Becoming a faggot

My Big Brother Randy

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Characters:

• Darren - The main character and faggot
• Randy - Darren's older brother
• Chris - Randy's high school friend
• Scotty – Darren’s cousin
• Mark – Chris’ younger brother
• Pablo – Uncle of family next door to Randy and Darren
• Steve – Scotty’s best friend
• Brian – Scotty’s friend
• Paul – Scotty’s friend
• Craig – Steve’s older brother
• Matty – Craig’s faggot
• Alejandro – Pablo’s nephew and neighbor to Randy and Darren
• Tyson – Chris’ friend, boyfriend of Randy’s and Darren’s sister
• John – Chris’ friend from college
• Michael – Chris’ friend from college

It had been an eventful day so far for Darren. After finishing the fag games earlier, he and Matty had gone swimming while the other boys went to work out. They’d spent several hours in the pool together just the two of them. Talking with Matty had helped Darren to feel less apprehensive about how angry Scotty had been when he’d left after getting spanked by Craig in front of them all.

Matty had confided in Darren that he and Craig liked each other, in a way that a boy and girl might. The older boy tried to help Darren understand that it was okay for two boys to feel that way toward each other. Matty even asked Darren if he liked boys more than girls, but Darren didn’t know what to say. Darren shared that he hated how Mark and Scotty treated him, but confessed that he enjoyed doing things to please his brother Randy and his brother’s friend, Chris. Darren admitted that he liked Matty and the other boys in a similar way. What Darren didn’t tell was how much he liked seeing Matty in just a thong at the pool, realizing that the boy must wear it regularly to get such a stark tanline from it.

When the other boys joined them at the pool, Darren got excited to see them all shirtless and in just shorts, bodies still glistening with sweat from their workouts. Darren found himself unable to stop looking at all the boys as they lay out by the side of the pool.

Once the sun started to go down, they all went back to Craig’s and Steve’s apartment. Steve called Scotty to check in on his friend, but Scotty’s mom answered and told him that Scotty wasn’t feeling well. She told him it was okay for Darren to spend the night with them though, as she was happy to see that they’d taken a liking to Darren since he was normally such a shy boy.

“I guess you’re off the hook since Scotty’s not here,” Craig told Paul.

“Our team lost and I don’t go back on a bet,” Paul said, his freckled chest bare and his red hair messy from their earlier workout, “Just because Scotty’s being a little bitch doesn’t mean I’m not gonna man up to my part of the bargain.”

“You realize what you are signing up for?” Chris asked, giving him a chance to reconsider, “You’ll be our slave for the night.”

“Yeah, but no sex stuff,” Steve added, wanting to make things easier for his friend.

“Except for having to kiss our asses,” Brian reminded them all, glancing at Paul with a big grin on his face, “But he won’t mind, will you Paul?”

“Shut the fuck up,” Paul responded defensively, “I’m only doing this because we lost.”

“Yeah, right,” Brian teased, “You’re gonnna secretly love it.”

“Are you girls done flirting,” Craig said, sounding impatient, “Cause I’m eager to get the fun started. And Matty still needs to claim his prize.”

Craig decided that part of Matty’s prize would be that he wouldn’t have to be the bitch tonight and that Paul would join Darren in being their servants. Rather than feeling dread, Darren felt excited at the idea of serving Matty and all the boys.

Both Darren and Paul were made to strip off their clothes and told they’d be naked for the night. When Matty took off his thong and suggested Paul should wear it to look more the part of their bitch, Paul’s pale skin turned bright red. Craig, Brian and Steve all quickly agreed and Matty tossed the red thong over to Paul. As Paul reluctantly slipped it on, Darren wondered what it would feel like to wear a thong too.

“You look like such a slut,” Brian laughed, as he walked behind Paul to admire his ass in the thong and gave it a playful slap.

Paul didn’t say anything, but Darren thought he might have turned even redder than he had been before. Craig said it was time for the first part of Paul’s punishment. He ordered their new bitch to get on his back on the floor and informed him that they’d all be doing squats over his face for Paul to perform his ass kissing.

Craig stripped off his gym shorts and told Steve and Brian to do the same. Darren felt excited as he watched them all get down to their underwear. Steve and Craig were both wearing tight white briefs, but Brian was in a jockstrap.

“No way am I gonna kiss Brian’s ass like that,” Paul said and started to get up off the floor when he saw what Brian was wearing.

“Ah, don’t act like that,” Brian said to his friend, “You know I only wear jocks.”

“Get back down and no complaining,” Craig told Paul, “You agreed to this. Don’t make me have to punish you like I did Scotty.”

The tone of Craig’s voice and the look on his face must have made Paul understand he wasn’t kidding and so the boy laid back down, not wanting to receive a public spanking like the one Craig had administered to Scotty earlier.

“Good boy,” Craig said and then stood above Paul, his feet planted on either side of the boy’s head. Darren watched as Craig slowly squatted down until his underwear clad ass came into contact with Paul’s face. Darren heard the boy give the ass presented to him a quick kiss and then Craig raised back up, “See, that wasn’t so bad. If you just behave, it’ll go quick.”

“Me next, but I want to hear the kiss as well as feel it,” Steve said as he stepped up and followed Craig’s lead, quickly squatting and then rising once Paul had placed a loud kiss on the fabric covering Steve’s ass.

“Okay Matty, your turn,” Craig announced, and Darren could see the dismayed look on Paul’s face when he realized he had to even kiss the ass of Craig’s bitch.

Darren admired how sexy Matty’s smooth butt looked with the thong tanline. From what Darren could tell, there wasn’t a single hair anywhere on Matty’s body. Paul closed his eyes as Matty slowly lowered himself to the boy’s face. Once Paul could feel Matty’s bare ass within reach, he gave it a quick smack with his lips. But Matty didn’t lift back up immediately.

“Sir, may I please have our bitch give my hole a kiss too?” Matty asked, looking over at Craig with a big grin on his face.

“Of course,” Craig replied, smiling back at Matty, “You heard him, bitch. Give my boy a sweet kiss right on his pussylips.”

Darren could hear Paul moan in dismay, but saw him open his eyes in order to find Matty’s asshole. It took Paul a moment to bring himself to do it, but he finally pushed his face deep into the crevice of the firm ass and pressed his lips to Matty’s hole.

“Thank you, Paul,” Matty said as he stood, “Your lips felt nice on my cunt.”

“Sure, whatever,” Paul mumbled before he looked over at Brian, who was last to go. As Brian approached Paul, Darren thought he saw Paul’s dick jump in the pouch of his thong.

“Why don’t you get a better look, boy,” Brian suggested to Darren, who quickly moved to lay on his side next to Paul on the floor. Then Brian said to Paul before squatting down on his friend’s face, “I gotta warn you dude, I’m pretty ripe from our workout.”

Darren saw a craving in Paul’s eyes as Brian’s ass moved closer and closer to his face, the hairy ass parting, displaying his tight asshole. Darren could smell the sweat and musk filling the space around him and Paul. Just as Brian’s ass hovered directly above Paul’s face, his hairy nutsack slipped out of the jockstrap. Paul’s lips parted and without warning, Brian dropped his ass on his buddy’s face.

Unlike the others, Brian took his time to rest his ass on Paul’s face and even moved his hips just enough to wipe his hairy crack and exposed hole back and forth. Darren heard a soft moan come from Paul. Brian’s balls pulled out of the boy’s mouth and Paul extended tongue to keep the contact with Brian’s hairy asshole. It seemed like it was several minutes before Brian began to rise up. Just as the sweaty ass was lifting off Paul’s face, Brian let out a loud fart that caused the other boys to all burst out laughing.

“Sorry, dude,” Brian chuckled, as he stood up and stuffed his balls back into his jock.

“Fucking gross, man,” Paul said, holding his nose, as he sat up. He pretended to be angry, but Darren noticed that Paul was tenting the front of the thong.

The rest of the night was spent with Paul and Darren serving the other boys while they played video games and watched television. Paul was made to massage their feet, while Darren was ordered to sniff and lick at their crotches. They must have liked seeing Paul in a thong, because they had him running back and forth to the kitchen to get them snacks and sodas, slapping his ass each time he would pass one of them.

Darren started with Brian, sniffing his jockstrap and being told to lap at his balls and hard dick through the pouch. The scent of the boy’s sweat took Darren into that headspace where he wanted nothing more than to do as he was told to please this group of boys. Once Paul moved to Brian to massage his feet, Brian gently pushed Darren away.

Craig told Darren to work on Steve next and returned to making out with Matty. Steve had pulled his cock and balls out through the fly of his briefs. He stared intently into Darren’s eyes as he guided the boy down between his legs and pressed him into his balls to lick. Steve controlled Darren’s actions at that point and rubbed his balls all over Darren’s face and tongue, before moving him up his cock and pressing his dick into Darren’s mouth. Steve took his time and slowly worked his hard dick in and out, until finally cum began to squirt across Darren’s tongue. With a pat on the head, Steve pulled his dick from Darren’s lips and sighed contentedly as he lay back into the couch and closed his eyes.

Darren watched Craig kissing Matty passionately and then glanced over at Paul and Brian. They were so absorbed in what they were doing, they didn’t realize that Darren was watching as Brian had Paul massage one foot while he had was rubbing the other in his friend’s face. Darren saw a sadistic smile spread across Brian’s face as he forced his big toe between Paul’s lips. Rather than protest, Paul sucked on the toe in his mouth until Brian pulled it free and gently smacked him across the face with his foot. Brian then lowered his leg and put his foot in Paul’s crotch to slap at the obvious hardon in the boy’s thong. Paul realized they were being watched and quickly pulled away from Brian.

The confused look on Paul’s face was betrayed by the hard dick bulging out the front of his thong. The boy tried to hide it unsuccessfully with his hands, as he knelt in front of Brian.

Darren looked behind him and saw Matty whispering something to Craig. “Alright boys,” Craig spoke, turning all attention towards him as he stood, “My bitch wants me to take him to bed. Darren, you’re sleeping with us.”

“I’m pretty wiped myself,” Brian said and stretched his arms up over his head, exposing his damp armpits, “Looks like Steve’s already crashed on the couch, so Paul and I will take his bed.”

Craig walked down the hall, taking Matty and Darren with him. Brian got up and headed after the others, scratching his ass as he turned into Steve’s room, not bothering to look back to see if Paul was following.

It was later that night and they were all out on Chris’ patio, Randy, Alex, Chris and two of the guys Randy had met earlier. Everyone else had gone home, including Tyson. Randy was sitting in a chair at the patio table, against the wall with Alex on one side and Chris on the other. Chris’ two college friends, the guy from the swim team and the one from the volleyball league, were on the other side of the table. Randy couldn’t remember their names and was too embarrassed, as well as drunk and stoned, to ask them again. Through the conversation Randy eventually learned they were John, the swimmer, and Michael. They seemed to be best of friends based on the way they were acting with each other.

Randy found himself watching Chris, trying to comprehend their interaction earlier. While he might have been a little buzzed and high, his head was spinning more from having found himself sitting with his face pressed against Chris’ crotch, certain that he could feel Chris’ hardening dick through his pants. He wondered what Chris must have thought when he felt Randy’s open mouth cover the head of his cock through the fabric of his jeans. Chris had pretended not to notice or acknowledge it at the time, but Randy felt self-conscious now that they were sitting at the table. He thought for sure that Chris was looking at him differently, as if he knew some secret that Randy was hiding.

Randy listened in a daze as Chris and his college friends talked about classes they were going to be taking next semester and other things Randy wasn’t really paying attention to. He was distracted for good reason, as Alex had his hand casually down the back of Randy’s pants and was playing with the back of the thong Randy had been made to wear. The way they were all situated, no one could see what Alex was doing, but despite this, Randy was feeling incredibly exposed to this group and thought he even caught John and Alex exchanging knowing glances.

Just as Alex pulled the thong strap and let it snap back into place, Randy saw all eyes turn to him. His heart stopped, fearing that they’d all heard and would notice that Alex was groping his ass. Randy felt his face flush when John smiled at him, almost with a smirk on his face, as Alex continued to caress the top of Randy’s hairy crack with his fingers.

Chris placed his hand firmly on Randy’s knee under the table. Randy looked at Chris confused, having not been following the conversation, “Sorry, what?”

Chris squeezed Randy’s knee, “I was telling the guys about our little brothers and how different they are. I asked if Mark reminded you of me when we were younger.”

“Oh, yeah,” Randy stuttered, “He’s just like his big brother.”

“He and I are a lot alike,” Chris said, his speech a little slurred. Maybe because of how buzzed he was, he moved his hand up Randy’s leg and squeezed Randy’s inner thigh, “I’m teaching Mark how to go after what he wants.”

Randy felt his dick hardening from Chris’ touch and it began to grow down the length of the leg Chris had his hand on. Chris kept smiling at Randy and began to slide his hand further up the leg, at the same time that Alex began to squeeze the top of his firm asscheek. Wanting to get away from the temptations, Randy jumped to his feet announcing he had to piss. When he stood up though and swayed a little, he realized just how stoned he was.

Alex steadied him, “Let me help you,” he offered.

“I can manage,” Randy said, glancing at Chris to see if he was watching, but his friend was busy talking to John and Michael again.

“It’s fine, I need to take a leak too,“ Alex said, ushering Randy through the kitchen to the bathroom.

As soon as the door was shut, Alex pulled Randy to him and kissed him on the lips. It pushed Randy deeper into that headspace he’d experienced when Alex had fucked him on his kitchen table. Randy simply gave in, but then thought of Chris and quickly pulled away. “I’m a little buzzed, sorry.”

“Don’t be,” Alex responded and grabbed Randy’s face to turn it back toward him and kissed him again, harder, pressing his tongue into Randy’s mouth. At the same time, Alex worked his hand down the back of Randy’s pants and rubbed his cum wet asshole. Alex pushed Randy toward the toilet, “Go pee, baby,” he ordered.

Randy stepped over to the toilet, started to undo his pants, and lifted the seat, feeling a little weird with Alex watching.

“What are you doing?” Alex asked him.

“I’m about to take a piss like you told me to,” Randy said, sounding confused.

“No, I meant, why are you standing? Men stand to piss,” Alex explained, “You should always sit to pee like a girl.”

Something about Alex’s words and tone of voice, caused Randy’s dick to jump. “Yes Sir,” Randy responded, as he put the toilet seat back down, pushed his jeans and thong to his ankles and sat, tucking his hardening dick between his legs and pointed down into the toilet.

Alex stepped in front of him, opened up his pants and took out his hard dick. He grabbed Randy by the back of the head and pulled him forward. Randy knew what to do and opened his mouth, engulfing Alex’s uncut cock.

“Just a little taste, until you can suck me off again properly,” Alex said and used his free hand to pull back his foreskin and let Randy’s tongue run along the underside of his cock. The taste of the dick slime made Randy’s mouth water and he eagerly lapped it up and sucked on Alex’s uncut cock as piss began to stream from his own dick and splash into the bowl.

“I need to piss too,” Alex told Randy, “You want it, baby?”

Without even thinking, Randy nodded. Soon enough, Randy was gulping down Alex’s piss, which didn’t taste like anything really. Randy had no problems swallowing it all without spilling a drop. Alex pulled his dick from Randy’s mouth and wiped the few remaining drops into Randy’s hair.

Just then, the bathroom door opened and John walked in. He looked at the two of them and grinned at Alex, who just nodded back, his half hard dick still sticking out of his pants. Randy was completely embarrassed, sitting on the toilet with Alex’s dick hanging in his face, feeling the last of Alex’s cum still dripping from his hole.

“I was hoping I’d catch you before you finished,” John said, closing the door behind him as he stepped up to Alex. He reached up and put his hand on the back of Alex’s neck and brought their faces close to each other and their mouths met. They stood in front of Randy and kissed as he looked up at them, Randy’s dick hardening at the sight yet feeling confused at what was going on.

Randy thought that John was a very attractive guy, nice tight body from swimming, about 5’8” tall, short brown hair and dark brown eyes, and a sexy mouth that was currently locked on Alex’s. Randy watched as Alex undid John’s pants, pulled out a 7” cut cock and maneuvered John’s crotch to Randy’s face. Without breaking the kiss, Alex guided the new cock to Randy’s mouth and forced it in.

Randy didn’t try to fight and instead began to suck on John’s nice thick dick, until Alex gently smacked him in the face and pulled away from the kiss with John. “Just wait,” Alex told him, “And swallow.”

Just as these words registered with Randy, he felt the flow of piss begin to fill his mouth. As he swallowed the second pissload of recycled beer, he felt his gut clench and suddenly some of Alex’ cum from earlier in the day started to leak from his hole. He tried to hold it in, but was mortified when he let out a wet fart and the seed began to pour from his ass and splash into the toilet.

“Was that your load?” John asked Alex, ignoring Randy even as his pissed continued to flow down Randy’s throat.

“Yeah, I fucked him earlier today.” Alex confirmed, “I’ll have to seed him again soon, don’t’ want him to feel empty without a man’s cum deep in his pussy.”

Randy closed his eyes, feeling the shame wash over him. It was more than his brain could handle, them talking about him as if he wasn’t there, referring to his asshole as a pussy, drinking down the piss of this guy he’d just met, and having him know that Alex had fucked him earlier and dumped his load into Randy.

“Does Chris know about you two?” John asked Alex, as his heavy stream of piss started to slow.

“Actually, I only just met Randy today,” Alex responded, watching Randy swallow his friend’s piss, “But he’s eager to please and a natural at it. I don’t think Chris knows his best friend is a bitch, but I imagine he’ll find out on his own soon enough.”

“Would be hot to let your bitch serve all of us,” John said, finishing his piss, “Michael thinks he’s hot and wouldn’t mind a little play with him for sure.”

“After seeing the way he looks at Chris, I don’t think he’s gonna be my bitch for long. We’ll have to see how the night goes and what Chris might be up for,” Alex said and reached down to pull Randy to his feet, “Did you enjoy the taste of our piss, baby? Maybe later tonight we won’t even have to get up for the bathroom. We can just call you over to drain us. Now pull your pants up and let’s go join the other guys.”

Once they were all in the bedroom, Craig stripped and decided it was time for Matty to claim his prize for winning the fag competitions. Matty was told to get up on the bed and lay on his back, legs lifted and with his ass right at the bottom edge of the mattress. Darren was then ordered to kneel down in front of Matty and lick his hole to get it ready for Craig’s dick. There was no reason why Craig shouldn’t be able to enjoy himself at the same time Matty was getting his dick sucked by Darren.

“Good boy,” Craig told Darren, as he pushed the boy’s face deeper into Matty’s smooth pussy, “Get it really wet with your tongue, so my dick slides in nice and easy.”

This was the second time Darren was licking Matty’s ass that day, the first time being earlier after Craig had fucked him and flooded Matty’s hole with cum. Darren was enjoying the feel of his tongue on the smooth hole just as much now as he had then.

“That’s good enough, boy,” Craig said, turning Darren to face him, “Now get your little mouth on my dick and slick it up with your spit.”

Without wasting any time, the older boy slide his thick 9” cock into Darren’s mouth and gently pumped it in and out. He wasn’t trying to get off, he was simply using Darren’s mouth as a way to lube his dick up. Once Craig’s cock was dripping with the boy’s spit, he ordered Darren up on the bed so that he was staring at Matty’s dick, with his ass in Matty’s face.

“Make out with our boy’s cute little butt while he sucks your dick, Matty,” Craig ordered, “And loosen up your pussy and get ready to be fucked hard.”

Darren felt Matty grip him by the hips and pull his ass down. The feel of the wet tongue lapping at his butthole made him quiver. Looking forward, he saw Craig holding Matty’s legs by the ankles with one hand as he used the other hand to guide his big dick toward Matty’s hole. Darren had a close up view as Craig pressed his cock against the opening.

“Open up for me, bitch,” Craig told Matty, “Once I’m all the way in, I’ll let our boy start to suck your dick and you can cum in his mouth as I get ready to cum in your ass.”

Darren watched with fascination as Craig’s fat cock stretched Matty’s asshole and the head of his dick eventually popped in. Matty moaned into Darren’s ass, causing him to moan as well. Slow and steady, Craig drove his hips forward until his dick had sunk the full length into Matty’s ass.

“God, I love the feel of your cunt swallowing my dick,” Craig said, and then gripped Matty’s 8” hard cock by the base and offered it to Darren, “Open up boy and use your mouth to get my bitch off.”

There was a bead of juice leaking from the tip of Matty’s dick and Darren leaned forward to lick it up. It tasted salty and a little sweet and Darren took the head the cock into his mouth. He tasted more precum as it was forced out of Matty’s cock as Craig began to slowly fuck his hole.

“Fuck yeah, boy,” Matty groaned, “Get your mouth as far down on my dick as you can go.”

Wanting to please both Craig and Matty, Darren took as much of the big dick as he could until he gagged on it. Craig let go of Matty’s dick and gripped an ankle in each hand and spread his bitch’s legs wide apart. As Darren pulled off of Matty’s cock, Craig slid his dick out and wagged it in Darren’s face.

“Taste my bitch,” Craig said and pulled Darren’s head forward and onto the cock that had just been in Matty’s cunt. Darren slid his mouth up and down a few times, before Craig pushed him off gently and told him to get back to sucking Matty.

“You wouldn’t believe how tight this boycunt is, baby,” Matty said to Craig, taking his mouth off Darren’s hole, “I can’t even work my tongue in.”

“Maybe I’ll allow you fuck him someday,” Craig said, “And let him get use to your dick before he has to take mine.”

The talk made Darren even more eager to suck Matty and make him feel good. He was happy to be pleasing both boys, and thought it would only be better if Steve was there too. Darren thought both the brothers and their bitch were very handsome and he liked how it felt being with them. He especially liked how protective they were with him when it came to Scotty.

Craig ordered Darren to hold Matty’s legs back with his arms, while Craig held Darren’s head in his hands. The older boy controlled the pace of Darren’s mouth on Matty’s cock, matching it to the speed that Craig’s dick was fucking Matty’s cunt. It didn’t matter when Darren gagged, Craig just kept going, and the longer it went on the more Darren could feel Matty panting into his ass.

“Oh god, Sir, please may I cum,” Matty begged, “Your cock fucking my pussy and his mouth on my dick feels so good, I can’t hold back.”

“Yeah, go for it bitch,” Craig growled, “I’m just about ready to bust my nut in your ass.”

Matty let out a guttural moan and Craig pushed Darren’s head down. Darren felt Matty’s dick throb and begin to pump out cum even as his throat opened up and took the thick cock into it. He struggled against Craig’s firm grip, but he was held in place as Matty deposited his seed.

Craig then moaned out and slammed his cock deep into Matty’s ass, letting go of Darren’s head in order to grab Matty by the hips and pull him further onto his dick. He humped into Matty a few more times, before he pulled his spurting cock out and aimed it at Darren’s face, holding the boy in place by his hair. Even as Darren was still swallowing Matty’s big load, he felt Craig’s hot cum splash across his cheeks, nose, and into mouth.

Once Craig was done, he let go of Darren’s hair and pet the top of his head, “Good boy for making my bitch cum,” he said, “I could feel his cunt spasm around my dick and milk out my load.”

“Thank you, Sir,” was all Darren could think to say, as he knelt up, tasting both their cum and feeling some of Craig’s drip down his face.

“I bet you fed our boy a big load, considering how long it had been since I last allowed you to cum,” Craig said to Matty, who was now resting on his elbows staring at the two of them, “Did our new boy do a good job sucking you off, baby?”

“I forgot how good it felt to cum like that, Sir,” Matty admitted, “I can’t remember the last time I had someone suck my dick.”

“Well, you do have a pretty nice dick for a bitch,” Craig admitted, “I’ll let him suck you off again if you’re good. Now get cleaned up so we can go to bed.”

It took a few moments for Paul to wrap his head around all that had happened tonight. He was still there on his knees in Matty’s thong, alone with Steve, who was sleeping on the couch with his dick and balls still hanging through the fly of his underwear. He admired his friend’s chest, hairy for a boy his age. He unconsciously leaned forward and took a quick sniff at Steve’s crotch, enjoying the musky cum scent. He didn’t want to risk Steve waking up and catching him like this, so he got to his feet and wandered back to Steve’s bedroom, leaving his friend dozing on the couch.

Paul found Brian snoring softly in Steve’s bed, laying on his stomach under the covers. Paul was happy to strip off the thong, remembering how embarrassing it had been to wear it. He crawled under the covers and lay next to his friend, close enough to feel the heat coming off of Brian.

He closed his eyes and tried to sleep, but his mind wouldn’t shut off. Paul was confused by his behavior today with Brian. He hadn’t been able to control the urge to sniff his friend’s ass when no one was looking. He was even more surprised at how his dick had jumped when Brian had squatted over him, dropping his balls into Paul’s open mouth. He had tried to pretend that he’d been grossed out when Brian had farted in his face, but even then he had found himself taking in a deep breath to fully experience his friend’s smells. What was wrong with him today that he would willingly do those things. But there was no denying that he’d been turned on by his friend, just thinking about it now had his dick rock hard under the covers.

Paul reached down and grabbed ahold of his dick and slowly started to play with it, as he listened to his friend sleeping next to him. After a few strokes, he let go of his throbbing dick and willed himself to sleep. Maybe when he woke up tomorrow, he’d be back to normal.

But he couldn’t sleep with the images running through his head. There was the image of Brian on the couch, his legs spread and his hairy ass shown off to Paul. There was Brian’s ass in a jock lowering down toward him, balls hanging out. There was Brian rubbing his foot in Paul’s face and sticking a toe in his mouth. And there was the way that Brian looked at him in each of these situations, a faint smile on his face, as if to say that he knew Paul wanted to be his bitch. And Paul had to wonder to himself if that was what he wanted, to be Brian’s bitch the way that Matty’s was Craig’s bitch.

As if in answer to the question, Brian rolled over in his sleep onto his back. Paul looked at his friend’s face and thought about how handsome Brian was. His gaze moved down his friend’s sleeping form. Brian was so much taller, hairier and muscled. Paul rolled to his side and got up on one elbow, to better admire the body lying next to him under the covers. He looked at Brian’s crotch and could see the distinct outline of a soft dick.

Without thinking, Paul reached out and hovered his hand over the bulge under the covers, wanting to touch it. After a minute or so, he worked up the courage to lower his hand down on top of the blanket and felt his friend’s soft dick underneath. He was careful not to apply too much pressure, afraid to wake Brian up and ruin the moment. The longer he did this though, the more he wanted to grab his friend’s dick through the blanket. Finally the temptation was too much and he gave into his urges, gently cupping his hand over the bulge, feeling it start to harden.

“Enjoying yourself?” Brian asked in a whisper.

Paul jumped with surprise and immediately rolled away from his friend, facing the bedroom door and regretting having gone so far, likely ruining their friendship forever.

At that same moment, the bedroom opened and Steve wandered in. Neither Paul nor Brian said a word, pretending to be asleep as Steve climbed into bed in his underwear. He nudged Paul in the chest with his elbow, “Scoot over.”

Paul made room for Steve and found his back pressed to Brian’s chest. Paul could feel Brian’s hard dick against his bare ass, as his friend reached under the covers and placed his arm around Paul’s waist to pull him even closer.

“Go to sleep,” Was all Brian whispered into Paul’s ear, while softly grinding his dick into the crevice of Paul’s ass. Not too long after, Brian’s hips stopped moving and Paul could feel his friend’s breath against his neck as Brian drifted back to sleep. Sleep didn’t come quickly for Paul, but when it finally did, he dreamt of Brian.

As the Alex, John and Randy went to rejoin the group, Randy kept repeating in his head the conversation John and Alex had been having as they fed him their piss. Randy followed Alex and John into the livingroom and found Chris and Michael had moved there. Chris looked very relaxed as he sat back on the couch. Michael was sitting in one of the armchairs across from him and John walked over to sat in a chair next to Michael.

Randy took a good look at the two handsome men sitting near one another, noticing that Michael was the tallest in the group at 6’4”. He had a very slim tan body from being playing volleyball outdoors regularly. His shaggy blonde hair partially covered his pale blue eyes, but Randy still saw Michael exchange a quizzical glance with John. His friend leaned over and whispered something to Michael, who was looking right at Randy as he listened to what John was telling him. Randy watched as a smile broke out across the handsome blonde’s face. The two continued to whisper back and forth in their private conversation.

“Randy!” Chris called out to his friend when he saw him return from the bathroom, “Come sit down next to me. Alex, grab us some beers would ya?”

“Sure thing,” Alex said, as he placed a hand on Randy’s ass and guided him over to the couch, before heading into the kitchen to get the beers.

Randy sat down, leaving some distance between him and Chris. He was worried that his friend might be able to smell the piss on his breath if he got too close. He watched Michael and John nervously, wondering what they might be talking about. From the way that Michael had looked at him, Randy was pretty sure he knew what John was telling his friend.

“Dude, get over here,” Chris said and wrapped his arm around Randy’s neck to pull his friend closer to him. In doing so, he brought Randy’s head down until his face was right next to Chris’ armpit. The musky smell filled Randy’s head and he felt his dick begin to plump up in his pants. He reached down and covered his lap with his hands, but didn’t try to break free. Playfully, Chris just tightened his arm and held Randy in place.

“Damn Chris, don’t make Randy smell your stink,” Michael said, “You were pretty ripe after our game earlier.”

“Ah, you don’t mind, do you Randy?” Chris asked.

Randy couldn’t speak, consumed with the smell of his friend. He watched as Chris moved a hand down to start massaging the bulge in his pants. Randy had a perfect view as Chris groped himself.

Alex walked back into the room and set beers on the table, handing one to Chris. Alex smiled at the position Chris had Randy in. “I brought this,” Alex said, and handed Chris a freshly rolled joint.

“Perfect,” Chris responded, taking the joint and putting it to his lips while Alex lit it for him.

Chris lifted Randy’s head from his pit and held him by the chin. He then pressed his mouth to Randy’s and blew the pot smoke out, forcing Randy to breath it in.

Randy turned his head to release the smoke and saw Michael and John both watching, each casually rubbing the bulges in their jeans. Michael took the next hit and blew the smoke into John’s mouth. Once John had exhaled, Michael turned his friend’s face back to him. Their mouths connected again and Randy could see tongues darting between lips.

He was watching them kiss so intently that Randy jumped when Alex sat down on the other side of him and pulled him back against the couch. Alex pulled off his shirt and threw it on the floor. Michael broke the kiss with John and stood up. Following Alex’s lead, Michael yanked his shirt over his head, revealing a nicely defined body with a good amount of hair on his tanned chest. Standing in front of John, Michael stepped forward and John leaned in and began to rub his face against the crotch of Michael’s pants.

Randy felt incredibly confused by what was going on. Here was John, a guy who had just pissed down his throat, now appearing to willingly kiss and fondle his friend. Randy felt the couch shift and watched as Chris stood to remove his own shirt. Chris then reached down to Randy’s waist, grabbing the bottom his shirt and lifting it up and off.

“Pretty crazy, huh?” Chris said to Randy, referring to John and Michael. He sat back down next to Randy and put his arm casually around Randy’s shoulders, “John and Michael are boyfriends, they just aren’t out to a lot of people. Only to Alex and me, and a few other friends.”

John turned his head, so that the side of his face was rubbing the growing bulge in Michael’s jeans. “We love Chris’ parties, especially when they die down and it’s just us left.”

“I get off on watching you suck our buddies,” Michael said to John, grabbing his boyfriend’s head and pressing it more firmly into his hardening crotch. With the other hand, he slid down the zipper and then pushed John’s nose into the opening of his jeans, “I figure since you suck cock so well and love doing it, I should share your talents with my friends.”

John worked on getting Michael’s dick out. Randy couldn’t take his eyes off of the two hot men, one on his knees about to suck cock in front of all of them.

“You thinking about letting him suck your dick?” Chris asked Randy, “Getting stoned makes me horny. And there’s something kinda hot about watching a guy like John submit to another man.”

Randy wasn’t certain he’d be able to speak even if he knew how to answer Chris question. The first response that came to mind was, “I’d like to try sucking your dick,” but he knew that wasn’t something he wanted to ever admit to his best friend. Chris leaned back, watching as John now had Michael’s pants to his knees and was licking the front of his boyfriend’s white briefs.

Alex grabbed Randy’s hand and moved it into his crotch, coming into contact with hot flesh. Randy’s head shot to his right and saw that Alex had pulled out his dick, and was wrapping Randy’s hand around it.

“Why don’t you do the same thing to, Chris?” Alex whispered into Randy’s ear, “Get him ready for John.”

The scene unfolding around him lowered Randy’s inhibitions, the pot helping as well. So at Alex’ suggestion, he reached over and placed his hand on Chris’ bulge.

“That’s feels nice,” Chris said, looking directly into Randy’s eyes and smiling a dopey stoner smile, “No harm in helping a buddy out.”

Alex moved Randy’s hand up and down on his uncut cock. Chris watched as Randy stroked Alex’s cock and it encouraged Chris to work open his own pants and pull out his big dick for Randy.

“Only go as far as you want,” Chris spoke in a low even tone, placing his friend’s hand around his dick, “Just two friends, one wanting to make the other feel good.”

Randy stroked Alex as he felt Chris’ dick harden in his hand to it’s thick eight inches. Randy looked up at Chris and saw that he’d laid his head back and had his eyes closed as Randy began to give his dick long slow strokes. Randy glanced over and saw that Michael and John had stopped what they were doing and were watching Randy stroke two hard dicks. Randy noticed that both of their cocks were out as well and rock hard, Michael’s a full nine inches nudging John’s face as he knelt down with his own seven inch dick sticking out between his legs.

John went back to sucking Michael’s cock and Randy returned his gaze to Chris. After awhile of just stroking them both, Alex pressed him down, getting his face closer to Chris’ crotch. Alex moved Randy’s hand off his dick and placed it on Chris leg.

“Focus on him,” Alex whispered in Randy’s ear again, now holding Randy bent over his best friend with Chris’ dripping cock just inches from his face, “I know you want to. Enjoy it, baby.”

Alex moved off the couch and shifted Randy so that he was kneeling between Chris’ spread legs. Chris continued moaning, his arms to his sides, head back and eyes closed, as Randy kept stroking his dick and used his other hand to feel Chris’ beautiful hairy chest. Randy’s head was pressed down further until his nose was under Chris’ balls. The wetness and the scent of the sweaty balls was enough to almost make Randy cum, but he controlled the urge.

As Randy breathed in the scent of his best friend, he recognized the muskiness of Chris’ hole just a few inches out of reach. He buried his face deeper under Chris, while still stroking the cock directly above him. Randy felt Alex kneel behind him and reach around to undo Randy’s pants. Before he realized what Alex intended, his pants were yanked down and pulled off along with his sandals. He now knelt in front of his best friend in just the thong Alex had made him wear all day, his ass sticking out toward the other three men.

Randy heard at least one of them whistle and felt someone grab his ass and pull out the thong strap a little before letting it snap back into place, making Randy jump up and pull his head out from between Chris’ legs. He looked up, certain he’d see Chris staring down at him with a disapproving look or flat out laughing his ass off at seeing Randy in a thong. But Chris appeared to have passed out.

“Looks like Chris is done for the night,” Randy heard Michael say, “So why don’t you and I let these two boys suck some dick, Alex?”

A hand grabbed Randy by the hair and gently pulled him to his knees. He was turned to face sideways, with Chris on his right, asleep on the couch. Alex stood in front of Randy, his foreskin fully retracted and his dick head so swollen it looked like it could burst. Alex reached down and gripped Randy under the jaw, using his thumb to pry Randy’s mouth open.

“Keep your mouth on one of our dicks at all times,” Alex ordered Randy, “And look up at us so we can see how bad you want to eat our cum.”

Michael stepped over next to Randy’s left side and John positioned himself on his knees in front of Michael and next to Alex. John smiled at Randy before diving onto Michael’s big dick and taking it balls deep. He kept his eyes looking up, despite the tears flowing from them as he gagged on his boyfriend’s dick.

Randy glanced over nervously at Chris to see if he was awake, but Alex brought his head back forward and slapped him on the face. Randy’s head was yanked up and he was staring at Alex, who looked a little upset.

“I’m about to feed you my dick, bitch,” Alex spoke through clenched teeth, “So eyes on me until I tell you otherwise.”

Alex still had Randy’s jaw pried with the thumb and he leaned over and spat into Randy’s mouth, before slapping him again lightly. Alex lowered Randy’s mouth down onto his dick.

Both Michael and Alex had to remind the two cocksuckers to keep their eyes up as they sucked dick. After a few minutes of fucking the mouth they were currently using, Alex and Michael would simply turn to the other fag and slide the dick back home into a new mouth without missing a stroke.

They kept switching back and forth between cocksuckers until finally Alex indicated he was ready to cum. At that point, both Michael and Alex withdrew from their cocksuckers and ordered them to hold their mouths open as they stroked above them. It was obvious they were trying to cum together. Both men moaned and shot huge loads, a combination of cum landing in the two open mouths. The men pressed their dicks down side by side and stroke them across the open mouths beneath them and order the boys to stick out their tongues and clean up the remaining jizz.

The tastes were very distinct and Randy found himself trying to get more cum off the cocks sliding back and forth across his and John’s face. Just as Randy and John were finishing the task, Randy heard John start to moan and reach up to grab Randy by the shoulder and pull him down onto his dick. John stroked himself to completion and emptied his load with Randy’s lips wrapped around his dick, filling Randy’s mouth with semen until he felt it leaking from the corners of his mouth.

Despite all the noise, Randy was relieved to see that Chris was snoring away on the couch, oblivious to what had just happened in his livingroom in front of him. John leaned forward and gave Randy a kiss, before standing up. Michael patted Randy on the head like he was a dog and told him he’d done a good job.

Worn out now that they’d cum and after a night of drinking and getting stoned, Michael and John quickly dressed and said their goodbyes. The two left to walk back to their apartment, just a few doors down from Chris.

“How you feeling, baby?” Alex said with some concern in his voice, as he helped Randy to his feet.

“I honestly don’t know,” Randy responded, “That was so hot, but at the same time I don’t understand why I would think it was. And I’m still horny. I think I’d do it all again.”

“Good,” Alex smiled at Randy, “I like my bitches in heat. You only cum when you get permission, either from me, Michael, John. Or Chris.”

Randy’s dick jumped in the thong at the implication that Alex would eventually bring Chris into this. “And we have plenty of time to help you work through all those emotions. I think Michael and John will be able to help you understand a lot about yourself, they’ve been friends of mine for awhile and introduced me to Chris. He seems like a good guy too, I can see why you like him.”

“I don’t like him,” Randy protested, “Well, not like that, you know what I mean.”

“Don’t worry about it right now,” Alex said and guided Randy over toward Chris passed out on the couch, “Right now, let’s get this big stud into bed and go to sleep.”

As Alex reached down and shook Chris to wake him, it dawned on Randy that he was standing there in nothing but a thong while Alex and Chris had pants on. But before he could move to grab his clothes and pull something on, Chris shook his head awake and got to his feet, stumbling a little forward and using both Alex and Randy to catch himself on their shoulders.

“Where’d everyone go?” Chris asked groggily, as he looked around and then down at Randy in his thong, before looking back up at his friend saying just one word, “Nice.”

Alex and Randy helped him to bed and before they could even pull the covers back, Chris fell onto the bed and was asleep. Alex told Randy to get into the middle of the bed, as he pulled off Chris’ pants and underwear and helped get him under the covers. Then Alex stripped to nothing and climbed in to the bed, with Randy in the middle. Alex turned to his side facing Randy. Randy fell asleep naked, with Alex behind him wedging his dick between Randy’s asscheeks. As the other two fell quickly to sleep, Randy lay there enjoying the feeling of being between these two men.

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