"Unff, unff, oh fuck, holy hell, holy fuck!"
My lacrosse teammate Moose breathed heavily and cursed, squeezing his eyes shut and placing his hands on the back of his head as the plunged his gigantic dripping cock in and out of my hot wet hole.
"Goddamn, Walsh," Moose panted. "Jesus ever-loving Christ."
Positioned behind me in our empty locker room after practice, Moose slapped my ass and then grabbed onto my hips as he began railing me like a bucking stallion. My own hands were placed on the bench running between the lockers, trying to hold on for dear life as that hot dong-master bred me for all I was worth. The guy was insane, built like a fridge, wide as he was tall, with a crazy bulging muscles and a hog that could tear a man in half.
"Fuck this fucking hole is so good," he cried, screwing his face up in ecstasy. "I could fuck it forever."
Despite having just showered, the two of us were covered in sweat, smelling ripe as a couple frat boys after a long night of whiskey shots and bong rips. We'd been the last to finish practice, coming into the locker room after most of our teammates were gone. By the time I was standing opposite him underneath the warm spray of the shower, we had the place entirely to ourselves, with just the steamy tiles and dank scent to keep us company.
I'm honestly not entirely sure how it had started. Moose had been eyeing me as I soaped up my naked jock bod, an adorable and confused expression pressed to his chiseled face. He was definitely a lunkhead if I'm being honest, a real-life himbo, with his crew-cut hair, wide eyes, broad shoulders, and enormous pecs. But some kind of gears seemed to be turning in his brain as he watched me. His colossal uncut schlong had been half-hard as he absentmindedly smeared suds over his crotch and I was pretty sure that his dickhead was wetter than it should have been as it peeked every so slightly out of his foreskin. He kept tugging at his balls and licking his lips, his gaze totally glued to my dripping physique as I slowly turned and washed every corner of my hide.
"You're looking really good, Walsh," he said, his mouth looking like it was tasting the strangeness of complementing a guy. "Like REALLY good!"
For some reason, there hadn't been any towels left so we'd both decided to drip dry in the warm locker room. Moose had stood right next to me, his head towering above mine, his six pack looking particularly cut and sexy as we chatted about nothing in particular. My teammate's cock was, by this point, completely hard, sticking straight up as a coursing stream of ball slobber seeped from its domed tip. His pole was girthy as hell, thicker around than a beer can, and extremely long, probably able to hide a ruler, complete with some amazingly huge nuts hanging a nice distance below. Even though I kind of understood where things were headed, I wasn't entirely sure how to take them there, and was trusting the energies in the room to let me know when the time was right. Apparently, it happened as I bent over to unlock my locker, causing Moose to inhale sharply.
"Holy shit, Walsh," he said. "Your hole is like the hottest thing I've ever seen."
A moment later, he had stuck a big meaty hand on my ass cheeks and was grabbing and squeezing them, mesmerized. I heard him spit on a finger and, the next thing I knew, he was knuckle deep inside my horny keister. I moaned and arched my back, letting him know he'd done right. Turning back, I looked at him with a surprised expression and could see that we were both in kind of a state of shock to find ourselves in this situation. But we did what came naturally and, within a short span, Moose was plowing my brains out with his mountainous mastodong.
"Sweet Jesus," he breathed. "Holy hell."
As the pace of thrusting increased, I looked down between my legs and saw that his balls were rising upward. My chest and abs were covered in a fine sheen of crude dude lube as precum came geysering out of my rock solid dick-end. The sensation of Moose ramming against my prostate was almost too much to bear. He gripped onto my hips ever tighter, the ululation of a fanatic starting to spill from his lips.
"FUCKSHITGODDAMNITHELLMOTHERJESUSSONOFABITCH!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled as he began unloading a crazy helping of hot man cream right into my aching puck.
His ejaculate flooded my hole with enough force that a huge splash came bursting out, dousing Moose's lower half in dong batter. I felt it rain down over my hairy ass, a small pool forming in my lower back as my own orgasm ripped through my body. Convulsing, I shot wave after wave of sticky skeet as Moose continued to cum inside me. Panting, he collapsed down atop me, a goofy grin pressed to his face as his climax slowly subsided.
"I heard a rumor about you, Walsh," Jack said, a day later at my house.
My best friend and I were once again kicking back on the sofa at my place, each of us pretty buzzed from a frat party we'd attended earlier, continuing to knock back beers and blaze joints as we hung out. Jack had taken off his shirt and sat around in his small gym shorts. He was, by now, completely comfortable with me walking around in the nude, which I'd started to do whenever I was home. Lighting a roach, I looked at my best friend's beautiful face.
"What kind of a rumor?" I asked.
He grinned at me with that wicked smile of his. "Just that you've started offering... ah... services to the rest of the team."
I blushed but held his gaze. "Are you talking about what happened with Moose? That was sort of just an accident."
Jack laughed. "What? He just slipped and, oops, his huge dick slipped inside you?"
I laughed along with him to show that everything was chill but felt a small thrill in my chest at the thought that the lacrosse team was talking about my behind. I also couldn't help wondering if Jack had checked out Moose's impressive junk once or twice in the shower.
"Anyway, man," he continued. "I'm happy you're getting so much tail these days. Funny thing is that I thought Moose was straight."
I shrugged my shoulders. "A hole is a hole."
Jack smiled and stuck out his tongue. "That's what they say, eh?" He shifted his legs, rearranging a bump in his crotch. Even though I knew Jack had no interest in sex with me, it made me happy to know I could have some kind of effect on him.
"What about Buck?" he asked. "Doesn't he get jealous?"
Truth be told, I didn't think Buck had it in him for something like that. Sure, we'd finally consummated our physical relationship, but that didn't mean we were going to be exclusive. A part of me somehow knew that my roommate and lover wanted me to be taking all manner of dick as often as possible, and was probably getting off at the thought of what I'd done with Moose. The possibility caused a stirring in my own loins and I felt my asshole twinge ever so slightly.
"Where is Buck right now?" Jack asked, looking around at the dimly-lit space.
"Not sure," I said, popping the top on a frosty bottle. "He likes to keep me on my toes and disappear every once in a while."
Jack cackled and rubbed his hand on my chest. "Look at you bud. Living the fucking life. You're looking sexy as hell and have got hot dong coming in and out of both ends as often as you like. Honestly, I'm starting to get a bit jealous. I haven't had a hint of pussy in weeks."
Heavy curtains of smoke rose around us. My friend once again shifted his legs but this time made no attempt to hide the chub that was growing in his thigh-cut shorts. He sucked at the doobie in his hands and got a conspiratorial look in his sapphire eyes.
"Ok, so I have to know, Walsh: What does it feel like to take a dick in the butt?"
A fluttering sensation swept through my belly as I stared at Jack's supremely-stacked physique. He had a gymnast's bod, lithe but incredibly cut, with muscular biceps, mouthwatering pecs, and a perfect v-line just above his crotch. He was nearly licking his lips in anticipation of what I was going to say.
"Ah, dude, you wouldn't be interested in hearing about that."
He shifted closer to me on the couch. "Why not, bro? I mean, I fucked ass before. Just want to know what it's like on the other end."
There was definitely a bit of tension hanging in the air. Seeking to dissipate it, I waved my hand. "It just feels good. Like, really, really good."
"Like what, man?" His armpits were sending out a grassy scent in my direction. "Like, imagine you've got my dick inside you right now. What does it feel like?"
I had to move, if only so that Jack wouldn't notice my significant half-mast from our conversation. My cock was starting to grow slick from the pre-jizz leaking from its uncut tip. "Umm... I'm gonna go grab some more beer from the fridge," I said, standing and turning my dick away. "Want one?"
Jack's own johnson was tent-polling the crap out of his skimpy shorts. He followed me to the kitchen, his wang wagging in front of him. Even in the low light, I could see that a huge stain of nut sauce was spreading over the fabric of his shorts. His hairy calves looked amazing and his fabric-covered knob stuck so far out that a circus could have been performing under there.
I wasn't entirely sure what to do. Jack had admonished me for coming onto him before but here he was leaking raw prostate milk all over my kitchen and watching me with a hungry look in his eyes. I decided to ignore that, chalking it up to the weed and beer in his bloodstream. My best friend probably just wasn't thinking right. But when I opened the fridge and leaned in to grab another six-pack, I heard Jack gasp.
"Dang, bud," he whispered. "I see what Moose was talking about. Your hole looks SOOOO good. Feels like you're holding out on me, man."
My eyed widened as I felt his hand spreading my cheeks. A rush of air swept across my puck, followed by the wet sensation of Jack's long soft tongue.
"Fuck, bro," he said after a lick. "You taste good, too."
By the point I was totally lost, barely able to figure out if I should stop Jack's advances or just go along with what was happening. Apparently, my body decided for me because I just arched my back as my erstwhile straight friend began sending his wet tongue deeper into my tight hole. A moan escaped my lips, causing Jack to slap my ass appreciatively as he shoved his nose further into my crack. Flabbergasted, I felt him grab my hard cock and jack my dripping shaft, playing me like a rusty trombone.
"Oh my god, Jack," I said. "That's amazing!"
After rimming me for a good long while, Jack pushed down my hips so that I was sitting before him on the kitchen floor. With his crotch at my eye-level, he shucked off his straining shorts, allowing his colossal dong to smack me several times in the face. I cried out in ecstasy as his unprocessed dick honey smeared over my features, barely able to believe that I was actually face to face with his magnificent pecker. I'd fantasized so many times about being in a position just like this and was finding it even more amazing than in my imagination.
"Go ahead, dawg," he said to me, looking at me lovingly from above. "Let's see how you do with this beast."
Of course, deep-throating was by this point my forte and I wasted no time in shoving that massive monster as far into my gullet as possible. Jack's johnson tickled my tonsils as he railed me like a pro, breathing heavily as he bred my face and telling me that no girl had ever managed to blow him as expertly as I was now. His lewd ball liquor tasted like peat and citrus pith, with a sweet undertone reminding me that Jack consumed a lot of pineapple. My spirit soared to a place beyond sense as he plowed past my lips with his ridonkulus schlong.
Jack grabbed me up to him and planted a sweet kiss on my lips before pushing me over to the living room. While butterflies flapped in my stomach, I let myself be led over to the couch, where Jack threw my upper body over the armrest and went back to eating my ass. Moaning, I stuffed a knuckle into my mouth as his superb tongue opened me up and reached deeper and deeper into my rear chute. Ball sauce was coursing out of my dickhead as Jack's fingers pried apart my butt cheeks. Finally, he slapped my ass one more time and then sat down on the couch.
"Get up on this thing," he said, jacking his enormous uncut wang, which glistened in the dim light of the living room.
I didn't need to be told twice, immediately squatting down over Jack's superlative prize and sending it straight into my fundament. Within seconds, I had swallowed his dinosaur-size dong to the root with my aching hole, pressing my cheeks to his balls as I sat in his lap facing outward on the couch. My best friend traced his fingers up and down my hot jock bod while caressing my major uncut prong, which leaked tons of precum as I rode his magnificent fuck stick. I stuck my nose into my own armpit, inhaling with zest the head-spinning scent of my BO.
"Fuck yeah, bro," he said, banging me from below with his beautiful banana.
In the next moment, a hulking shadow was suddenly standing in the open doorjamb of the living room. Jack and I froze at the sight of my roommate Buck sporting a gigantic erection and his enigmatic antler crown, watching us with his glowing green eyes. Lost in my sex- and weed-crazed state, I tried to remember: Had Buck been home this whole time, listening to our crazy carousing? Or had he come in at some point without the two of us noticing? Nervous tickles spread through my sides as I waited to see how Jack would react to being spied on by this gorgeous god.
For his part, Buck acted natural, sauntering towards us in a casual way while raising a large blunt to his lips. In its orange light, we could see his amazingly hairy chest, with its incredible brawny muscles, those sensational tattoos, and that luxurious happy trail leading to his bushy crotch. Buck's cock was as breathtaking as ever, just about the largest shiska-knob imaginable, so big it could have its own zip code, swinging wildly in front of him as he approached. Jack was mesmerized by that hypnotic hyper-schlong, his eyes tracking back and forth every time it moved and anointed the carpet with its ever-gushing organic ointment. Buck brought his beast right up to my best friend's face, placed his hands on the back of Jack's head, and whapped him five times across the nose.
"Ungghhh," Jack moaned, totally enraptured by Buck's rock-hard dong. Nut juice was painted across my best friend's face as we all looked back and forth at one another. Each of us appeared quite surprised to find ourselves in this tripartite configuration.
Jack reached up a hand and pulled back Buck's luscious foreskin, his eyes entirely ensorcelled at the sight of such a phenomenal prize. My best friend opened his mouth and, ever so slowly, allowed my roommate to place his stupendous dickhead within. By this point, I had started instinctively fucking myself on Jack's prong again, watching euphorically as he began sucking Buck's dick and feeling radiations of pleasure spread from my ass to the rest of my physique. Jack, of course, wasn't exactly the most experienced dong swallower and was only able to accept the first few inches of Buck's preposterous prick into his maw. Still, he groaned and closed his eyes as that comically-cosmic cock sunk further inside him and dripped delectable ball liquor down his throat. I could smell Buck's pre-semen on Jack's breath, and brought my nose closer to Buck's hide to take a huge whiff of his astonishing scent.
Pretty soon, the three of us were going at it in earnest, with Jack's massive wang smashing my insides at a steady pace as Buck drove ever more of his King Kong dong into my best friend's throat. Tears were streaming from Jack's eyes and I could hear him choking just a little bit, but he took that assault like a champ, clearly loving the sensation of being stuffed by Buck's bazooka. My roommate even managed to buck his hips just the tiniest bit, sending his insane organ in and out of Jack's lips and allowing his massive nuts to smack Jack a few times on the chin. I was in the highest heaven from being surrounding by these two virile deities, a ridiculous river of dick sauce flinging forth from my cock and coating us all in its amazing spray.
Buck actually managed to bottom out in Jack's throat, pressing his humungous prick all the way down to the hilt, stretching out Jack's lips with his mighty shaft, and shoving his nutsac against Jack's face. My best friend almost turned blue but cried out ecstatically. And when Buck pulled all the way out, Jack immediately caught his breath and then dove his mouth right back onto that dripping dick, sending it as far down into his gullet as he could. Buck and I made eye contact and my roommate gave me a devilish grin, tapping me on the shoulder and motioning for me to rise. While I hated losing the incredible feeling of Jack's cock in my fired-up hole, I trusted Buck to have a plan.
With Jack still corked in the front by Buck's colossal erection, I followed my roommate's indications and positioned myself crouching before Jack on the couch. Buck bade me to pick up Jack's hairy legs, exposing the pink ring of his tight puck. For a second, I hesitated, thinking that Jack might be fine sucking dick, but any more than that was sure to bring him back to his straight boy senses. Then I wondered what straight boy ass tasted like and dove in to find out.
"Ffffckkkkk!" Jack cried, stuffed full of dong in the mouth as my tongue found its way into his amazing hole. Eating his butt was an astonishing experience, delectable and extraordinary, Jack's most intimate orifice opening itself up to my ardent lingual exploration. He tasted great and my nose was enjoying the scent of his stinky balls as I rimmed the hell out of him, two athletic men just getting to feel every delightful inch of one another. I pulled back and spit on his sphincter, then shoved my entire tongue inside my best friend's crack.
After that, there was no going back, as I felt Jack's muscles unraveling beneath my ravenous ass munching. Without thinking, I stood and the end of my crazy hard cock immediately met the small snug pocket hidden between his cheeks. Jack looked at me with a mixed-up expression, fear and amazement and pure rapturous bliss all jumbled together, but managed to nod ever so slightly as Buck continued fucking his fore-end. In my head, I remembered Jack asking me what it was like to take a dick. Here was his chance to find out. My best friend's ass accepted my considerable uncut dong with barely any complaint, my cock and shaft already incredibly slick with dude fluid that lubricated my way into his phenomenal hole. Using my hands, I spread his hircine legs apart and sank straight down to the balls. My forehead came to rest against Jack's, my lips pressing against Buck's supremely-thick pole, as I began eagerly plowing my best friend in the butt.
Buck looked upon this spectacle with a rhapsodic grin, sliding his enormous dick from Jack's mouth and coming around behind me. I could tell that he wanted to reward me for bringing this otherwise straight dude into our sexual escapades and a tiny rational voice inside me remembered that my roommate had once said he wasn't in the business of changing people's sexualities. But that part of me was soon swept away as Buck's ludicrous organ began sinking its way into my back end, reaching its root almost instantly. He started fucking me in earnest with that gargantuan gonzo dong, plowing my asshole with its celestial dimensions. His thrusts were transferred via my dick to Jack's soft puck, the three of us enjoying each other's bodies to the fullest. Jack's legs were pressed up against his chest as I got reamed lucky Pierre style by Buck's incredible banana-rang. My cock went in and out of my best friend's amazing hole, the pace set by my roommate's unparalleled screwing, which repeatedly sent his exceptional fuck stick into my own ass.
Jack achieved his nut first, a spectacular hands-free orgasm that caused his face to scrunch up as he howled and expelled a ginormous stream of cum into the air. Thick, creamy ropes of boy batter geysered over and over from his pulsing dick tip, covering his face and neck and pecs before globbing all over my own features. Aroused beyond all measure, I pressed my nose right into Jack's armpit and inhaled his breathtaking stank. The natural intoxicant combined with Jack's incredible anal spasms to send me over the edge. Climaxing, I pumped his ass full of savory spooge before pulling out and propelling great sheets of white skeet over the two of us, which dripped into every crack of our muscled-up bodies. My own butt convulsions must have triggered Buck, because my roommate began roaring as he fucked me. I felt his titanic dick twitching wildly as a fountain of jizm sailed up my keister. For his part, Buck remained inside me, sending a copious amount of his hot cream injection into my rear tunnel, wave after wave of sticky nut substance that flooded my butt and came gushing out to pool in the place where my roommate's hips met mine.
Spent, I collapsed on top of Jack, kissing his soft lips while feeling the continuing pangs of Buck's still-hard dong slowly subsiding inside my puck. My beautiful roommate leaned his entire bodyweight on me and whispered into my ear:
"You're the most powerful person I've ever met, Walsh. I think it's time we explored what else we can do with you."
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