Who I Did Last Summer

Who I Did Last Summer

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On to the fun part...

= = =

Professor Jones would be expecting my essay by the end of the week. I wasn't having trouble trying to decide what to include, I was having trouble deciding how much to include and how to get it finished while I jerked off reliving the summer and relieving the tension of getting it typed. The fucking awesome events of the last three months were spinning in my head, but were being overtaken by images of my prof reading through the essay, the bulge in his jeans growing until he couldn't ignore it any longer and just had to take his dick out and stroke it...

You can see how easily I get distracted by dick. And not just imagining the ones I wanted to suck, but the ones I've already pleasured. I've got cock on the brain, although I prefer it shoved in one hole or the other.

I wondered if any of the other guys in the third-year creative writing class was sitting in his dorm room writing an essay like mine, stroking his cock as he wrote about real or imagined encounters? I could picture a few of them doing just that. Jake would be stroking that big cock of his for sure. He was almost as big a gloryhole fan as I was, which I knew from direct experience. We had met at the gloryholes at the adult video place near campus about halfway through freshman year, and swapped stories ever since. Our last encounter wouldn't make it into the essay, as it had happened within an hour of me getting back to campus, but the time before that was definitely in the story.

I'd seen Murray in the showers at the gym last year, after he transferred in at the start of sophomore year, but had yet to see him in action. I imagined he was as big a "grower" as I am, and imagined him sliding it through the glory hole in the library basement washroom, feeding it to me inch by inch. Koji didn't seem interested, but the bulge in his jeans was definitely worth pursuing. Tarek was in the same category. I had seen him in a very tight T-shirt last spring, but that was it.

"Fuck," I thought to myself, "I'm never going to finish at this rate."

To be frank, I wasn't sure this essay was what Professor Jones was looking for when he asked us to write about our summer break, but I did love the thought of the shock value. He had told us that "the subject matter is not as relevant as your story telling skills", and I hoped he was serious about that.

"OK," I said out loud, "back the essay!"

= = = Who I Did Last Summer

Towards the end of the winter term, I had no idea that my summer would turn out the way it did. I was ignoring the reality of what the summer would bring. While my scholarships covered the school year, there was nothing for the summer and I hadn't lined up a job or a place to live. My magical thinking was that everything would work out, which somehow actually turned out to be the case.

Trying to avoid studying for finals and always drawn back to the quiet washroom in the library basement, I had given in and was on my knees in my favourite stall.

I felt the cock in my mouth stiffen even more as the partition of the toilet stall started to vibrate. The owner of the cock must be pressed against the partition and is shaking in anticipation of dumping his cum load down my throat. I deep throated him again while my hand worked his smooth nut sac. They were pulled up tighter now, giving me another sign that my reward would soon be coating my mouth and throat. Sure enough, I heard a strangled cry and the cock head flared even more.

My tongue was pressed on the cum tube protruding along the underside of his amazing cock, and I could feel it swell and swear I could feel the cum travelling up to the head of his cock. The first volley blasted into my mouth and went right down my throat. I pulled back a bit to catch then next few shots, coating his swollen cock head and my mouth. His cum took away all of the friction and his slick cock slid easily in and out of my mouth. Never far enough that his precious cum might land on the floor, but far enough for my lips to be pressed against the flaring head at the top of the stroke.

After a few more, less powerful shots, he started to calm down. The partition wasn't shaking any longer and I heard a long sigh followed by "Oh fuck man... that was awesome."

He might think we were finished, but he would be wrong. I love sucking cocks after they shoot. The cum makes them so slick and their cocks start to get a little spongy after being so rigid while getting to their point of no return. His ball sac was also loosening up a bit, allowing me to gently roll his nuts around in the sac, which was wet with my spit and a bit of his precum.

I didn't pull back, and he must have realized what I wanted as he didn't pull away either. I continued to nurse his cock, feeling the last few tremors of his orgasm fade. The only sound in the washroom was me working his cock. The slick sucking sounds bouncing off the tile walls and the marble partitions of the washroom.

Gently I continued to work his softening cock. I was fully aware of sensitive many guys get as soon as they shoot and didn't want to do anything that would get him to pull back before I could enjoy him for a few minutes longer. There was nothing that could disturb me now...

Bzzzz, Bzzz, Bzzz. Fuck who is trying to call me now?

Bzzz, Bzzz, Bzzz. At least I had turned the ringtone off before I came in here. The last thing you want is for a ringing phone to interrupt that wonderful post-orgasmic glow.

Bzzz, Bzzz, Bzzz. At least it would go to voice mail now. First things first. My tongue continued to roll the head of his cock around in my mouth.

"Wow," a disembodied voice from the next stall said, "that was awesome dude. I needed that. Fucking finals gets me so worked up." He gently pulled back and I could see his amazing cock getting packed back into the owner's 501's.

"Anytime, buddy," I whispered back through the now vacant gloryhole, "I'm here most afternoons, and on and off through finals."

"Will definitely remember that. Thanks again."

With that he unlatched the stall door and disappeared, leaving me in the next stall on my knees with my throbbing cock dripping precum on the floor. I heard the inner door creak open, and then the outer door. The only sound now was my breathing and the gentle humming sound of the HVAC system.

"How many does that make today?" I silently asked myself. "Four. Five if you count the guy that got freaked out by some phantom noise and left before he could shoot. Well six if you count the guy that blew his nut in 30 seconds." I chuckled to myself. They all counted.

Bz, Bz, Bz, Bz. There was the voicemail message. I'd get to that later. It was still early and I was sure I'd get a few more loads before I headed back to the dorm for whatever mystery they were serving for dinner.

Bzzz, Bzzz, Bzzz. Another call? I couldn't recall the last time I'd had two back-to-back calls.

Bzzz, Bzzz, Bzzz. I pulled out my phone, but didn't recognize the number. I declined the call and looked through the hole again. "Next," I said out loud.

Bz, Bz, Bz, Bz. Damn I'm popular today.

I got up to stretch my legs a bit, well, and stroke my cock. That last cock had been fantastic and I could still taste his delicious load.

It wasn't long before I heard the outer door creak open, and then the inner door. I wondered again if some of the maintenance staff knew what was going on and left it the way it was, or if they never came down here and didn't know it creaked. My fantasies of men in uniform led me to believe they knew exactly what was happening, and took advantage whenever they could.

I sat down on the toilet and waited to see what the new guy would do. He came slowly past the stalls and stopped in front of mine, trying to peer through the crack between the door and the frame. When he saw the stall was occupied, he went right to the stall next door and closed the door.

I could hear him undoing his pants, but couldn't see much from my vantage point. I leaned forward a little to see if he was interested in playing. I could see him stroking his half hard cock, facing right at the hole. Bingo.

Sliding off the toilet and onto my knees I leaned in close to the gloryhole, opened my mouth and slid out my tongue. Both of us were obviously here for the same thing and not wasting any time getting to it. The coy foot tapping and other games were sometimes fun, but time was pressing at the end of term and a quick and uncomplicated blow job was often just the thing.

The hole was big enough that I could see through from my vantage point. He had pulled his pants down further with his free hand, and his cock was now almost completely hard. I licked my lips, giving him the last cue he needed.

Stepping forward he slid the head of his cock through to my side of the hole. I leaned in to take it in my mouth. As soon as my lips were wrapped around his cock head, he slid it through further, allowing me to take a few more inches into my mouth.

I went into full cock sucker mode. This guy obviously knew what he wanted and from the lack of games was ready for it and might not have a lot of time.

I went to town, licking and sucking the part of his cock I could reach from my side of the hole. I used my fingers to reach through and caress the underside of his shaft, but couldn't reach as far as his trimmed nut sac. This was going to be good.

"Love watching you suck," he whispered, just loud enough for me to hear over my sucking.

"Mmmmm," I replied, humming the head of his cock, making it throb even harder.

He pushed in further, driving his cock to the back of my throat. I held my ground and gladly took as much of his hard cock as I could. I held my head still while he pumped in and out. My tongue caressed the underside on each stroke and pushed his cock against the roof of my mouth raking the sensitive head across it on each stroke.

"Yeah," he said, "that's it. Fuck this looks hot. Love watching my cock slide in and out of your lips."

I pressed my face against the partition so that my lips would be fully visible on his side of the partition. A real-life fleshlight against the hole in the partition.

Shifting his weight from side to side he slid his cock in and out at different angles, getting different pressure on each stroke. This guy really knew what he wanted. I hoped what he wanted was to feed me a load of hot white cum.

He gripped the top of the partition to get better leverage. His cock slid in further on each stroke and soon my lips could feel his trimmed pubes and then his pubic bone. He had his whole cock buried down my throat.

Holding it in place I could feel it swell in my throat. I didn't pull back, but was glad when he did.

"Awesome, dude," he said, "not many can take the whole thing."

I had pulled off to take a bit of a break and catch my breath. He leaned against the partition and shoved his whole cock through the hole. I could see what he meant now. I wrapped both hands around it and stroked while I marveled at it. I needed to see the guy attached to this cock, needed to look up at him while he fed me and have him grip my head as he face fucked me.

Throwing caution aside I said, "Come in here with me. Let me suck you properly."

"Not sure, dude," he said, "that's a bit dangerous, isn't it?"

"No one but guys like us come in here. I've been here for a while and not been interrupted."

Guess that was all his `little head' needed to hear to decide. He pulled back and I could see him bending over to pull up his pants far enough to be able to walk. He opened the stall door and shuffled to mine.

Leaning over, I unlatched my door and opened it up for him. He looked like a god standing there framed by the stall door opening. His shirt front was up over his head, so that all that was covered were his shoulders. The broad muscular chest with a beautiful fan of dark hair spread between the covered shoulders. The hair narrowed at the bottom of his rib cage, and spread out a bit across his stomach before getting denser at his navel and treasure trail down to his magnificent cock.

One of his hands gripped at the waist of his jeans while the other was pointing the head of his cock right at me. I moved back as far as I could to allow him into the stall. He had turned sideways to get the door closed but his hard cock stuck out too far to get the door closed. He pulled it up against his abs to swing the door closed. With the door closed and latched, and turned to face me, letting go of his pants.

Sliding them down his thick, hairy thighs, I leaned in to lick the underside of his cock head, while looking up at his face. The dirty grin on his face told me he was enjoying this as much as I was. We stayed in that position for what seemed like five minutes, but was likely closer to 20 seconds before his hands reached for my head and slid my face down on his rock-hard cock.

He spread his feet as far as he could with his pants at his ankles and pumped his cock in and out of my mouth as he held my head in place. I loved being used like this and got into the rhythm he set. As my head was in his hands I didn't need to use them for balance, so I ran them up and down his thighs, feeling the muscles clench and unclench as he stroked in my mouth.

One hand ran up to his furry chest while the other grabbed his balls and tugged gently on the sac.

I was in pig heaven and he was obviously in the zone too. I wasn't sure how long he would last, but I couldn't decide if I wanted him to nut quickly or continue to fuck my face.

"Fuck, you look so hot sucking my cock," he said, "take it cock sucker."

I just looked up at him and shoved my face down on his cock. One hand continued to work his nut sac, pulling slightly and using my finger to rub across his taint on each down stroke. The other continued to wander but was now gripping his muscular ass. Like the other muscles I could feel his ass tensing and flexing with each stroke. I worked my hand further around, my finger tips working into his hairy ass trench. I couldn't reach quite far enough, so pulled my hand back and worked my arm between his thighs.

This new position gave me good access to his ass trench, and my middle finger worked closer and closer to his hot, hairy hole.

"Keep doing that and I'm going to blow," he said. I redoubled my efforts.

His nut sac was tightening up and his movements were less fluid and becoming more jerky. His head was bent forward and his shoulders turned in as he bent his knees and started humping his cock up into my mouth. Bending his knees gave me better access to his ass and I could feel the hairy skin give way to the smooth moist skin of his pucker. Bingo. I rubbed up and down over his hole in time with his strokes.

His legs started to quake and the grip on my head tightened. I knew he was close and was ready for his cum.

"Fuck dude," he said, "fuck... fuck... fuck. Here is comes."

He froze, the only part of him moving were his quaking legs and his cock, which seemed to grow even larger and stiffer before erupting in my mouth. He had pulled back so that all that in my mouth was the head of his cock. The first blast was huge and seemed to almost fill my mouth.

I groaned at the delicious taste of his cum. The next few shots definitely filled my mouth and I reluctantly swallowed most of his load. He was letting more of his cock slide into my mouth on each shot, and now held still.

His grip relaxed, and I could suckle his cock, coaxing out the last of his load. I savoured the taste and texture of the load and his cock as he started to come down off his high.

Letting go of my head he reached up to grab the top of the partitions on either side of the stall. I looked up at his magnificent body, now covered with a sheen of sweat that made him glisten in the light of the room. My hands continued to gently work his ass and ball sac. I didn't want to let him go.

He took one hand off the partition and motioned for me to stop.

I froze, holding his balls in one hand and the head of his cock in my mouth.

"Too sensitive," he said. I knew the feeling and held still, breathing through my nose.

"Fuck man," he said, "I absolutely needed that."

Finally letting his cock slip out of my mouth, I said "You did. That was one awesome load. When did you last shoot?"

"Been two days. Cramming for an exam."

He relaxed and pulled the shirt back over his head, and then pulled up his jeans. I sat back on my haunches basking in the casual motions that were so sexy.

"I'd love to do this again some time," I said.

"Here," he said, "give me your number." He pulled out his phone and motioned at me. Pulling out mine, we exchanged details.

"Message me anytime," I said.

"Will do."

He turned to open the door and I got a full rear view. He filled out those jeans very well.

Exiting the washroom, I heard the two doors creak, and then silence. A few seconds later the door creaked again. I was still coming down from my encounter.

I managed to get back up onto the toilet when the stall door opened on the other side of the glory hole.

"Dude," he said, "did you just suck off Jake Jones?"

"If you mean the guy that just left, then yeah."

"Lucky bastard," he replied, "I've been trying to time it with him for ages now. He the only one today or have you been a naughty boy?"

"I've been naughty." We both laughed.

"Naughty enough that you need to get off?"

"Naw. More of a cock hound. Will get off later."

"Well, let me know if need a hand, or a mouth... or an ass." We both laughed.

Perry had been trying to suck me off for a while now. Too bad we were both total bottoms because he was hot.

"Will take a rain check today. Gotta get back my studies. Been pretty active in here today. Hope the action continues for you."

"Thanks."

Packing my still semi-hard, dripping cock back into my jeans, I could see Perry watching through the hole. The always hopeful Perry would get some action after I left, but my load was for me.

Leaving the washroom and Perry behind, the doors creaked closed after me. Making my way back through the corridors of the lower level of the library I could still taste Jake's load and grinned at my luck. He certainly was a stud, and now that I had his contact info, we could set something up for later.

Opening my phone to check his details reminded me I had a couple of messages waiting. They were both from the same number, which I still didn't recognize.

"You have two new messages. First message: `Hey there Jason. Kyle here. Remember me? We met at your brother's wedding. Anyway, give me a call when you can. Have an interesting offer for a summer job for you. Later.'"

I definitely remembered Kyle!

"Second message: `Hey Jason, Kyle again. Really need to talk soon. Have to sort out details and really need your help with this. Sounds cryptic, but we can talk more later.'"

It did sound cryptic, but Kyle was a hottie, so I'd definitely give his idea some thought, particularly if it involved a job for the summer. I called him back on my way back to the dorm, and we had a good chat. He had a great idea that would solve quite a few of my problems. The only catch was being out in the country, a good two hours from the city, which was not my natural habitat. I'd go up and see for myself the day after my last exam, and based on the hardon in my pants the idea was likely going to work out.

= = =

The last week of term and my exams were a grind. High anxiety, over caffeination and lack of opportunities for sex were a combination I didn't really enjoy, but I did feel that I ended the term in a good place.

As I packed up, I realized that I had been thinking about Kyle's idea a lot, and had some ideas to make things even better. No clue what would actually come of it, but the offer of room and board and some mad money in return for helping him out, plus spending time with him became more and more irresistible.

Loading what little I owned in my car, I headed north. The drive was pleasant enough, but the further I got from the city the more doubt started creeping in. Was this idea going to work? Was Kyle dreaming in Technicolor? Would I really go through with everything we had discussed?

Pulling off the new major highway and onto the older, now bypassed highway, I could see that the shift of traffic to the new highway had had some negative impacts. Quite a few of the businesses were either up for sale or looked to be in rough shape. About ten minutes later I arrived at the little "town" where Kyle lived.

Town was a kind name for the place. Essentially the place existed because it was where a secondary highway into cottage country met the former main highway at the confluence of two lakes. The town consisted of a row of houses and businesses between the highway and the beach of North Lake, with Kyle's garage at the corner, and the marina across the street providing access to South Lake. A few houses dotted both sides of the roads, but other than that it was a very sleepy place.

Turning onto the road headed between the lakes I crossed the bridge and then left into the first driveway as instructed. Kyle's house was set back from the road and faced the town beach. It was an easy walk to the garage.

Kyle greeted me warmly with a big bear hug.

"Season is just getting started. Are you looking forward to a hot summer?"

"Yeah," I replied, hoping my nervousness wasn't coming through.

"Hey! Don't worry Jason. We are going to have an awesome time."

I guess my nervousness was coming through. I calmed down a bit as I unloaded my stuff and we carried it into the house and up to the room I'd be using for the summer. The house was amazing. My room was on the second floor, with a veranda that wrapped around the corner, over top of the main floor veranda. After settling in a bit, I headed downstairs and met Kyle in the kitchen.

"Come on, let's get over to the garage. Billy has been looking after things, but it could be busy this afternoon."

= = =

I wasn't sure what I had expected when Kyle had told me his plan. Essentially, he was secretly billing his gas station as a "full-service center" which included a gloryhole for customers that wanted a blow job while they had their car gassed up or serviced. It seemed a pretty unusual way to try and get back some of the traffic that had moved to the big highway service centers when the new highway opened, but it did sound like a fun way for me to suck my way through summer.

One of the former storage rooms had been converted to create four small rooms with gloryholes that connected to a slightly larger room, which was a cock pig's idea of heaven. The cock sucker room was just large enough for two gloryholes on one wall and two on the opposite wall. A small stool was in the corner under a coat hook. Kyle had opened the door at the back of his office and motioned me in. When he closed the door, the dim light let me see into the four connecting rooms.

Motion caught my eye as a body moved past one of the gloryholes. The apparently naked body moved back into view. I peeled off my t-shirt and hung it on the hook on the back of the door, and stripped down my shorts, toeing off my sneakers and getting down on my knees. From the vantage point on my knees, I could clearly see that the guy in the adjoining booth was naked. I could see him from mid-chest to knees, including the beautiful cock he was slowly stroking.

I reached out and ran two fingers along the bottom edge of the hole, and was rewarded as the guy stepped forward and pressed against the partition. I looked up to see hand holds conveniently cut in the wall, allowing the guy to hold on and press his cock through the hole without worrying about losing balance.

There would be plenty of time to check out the rest of the features later. Right now, I just wanted to suck the cock in front of me. The cock bobbed slightly in time with his heartbeat and a drop of precum was getting ready to drip off the end. Licking it up before it was wasted, I heard by booth buddy moan appreciatively. My lips wrapped around his dick head and my tongue spread his precum all over it. He moaned again.

His body was pressed against the wall, so I had full access to his cock and balls and could set the pace. I caressed his hairy nut sac and ran three fingers along the underside of the shaft from his balls up to my lips. His cock pulsed with the gentle touch. He was so responsive.

Sliding my lips further and further down his cock on each stroke I could feel him relaxing into it. His cock was still throbbing, but the urgency to get his cock in a hot, wet mouth was melting away. My hands continued to caress in time with my strokes, and when I had his whole cock in my mouth both hands worked his hairy nut sac.

With his cock good and wet, I pulled back to look at the glistening member. It was still bobbing in time with his heartbeat, and looked magnificent in the half light of the booth. I blew gently on his cock, the cooling effect a contrast to my hot mouth. This elicited another long low moan.

Taking his cock back in my mouth, I returned the compliment and moaned as I slid down his cock. The vibrations transmitted through his cock and it pulsed again, this time spitting out a lovely burst of delicious precum. I continued to play, suck, stroke and caress his cock.

On the next full down stroke, he pulled back drawing my face to the hole. Whoever had designed this booth knew what the fuck they were doing. The long oval hole was just wide enough for my mouth, but not really wide enough for me to see through clearly unless I moved to one side or the other. I didn't need to see the guys attached to the cocks. That was the point of the gloryhole.

He could now see my mouth more clearly and started setting the pace. He must have been enjoying the view of his cock sliding in and out of my mouth because his breathing was becoming laboured and I got a burst of precum on almost every stroke.

His heavy breathing turned to low moans, turned to low growls. The pace picked up and his strokes became less controlled. He was almost thrashing around now, my mouth around his cock the only thing stopping him from sliding side to side. I felt the head of his cock swell even more and on the next stroke could feel the cum shooting up the swollen tube along underside of his cock before blasting into my mouth.

He timed his strokes to be as deep as possible for each spasm, filling my mouth with his cock and cum. The first few blasts were awesome and his load tasted amazing. I swallowed as best I could between strokes to keep from spilling any. The shots became less forceful and he leaned against the wall between us. I continued to suck and nurse his cock until the last spasm passed and the last drops of cum could be coaxed out of his cock.

Pulling back, he leaned down and said, "You are one talented cock sucker. This is going to be a great summer."

The door opened from the office behind me. "Enough fun for now Jason. Let's show you the rest of the set-up." The bulge in Kyle's pants told me that he would need a turn pretty soon. I was looking forward to sucking him again. We had a quick suck session at my brothers' wedding, but would have more time for fun now.

Billy, now fully dressed appeared in the office behind Kyle. "You were right, Kyle," Billy said, "he is going to be perfect. Oh, hey, I'm Billy by the way. Thanks for the awesome blow job."

"Hey," I said, putting my hand out to shake his hand. We all looked at my hand and laughed.

"I think we are a bit beyond handshakes," Kyle said, and we laughed again.

Kyle and Billy walked me through the rest of the set-up and the plan. There were multiple ways to discretely or directly access the back of the service station, giving plausible deniability to anyone looking for discretion, and easy access for anyone wanting his dick sucked. They told me that Kyle, with help from a contractor friend who loved to get his cock sucked, had set up the space based on a sex club that Kyle had visited a few years back.

Handing me a work shirt, Kyle told me to put it on. Thursdays could be busy, and that Friday was even busier, but Sundays would be the most fun. For today and tomorrow I would be on display, for Sunday's fun. They knew that once the season started, a lot of families would be at their cottages for the whole season, but that a number of the fathers headed back to the city for the week. Sunday nights was their opportunity to drop a load, or two, before heading to the city. They also had truck parking across the road, and were thinking about whether a small bed and breakfast might add to the appeal.

The rest of the day flew by. I learned enough about each part of the operation to be able to assist, but my main focus would be the gloryhole booths. They were right about traffic picking up. By mid-afternoon there was a constant stream of cars loaded down with everything needed to open up their cottages for the season. I got lots of looks, and wondered how many of them were merely curious and how many were sizing up the "new meat." Doing my best to flirt with everyone who stopped, I was sure I would see several of them again.

We grabbed sandwiches and kept the garage open until 8 pm. "Best to be available during their travel times," Kyle said, "we'll get time off during the weekdays to compensate." Traffic died down around 7, and we closed up at 8. I was a little surprised that Kyle didn't want to play at the garage. We had been flirting and playing touchy-grabby for part of the day when no one was around.

Arriving back at the house I was surprised to see the lights on. And even more surprised by the delicious smells inside when we walked in.

"Hi honey," Kyle sang out, "we're home!"

"In the kitchen," said a disembodied voice, "dinner will be about 15 minutes if you want to shower first."

"Great," Kyle replied, "we'll be down shortly."

The look on my face must have been priceless.

"Just Mack," Kyle said, "a friend. Come on. Time for a quick shower." Sounded like more than friendship to me.

Kyle led me upstairs and into his room. It was on the opposite corner of the house to my room and had a king size bed and a huge en suite. This part of the house had obviously been redone. As soon as we got to his room, he took off his shirt and continued to undress as he crossed the room. I had stopped at the door, unsure where this was leading.

"Are you joining me or not?"

"Uh, yeah. Sure." I started to take off my shirt as Kyle peeled off his pants revealing that he had been commando all day. He tossed the pants and his socks on the chair beside the bathroom door and kept going, giving me a wonderful view of his back, legs, and amazing ass. Stripping down as fast as I could I got into the bathroom just as he turned on the shower.

The bathroom was huge. I'd later learn it was originally another bedroom, and had been converted by Kyle and the same guy that did the gloryhole booths. They must be good friends. The glass enclosed shower was big enough for several people. We headed in and as much as I wanted to spend time admiring Kyle's body, and suck that awesome cock he was flashing for me, he was all business. He got under the shower head and soaked his hair and body. My cock was hard and throbbing. I'd never seen him completely naked before.

With the promise of dinner, I got under the second shower head and mirrored Kyle's actions, facing each other while we soaped up. I couldn't resist stroking my cock, and Kyle's was hard as well. I stepped forward and grabbed it with my soapy hands. He returned the favour and I thought we might forget about dinner and deal with our hormones, but Kyle had more self-control than I did and stepped back to wash off.

"More of that latter, Jason," he said, "Mack doesn't like to be kept waiting." I grudgingly agreed and rinsed off.

After drying off Kyle hung up his towel and headed back to the bedroom. I followed close behind, still enjoying the view of his hot ass. My cock still hadn't gone down and swung from side to side as I moved forward. I thought Kyle would head to the closet for some clothes, but didn't stop. He headed out into the hall and only stopped to look back at me when he got to the top of the stairs.

"Dinner isn't a formal affair," Kyle said, "especially when Mack is cooking." I just nodded and followed him downstairs where the delicious smells of Mack's cooking were even better than when we had first arrived. Rounding the corner into the kitchen I could see that Kyle was right – Mack was standing there in nothing but a basic cooks' apron and a big grin.

Mack was a big mountain of a man, and looked so fucking hot standing there nearly naked wielding a frying pan full of something that looked and smelled awesome. He motioned me to a place at the table and started serving. I got a good view of his hairy ass and legs as he rounded the table, and an even better view when he finished serving and pulled off the apron to join us at the table.

I was a bit flabbergasted. Nudity was unheard of in my house and even in the hottest weather you always wore shirt at the table. I did my best to adjust, and adjust my still raging cock, while trying to act like this was a normal, everyday occurrence.

"You'll get used to this," Kyle said, "when Mack is around it's just easier to always be naked." They both made me feel at ease and the dinner was delicious, so I just went along. By the time we had eaten, things seemed to be almost normal. The conversation focused on us getting to know each other and some more details of how `the plan' was going to improve business, or at least make it more fun.

The smell of coffee wafted through from the kitchen as we were finishing the delicious meal.

"Coffee and dessert?" Mack asked.

"Sure," I said. Kyle nodded and Mack headed into the kitchen.

He came back into the dining room with a pot of coffee, three mugs, and a raging hard on.

"Fuck the coffee," I said, reaching out to stroke Mack's cock. He set the coffee and mugs down on the table and took my face in his hands.

"That's what I like to hear," he said, as he turned my face up to his, and then tilted it back down to his cock. He let go as I leaned forward, taking ahold of it by the base and licking the head. "Fucker's a natural, Kyle," he said, "I think you made the right decision."

"I was sure of it when he flirted with me at Mike's wedding, and then sucked me off in the men's room." They both chuckled as I continued to work on Mack's cock.

I had pushed my chair back and got onto my knees so that I could take his cock properly. My hands worked his nuts and the base of this shaft while my mouth and tongue worked the head and the top half of his shaft. Kyle had come around and was behind me somewhere.

"His mouth is fucking awesome," Mack said, "how does his other hole look?"

"Looks amazing spread open this way," Kyle said as he ran a hand over my ass. His hand continued to work my ass, and was soon joined by a second hand as I continued to work on Mack's gorgeous cock. "And it looks like me might be up for almost anything."

I nodded and tried to respond, but the cock in my mouth meant it was just a muffled agreement.

Kyle's hands held my ass cheeks apart and I could feel the cool air on my tight pink hole.

"Fuck," Kyle said, "look at this sweet hole. Its just begging for a tongue."

I pulled off Mack's cock and said, "A tongue yes, but its begging for your cock, too."

"Let's take this upstairs," Mack said. He took me by the wrist to help me stand up, then pulled me into a big bear hug and started kissing me. Kyle pressed his hard cock and body on my back and wrapped his arms around the two of us. Mack continued to kiss me while Kyle nibbled at my neck. They both continued to hump their hard cocks against me, and my hard cock rubbed against Mack's thick cock and hairy abs.

Hands roamed over bodies and kissing and hugging continued. Kyle came around to my side and we shifted to form a triangle with three hard cocks jousting between our bodies. The three of us took turns kissing, moving back and forth.

Kyle pulled back and took us both by the hands. "Let's go."

We reluctantly stopped and went to the stairs. Kyle walked up beside me, and Mack brought up the rear, admiring both of our asses. "Not sure which I want to fuck more, but I know which I want to fuck first."

"I'm pretty sure it's mine," I said.

"Fucking right it is," Mack said as he grabbed my ass. I stopped climbing the stairs and bent over, giving him better access. "Fuck yeah," he said as he bent forward to stuck his tongue out and licked my hole. Kyle went up two more steps before turning to face me, so I could suck his cock while Mack started rimming my ass. They were definitely getting me worked up, although that didn't take much after seeing today's potential and having a naked dinner with these two studs.

Kyle held my head as he fed me his hard cock. The last time I had seen it was in the washroom stall at the banquet hall, and I didn't really have time to enjoy the sight of it, but seeing it before me now was amazing. We'd also remained dressed except for pulling his pants down to his knees and holding his shirt up with his hand. He smelled exactly like I remembered and the first drop of precum tasted as sweet as before.

Mack's tongue was working miracles on my ass. He was swirling and thrusting and swiping it around, using his fingers and thumbs to knead my ass and pull my ass cheeks further apart to get in deeper. This guy knew how to rim. I'm sure he also knew that it was the easiest way to get a guy to beg you to fuck him. And it was working.

The position on the stairs started to become awkward. Mack slapped my ass and said "Get up on Kyle's bed on all fours. I want to really get in there and rim that hot ass of yours."

"Before he fucks you senseless," Kyle added.

We climbed the last of the steps and headed into Kyle's room. Kyle jumped onto the middle of the bed and sat down facing me. With his legs spread wide apart I'd have great access to his cock. Climbing up on the bed, Mack's hands gripped my hips.

"That's far enough," Mack said.

Kyle had to scoot a little closer to line his cock up with my mouth when we resumed. In the hands and knees position, particularly with my head down in Kyle's crotch, my ass was there for Mack's pleasure. He got onto his knees and pushed my knees further apart, lowering my fully exposed ass to his face level.

Mack dove in again. Now that I was in a more stable position he really started digging in with his tongue, loosening my ass ring. His hands pawed my ass and thighs, occasionally reaching under me to stroke my cock and balls. He seemed to know that too much attention on my cock would make me shoot and all three of had plans that didn't involve me getting off too soon. He pulled back and blew some cool air on my hole.

"Fuck yeah," Mack said, "look at that tight pucker wink at me. You ready for something bigger than a tongue?" I clenched and unclenched winking my ass at him. His rimming was driving me crazy and I definitely wanted his cock buried up my ass.

Sucking on Kyle's cock while Mack rimmed me was easy. But when Mack stood up and got in position to fuck me, I realized that I might not have such an easy time working his cock. Kyle seemed to sense the same thing and drew his knees up, planting his feet flat on the bedspread. With his thighs pressed against my shoulders I really had no where to go unless Mack got really wild.

The night table drawer was opened and Mack must have found what he was looking for. I heard the cap pop and an obscene squirt, then the undeniable sound of lube being stroked all over a hard cock. After another squirt I felt the cold lube on my ass. It warmed up quickly and Mack worked it around my willing hole and pressed a finger in. He stopped as soon as it was in past my sphincter, giving me a chance to adjust. His finger turned and twisted in my hole, encouraging the muscle to relax.

He slid in further and then pulled back before sliding in even further. I moaned around Kyle's cock to let them both know that I was good.

On the next thrust a second finger pushed in, opening me up further. Mack was making approving noises behind me.

"His mouth is great. How's his ass?" Kyle asked.

"Fucking awesome. You should see how it is opening around my fingers and wants to pull them in. I think he really wants to be fucked."

"Let me see," Kyle said, motioning me up off his cock. He scooted around and got off the bed to stand beside Mack. "Fuck, Jason," he said, "I knew you were into it when you sucked me off, but you look so hot riding Mack's fingers. Almost looks like your ass is begging for his cock."

"Both of your cocks, hopefully," I said. Two affirmative grunts came from the guys.

Three fingers probed my ass now. I was good and ready. Mack seemed to know that too. Pulling his fingers out he placed his cock head against my anal ring and pushed in. I gasped as the head entered. I knew his cock was big, but it felt huge invading my ass.

"Breathe through it," he said, coaching me as he went.

I did as I was told and soon, I could feel my muscles relax and Mack slid in another inch or so. Pulling out a bit, he pushed again, sliding in more of his hard cock. Three of four more movements and I could feel his pubes pressing against my ass.

"That looks amazing, Mack," Kyle said.

"Feels fucking amazing too," Mack added.

After holding my hips with his cock fully rammed up my ass, he began to move from side to side, and in and out. Taking me with him, never sliding out at all, just moving around, probing. I sighed at the wonderfully full feeling. With that final sign he pulled back a bit and shoved back in. His movements became more forceful and he was soon giving me nearly full strokes. Pulling out so that the flare of his cock head pulled on my ring, and then sliding all the way back in.

I got up on my elbows and Mack put a hand at the small of my back, pressing down to rotate my ass up to meet his thrusts. Kyle had climbed back on the bed and was kneeling in front of me. I leaned over to suck his cock, and he pressed forward at the same time Mack shoved in. They spit roasted me like the pig that I am.

After a few glorious minutes of riding Mack and sucking Kyle, Kyle said, "my turn Mack."

"Sure. This is one fine ass and you are going love it."

"I always love sharing an ass with you Mack, you know that."

"I certainly do. And I love watching you fuck as much as I love watching you get sucked off."

"As long as I get fucked at both ends until you both give me your loads," I added.

Kyle pulled out of my mouth and reached for the lube. Mack was still ramming my ass while Kyle lubed up. Snapping the lube bottle shut, Kyle added the slippery fluid to his spit-wet cock. He then rolled to the side, straightened out his legs and lay back, holding his cock perpendicular to his body. I knew what he wanted and pulled away from Mack and climbed on top of him.

My ass was nicely opened by Mack, so once in position I slid all the way down Kyle's cock, grinding his ass into his pelvis.

"Fuck yeah," Mack said, "that was fucking hot." Knowing I was putting on a show I pulled up about two thirds of the length of Kyle's cock and slid back down, grinding my ass when I hit bottom. Kyle's hands gripped the sides of my ass, to guide me at the tempo he wanted. I slid up and down his shaft in time with his direction.

Mack got up on the bed and was now standing straddling Kyle's head. I reached out to stroke Mack's cock.

"Mmmm, nice," Mack said.

"Even nicer from down here, Mack," Kyle said, obviously enjoying the view and my not so tight ass. "You know what I want don't you?" Kyle asked.

"Fuck yeah buddy," Mack replied, gripping my head and pulling it forward onto his cock. The quick motion caught me off guard and I choked on his cock as he bottomed out in my mouth.

"Fuck yeah," Kyle said, "his ass spasmed along with his throat. Felt awesome to have him taking us both that way." Mack didn't need any further encouragement and did his best to get me to gag and choke on his cock. I'd sucked enough cock to not gag except when caught off guard, but as it turned them both on, I put on my best impression of being choked.

While my mouth worked Mack's cock, my ass gripped Kyle's. It was so fucking great being spit roast by these two hot guys. My cock has hard and slapping against Kyle's furry abs on each stroke. Precum made his abs wet and slick and the slaps became louder.

"Too good buddy," Kyle said, "time to switch it up again."

Mack pulled out of my mouth and pulled me up off Kyle. "Show us that abused hole," Mack said. I turned around straddling Kyle, my ass just a few inches from his face, in full view of both of them.

"Look at that puffy ass ring Mack," Kyle said, "he is good and open now.

"Yeah," Mack said, "about ready for a load or two. What do you think?"

"You know I love sloppy seconds," Kyle said.

Mack sank to his knees over top of Kyle's face and pointed his cock at my hole. Once he had it lined up, he rammed it in. I grunted, as did he. His balls must have almost been in Kyle's face.

I grabbed Kyle's cock. I couldn't quite reach to suck on it, but I could bend far enough to lick and suckle his sweaty nuts. As soon as Kyle realized what I was doing he raised his knees to give me better access.

"He's working my nuts," Kyle told Mack.

"Oh yeah? Well, how about this?" Mack grabbed Kyle's knees and pulled them back. Kyle knew what he was thinking as they had spit roasted a few guys together before. Kyle held his legs while Mack reached to grab his ankles. Pulling Kyle's legs back opened up Kyle's ass for me. I slid my tongue down the base of his shaft and between his balls, and to his sweaty, musky hole.

"Fuck!" Kyle exclaimed.

"Fuck yeah," Mack added, all the while railing my ass.

He pounded my ass even harder now, and with my head pressed against the mattress while I ate out Kyle's ass, I had nowhere to go.

"Fuck man," Mack practically yelled, "here it comes." He grunted and thrust as his cock started filling my ass with his cum.

"Fuck... fuck... fuck... fuck... Fuck yeah. Take that load!"

"I'm getting close Mack!"

Mack let go of Kyle's legs and reluctantly pulled out of my ass. He pulled me up as Kyle held his cock up, and Mack helped me lower myself down on Kyle's throbbing cock.

I was bouncing on his cock, Mack's load slicking us both up. Kyle started thrusting up to meet my motions.

"Fuck yeah, Jason," Kyle said through gritted teeth, "my turn." He grunted just as his cock exploded in my hole. Volley after volley of hot cum spit out of his cock, joining Mack's load. I was so close I didn't dare touch my cock.

As soon as Kyle stopped spasming, he and Mack pulled me back. I was now lying across Kyle's chest, still impaled on his cock. Four hands worked my cock and balls and my ass, working around Kyle's still hard cock. It didn't take long for me to growl and shoot the first shot over my shoulder onto Kyle's face.

The rest of the load landed on my shoulder, then pecs, then abs, then dribble down my shaft on their hands.

"Fuck yeah!" I shouted, "that was fucking awesome!"

The three of us started laughing while they continued to rub the cum all over my body. Mack lay down and I slid off Kyle to lie between them.

"So," Kyle said, "do you think you are up for a whole summer of this?"

When we stopped laughing, I said, "Oh yeah. You have no idea."

We lay there and rubbed each other's bodies, tasted my cum, and eventually dozed off. Tomorrow was another day and next weekend was the unofficial start to the summer season.

Mack stayed around for another three days, and by that time being nude at the house became the new standard.

= = =

The first Sunday night would be the real test. Might be too early in the season, but it was worth a try. I spent the early part of the evening getting ready, and was in my booth around 4:00. Billy's shift would finish at 6:00, so I knew I'd get to suck at least one cock that night. I heard the rear door open around 4:30, and licked my lips in anticipation.

I heard, and then saw someone through the booth to my left. I could hear a belt being unbuckled and almost immediately a half hard cock came through the hole.

"Kyle said you like cock," the voice said.

"Yeah," I said just before taking the head in my mouth. A groan from the other side told me he wasn't sure about what Kyle, or whoever, had said about me, but he was glad there was a hot mouth waiting.

He immediately started pumping his cock in my mouth. It got stiffer and stiffer on each stroke and soon was standing up a 45-degree angle from the wall. His hairy ball sac was hanging low in the heat when he first entered, but was starting to pull up. His strokes were now insistent and full bore.

Pressing my face against the partition I let him set the pace. My hand caressed his balls, which elicited a moan.

"Fuck you look so hot sucking my cock," he said, "so fucking hot taking my cock. Yeah, that's it, take the whole fucking thing."

We were both getting off on my sucking and his dirty talk.

"Suck it. Take my load," he said, pushing his body against the partition. I pulled back and started bobbing on his cock. My hand motion continued in time with my mouth action.

"Yeah. Fuck yeah," he said, "You want my load? You gonna swallow my fucking load?"

I grunted a yes as I continued to work his rock-hard cock. This guy was in a hurry and had obviously spent time thinking about this encounter. It also dawned on me that he may not be alone, that he may be with a car full of family or friends, but is so horned up by the thought of the gloryhole that he took the chance anyway.

I continued to slid my lips up and down his shaft, rotating my head from side to side on each stroke to change the pressure and get him closer to shooting his load.

"Fuck dude," he said, "you are good at this. You ready to eat my cum?"

Before I could even respond the head of his cock expanded and the first shot hit the back of my throat. I tried to time each shot, but he was shooting so fast that I could barely keep up. His load tasted so good.

Suddenly, he pulled back. "Gotta fucking run, dude," he said, "the wife is waiting at the drug store down the block. I will definitely be back."

"Anytime guy," I said, "your load is awesome and I'll swallow it any time."

He yanked up his pants and was hallway out the door before I finished my sentence.

Load #1. This might work out after all.

= = =

That first Sunday was kind of slow, with just the guy who needed a quick `blow and go, and Billy who fed me a hot load at the end of his work shift, but the pace picked up after that. The holiday weekend at the start of July was when things really ramped up. School was out and quite a number of families either moved up for the summer or started vacation. The weather that Sunday was not fantastic and Kyle knew from experience that people heading to the city would start out earlier than usual.

By late afternoon I had sucked off five guys and two on the go. They were in the two booths on the same side of my space. They had come in at almost the same time and I wondered if they had seen each other or knew each other. The cock on my left was glistening in the dim light as I pulled off the cock on the right and moved back over. I had been going back and forth between the two of them, stroking one while I sucked the other.

The actions kept them both close to the edge, but no so close that they would blow too soon. Their precum tasted delicious. Mr. Left had a slightly sweeter taste, while Mr. Right was a saltier. I was pretty sure I had sucked them both before. The regulars were becoming recognizable.

I twisted my hand on the dickhead of Mr. Right while doing something similar with my tongue on Mr. Left. The moans from the other side of the wall let everyone know how much they were enjoying the scene. My free hand caressed the shaved nuts of Mr. Left. He was always shaved completely, at least as far as I could see. The smooth pale skin contrasted with the redder cock head and slightly darker sac. His cock and nut sac were completely wet from my spit and his precum, so my fingers slid around easily, caressing his balls and they moved around in his sac. When I was sucking him, they pulled up a little tighter, and when I was sucking Mr. Right the skin slackened slightly, and each ball hung lower.

I pushed my face against the partition, taking his whole cock, and pressing my lips on his public bone. He pushed from his side, trying to get even deeper down my throat. After holding it there for a few seconds, he began to rock his hips in and out, never pulling his cock out of my mouth completely, but enough to get some good stroke action. I grabbed his tightening ball sac and tugged a little.

The added pressure on his balls caused his cock to swell even more. I knew he was riding that edge, wanting to shoot and wanting it to go on forever. The urge to shoot seemed to be winning. His moans had turned to almost strangled cries.

"Fuck man," he said, "I'm so close. I'm so close... so close." Each time he said close he bottomed out in my throat.

Mr. Right was reacting to Mr. Left and was pumping my fist with his cock in time with Mr. Left's grunts and groans.

I held my face against the partition, hoping he would pull back enough for me to taste his load, but knowing it was his choice. The words became grunts became one long guttural sound starting somewhere behind his balls, which were vibrating with the sound.

On the next thrust he didn't pull back, but shot the first of his cum load down my throat. The second followed closely behind it. His cock felt great spasming in my mouth. He did pull back for the next few shots, giving me a good taste of his thick, sweet cum.

He stopped shoving and held his cock in place. I slowly backed away from the hole and he followed keeping the head of his cock in my mouth. Once he was pressed against his side of the wall, I let go of his nut sac and stroked the shaft.

Mr. Right was pumping my fist and I knew he would shoot soon too. Letting Mr. Left's cock slide out of my mouth I turned to Mr. Right, and just in time. He had been thrusting into my hand, and hearing that his buddy had just shot brought him even closer. His precum had been slicking up my hand, and as soon as I placed my mouth over the top of my fist, and he slid past my hand and into my mouth, he lost it.

"Yeah," he said, "take my load too. Let me dump on top of his load. Your mouth feels so slick with his cum." Then he too lost his words and started to shoot. I held the head of his cock in my mouth and used my hands to stroke in time with his pulsing cock, letting his very large load fill my mouth.

When he had finished shooting, I slid my mouth down his cock, coating the head and half the shaft. I then went over to Mr. Left's cock, which was still in my hand, and sucked the head of it, coating it with the cum mixture too.

"Oh fuck," he said, "he's coating my cock with both our loads."

"Did that to me too. Fuck you are a hot cock sucker."

I went back and forth a few times, swallowing more of their combined loads on each swipe until I had cleaned both of their cocks off again. They finally pulled back and stated to pull up their shorts.

"We'll be back next week, pig."

"Will you be here?"

"Yeah," I said, "I'll definitely be here."

"Great. See you then."

As they left someone came into one of the booths on the other side. `Next!' I said to myself.

I turned around just in time to see a red Speedo being pulled down. His large cock swung free and I wondered how he even got his cock into that swimsuit. But that was a thought for another time. As soon as he stepped out of his Speedo, he stepped forward and slid his cock through to my side of the wall.

"I hear you are talented," he said, "show me." I thought `I'd be glad to!'

His cock was still only semi-hard, and hung there over top of his shaved balls. The view was fantastic and I used a finger to caress the underside of his cock head, hitting that sensitive spot and urging his cock to harden. It didn't take long for it to start to stiffen and when it was almost horizontal, I added some tongue action to the finger movements. I definitely wanted to tease him a bit before I really got into it.

"Mmmm. That feels good," he said.

Using my other hand to caress his shaved balls, I took the full head of his cock in my mouth, feeling it stiffen even more. With his cock in my mouth, I used both hands to caress and stroke his balls and taint, using my index fingers to stroke the root of his cock from behind his sac. The motions and my tongue swirling around got him even harder.

He was more of a shower' than a grower', and while his cock got stiffer and stiffer it didn't get that much larger than when it first appeared. The was still more than enough to get me going. I'm in it for the cum, and don't really care much about how big a cock is, just that it shoots a hot load for me.

Taking more and more of his cock in my mouth on each stroke, I worked my way down the shaft. He was sighing as my lips got to the base of his shaft and met my fingers pressing up behind his sac. I would have hummed how happy I was, but his cock was too deep down my throat.

I twisted my head from side to side as I pulled back, changing the pressure along the shaft. Then straight back down shoving my face down on his cock and taking it right to the base again. This action started to produce some sweet and slick precum, which along with his sighs and moans, told me I was on my game.

Pulling back to see his wet cock, I ran my lips down the side of his shaft, using my hand to press his cock against my face. As I got close to the bottom, he pressed against the wall so that my lips and tongue could caress that wonderfully sensitive area beside the base of his cock. I slid back and forth, moaning softly to match his moans. I switched to the other side mirroring the actions, and felt a drop of precum land on my wrist.

He was leaking copiously now, and I slid my lips up the side of his shaft and wrapped them around the head to taste that delicious fluid. When I had sucked and licked up his precum I picked up the pace, adding a little hand action to augment my sucking.

I could tell he was really getting into it when he started to pump his cock, rocking his hips and thrusting through the hole. I matched his pace and let him pull back a bit. Pushing my face closer to the hole I knew he could see his cock sliding in and out of my red lips.

"Mmmmmmm, nice," he said, "my cock looks so hot sliding in and out of your mouth."

"Yeah," I said when he had pulled back almost all the way.

He rammed his cock back in, and pushed forward against the partition. He wanted me to do the work from here on out, and I went to town, licking, stroking, sucking, spitting on it, and working his tightening balls.

His moans got louder and more frequent. I could feel the wall trembling as his leg muscles started to twitch and then shake. The head expanded and suddenly his cum load was spewing out in my mouth. I didn't slow down though, and continued to suck and stroke as he pumped out his white-hot load.

"Fuck, yeah," he said, "work my cock buddy!"

I kept sucking, some of his cum spurting out around his cock, covering my hand and forearm. He didn't stop me even after the last spasm of his cock. I just kept stroking and licking, eating his load as I went. I pulled off to lick the big gob of cum on my wrist before swiping his cock head with my tongue again.

"Ok dude," he said, "wow. Enough. Oh man that feels so good. Those guys at the beach were right."

"What guys?" I asked.

"I dunno. Just two dudes at the beach that I overheard as they walked past the lifeguard station. One told the other about this hot setup and his bud couldn't quite believe it. The first guy kept going on about how hot it was. I could see them both chubbing up in their shorts, and finally asked what they were talking anbout. Once they got over the shock of being overheard the first guy continued and explained how he stopped off almost every Sunday on his way home. Said it was a great setup and that there was a great cock sucker there every time. Guess he meant you."

"Thanks."

"Since the beach closed early due to the weather, I thought I'd check it out."

"Glad you did. That was fucking hot."

"Yeah, it was. Ok dude, gotta jet now, but will be back."

"Great. Tell your horny friends."

"Will do." And with a flash of red Speedo he turned and exited.

= = =

It wasn't just the weekends that were cum filled. Deliveries to the grocery store and some of the other shops meant a regular stream of cocks looking for some relief during the work day.

Dan did the bakery deliveries, Raj delivered frozen foods, and Sven delivered for one of the major meat packers. They could all be called meat packers in my books. Mondays and Thursdays were their usual delivery days. Thursdays were the best as they had more to unload, so to speak.

Raj usually showed up first in the middle of the afternoon. His hairy crotch smelling very faintly of soap, but more of a hard day's work and exotic spices. He had several more deliveries after our town, so was generally quite matter of fact. He would enter, say hi, drop his work pants and boxer shorts to the floor and step right up to the hole.

"You make it hard for me on the earlier deliveries," he said one day, "I'm half hard most of the morning thinking about your hot mouth on my cock."

"Glad you save it for me. Love sucking you off."

"I love it too. You are actually the only stop along my Thursday route that has a gloryhole."

I would have carried on the conversation, but his now mainly hard cock was bobbing in front of my face and needed attention. As always, he tasted wonderful and moaned softly as I took the head in my mouth, swirling my tongue around to get it good and wet. He was always very passive and let me bob and stroke, and lick and play.

His dark black pubic hair was so dense I'm not sure I actually could get his whole cock in my mouth. The aroma of his day's work sitting driving and making deliveries, always turned me on. The hair almost completely hid his sac, which was almost always pulled up fairly tight unless it was a very warm day.

We were both really getting into it when I heard two voices in the corridor. Dan and Sven tried to time their deliveries at the same time, and loved to hear each other getting sucked off. Today was my lucky day.

Dan took the booth across from Raj and Sven took the one beside him. They usually took these same booths so that they could each watch me sucking the other guy.

While I continued to suck Raj, I could hear Dan and Sven stripping down. They always got fully naked and would show off for me while I watched through the hole. I pulled off Raj's cock to check them out.

Sven was staring back at me, and nodded and winked when we made eye contact. Looking over my shoulder Dan's hard cock was pointed right at me. Pivoting round to face towards Sven, I could take Raj in one hand and Dan in the other. I wasn't sure if Sven could see Raj's cock or not, but my hand motions surely told him I was stroking a cock in the booth beside him.

"Fucking hot, buddy," Sven said, "wish I could see both those cocks you are working."

"Go ask Kyle to let you use the office door, you can join me in here."

"Really?"

"Yeah," I said, "love to have you watch me suck off these two hard cocks."

Sven nearly fell over twice trying to get dressed so quickly. Before I knew it, he was out the door and only a few seconds later the office door opened. It was the first time I'd seen him except through the hole. He only had one button done up on his shirt and had his socks in his hand.

Closing the door, he pulled off the shirt and pants.

I turned to Dan's cock and licked the head, getting a taste of his precum. With that licked up, I turned to Raj and did the same thing. When I turned back Sven was hard and stroking his cock for me. He looked so fucking hot standing there stark naked. I knew he was tall, but the broad shoulders and narrow waist sitting on top of massive thighs and legs took my breath away. His body was covered in light-coloured body hair, almost strawberry blond. His cock was pointed at me as he fisted it. His nuts were already pulled up tight. He must have been as turned on as I was.

I had continued to stroke both Dan and Raj as I took in Sven's masculine beauty and power.

"Suck it," Dan said, "show Sven how you do it."

As instructed, I turned to Dan and swallowed as much if his cock as fit through the hole. I tried to keep stroking Raj's cock, but it was awkward to reach behind me. Raj's cock slipped out of my hand and a few seconds later I heard a gasp.

"I've never seen anyone getting a blowjob in real life," Raj said, "looks amazing." He must be on his knees watching through the hole. I tried to turn to the side to give him a better view. It certainly gave Sven a better view.

"Fuck man," Sven said, "you look hot with a cock down your throat." I gave him a thumb's up as my mouth was busy. Dan was starting to moan hearing the other guys talking about the throat action he was getting.

"My turn," Sven said, "let's really put on a show."

As I pulled off Dan's cock, I realized that Sven had come closer and his throbbing cock was just a few inches from my lips.

"Fuck," Raj said, "sucking two cocks!"

Dan had pulled back and was now watching as well.

"Yeah buddy," Dan said, "let's see you work over my buddy's beautiful cock."

Sucking Sven's awesome cock into my mouth positioned me in profile for both Dan and Raj. I was putting on a real show now, taking all of Sven's cock on each stroke. He was pumping his hips opposite my actions, driving his cock as deep as possible. My hands ran up and down Sven's flanks, luxuriating in his furry legs. He must play soccer given the massive muscular thighs.

My cock was leaking copiously, and a little pool of precum was forming on the floor. Sven's precum was certainly not being wasted that way. It was lubing up his cock and my mouth.

"This is fantastic," Raj said, "a real life porno."

"The are amazing to watch, aren't they?" Dan asked.

"Fucking right I am," Sven said as he continued to pound away at my mouth.

"This is too hot," Raj said, "I'm gonna shoot my load."

"I'm getting close too," Dan added. "Hold on Raj. Let us show you something that will blow your mind. Sven? I've got something for you." I could hear Dan moving around in his booth.

"Fuck Dan, yes," Sven said, "I know you've got something for us. Shoot it on buddy boy here as he sucks me off."

The lustful moan from Raj's booth told me he was close, and that he couldn't believe what he was witnessing.

Sven could see that Dan's slick cock was sticking through the gloryhole. He pushed me back and closer to Dan so that Dan's cock was right by mouth as I kept sucking Sven.

"Go for it, buddy," Sven said, "paint buddy boy's face and my cock." Another loud moan from Raj added to the heat of the moment.

Dan had his fist wrapped around his cock. I could just see his white knuckles and flaring red cock head in my peripheral vision as I continued to suck Sven.

"Here... it... cums..." Dan said, just as his cock erupted spewing his load all over my forehead. Sven pushed me back a bit and the next blast hit my nose and lips, and Sven's cock. Sven pulled out to catch the rest of Dan's load, holding his cock in his hands and getting them good and covered.

Sven wiped the cum off the back of one hand onto my outstretched tongue and put the other up to Raj's gloryhole as he slid his cock between my cum-covered lips, using Dan's load to slide in.

The moans and gasps from Raj's booth as he licked Sven's hand were amazing. Just when I thought he would lose it, he stood up and fisted his cock through the hole, the same was Dan had done.

Sven and I both turned towards Raj's cock. I had my mouth open and Sven was holding his cock right next to my cheek. Raj's cock, as if watching the action, shot at us both. Some landed on Sven's cock but most hit my mouth directly. The next few shots spewed cum all over my face and Sven's cock, crotch and hand.

When Raj stopped shooting we stood waiting for him to recover a bit and get down to look through the hole. Raj could see his load all over the two of us. He watched as I licked the cum off of Sven's abs and trimmed pubes, licked it off his cock, and then went back to lick up what had rubbed off my face while I licked Sven's cock.

Sven turned to face me. We didn't need to speak, I knew exactly what was coming. I opened my mouth and tilted my head back slightly. Sven grabbed my hair with the hand that wasn't stroking his cock and got me in just the right position.

Sven's growl started low and his thighs trembled as he hunkered down and pointed his cock directly at my open mouth. I leaned forward to lick the sensitive frenulum. Just as I made contact his cock shot his load directly into my mouth. It was so powerful that I could hear it splash.

Wrapping my lips around his cock head, I took the rest of his load, managing to hold on as his entire body spasmed. I swallowed and was breathing hard. I knew I only had to touch my cock and I'd add a fourth load to this scene. I was breathing through my nose as I still held Sven's cock in my mouth and was looking up at his panting chest, glistening in the dim light of the booth.

With one hand held under the head of my cock, I used my other hand to stroke the length of my cock. Two more strokes and I started to unload in my hand. It felt like nothing I had felt before. Like my whole body was trying to turn inside out and spew out of my cock. Cupping my load in both hands I brought them up to my mouth, licking one hand and coating Sven's cock with the part of my load on the other hand. I swallowed the mixed loads in my mouth and leaned forward to lick the rest of my load off of Sven's cock. He reached up to the hand holds and stood there spread eagled while I nursed and suckled his cock until it was completely clean.

The four of us were quiet, with just the sounds of our breathing and my gentle sucking.

"Eleven out of ten," Sven said. Dan and Raj just laughed.

= = =

The rest of the summer fell into similar rhythm. Sucking delivery guys and truckers during the day, sucking horny cottagers furtively on Fridays as they arrived and in a more relaxed way as they headed back to the city on Sunday.

Kyle and I adopted the `naked house' rule after the first weekend with Mack, and enjoyed the times he came to visit through the summer. Kyle invited a few other fuck buddies to play occasionally, but the times with Mack were the best. All three of us were on the same horny wavelength and truly enjoyed each other's company as well as cum play and truly raunchy action.

We were sprawled out on Kyle's bed one hot afternoon, soaked in sweat, coming down off an epic tag-team spit roast, listening to the cicadas when Kyle brought up the regatta. He had mentioned it in passing a few times, but never really got into any details.

"Don't worry," Mack said, "I put it in my calendar after last year's event, and will be here."

"What is this regatta event?" I asked.

"Only one of the hottest times of the year," Kyle said. "Starting about five years ago, pretty much by accident, a group of us ended up at the beach at the end of the weekend's festivities, after the fireworks. We had stayed to have another drink as the families with kids headed out first, and wandered back past the garage on their way to the marina."

"Mark told me that he was the one who asked," Mack added.

"Asked what?"

"Asked if anyone else wanted Kyle to suck them off in the back of the garage before they headed home."

"Well, yes," Kyle said, "it was Mark, but it wasn't quite that direct."

"So, what happened?" I asked.

"Mark had actually been kind of randy all day. The morning swimming and diving events had a parade of hot young guys in tight swimwear parading around, followed by the waterski competition in the afternoon. Many of the same guys were involved as were some older lads, and well, you know how water skiers have awesome leg muscles and bulging arms and assess on display. Soon enough he was starting to score the guys and not the competition."

"Others started joining in. Commenting on fit of swim suit, tan, chest and upper body strength. While it started as a bit of joking it got more serious and soon there were a few telltale bulges amongst the group."

"Were you out to these guys, Kyle?" I asked.

"Mark was my on-and-off fuck buddy that summer," Kyle said, "when he couldn't pull any of the young women. And at least two others, who shall remain nameless to protect the guilty, had fooled around with me in the back of the garage."

"After the competitions ended there was the awards ceremony. The guys who had won were there for everyone to ogle. Scores were revised and things got raunchier from there. It wasn't just about tans and shoulders and swim suits, but bulges, compensation for small dicks and guessing who would be most likely to end up on their knees at the adult video store up the highway. Anyway, after dinner and socializing and the fireworks, the seven of us hung back to avoid the rush back to the cottage."

"If you think rush hour is bad, just imaging several dozen families trying to herd over-tired kids back to their boats and cottages," Mack added.

"Right. So, we were just walking past the back of the garage and Mark said, I know someone who would gladly be on his knees at the video store.' Some of the guys were shocked and some were quite nervous about being found out. Mark added, And we don't even have to go all the way to the video store,' pointing at the back of the garage."

"I had been hoping for something like this to happen all summer," Kyle added, "and had fantasized about it with Mark a few times. So, I went along and added, Well I have a key if anyone wants to find out.' All of the guys were hesitant, but no one was making a move to leave. I'm game to get sucked Kyle,' Mark said, and grabbed the growing bulge in his swim suit before turning and walking towards the rear door. I followed and about four steps later, turned to look over my shoulder and said, `Blowjobs for anyone that wants one.' And the rest is history."

"Did you suck them all off, Kyle?" I asked.

"Started out that way, but I ended up sharing duties with Kevin. The five guys stood around us while we went from cock to cock and took all their loads before jerking off on each other."

"And so, the tradition was started," Mack said, "and each year the guys invite a few more guys to join. What was the total last year, Kyle?"

"Seventeen. Three sucking, fourteen being serviced," Kyle said, "but with this year's gloryhole setup and the action you've been having, we are expecting quite a few more."

"Fucking awesome!" I exclaimed. "When is this suck-a-thon?"

"Next weekend."

= = =

The weather was perfect for the events. There were lots of people participating and there was a really fun party spirit. There was also a constant buzzing in the back of my brain and in my cock. Who in this crowd would be part of the last, and totally unofficial, event of the weekend? I had a few ideas, but many of the guys I'd sucked off I'd recognize only if they were naked. Cocks I knew, faces not so much.

I did see Sven, who despite being a delivery guy, also knew someone who had a cottage nearby. He'd definitely be fun to see there. Of course, Billy and Kyle and Mack would be there. The rest I'd just have to wait to see at the end of the day.

The day flew by. We scored all the hot guys in each of the competitions, and I kept a very close eye on crotch bulges, although I knew that was no real indicator of either cock size or playfulness. As dinner wound down and the socializing got more intense, ahead of the fireworks, I thought I had pegged about a dozen possible candidates for tonight. I had to keep my boner in check, although not keeping it in check might show me who was interested.

Just as dusk was settling in, I saw my life guard friend. He had been in his red speedos earlier as he was working part of the day, but now he was in onionskin running shorts and a great form-fitting t-shirt. He and two buddies were passing by when I said hi. They stopped to talk, and I was hoping to work the `after party' into the conversation, but he kept steering the conversation to what a great event it was. As they got ready to move on, he leaned in and whispered, "I know all about tonight. Tony is in, but Damien is clueless. We will lose him after the fireworks and be there. Later." My cock was throbbing by the time he left. His buddy Tony was in awesome shape and had a broad chest matted with black fur. I couldn't wait to see what was in his shorts.

The fireworks were great. They were launched from a small island just offshore of the beach of North Lake, giving everyone a great view all along the shore. They were the perfect end to a perfect day, for most. For me and a bunch of others there would be a second set of fireworks coming up soon.

The crowds started to disperse, and Mack had been right. Everyone was jockeying to get to their cars or to the marina. We had stayed behind to clean up, and give most people a good excuse to leave as soon as they could. As the crowd dwindled, I noticed a few of the guys I had added to my mental list helping clean up and hanging behind. We made short work of the major items and everyone's mental focus shifted to the garage.

I had been working close to the end of the beach closest to the garage. Kyle and Mack motioned me to head in and get ready. They wanted me naked and in the center of the floor when the others started to arrive. As they knew some of the others were still a little skittish, the main light in the storage room had been rigged with a long shade so that I would be brightly lit, but the edges of the room would be dim and anonymous. Two floor mats from the local gym, a stool and padded gymnastics jump box were all that was in the room.

My life guard buddy, who introduced himself Charlie, and Tony were the first to arrive, followed by three others that I knew worked as part-time life guards. Sven and a buddy arrived next. I was naked and hard, and sitting on the jump box when they all started stripping down.

Tony's dark body hair continued down from his chest, covered his abs and led to a dense bush just above his dark cock. His hairy legs also looked awesome. He was standing beside Charlie, and made quite the contrast. Charlie had shaved his entire body for the event. Sven and his buddy were soon naked and the three others were down to just tight t-shirts. Seven hard cocks were pointed my way as I licked my lips and motioned them forward.

"Hang on there, buddy," Sven said, "let everyone get here before the festivities begin. With that the door opened and in came another group of guys. I didn't recognize them until they started stripping down and then I recognized three of their cocks. The five others were new to me. And three were on my mental list of hotties to seduce and suck.

Fifteen! This was going to be fun!

The door opened again and Billy came in with two buddies. Both of them were on my list, and both were built and hot. Just as they finished stripping down in came Kyle and Mack with two new guys.

Twenty-two! Fuck!

When the last of them stripped down I was surrounded by 22 hard cocks.

"As we discussed in advance guys, Jason here is the designated cum dump. Anything goes with anyone here unless they say `no thanks' except that your load is for Jason. My buddy here has really helped save my business, I'd say single handedly, but I know for a fact he uses both hands, his mouth, and sometimes his ass." Everyone roared laughing. I was afraid they would wake the nearest neighbours.

"Thanks again, Jason," Kyle added, before dropping to his knees to start sucking Mack. That triggered everyone else and the touching and stroking, jacking and sucking got underway.

The group closed in around me and I was sucking a cock and stroking two others. After a few strokes I'd move on to the next cock, working my way around the circle. There was a fantastic display of manhood here. Cut and uncut, thick and thin, stubby, short, long and a few that would be challenging.

Hands were all over the bodies of the cocks I was sucking and all over me. Hands running through my hair, urging me on, working my shoulders, stroking my back and tweaking my nipples. Two guys knelt down beside me and took on three cocks each. More mouths, less waiting.

The temperature and the aroma in the room started to rise. The last of the day's sunscreen mixed with raw sex was a real aphrodisiac for many of the guys. The raw animal energy soon had guys grabbing at my head to feed me their cocks, not content to wait their turn, eager to enjoy my hot mouth.

Billy had worked his way into the rotation. He bent over to kiss me and tell me that when I was halfway around the circle, he'd get a good look at my ass and ramp the party up another notch. I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me again and said "Fuck yeah, Billy. Fuck me."

Billy had either just discussed this with Kyle, or set it up as part of the fun, because as soon as he shoved his cock back in my mouth, I felt a pair of hands grab my ass. I had been sitting on the jump box, but lifted myself up so that the guys behind move it around for me to kneel in to give them all better access to my ass. No sooner was I in position on the jump box than I felt hands pulling at my ass cheeks and a rush of cool air across my pink hole.

The anticipation sent a chill up my spine despite the heat that was building with all the guys in the room. Pulling off Billy briefly to get into a better position, I noticed several other guys were on their knees sucking cock and stroking at least one other cock.

Hands slapped my ass, making me jump, but Billy held my head in place. The gasp that couldn't get out past his cock allowed him to shove his hard cock even further down my throat. He had only fucked me one other time, and I knew with an audience he would go to town.

I felt scruff on my ass, and then a tongue. Circling round and round, the tongue was avoiding my sensitive ass hole, but getting closer and closer. Billy stroked his cock in and out of my mouth a few times then held me all the way down on it. Just as he did the tongue reached its goal and started licking my hole. The sensation, mixed with the guys watching, made me groan, humming on Billy's cock.

"Cock pig loves you working his hole, Kyle," Billy said.

"Get him loosened up, Kyle," someone said, "I'm looking forward to fucking his tight little bubble butt."

"Me too," said another guy, joined by a chorus of other guys. Sounded like a queue was forming.

Billy stepped aside to be replaced by another hard, dripping cock. As the cock slid into my mouth, Billy leaned over and said, "Kyle is getting you good and ready. Feel how hard my cock is from your sucking and thinking about opening up your hole for the gang." I moaned and stroked the cock at my mouth and Billy's.

Charlie and Tony were watching the scene in amazement. Of course they had both seen porn before, but never imagined how hot it would be in the middle of the scene. The two young men were getting plenty of attention, with Mack standing behind them admiring and fondling their asses, while the two guys that had arrived with him were on their knees sucking their cocks.

Charlie was keeping an eye on me, and I was sure he was getting primed to join the guys fucking my ass.

The two guys who had been flanking me moved a bit further away, giving room for most everyone to watch me getting spit roasted. Kyle was still rimming my ass. Man, was he good. He was running one hand up and down the inside of my left thigh, while the other worked my right ass cheek.

"Ok Kyle," Billy said, "time for the real fun to begin." Kyle pulled away and slapped my ass. The cool air from his breath making my hole pucker.

"His hole is winking for you, Billy," Kyle said.

"Looks fucking awesome," Billy said.

The guy I was sucking off pulled most of the way out, leaving just the head of his dick in my mouth. He shuffled his feet a bit, getting ready to take advantage of Billy's assault on my ass. Billy had stepped into position and was running the head of his cock up and down my ass crack, hardly pausing as he slid over my now well moistened and relaxed hole.

If spending the summer with Kyle and Mack had taught me anything, it was to relax and let the top read the signals. The one other time Billy had fucked me they had both been there and taught us both a few good tricks. Billy seemed ready to test them out again, and from the stiffness of his cock a few minutes ago, he was eager to show off for the crowd.

His sliding motion stopped on the next pass as he pushed his cock down a bit and lodged it at my hole. He pressed forward a bit, testing to see how ready I was. I responded by pushing back slightly and letting the head of his cock slip in. Billy met the motion and pushed the head into my hole, stopping just after my ass lips closed around the large flared head of his cock.

"So fucking hot," said the guy I was sucking, "I love watching you opening him up."

The noises that had been swirling around earlier, the licking and sucking and moaning, all seemed to have stopped. The only sound now was the gentle moan I let out as Billy slid further into my ass. He stopped, pulled back a bit and slid in a little further.

The next time he did, the guy feeding me his cock mirrored his motions, sliding his cock into my mouth in time with Billy sliding into my ass. Neither of them pulled out on the up-stroke, and only paused for a second before pressing inward again. It didn't take many more strokes until I was fully spit roasted on their two cocks. Both fully buried in my holes.

As they held still while I got used to being so full of cock, there was almost a sign of relief from the crowd. The energy changed and the stroking and rubbing started up again all around the three of us lit from the single light directly above me.

As much as some of the guys wanted to get their dicks sucked some more, the cock suckers in the room seemed mesmerized by me. If I could have seen them, I would have seen lust and jealousy in their eyes. I would have seen lust building in the faces of the tops who were getting eager to plug my holes and feed me their loads.

Billy and his buddy finally pulled out a bit. I needed to catch my breath before things got too crazy. The moment wasn't long, and they both started moving in and out in time with each other, playing me like an accordion. The cock in my mouth always lagged Billy stiff prick by a half second or so. He was trying to mimic Billy, but hadn't quite got the rhythm. The more he tried to match the less in sync he became.

Finally, he realized that the object wasn't to match Billy, but just to use my mouth for his pleasure.

Billy's fucking was getting more intense. He had started with his hands placed gently on my lower back, but now had moved them to my hips to get more leverage to bury his cock as far up my ass as he could get it. Shifting his weight from foot to foot also changed the angle of attack and his cock probed my entire anal canal, looking to find every crevice. Every fourth or fifth stroke raked across my prostate, making me moan even more than usual.

"This is too much, man" said the guy I was sucking, "I'm gonna blow way to soon watching this hot fucker take Billy's cock." He stopped moving his cock and slowly pulled away, a trail of throat saliva connecting his dickhead to my lip glistening in the light.

"I'm good man," said another guy I didn't know as he stepped closer and pressed against his friend's side. I turned my head slightly to suck on the head of his cock. Someone else had obviously been sucking him as his cock was wet, but the precum he had been oozing was all mine. I used my tongue to slather it around his cock head.

"That's it," he said, "just like last week. You are a freaking eager cock slut, aren't you?" I nodded, never letting his cock slip out of my mouth.

Billy was really using my ass now. Everyone could see that I was ready to go.

"Fuck his ass is so good," Billy said, "who else wants a try?"

"Me!"

"Me too!"

"Fuck yeah!"

There was a whole lot of agreement. My hole clamped down on Billy's cock, letting him know I was up for it too.

Billy pulled out and my ass felt empty. I knew it wouldn't last for long, and I was right. A new pair of hands took hold of my hips and I felt a different cock pressing on my pink hole. This one had a larger head. With one smooth motion he shoved all the way in. His cock wasn't as long as Billy's but definitely won in the girth category. My hole stretched around it and the new fucker wasted no time in starting to slide in and out.

The guy in front of me stood still while the fucker behind me shoved my body around and shoved my mouth down on his cock. One hand wrapped around my throat, so that he could feel it expand every time his cock slid in. It didn't take long before he lost control and started thrusting his cock in and out, lusting to get to the point of no return and feed me a load.

The general mood was starting to shift. All of the guys were eager to fuck my mouth and ass. The other cock suckers were keeping all the cocks hard, but as Kyle had said, I'd be taking all the loads. The fat cock in my ass slid out to be replaced by a slender but longer cock. The feeling was amazing. He was reaching spots not found yet by the others.

Charlie and Tony approached and stood hip to hip so that I could go back and forth from one cock to the other. While sucking Tony, Charlie's cock was pressed against my cheek. After a few strokes Charlie turned my head to take his cock while Tony's pressed against the side of my throat. Back and forth the two kept swapping in and out of my mouth. Both of them had been leaking precum, which was smeared all over my face as well as coating their cocks.

While sucking on Tony's cock, Charlie stroked his and pressed the leaking head against my lips and the side of Tony's cock, adding his precum to the mix. When they swapped Tony's did the same for Charlie. What they really wanted was for me to try and suck both of them at the same time.

I balanced on one hand and used the other to press the two cock heads together so that I could lick both at the same time. The difference between Charlie's smooth skin and Tony's hairy body, was an amazing turn on. I loved both the smooth and the hairy look and had a great chance to compare them at the same time.

Someone tapped them out and stepped between them to feed me his cock. Charlie and Tony stepped to the side and then moved around to tag my ass. The cock that had been fucking me pushed in hard for a few strokes then pulled out so quickly it made a slight popping sound. I'm not sure if anyone else heard it over the moans and grunts and slurping and sucking noises.

I wasn't sure who would fuck me first, but it only took one stroke to feel Charlie's smooth body against my ass to know that he had won the toss. Tony knelt down to see his buddy's cock sliding in and out of my hole. He reached up between Charlie's legs to play with his nut sac, stroke the base of Charlie's cock and run his fingers around my hole where it met Charlie's cock. This added sensation was fantastic.

Charlie pulled out and Tony leaned in to taste my ass and rim me. His tongue felt amazing after all those cocks.

"Mmmm," he hummed into my ass. Fuck did that feel awesome. He stood and put the tip of his cock against my hole and then rammed in. That made me gasp and take the cock in front of me all the way to the guy's trimmed pubes.

"Fucking awesome, dude" the guy said, "his throat just opened up."

Tony grabbed my hips and pounded away. Charlie had squatted down and was working the base of Tony's cock at the edge of my hole. It still felt great. With Tony's jabs and thrusts, Charlie added a finger to the mix, sliding it in along the underside of Tony's cock. The added stretch and the feeling of both the cock and finger up my ass made me gasp again.

"Dude!" the guy said, "whatever you are doing back there, keep it up." I would have laughed if I could.

Tony pulled out and Charlie plunged back in. The contrast of Charlie's smooth skin and Tony's wiry pubes was even hotter when they were tag teaming my ass. They urged each other on and swapped out a few times before moving out of the way for one of the other guys.

The testosterone level was off the charts. The temperature was also still rising. When I had a view around the room all I could see was glistening bodies and wet dripping cocks. They were getting closer and closer, less shadow on the edges of the room and more in the glow of the light.

I hadn't seen Kyle, Mack or Billy for a while, but knew they were doing their best to encourage the action and keep things moving. The frenzy in front of me and the way the next few guys pounded my ass told me that the stiff pricks were about to start shooting loads of cum.

"Getting close buddy," said a voice behind me, "you ready for my fucking cum load?"

"Fuck, yeah," I said, "I'm fucking ready for all your loads."

He roared in approval and rammed his cock up my hole. I could feel it stiffen even further, feeling like a red-hot poker, and swear I could feel it pulsing as blast after blast of cum was dumped up my ass. He pulled out after the first three blasts and splattered more across my ass and lower back.

That was the trigger everyone was waiting for. Two guys stepped up to my face, jockeying to see who would get to my mouth and who would paint my face. The guy with the long slim cock got there first and was about halfway in when the other guy started shooting his load all over my face and the cock shoved in my mouth. His load tasted great.

His buddy pulled out to let his friend shoot the last of his load directly onto my tongue, sliding in after the last of his shots to push the load into my mouth.

Another cock was in my ass and exploded another load of cum. The guy was shaking and only managed to get his load into my ass because he was clamped onto my hips. Just as he was starting to come down from his spasms, I felt a load splatter all over my ass. Some must have been shot on the guy fucking me.

"Gonna fuck this load into him too."

Time seemed unreal and I'm not sure how many loads I ended up taking up my ass or swallowed. I know that several ended up coating my face and ass, and at least one shot all over my back.

The wave crested and started to ebb. Several guys were standing close to me, rubbing their cocks against me to spread the sweat and cum around on my skin. I'd never been the center of attention for anything like this and was beside myself with euphoria and horniness.

"Not quite done yet," Billy said, "where do you want it, Jason? Throat or ass?"

"Fuck me, Billy," I practically shouted.

"Ok, Jason," Billy said, "here it comes," and with that he drove his cock home and held my slippery, slimy hips in pace while he unloaded.

"Looks fucking awesome Jason," Mack said. He was next, and didn't ask what I wanted, he just stepped in once Billy pulled out and drove his massive cock home, growling as he blasted shot after show of cum up my ass.

"Open up," Kyle said, as he stroked his cock just in front of may face. I just had time to stick my tongue out as the first shot streamed across the gap between us and landed on my tongue and lower lip. His cock followed right behind, and the rest of his load when right into my mouth.

My cock was throbbing and there was a puddle of precum on the box underneath me. The two guys who had been sucking cock with me at the start of the session knelt down and tried to suckle my cock. I was so close it didn't take long before I shot, feeding each of them part of my load.

I practically collapsed as I shot, and Mack, Kyle and a few others steadied me and go me turned to sit on the box. The two guys that took my load stuck out their tongues, showing me my while goo. The both leaned in and we swapped the load back and forth until it was gone. I'd actually taken every load including my own.

The guys were not getting ready to leave. Unlike the gloryhole booth were some of the guys were getting the pants pulled up almost before they finished shooting their loads, everyone was enjoying the afterglow and the camaraderie of the session.

Gradually, they started to get restless and each one came up to me to offer thanks. While a few tussled my wet and cum-straked hair, most knelt down for a hug and kiss, whispering in my ear what an amazing time they had had, what a cum slut I was and thanking me for one of the best times of their lives.

I was so exhausted I didn't really see the last of them leave, but suddenly found myself being lifted up by Kyle and Mack and Billy. They wrapped me in a blanket and walked me home. I slept so soundly that I didn't even remember dreaming.

The body heat on either side of me woke me up first. Kyle was spooned in front of me and Mack was behind me. My cock was hard and nudging Kyle's ass. With a few gentle movements, I started to feel Mack's cock against my ass. The three of us slowly and gently nudged and touched and fondled as the morning sun streamed in across our bodies.

I smelled of sex and sweat, and could still taste some of the cum loads. The guys also smelled wonderful, like I remembered for other mornings, but with a more noticeable funk as none of us had showered after the party.

= = =

Like clockwork, Mr. Left and Mr. Right showed up shortly after 7 pm every Sunday. The contrast between hairy Mr. Right and smooth Mr. Left always felt great. On this particular weekend they chose booths opposite each other rather than beside each other. They both got off on listening to me service the other one, and I guess they wanted to add some visuals to the mix.

Smooth Mr. Left was stripped down first and slid his half erect dick through the hole. I immediately took the dick head in my mouth and sucked and licked while it continued to stiffen. I ran me fingertips over the smooth sac, sending shivers through his body. When his cock was fully hard, I pulled off and looked over my shoulder to see what Mr. Right was doing. All I could see was an eye at the hole on his side. If he wanted a show, I'd be glad to give him one.

Turning sideways, I ran my tongue along the length of Mr. Left, letting his cock push away to show it in partial profile to his buddy. Licking back up I paused at the head, being sure to lick up his sweet precum.

"Mmmm. That feels great," Mr. Left said.

"Looks fucking hot too," Mr. Right added.

I started fisting Mr. Left's cock, pointing the piss slit at the watchful eye at the other gloryhole, leaning in to lick up the precum before it dripped off the end. With my hand wrapped around the head, I licked the side of his cock and down to the smooth balls.

I heard movement from Mr. Right's booth and turned to see his darker cock and black pubes push into the hole. I reached out to grip his cock and stroke them both at the same time.

"Fuck guys," I said, "looks hot seeing your two hard cocks pointed at my face."

"Bet you love that. Don't you cock sucker?" Mr. Left asked.

"I certainly do. Love stroking and sucking your cocks."

"Spit on my cock and get it as wet as you can," Mr. Right said. I turned and spit on his cock, lubing it up further. Leaning in I licked the tip of his cock to get his precum then spit again. If he wanted a good wet and sloppy hand job, that's what he'd get.

Mr. Left pulled back and squatted down. His turn to watch while I licked and stroked Mr. Right. I put on almost the same show, licking the shaft and twisting my hand around his cock head, rubbing the precum around.

Spitting on his cock again, I was keeping it good and wet.

"Here," said Mr. Left, "use this to get his cock good and slick." He passed a small bottle of lube through the hole for me. Popping the top, I drizzled some along the top of his cock, smearing it all around with my hand. The aroma of cherries rose from his dick.

"Now me," Mr. Left said as his cock came back through the hole. I drizzled some on his cock and started stroking them both. The slick lube and my hand motions were making some wonderfully obscene sounds, which combined with their moans was really getting me turned on.

Grabbing the lube again I put some on each of their cock, and some on my ass, probing in with a finger. I knew I could control the tempo and depth of their thrusts so I didn't need much more to get ready. I continued to stroke and grabbed the lube for a third time, applying it generously to my hole both before and after slicking up their cocks.

Gripping Mr. Left's cock I stood and turned towards Mr. Right, guiding his cock to my hole. With my hand against my ass, I used my hand to fist his cock and then slip the head into my ass.

"Fuck!" exclaimed Mr. Left.

"What?" his buddy asked.

"He's riding my cock."

As he said that I used both hands to work Mr. Right's cock.

"And both his hands are tugging mine," Mr. Right said.

I pushed further down on Mr. Left and used my hands to mimic the action for Mr. Right.

"Fuck his ass feels good," Mr. Left said, as I slid back up and pushed down again.

I continued to stroke and twist Mr. Right's cock as I took more and more of his buddy's up my ass. On the next stroke I pushed all the way back and felt my ass touching the wall.

"He's taking the whole thing," Mr. Left said.

"Fuck his ass good," Mr. Right said.

The cock in my ass slid out and right back in. I was letting him take over.

"Oh man," Mr. Left said, "his ass looks so hot with my cock sliding in and out."

It felt awesome too. He stroked in at different angles and probed around while I continued to stroke Mr. Right. With a few more strokes, he was practically pounding his body against the partition between us.

I pulled off and swung around. Taking Mr. Right in my hand I guided his cock to my ass. Once I was lined up, I slid down his cock in one smooth motion.

"Oh yeah," Mr. Right said, "you opened him up good, he just took my cock in one shot."

"Pound his fucking hole," Mr. Left said, "he can take it."

I loved that they were talking about me this way, and that their talk was obviously meant to add to the unseen situation that each was imagining for the other.

Gripping Mr. Left's cock I stroked it in time with his buddy's strokes in and out of my ass.

Mr. Right was now shoving his body against the partition on each stroke, and moaning every time he bottomed out in my ass.

"Give it to him," Mr. Left said.

I pulled off Mr. Right and swung back around for Mr. Left. He started pounding as soon as my ass was against the wall. Grabbing the lube, I got Mr. Right good and slicked up again, then pulled off Mr. Left and impaled myself on Mr. Right, before lubing his cock up again.

"Fuck man," Mr. Right said, "this is fucking amazing."

Their cocks were both throbbing in my hands and ass. I went back and forth between the two of them several times before Mr. Right started to groan.

"Fuck... fuck," Mr. Right said, "I'm gonna load up his hole. I can't hold back any longer."

Mr. Left pulled back and squatted down.

"Yeah," he said, "let me see you load his hole."

I wasn't sure how much he could actually see other than my hard, dripping cock, but I think it was more for effect than anything.

Mr. Right stopped thrusting, and his cock pulsed, shooting the first shot of cum. Pulling back a few inches he thrust in again for the next shot. He repeated that for the next three shots, then just held his cock as far in my ass as he could.

His cock started to soften and his breathing became more regular. I pulled slightly forward and he pulled back, letting his cock slip out of my ass. Mr. Left's rock-hard cock was pointing at me from his side of the booth. I turned and mounted his cock.

"I can feel your fucking load up his ass," Mr. Left said.

"Pound it in and add your scum on top of mine," Mr. Right said.

The sound was different with the addition of the cum load up my ass. It didn't take long before he was close to shooting his load.

"I can see you pounding his ass," Mr. Right said, "load that fucking beautiful hole with your load!"

"Arrrrrggghhh," Mr. Left said, before his cock started to pulse and his load pulsed into my chute, mixing with his buddy's load. He pounded the wall several times as each convulsion of his body spewed more cum into me.

Holding his cock all the way in, he said, "What a great fucking hole!"

Mr. Right just chuckled, "certainly is."

His cock slid out of my hole, and I felt both empty and full.

"Awesome, buddy," Mr. Right said.

"Thanks," Mr. Left said, as they opened their doors and disappeared into the night.

= = =

After closing up and getting back to Kyle's I found the two of them naked, as usual, in the kitchen. I recounted the latest encounter with Mr. Left and Mr. Right.

"Fucking hot," Mack said.

"Better than that," Kyle said, "he's ready to go and loaded up already. We both get sloppy seconds."

"Or thirds," Mack added, turning off the heat on the stove. "This can wait."

Rushing upstairs, I was on my hands and knees as quickly as I could.

Kyle and Mack both took turns fucking my ass and riding my mouth. I had wanted to do this in the booth, but there was not quite enough room. I was in pig heaven being used by my two buddies and imagining Mr. Left and Mr. Right doing the same thing.

I fucking lost it first, with Kyle fucking me and Mack fucking my face.

My ass clamping down on Kyle's cock while I shot put him over the edge and he pounded a third load in my hole. No sooner had he dumped, than Mack was ready to pound in and add to the mess. The fourth load was amazing, and I could feel the mingled loads squishing out around his cock as he blasted away.

We all collapsed on the bed for a few minutes before Kyle got up to check on dinner.

"Your buddy really cares for you, you know," Mack said. "We are just fuck buddies who happen to get along, but I think he is going to miss you when you go back to university."

"Yeah," I said, "I'm going to miss him too. And miss the two of you fucking me."

"Well, that's what weekends are for."

= = =

Kyle's idea, and the plans we put in place to make it work, really did increase business. We made sure that each trucker knew he could pass along the details of how to find us. My trolling cruising sites and message boards encouraged quite a few truckers to get off the new highway and travel the now less frequently travelled route.

There was a somewhat regular group of truckers who made a point of dropping by and dropping a load before carrying on.

The idea of opening the rest of Kyle's house as a bed and breakfast slash bred and breakfast was bantered around, but usually before we could get down to seriously planning the opportunity our horniness would take over and we'd end up fucking.

Mack spent more and more time with us, but it was clear that he was in it for the sex and the company, but didn't want to be a regular part of the business. We were both okay with that.

Towards the end of summer, more of the fathers were staying up for vacations, and then travelling home with their families. We had to catch a few quickies where we could, or be satisfied with longing looks and discrete waves as they motored past or topped up their gas tanks.

All in all, the summer turned out way better than I had imagined back when I got the two phone calls from Kyle while sucking cock in the library basement. Next summer would be even better.

The End

= = =

I had arrived back at campus just in time for orientation week. I didn't have any part in running any of the events, or really any thoughts of participating. My goal was to seek out some new guys in the freshman class who might be looking to experiment.

The library basement gloryhole was still intact. I'd love to know what the maintenance guys thought of that, but that's another story.

= = =

While writing my essay, I'd been so horned up that I spent a good part of the time stroking my dick while I typed. I'd shot three loads reliving the events and was still horned up. As soon as I emailed to this to Professor Jones, I'd be headed over to the library to suck more cock.

After proofing it one more time it was ready to go. It's amazing how many typos escape your notice when you are stroking your hard cock at the same time.

Off it went. We will see what comes of it.

= = =

Things were a little quiet in the library as classes were only just getting underway. I was about to give up when I heard the outer door and then the inner door creak open. I sat there waiting to see whether someone was here for fun or for business. The stall door next to me opened and I saw a flash of khaki before the door closed. Must be here for fun as there was no one else here and no need to take the stall next to mine.

I hear a belt buckle and zipper and leaned forward a bit to see him slide his pants down.

The shaved crotch and cock looked slightly familiar, but then given the number of cocks I'd sucked here and over the summer maybe I was just imagining things.

He slid his cock through the hole without any preliminaries, and I slid down off the toilet to my knees to take the head in my mouth. My fingers caressed the smooth ball sac.

"Yeah," said the guy next door, "just like that. You know that's how I like it." Maybe I had sucked him before.

His cock was almost completely hard now and I was sucking the whole thing, getting my lips right down to the base.

"Nice," he said, "love the way you suck my cock."

Wow. I guess I had sucked him before.

He was getting into it now and so was I. Who cared whether I had sucked him before. Could even have been part of his scenario, imagining a friend or fuck buddy playing with him in a real or imagined scene. Stroking and sucking his cock and smooth balls really had me turned on. I licked and sucked his dick head while stroking his shaft and balls.

He was really getting into it, and started leaking a bit of precum. The sweet taste was also a little familiar. He pulled back and I moved my face forward to the edge of the hole. I couldn't see much of his body, but the hard cock was right there. He started stroking his cock.

"Your mouth looks so hot there," he said, "I love to see my cock sliding in and out of your hot lips, but I love to watch you taking my load even more. Stick your tongue out."

Doing as I was told I stuck out my tongue and tilted my head back a bit. His balls were pulled up tight and I could see his thighs starting to tremble.

"Here it comes," he said as the first blast shot out, right into my mouth. "Take my load, Jason."

Hearing my name shocked me. As I gasped, he shoved his cock into my mouth and shot the next two volleys right down my throat. He pulled back and shot the last few shots in my mouth.

"Yes," he said "I know it's you. My husband and I enjoyed our Sunday evenings this summer as I'm sure you are aware. Reading you essay confirmed it."

"Professor Jones?" I exclaimed.

"Yes," he said, "but when you are on your knees you can call me Mike."

I was shocked. What would happen now? How did he find out? As I thought about it a little more, I realized that if he was here, and had just had his cock in my mouth, maybe things wouldn't be as bad as I thought.

"Don't worry, Jason," Mike said, "all is good. But, as you know, part of my creative writing course is critical thinking and review. I've forwarded all the essays to all of the eight guys in the class. Just thought I'd give you a head's up."