Dalton was one of 3 redheads at the event. Marcus found him sitting in a hammock. He silently contemplated things before deciding on the plan of action. He went straight up to Dalton and dropped between his legs
"Hi Dalton," Dalton was a little thing, with glasses on. If they were still in school, he'd be immediately pegged as a geek.
"H-hi," Marcus began to massage the applicants dick remembering the impressive credentials. Dalton had sought them out and applied. He was a bit shy, but if Marcus could get him to open up he had the feeling that he could turn him out.
"You've been having a good time so far?" He continued to massage and even began to rub his fingers along the inside of Dalton's thigh sending shivers through his body.
"Mmmmmmhmm," he moaned as Marcus followed his finger tips with his tongue.
"That's good," Marcus whispered. He looked at the precum spot on the white briefs and smiled before dipping his head to suck at it. He sucked the nectar through the fabric and began to saturate the underwear with his saliva, licking and sucking at the growing beast beneath it.
"Well," Marcus sighed, "Seems like you need to come out of those," he patted Dalton's leg. Dalton stood and slowly slipped the briefs off causing his cock to swing out from it's position, close to his body, and slap Marcus on the cheek. A drop of precum stuck to Marcus's face and a small string connected his cheek to the angry cock tip.
"Sss-sorry" Dalton stuttered. Marcus smiled up at him before devouring as much of it as possible. Dalton gasped and grasped at his head. Marcus shifted his gaze up as he checked his gag reflex and slowly began to work the rest of Dalton's 8 ½ inches into his mouth. He had a simple method to his madness. Tackle the two biggest dicks in the house and, let the chips fall where they may. Once the others got a glimpse it would be hard to let a good thing like these cocks go.
With his lips, Marcus massaged Dalton's shaft, remembering all the tricks of the trade. He pulled at the small balls below, and continued to work the shaft until he found himself at the ginger roots. He swallowed a few times, looking up as Dalton writhed under his techniques. Slowly he pulled back off, taking a few deep breaths and swirling his tongue around the tip. He pulled completely off, and waved the dick around by the balls before speaking,
"Why don't you sit back down," he directed. As Dalton lowered himself onto the hammock Marcus shook his head,
"The rock," he said jerking his head towards a nearby rock. Dalton stepped out of his briefs and made his way to the rock as Marcus surveyed the surrounding men. A few were stroking each other, while two were sucking on others. Most of the eyes in the room though, were on them. Marcus began slowly scrolling through the faces, names and stats as he went back over to Dalton and began going down on his throbbing pole. He knew his course of action and pulled off of Dalton's pole to pay attention to his ginger dusted balls. They were so small, he could fit both in his mouth, which he did as he lovingly stroked Dalton's dick. He heard no moan, but looked up to find Dalton with a mouthful thick, hefty, Slavic balls. Sagiv, had happened upon the scene.
Dalton lowered his back to the rock and after Sagiv mounted the rock and squatted down over his face begin again to swath his balls in spit. Marcus continued his magic, stroking and sucking. He finally spit out Dalton's balls to bury his nose and tongue into his perineum. Dalton moaned on Sagiv's balls causing him to growl. Marcus continued to stroke, and probe for a while before licking down, while pushing Dalton's knees up towards his chest. Finally, he found his target.
Marcus swathed the rosebud in spit before probing teasingly at it. He could hear Dalton whimpering above him for a few minutes before Sagiv pointed his cock down and began to feed him it. Dalton nursed on it as Marcus forced the tip of his tongue into his hole. They stayed that way for a while, Dalton being fucked by a Russian fuck stick at one end and a talented tongue at the end before Marcus gave his cock a stroke and patted his side,
"Hands and knees," he instructed. Dalton wasted no time spitting Sagiv out and flipping his body over to his hands and knees, arching his back and presenting his hole for inspection. Marcus smiled as he parted the pale cheeks and begin to lick the crack from top to bottom. He heard a moan and paused to watch Sagiv again feed Dalton his fuck stick. There was a moment as all present watched Sagiv place one hand on his hip and the other in the forest of red hair and slowly fuck Dalton's face, rotating his hips back and pulling the thick piece of meat out before sliding it all back in, and resting his large balls on Dalton's chin.
Marcus reached down, and begn to milk at Dalton's straining, forgotten cock, eliciting a moan from him. As Dalton moaned around Sagiv's pole, Sagiv growled, and let out a string of Russian. Marcus dipped down and ran his tongue from the tip of Dalton's long cock , up, past his balls, across his perineum, into his crack around his rosebud, and all the way up and out of the crack. He then placed his left hand on Dalton's ass, spreading apart his cheeks and the other on his cock, slowly stroking it. With his large hands, Marcus slowly began to force his thumb into Dalton's hole, while licking at the base of his cock, his balls, and perineum.
Dalton pushed back when the thumb was in. After slowly fucking him with that for a while, Marcus began to tease Dalton by massaging the sensitive lips with his other thumb. Dalton pushed back hard, moaning around Sagiv's cock, prompting Marcus to ease a second thumb into Dalton's ass. He'd read Dalton's admission of being a cock slut but, now he could feel just how much of one he was.
Dalton's ass was clamping and massaging at Marcus's thumbs as if milking a cock. Marcus began to push around at the walls, opening him up slowly. He scanned the wall, looking for a face he'd seen earlier,
"Juan," he called to the ripped Hispanic, who was getting his cock sucked by Chad. After slowly pulling a thumb out of Dalton's ass he motioned Juan over. He replaced the thumb with another finger, leaving one hand free. He cast a glance back at Sagiv who was speeding up his pistoning into Dalton's mouth,
"I'm going to fuck you before the weekend is over," He said menacingly, driving his cock into Dalton's waiting hot mouth. Marcus smiled as Sagiv held his gaze, his hips steadily pistoning, and gaining steam. When Juan was in range, Marcus caught on to his cock, and began to stroke it.
"So, you've been having a good night?" He asked, finger fucking Dalton with one hand and stroking Juan with the other, ever the gracious host. Juan laughed at the question, a deep laugh that Marcus felt through his cock. It was normal sized, not to big, or thick, or short, or, thin. It was fuck size.
"Yeah, a pretty good night, the dessert was amazing!" he joked.
"Well," Marcus smiled, "I'll have to give your compliments to the chef," he said before dropping and while still fingering Dalton, sucked on Juan's stick for a while.. Although it was a perfect fuck stick, Marcus found it to be an awkward suck. It was too long just to suckle on but when he went to deep throat it, the didn't feel much go down. After a few minutes, he pulled off, and led Juan to the hole, removing his finger. He let go and stood back to watch the two go at it. Juan stopped and looked at him,
"I like when others handle my equipment," He smiled. Marcus nodded and went around behind Juan, taking ahold of his penis.. Slowly he placed one hand on Dalton's back to steady him from the trembles that Sagiv was sending through his body with every thrust. With the other hand, he slowly let Juan's member into Dalton's waiting pink hole. He pushed his still clothed hips into Juan's, causing his cock to slowly sink into Dalton eliciting a moan.. An idea came up for later, but he filed it away as Juan leaned his head back onto his shoulder, and caught his ear lope in his teeth. Marcus moaned for the first time of the night.
Looking down Juan's body he found that Juan was now buried to the root. Taking Juan's hands he placed them on Dalton's hips, and Juan immediately begin to slowly pull out, grinding back into Marcus's crotch. There was an immediately response as the blood began to pump. Juan pulled out, not looking, all the way until only his tip was still inside of Dalton, while still nibbling on Marcus's ear lobe.
He had a steel grip on Dalton so when Dalton tried to push back, he couldn't. Marcus moaned again, and Dalton moaned around Sagiv, who was slowing at the front. After a Russian curse, Marcus opened his eyes, to find Sagiv's blue ones piercing into him.
"You're still going?" Marcus asked genuinely surprised. Sagiv stopped, and looked down, pulling his cock from Dalton's mouth. He shrugged,
"Yeah, I come when I want," he aimed his cock up and offered his balls to Dalton, who began to lap at them. "Do you want me to come now?" Sagiv asked with a smile. Juan let the lobe drop and reached back to grab Marcus's hips,
"Tell me when to go, don't keep this poor boy waiting," he whispered. Marcus glanced down to find that Juan was in the same position they'd been in a few minutes ago. He slowly pushed his hips forward, prompting Juan's cock to bury itself again in Dalton's hole. The mental timer clicked in his head. Entirely too much time! He thought, and motioned Wayne over, who had only recently walked over. After rubbing a hand over his tattoos, he moved and placed Wayne directly behind Juan.
"Well guys, it's been fun, but I have a few things to check up on,"