and Tarek was licking Chris'.
"I'm close, gonna shoot," said Rich as he approached Jim's ass. Eric moved his face away just as the first blast of Rich's cum load shot out, and he shoved it into Jim's ass as he continued to pound each squirt in as deep as he could. Clay nudged Brian out the way and plunged into my ass, adding a second load on top of Henry's.
Tarek was next, loading up Chris with thrusts so hard it nearly knocked over both Chris and Jeff.
Rich and Ari swapped ends and Jim sucked Rich's load off his cock while Ari plunged in to mix up their two loads.
Eric stepped over beside Ari and shot his load on Jim's ass and Ari's cock and Brian replaced Clay and pounded a third load up my ass.
The guys continued to move around, sliding their cocks in our holes and felching out the cum from our asses, and getting us to clean off their cocks. There weas so much cum and such a heady smell of sex, but we weren't through yet. None of us three `inductees' had shot our loads yet.
We were each stroking, our cocks ready to burst. I wasn't sure who wanted my load, but Ari and Rich knelt down with their faces beside each other's and the guys moved the three of us into position facing them, our cocks practically touching and aimed at their two faces.
I shot off first, feeding for Ari and then Rich, back and forth until I finally ran out of cum. Chris shot next spraying it all over the group of us, but Ari managed to catch a lot of it and then licked some off my thigh and turned to snowball it with Rich.
Jim was shaking all over. All his muscles were tensed and he was red right down to his waist. Rich and Ari leaned over together and Jim shot blast after blast into their mouths.
Brian and Henry were back at my ass and Chris's ass. They were true cum hounds and seemed intent on getting every last bit of the cum loads out of our asses.
Rich and Ari snowballed Jim's load back and forth as they took turns sucking Jim's cock.
The scene slowed down as frantic licking and stroking gradually became more intimate and gentle. Everyone took turns kissing and caressing each other the loads of cum so mingled that it all tasted like one big load. Gobs of cum on our bodies were licked or wiped up and fed to the guys so that not a single drop was wasted.
We all sat down on the lower bench, knee to knee all the way around. Totally spent yet still checking each other out wondering about combinations that hadn't happened and the possibility of future sessions.
"You guys certainly know how to have fun," I said. We were almost too tired to laugh, but did.