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Summary (last Chapter): John had invited a few of his classmates, team members and even a few of the Volleyball players. After some light spanking and humiliation the jocks start to have fun with both Jay and André, with lots of hard sex, DP's etc...
As there are quite a few people around, I thought I put a list with a few descriptors, so you remember who is who ;)
John - Personal tormentor
Huy - His Sidekick
André - The new young sub boy
Jacob - Football player with black, really short hair, 17, maybe about 170cm
Nils - Football player with longer dirty blond hair in curls, 17, maybe about 170cm.
Emil - Classmate of John had read hair growing wildly, had just passed the 160cm mark
Michael - Classmate of John, had black hair, not too short but with shaved sides.
Chris - Volleyball player, a tall (almost 190cm) athletic 18-year-old, with bleach blond hair formed to a faux hawk
Felix - Volleyball player, 18 and almost 190cm. He was a bit bulkier than Chris, more muscular with black hair in a buzz cut
Omar - Volleyball player, Exchange student from Jordan already 19, taller than all of them at more than 2 meters, darker skin and black hair.
On a personal note, I'm relatively slow at writing right now due to stress at work and privately.
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"Hey, what about our beers?"
I was close to the crate of beer. I grabbed four, opened them on the rim of the crate, and crawled back. It was much harder on the way back as I could no longer use my hands and had to support my weight on only my knees. As I crawled, I could hear Huy call out "Fuck! I'm cumming! Fuck!". When I reached the other boys, I gave each of them their beers. They toasted each other and took a sip. Chris, Omar, and Felix were now sitting on the edge of the bed, their feet on the ground and their legs spread wide. Omar's dick was the thickest and longest of them all. It seemed to still be at least half hard, not even resting against his balls, which were hairy. He was by far the manliest of the three, whereas Felix looked like a young teen jock. Felix' cut cock had shrunken a bit to maybe 6 inches. It was still wet, and white foam had formed at the edge of his glans.
Chris' dick had shrunk, I guessed. It had felt bigger when he had helped destroy my ass – which still didn't feel like it had closed. It seemed like cum was still oozing out of it after the three almost simultaneous loads. Chris seemed to have regained some energy, yet his dick was the smallest of the three of them. He was blond and he had shaven his pubes. He was uncut, his foreskin reaching far beyond his glans where a drop of cum was still resting. Maybe he was a grower. His soft cock was about 4 inches long and his balls were hanging lower than I would have guessed after he had just cum, whereas the other boys' nuts were still contracted close to their bodies.
When I saw the drop of cum still hanging on his foreskin, I couldn't help myself but to lick it off. I then pushed the foreskin back with my hand and licked the glans clean as well. There some foam back there that had formed from fucking me. Chris moaned a little when I did that, and I felt his cock twitch as blood rushed back into it. I played with it a little before Chris pulled his feet up and leaned back:
"There's a load in my hole, come on and get it!"
He didn't have to ask twice. I ran my tongue down the shaft and along his balls until I reached the little swollen pucker, which seemed to be quite tight. I pushed my tongue in, rimming Chris as deep as I could to reach the load John had deposited into him. It wasn't easy, but finally I could feel the wet, white semen while Chris moaned from the treatment. Much too soon, though, I felt a hand on my head, guiding me to my next target, Omar. As my tongue left the blond jock's ass he groaned, not really happy that I stopped. But when he saw that I was being moved to Omar, he didn't say anything, only straightening himself out on the bed. I crawled to the Arab sitting next to Chris. His dick was still wet. When I look at the olive brown cut dick, he told me:
"You made a huge mess on me, so you better clean me up properly!"
He pulled me up so I was at his chest, still on my knees, and I could see the mess I'd made. His pubic hair was clumped together by dried cum, and there was even a cum spot directly on his nipple. I started there, sucking the salty crust off, then kissing and playing with his nipple before I ran my tongue down along his skin to clean him as good as I could. It had been a while since I had been able to taste my own cum, but combined with the Arab's sweat, it tasted just great. As I reached his belly button, I pushed my tongue in, licking it clean. Omar moaned from the treatment, grabbed my head, and pulled it back so I had to look up to him. My mouth was still open when he spit into it. I gulped it down, and while I did that, he took a sip of his beer, bent forward a little, and let it dribble into my mouth. After I swallowed the beer, he put the bottle in my mouth and let me drink. I hadn't noticed how thirsty I was, but when the fluid hit my throat, I started to gulp down as much as I could. After a while, he stopped and pushed my head into his groin. As I licked along the shaft to clean it, I felt a hand on my ass before my cheeks were spread apart.
"His pussy is still open. You must have really ripped him apart! I bet he won't even feel it when I shove my dick inside and drop another load into him." I heard Nils say behind me. And when he pushed his 6'' into me, I moaned from being pushed against Omar's groin.
"Whoah, you really are wet inside! But at least try to clench your ass a bit!"
"It's not his fault that you have such a small dick!", I heard Emil laugh, to which Nils turned around and said, semi-sincerely: "Hey!" before he started laughing. "But at least I don't have to lock my dick up to get action!" Then he started to fuck me. He fucked me hard, holding my hips in place, while I resumed cleaning Omar's dick and balls. When the Arab jock was satisfied he grabbed my head and pushed it over to Felix. One last glance at the dick showed that it had grown a bit again while I was cleaning it. I had to move a bit, and Nils followed while he pressed himself deep inside of me.
Positioned closer to Felix now, I could see his balls were a bit hairy as well. They were already sagging a little after having been pulled up when he had shot his load down my ass. His dick was resting on them, still wet, still with some foam around the glans. I took it inside my mouth and cleaned the foam off the salty glans. Felix trembled a little bit when he felt my lips and tongue around his dick, but not for long. Then, he pushed my head completely on his soft dick before I felt him gulping down a big sip of beer. Before long, I felt blood rushing back into his dick, while I was still being used by Nils. Before I could really get it hard, though, Michael said:
"Fuck. I need to take a leak. But I don't want to leave! This is so hot here!"
"Don't worry, Mike!", John answered, "The faggot loves to drink fresh piss! Just push your dick into his throat and he will gulp down everything you have to offer!"
"For real?", Felix said, "I was holding back, because I didn't want to leave as well. But now, I can let it flow!"
And before I could react, he grabbed my head and started to piss directly down my throat. I could barely keep up with his stream, but it wasn't really necessary as he was already so deep inside that it ran down my throat almost unobstructed. It never seemed to end while I was struggling for air. Felix was moaning while he emptied his bladder into me. At the same time, he was drinking even more beer.
"Damn it, Felix, hurry up! I really can't hold it much longer!", Michael said and sat down right next to Felix. Finally, the stream subsided, and he let me pull up. I was grasping for air. But I only barely caught my breath before Michael grabbed my head and pulled me over to him and pushed his soft dick into my mouth. It didn't fill me to the back of my throat, so when the stream started, I really had to gulp down the yellow juice. Michael was moaning loudly, relieved that he could finally empty his bladder. Nils had moved with me. He was fucking me hard now and was moaning before he collapsed on my back while he shot his load deep inside. I really needed to breathe, but the stream of piss wasn't stopping. Finally, Michael noticed me struggling and cut off the flow for a few seconds, for me to take a few deep breaths before the stream started again, this time not as strong and only for a few seconds.
Michael's dick was swelling again in my mouth, and as the last drops were pushed out, he started to fuck my mouth. His cock grew bigger and bigger until he finally pushed it down my throat. He was a real grower, maybe even bigger than the 7'' I had guessed before.
"This feels so good after the piss, almost like its oiled!", Michael laughed and pushed himself deep inside of me so his pubic hair was pushed into my nose. Then, he used my head as a fleshjack, fucking my throat with long strokes hard.
Meanwhile, Nils had finally recovered and stood up, pulling out of me. But without a break, his dick was replaced by a new one, a much bigger one, which was pushed into my already gaping pussy.
"Wow, what a sloppy ass!" I heard Emils voice, as he started to ram into me slowly but deeply with the entire length of his 8'' shaft. While he and Michael were using me from both sides, Chris said:
"Damn, I'm getting hard again! Hey Felix, wanna have some fun with André? I want to spitroast him, squeeze him between our sweating bodies until we feed him what he deserves."
"Hot! Yeah, let's go. That faggot's mouth did a good job starting to get me hard again! And look. It seems Jacob has finally nutted into the boy!"
There was movement close by as the two jocks stood up and walked over to the other bed. But I didn't really pay much attension, as I was enjoying two dicks slamming into my holes.
"Hey Michael. Remember what the volleyball players did with the faggot here? Do you want to try that too? I always wondered what it feels like to have another dick rubbing against mine while fucking a hole."
"Ohh, yeah! I'm ready to feel his pussy again!"
And just as Michael said it, Emil pulled me back, lying down himself until I was riding him. Now I felt the entire length of his rod pushing deep inside of me as I moved myself up and down the girthy tool. Michael had moved with us and was now standing tall above us, getting his dick wet by face-fucking me. He grabbed my head and, as he pulled out, he made me look up and spit into my mouth. Then he pushed me back, and I almost fell over but prevented it by hastily catching myself with my hands. Michael got on his knees, grabbed my legs, and pulled them up on his shoulder. I knew what was coming, but when the tip of his dick started to push in, I winced anyhow and groaned. But Michael was unrelenting. He pushed slowly until my sphincter had opened enough to let the glans in before, in one hard move, he filled me completely. I let out a loud gasp and started to breathe heavily as this had taken me by surprise. Yet Michael did not hesitate or wait. He started to rail me hard, not even giving Emil a chance to fuck me in parallel. My cage and balls were flopping between my legs against the jock's abs with every thrust and I almost blacked out because of Michael's sheer force. Then Emil said:
"Hey Michael, slow down! I want to use him as well!"
Michael slowed down and then stopped deep inside of me. He opened his eyes and shook his head before he said: "Oh... Fuck... Sorry mate! But... whoah... that feels soooo good!" Michael was breathing heavily and he had a dreamy voice as Emil grabbed my hips and pushed himself completely into me again as he had slipped out a bit. Now, both boys were filling me completely and it felt great!
When Emil slowly pulled himself out a bit and then back pushed in, Michael at first tried to match the thrusting but quickly realized that it would be better to pull out when Emil pushed in. Michael had gathered himself and was adjusting to Emil's pace, thrusting steadily but not very fast. It felt so good, their dicks in me but with the dicks alternating their thrusting. I began to moan and groan. Both jocks took this as an invitation to quicken their pace, and soon, they were railing me hard. I felt Emils pecs moving up and down heavily, and he was moaning as well. Michael had his eyes closed, his mouth open, and with every thrust, he groaned a little. Neither of them were going to last long, and indeed, Michael finished first and suddenly screamed out: "Fuck I'm cumming!" He started to thrust wildly as he shot his load into my belly. Emil followed suit not long after, brought over the edge by Michael's wild movements rubbing against his cock. He let go of my hips, moved his right arm over my throat, and pulled me back to him as he bit my neck while his pulsating cock added another load into my hole. He had stopped moving as I felt the bite change to a kiss while he tried to recover. Michael fell over and finally stopped railing me. He was resting on one arm, needing time to regain his breath. After a few seconds, he pulled out and fell on his back on the ground right next to Emil, stretched out and happy.
"Come on clean my cock before it gets cold!" I heard Emil whisper into my ear as he let go of the stranglehold he had me in. No longer thinking, I just obliged, pushing myself up shakingly. I couldn't feel my ass anymore but I felt so happy after all the use I had gotten. As I looked up, I could see Jacob on his knees in front of Omar, sucking the Arab while at the same time jerking John. I saw him struggling with the big shaft in his mouth, not able to take it all. Jacob moved on to John's cock as I was turning around. On the other side of the room, was André on all fours on his bed in between Chris and Felix. Felix was fucking the boy hard while Chris was enjoying the mouth of the teenage boy. He was running his fingers through his hair and was only moving his lips a little. Huy was sitting on a chair, talking to Nils. The Vietnamese boy's cock seemed red, and he looked like he was done for the night. Nils had the smallest dick of all of them. A fairly thin, maybe 3.5'' soft cut dick was framed by a bush of dirty blond pubic hair and a small sack really close to his body.
Then I looked down at Emil's cock. Framed by a thick bush of red hair, the thick rod was lying on the jocks stomach. It was still wet. As he was the shortest of the older students (and even André was almost as tall as he was) his dick looked even bigger as it reached above his naval button and seemed quite thick. He was cut and his glans were glistening wet and white, but not thicker than the shaft. There was hair growing around the base of his cock, and his big balls were a lifted up slightly and lying on his thighs. He had put his hands behind his head and was resting after an intense orgasm. He looked beautiful lying in front of me. He looked innocent, but I had just seen his dirty and horny side. A small wet spot had already formed on his belly, and I couldn't wait to lick it off. But I started at his nipples, kissing them and running my tongue around them, before moving down until I reached the tip of his cock and could lick the clear remnants of cum which had formed there. After that, I put the tip of his gorgeous cockhead between my lips and just played with the piss-slit a bit until I had slurped out every last drop of cum.
Emil was moaning again, enjoying my tongue exploring his glans, my lips along his now soft shaft. He held my head with one arm, running it over the mask, sometimes pushing me a bit down. He didn't seem eager to get sucked. He just wanted to enjoy the warm mouth cleaning and caressing him. The tip tasted a little salty from cum, tasty and intoxicating at the same time. I pushed myself completely onto the dick, and even though it was not hard, it brushed against my throat. I moved my head up and down the shaft a little bit before I let it fall back on the redhead's abs and treasure trail. I kissed the head and then ran my tongue along the shaft to his big balls, which I took into my mouth one by one, licking off all the dried cum.
Suddenly, I felt something poking my face on my left. When I looked up, I could see that Michael had turned on his side, and his dick was now pointing to me. When I looked further, I could see that Emil and Michael were kissing each other. But for me, the dick of the black-haired jock was more important. He had shaved his pubic hair, and his soft, cut 5'' dick was flopping around on my mask. The cockhead was still covered in foam. I finally manged to get it into my mouth, licking the sweet tasting glans and shaft, when suddenly I heard:
"Please, stop, Omar! I can't take it! You're too big!"
It was Jacob's voice, who had just been blowing the Arab. Then I heard a slap, before Omar said:
"Too bad for you! Let me show you how a real hungry pussy takes a real man's cock!"
Then I heard movement, and before I realized it, Omar had grabbed my hips, had positioned himself behind me, and shoved his 9,5'' deep inside of me in one fast, hard thrust. I would have jumped if I could have. But, being wedged between Michael, Emil and Omar, there was no way to go. I groaned loudly and Michael's dick almost out of my mouth when the monster cock rearranged my insides. Where the Arab had been gentle before, this time he followed his primal instincts and fucked me like crazy. Hard, long and fast thrusts shook me to the core. He had pulled my hips up so it was easier for him to ram his entire dick inside. But now my cage was wildly flopping around, and with every thrust, I had this incredible feeling in my stomach. It felt so good, getting railed by Omar. I felt whole with every rub along my prostate.
When Michael and Emil noticed that the dick in my ass was completely occupying me and that I wasn't playing with them further, they moved out from under me. I barely noticed them leaving since the bull of a jock was railing me like there was no tomorrow. But after they had left, he reached for my hands and pulled them to my back. He didn't let me fall over but instead stabilized me so I could slowly rest my head on the ground. Then, he pushed my hips forward a bit, put one hand on my head, and railed me even harder now, diagonally slamming into me with every thrust. All I could do was moan loudly, overwhelmed from the pleasure and not caring or feeling any pain from the huge dick. Then Omar moved again and put one foot on my head before he railed me faster and faster. He was grunting now, getting closer and closer to his nut. Suddenly, he stopped fucking me this way. Instead, he pulled out completely, which made me groan. Then, he slammed into me again, and I almost passed out. He repeated that maybe 10 times, and each time I groaned. I wanted him to cum, I wanted to feel him inside, and I wanted him to rail me all at the same time. And then he railed me again. After only a few very hard and very deep thrusts he screamed:
"Take my load bitch! Take it!"
He exploded inside of me. I could feel his dick pulsating, shooting rope after rope of cum while he was still fucking me like crazy. I groaned and moaned while he pushed my head on the ground, and I shivered with him as the orgasm overwhelmed him. It almost felt like a true orgasm for me as well when he had his without my caged cock even reacting. I felt happy and relaxed like a good orgasmic bliss. Omar pushed in one last time and collapsed forward. He had to support himself, but to do that he needed to get his foot off my head. He did not move it far, just in front of my mouth. When I saw it, I didn't hesitate and started to lick and kiss the big toe. Omar was breathing heavily trying to regain his composure when suddenly he started laughing.
"What ... a ... hot ... whore! He literally is kissing my feet after this brutal fuck!"
A few seconds later, he pulled out, turned me around, put himself above of me, grabbed my arms, and pulled them up my head. His dick, still half hard, wet with a delicious looking drop on the tip was right above my head and when he lowered his hips. I automatically opened my mouth to welcome the big rod until the jock's pubic hair hit my nose and he filled my throat completely. Omar was still breathing heavily, and his stomach was heaving up and down on my face while his cock was resting in my mouth. Soon, I was struggling as I couldn't breathe, and he pulled out so that only the glans remained in mouth. I licked it clean. The taste was bitter sweet, full of cum, sweat and our juices. Omar regained his composure after a while and pulled out completely which I accompanied with a groan. I didn't want his dick to go, and I reached for it with my mouth as it left. I felt Omar fall backwards until we were face to face. He got down and pushed his tongue into my mouth for another kiss. This time, he was really demanding, and I surrendered completely to him. He was lying on top of me now, and I could feel his soft pole rubbing against my cage and balls. When he released the kiss, he looked at where my eyes hid behind the mask and said:
"You're so eager, fag! Taking such a brutal fuck without hesitation, without any resistance! That's a true sub, a true cock-whore!" Then he leaned down next to my ear and whispered: "Don't you agree Mr. B?"
Before I could react, he pushed his tongue into my mouth again, kissing me so passionately that I forgot my shock. After a few seconds of kissing, he pushed himself up, and he put a finger over my mouth, telling me to stay silent. I felt exhausted as he left. I was still happy, and what Omar had said hadn't really sunk in. I was lying spread-eagle on my back on the floor catching my breath when, from my other side, André's head came into view. He looked exhausted as well but his eyes had a spark that indicated his happiness. He kissed me through the fabric on my forehead, before he fell on his back head-to-head with me, breathing heavily. We were lying for a while, both of us exhausted and well used.
After a while, I looked up and saw all the other boys sitting naked either on a bed or a chair. Only Jacob was sitting on the ground, a beer in his hand, not talking to anyone. The others were chatting, resting, and content after the sex all of them just had. Only Jacob was still hard. His thin, cut 6'' cock was pointing up from a thick bush of black pubic hair. His legs were also hairy whereas he had almost no hair on his upper body. He still seemed horny, touching his dick now and then, jerking it once or twice from time to time. He seemed a little frustrated. Yet, he didn't do anything about it. I wondered what had happened to him after Omar had unsuccessfully tried to fuck him.
I heard John clinking beer bottles with Omar and Michael, and, when I looked at them, I could see that they were drinking the last drops of their beer.
"Hey André! I know this was intense so far. But I see your little dick is still pointing straight up. Do you want to show us what you learned today and use it for fucking? I think we all want to see you fucking this faggot.", John said, laughing a bit, obviously in a good mood.
Suddenly, André seemed to wake up, got on his knees and looked up to where John was:
"For real, John? I can? Please, let me!"
"Go ahead! But the faggot needs to turn around. I want to see you fuck him doggystyle!"
I realized he wanted me to move, and automatically, I turned around and got on all fours while André stood up and almost jumped to get behind me. John got up as well, came to me, kneeled next to me, and grabbed both of my cheeks and pulled them apart.
"Woah, he is really gaping already – and leaking. André you don't have to worry, just get in there."
I felt the boy's dick entering me. He wasn't big, so I didn't feel much, but the boy moaned as soon as my sphincter touched his cock. As I felt the boy's hips on my cheeks, John let go of me and said:
"Wait. Don't move. Get used to the warmth of this pussy and all the cum we have flooded inside of it. Now comes the second part. Hey! Jacob! Get over here! Even though you don't deserve it, after you weren't able to take Omar or me, you get one last treat. Get behind our little boy here and let him experience what it feels like to fuck and get fucked at the same time."
I heard some commotion as Jacob got up. He mumbled "Thank you!" But when I looked at him, he was as hard as possible. He got behind André, and I heard André moan as he felt the older student's dick open him up. Jacob moaned as well, feeling his dick entering the boy's ass. As soon as I heard flesh on flesh, John stopped Jacob:
"Stop! Move a bit back. Let the boy milk you as he fucks the faggot and himself on your dick! – Go ahead André. Move back and forth, as fast or slow as you like. Listen to your cock, listen to your ass."
Moaning, the boy started to move. He didn't last long as he was trying to fuck as fast as he could. Jacob was moaning as well while his dick was moving inside of André's ass. After only maybe 15 thrusts, André collapsed on me, breathing heavily. He was shooting his load. Jacob, though, had not yet come, and suddenly, I could feel him fucking the boy who was just experiencing an intense orgasm inside of me. But even he couldn't keep up for long. After only a few thrust, he moaned louder and then screamed:
"Oh my god, take it!"
"Hey! What are you doing? I said not to move. I think you really need some kind of punishment!" I heard a yank and André moan. When I looked back, I could see that John had pulled Jacob back and out of the boy. I could see one rope of cum flying out of the pulsating dick, ruining his orgasm.
"Jacob! This isn't the first time you almost ruined our fun. I mean, we invite you because you can take dick. But it's always the same with you. You just don't listen. So, if you want me to invite you the next time we are having our fun come-togethers, you need to listen and do what I tell you to. Don't you agree, guys?"
I heard some noises of agreement from the other students, something like "yeah, he's right" "Show him!"
Jacob was visible shaking while the last dops of cum ran out of his dick. He was still on his knees trying to understand what had happened just now. Slowly, he recovered and looked up at John and saw his stern face clearly unhappy with the situation. And then, he realized that John, who was also the captain of the football team he was on, could make his life hell. So, instead of protesting he looked up and said:
"Fuck... I'm sorry John. I was just so horny and needed to get off. What can I do to make it up?"
"I had planned to watch the two main attractions eat each other out to enjoy all the cum we've dropped into them, but I think you should eat our faggot out and taste all the cum Omar, I, and all the other guys shot deep down his hole while he eats our little boy out."
The visible disgust on his face said everything. I could feel an exhausted André on my back, hugging me from behind. I don't think he had heard anything that just happened. He was just enjoying the orgasm from his first fuck.
"For real? Do I have to? ... For real? Ohh come on! ... Ok, ok, fuck. Ok I'll do it. If you leave me alone."
"Good boy! Hey André, do you want to experience something completely new? Then pull out of him and turn around. It will be glorious, believe me! And I think you know what to do, faggot, don't you?"
I felt André get up. He was still breathing heavily and couldn't talk, but he turned around and got on all fours again. As I saw this, I crawled around to get to his juicy ass. As I pulled his cheeks apart, I could see his rosebud gaping a bit, not really closing, but pulsating with a big glob of thick white cum hanging out of it. I licked it off immediately, running my tongue up between the cheeks and over the bud itself. André was so overwhelmed when he felt my tongue, he slid forward moaning. I started to slowly lick him, rim him, and taste all the cum. The boy was pushing himself on my face clearly enjoying my tongue. And I was loving it as well. He was full of cum, which was slowly being pushed out of his ass. The combination of ass juice and cum tasted really good and made me forget everything else around me again. While André was moaning like crazy, I was pushing my tongue further and further in to taste more of the delicious cum buried deep inside the boy's guts. He let loose and just enjoyed the treatment he was getting, which made it easier for me to push my tongue even further in.
As I was enjoying myself, I suddenly felt another tongue at my crack. It was Jacob who had finally started the task John assigned to him. And from the sensations I was getting, he wasn't enjoying it very much. As his tongue ran along the crack, I could feel him shuddering. After one lick, he moved away:
"He is overflowing with cum, and his hole is gaping so badly that it just flows out. Do I really have to do that? I really don't want to."
"Yes, and now, get going!", replied John
Then I felt his head pushed against my cheeks as John must have slammed him into my crack. He half-heartedly started to lick, but even that felt good as the rough surface of his tongue ran along my well-used sphincter. I even tried to push a little cum out to feed the not-so-dominant jock. After a while of rimming, even Jacob eased into the job a bit. Suddenly, I heard a loud slap and the football player behind me jumped.
"Ouch! What was that for?"
I groaned as his tongue pulled out of my ass, but, at the same time, I tried to get the last drops of cum out of the boy in front of me.
"That was a slap of acknowledgement. In the end, you did quite well. And look, your dick got hard again. I think you enjoyed it. Or was it the humiliation? Haha! Come on, grab your beer, and let's celebrate and finish the evening. It's past midnight already, and all of us have to be at least half awake to attend our classes. We wouldn't want a teacher to punish us, do we..."
All the students laughed, even André, who was still on all fours enjoying my tongue. But then, he slowly slid down until he was resting on his stomach. I think he was done for good now, ready to rest, and I took it as my sign to stop rimming him. I sat down and finally felt the stress of the entire day washing over me. I didn't listen to the jocks chatting and drinking. My head was just empty. After a while, Nils got up and put his empty bottle into the tray. He looked around:
"Hey guys, I'm getting really tired. Are we going to do anything?"
"Me, too!" said Emil, "But I do have an idea! I saw this porn video where a couple of guys stand around and jerk off on a bitch kneeling in the middle. I think it's called bukkake or something..."
"What? That sound hot!", Huy said and the other's made noises of agreement.
Then Felix said: "That's a great idea. I've seen similar videos as well. But let's make it a challenge!"
-------------------------End chapter 31---------------------------
I hope you liked this part. Any more suggestion are always welcome.
And please if you have sex please use condoms and/or PREP to avoid getting STD's. This story is fantasy so there are no repercussions for barebacking.
Thanks to my "pervy new editor" and my other new Editor "J", who helped proofread this chapter. If you have any suggestions, please let me know!