All Male Hostel

Let’s Party

Before making it out to the party, Joey decided he wanted to stop by his room and freshen up a bit which included a change of clothes. He fumbled through his bag and pulled out a faded pair of jeans and a black tank top. 

He looked over at Tre, feeling slightly uncomfortable at the thought of changing in front of him but started stripping anyway. ‘What the hell?’ Joey thought to himself, ‘He’s already fucked and sucked me!’ as his shirt was sliding over his head. 

Tre watched on as Joey revealed more and more of his sun tanned, hairless body. Joey wasn’t bulging like a gym rat, but his muscles had nice definition. His shaggy blonde hair, his blue eyes and toned frame brought dirty thoughts of the things he would like to do to Joey. 

Joey pulled the tight faded jeans over his little round ass, tucked his wife beater in and fastened his pants. He did a circle to get a reaction out of the other man in the room. When Joey turned around to show his ass, Tre noticed a rip just under Joey’s left pocket that ran seam to seam horizontally. 

“Very nice bro.” Tre complimented his choice of party attire while Joey swiped some deodorant under each arm. 

Joey was trying to make a statement with the tight clothes that he chose. He communicated it well to Tre, now he was curious to see how the others would react. “Ready?” He asked as he walked by Tre and felt a slap on his ass. 

Joey was a little nervous when they breeched the back door, but he has really enjoyed the attention he had been getting so far. He felt ready to put on a show. 

Some of the conversation quieted when Joey and Tre came into view and walked up to Danny who was sitting in King David’s lap. Joey could feel the eyes on him. From somewhere he heard someone ask “Who is that?” to which another voice responded “ I don’t know, new meat?” like it was a question. 

Danny quickly stood up and wrapped his arms around Joey, spinning him around. “Everyone, this is Joey. Joey, everyone!” Not much of an introduction, but at this house the only thing you could expect was the unexpected. 

Joey took a shallow bow and waved to the crowd. He seen a few faces he remembered from his first night, but he remembered fewer names. 

David reached his hand out from his chair to shake Joey’s hand. “They been treating you alright?” He asked politely, looking up and down the younger man. 

Joey smiled a devilish smile , “Oh yeah!” he responded enthusiastically. He looked back at Danny thinking about their morning at Charlie’s Auto Repair. David seemed satisfied with his answer and let go of his hand. 

Eyes watched Tre and Joey as they passed on their way to the beer cooler. Joey put a little extra  sway in his ass as he moved in front of the men. When he got to the cooler, he bent down in a way that made his back side poke up. From somewhere behind him Joey heard a whistle followed by a familiar voice. 

Charlie huffed “Dammit boy!” just before he grabbed Joey by the waist and thrust himself into Joey’s ass a couple of times. 

Joey held his position bent over the ice. A beaming smile spread across his face as he felt the man push against him. To Joey, it was free advertisement as the party favor he hoped to be tonight. He stood up and faced Charlie. “Hey Charlie, how are ya?” he asked as he hugged the burly mechanic. 

“Come on. I want ya to meet someone.” Charlie told him after confirming that he was ok. He grabbed Joey’s arm and pulled him off, leaving Tre at the beer cooler. 

“Bobby, this is the kid I was telling you about.” Charlie said to a man not much older than Joey was. Bobby’s hair was neatly groomed, his face was smooth. It was too dark for Joey to see the color of his eyes, but he guessed them to be brown. “This is my son, Bobby.” Charlie continued. “Bobby, meet Joey.”

A quick flash of embarrassment coursed through Joey as Bobby smiled, stood and shook his hand. ‘What did ol Charlie tell ya about?’ Joey wondered to himself. He was thankful that the fire was behind him casting his red face in the shadows. 

“Nice to meet ya Bobby” Joey responded with his hand pressed firmly inside of Bobby’s.

“Bobby works with me. He’ll be fixin yer car.” Charlie added as the young men shook hands. 

“Yes.” Bobby started, “The ECM will be in Monday.” Bobby was a few inches taller than Joey and thin and wiry with a really firm hand shake. 

“Awesome!” Joey replied feeing torn about the news that his car should be ready Monday. He felt something very intoxicating about the life they all lived in this house. Part of him would be sad to leave it. 

“Yeah, it should be in around lunchtime. I should have ya fixed up and ready to roll before closing time.” Bobby informed Joey with an almost bragging tone. 

“Aight, Imma leave you boys with it.” Charlie stated as he pulled Joey in for another hug. He whispered in Joey’s ear “He doesn’t know I fucked you’re sweet little ass this morning. I prefer it stay that way!” Charlie’s warm breath landing in Joey’s ear made his body tingle. 

Charlie turned and as he walked away he told the two to get to know each other and was gone. Joey sat in the chair he assumed Charlie was previously occupying next to Bobby and looked around the fire for Tre. He suddenly felt bad for walking off as Bobby sat down next to him. 

Bobby seemed a little embarrassed by the way Charlie brought Joey over and left. They sat in silence for a few minutes making Joey feel like he was wasting good opportunity. Finally, trying to be polite Joey asked how long Bobby had worked for his dad. 

“Man, since I was like twelve!” Bobby responded to the question, the pride overtaking the awkward. “School bus would drop me at the shop and I’d be there with him til he closed up shop.” He went on. “I could do brakes on most any car in town at thirteen.” He finished. His chest seemed to swell at his revelation. 

“That’s pretty cool man. I don’t know shit about cars.” Joey admitted feeling somewhat ashamed. “Gas, oil and turn the key!” He laughed as that last part came out. 

I don’t know if you noticed, but there isn’t much to do in this dead ass town.” Bobby said seeming frustrated. “I like working with my hands, so I learned to fix things.” 

The two talked for a while. The conversation seemed to flow better and better. When their beers were empty, Joey made the trip for new cans making sure to emphasize his bend again when he reached into the cooler.

On his return trip, he decided to walk around the other side of the fire, making sure to exaggerate his walk. Joey was cat called by a few of the older men at the party. What some might think of as a degrading action seemed to feel good to him. The reactions from them were turning him on. 

When he returned to his spot, he handed Bobby a fresh beer and opened his own. “Those old men are asshole pervs!” Bobby said loud enough that it made Joey a little uncomfortable. 

Joey kept his own feelings to himself as Bobby went on about some of his dad’s friends and how they used to do that to him too. “They stopped after they found out I had a girlfriend! I don’t know why my dad let them do it.” He lamented. 

Joey inquired about Bobby’s girlfriend and learned that they had been together a couple of years but since she went away to college, they’re mostly long distance now. As Bobby drank his beer, he confessed to being lonely as his current relationship stood and was unhappy. 

“When was the last time you got to see her?” Joey asked starting to formulate a deviant plan in his slightly inebriated mind. Bobby told him it had been almost three months since she’s been home. He also openly admitted to being so horny and couldn’t wait for her return. That was Joey’s in. 

“Man, you ain’t had sex in three months? Damn!” Joey was turning the conversation sexual. “No blow jobs or anything? Have you atleast beat off?” 

“Nah dude, you haven’t seen what’s available in this place.” Bobby sighed. He seemed to shift in his seat showing signs of discomfort about the direction their conversation was going. “I mean, yeah I’ve masturbated.” He confessed at a lower volume. 

Joey started with admitting that in times of need, the hand works well, but it’s nothing like a warm wet mouth wrapped around your cock. Bobby was still stirring a little. He went on to ask why he hasn’t let any of these guys help him out while she was away. He assumed Bobby knew his dad played with atleast some of them. 

“These old fuckers? Are you serious?” Bobby said, raising his voice so they could hear him. “These old pervs are like vultures. They’ll pick up whatever they can find and fuck it!” he said looking around to see which old fuckers heard him. To his delight, there were a few men giving him the stink eye. 

“But man, a blow job is so much better than the self service pump bro!” Joey joked to get a rise out of his new friend. “And a dude can do it better. They’ve been on both ends of the game.” Prodding Bobby a little more. 

“No way!” Bobby argued. “A girls lips are so soft!” Shifting in his lawn chair again he looked at the fire. 

Joey wasn’t sure if it was the flow from the fire or if Bobby’s cheeks just flushed red. He wasn’t sure if his approach was working the way he hoped it would, but it was obvious that the conversation was getting to the other man. 

“Bro, I bet I could suck your dick better than” he paused not knowing Bobby’s girlfriend’s name. 

“Becca” Bobby offered. 

Bobby was attentive to the conversation Joey thought to himself. “I bet I could blow you better than Becca ever has!” he boasted knowing he had only gave two blow jobs in his life and both were within the last couple days. Joey was alcohol confident in his abilities. 

Bobby reached down and adjusted his crotch before expressing his disbelief. “You really think that?” He inquired of Joey. Joey quickly confirmed his confidence in his statement. 

Joey took a chance and put his hand on Bobby’s upper thigh and didn’t move it right away. He was testing the waters. If his hand got knocked off right away, he would give up the challenge. But if Bobby left it there…

As he had hoped, after about a minute his hand had not been removed. He thought it was time to push the next boundary. Closing the distance, Joey slid his hand up Bobby’s thigh and crossed over to his hard and large bulge in the center of Bobby’s pants and rested his hand onto the mound of Bobby’s cock. 

Bobby looked around as if he was uncomfortable, but he still had not pushed Joey’s hand off of him. Instead, he pushed out a soft sigh. Joey thought to himself ‘It’s been so long since he’s been touched by another hand’ and he started lightly rubbing his fingertips, tracing the shape of Bobby’s cock impression in his jeans. 

Joey was impressed and the size of Bobby’s dick. Well, atleast if felt big under his clothes. He thought about the length and girth of Charlie’s cock sliding in and out of him earlier that day and knew where the boy got his endowment from. 

Joey could hear Bobby’s labored breathing while he continued to stroke the outline of the confined meat below his hand. “I promise, you’ll like it better!” Joey offered one more time. “Wanna take a walk with me?” He asked hoping he was getting close. In his core, he wanted to suck Bobby’s dick to help the guy out of his dry spell. Joey’s mouth just wanted to be filled. 

Joey was only slightly surprised that after a minute of silence, Bobby stood up. Joey’s hand fell to the side and he stood up too. The two of them crossed through the chairs they were just sitting on and vanished into the shadows, out of the reach of the fire’s light. “Follow me.” Joey said as he led Bobby behind the building next to the house. 

When they reached the back side of the building, Bobby leaned against it and stood awkwardly still. Joey stepped in front of him and waited. Bobby didn’t make a move so after a few minutes, Joey reached out for the top button. 

Bobby breathed in and exhaled a sigh when Joey lowered his zipper and reached his hand down Bobby’s pants. “No kissing!” Bobby blurted out as if Joey was reaching up for his lips. 

He wasn’t. Joey slid his fingers around the waistband of the jeans and lowered them about half way down Bobby’s ass and pulled his cock out into the night air. He was right. It was a big cock. Joey guess it to be about eight inches and thick like his daddy’s. 

Joey fisted Bobby’s cock and started stroking it. He could already feel the wetness leaking from the slit. Joey ran his finger along Bobby’s mushroom, scooping up the sticky liquid and brought it to his own mouth. ‘Mmm’ he thought when he rubbed it on his tongue. 

Bobby’s tool was rock hard in his hand and straight as an arrow. He kept stroking up and down Bobby’s shaft, listening to the noises coming from the other man. “Ready?” He asked as he fell to his knees. There were no words returned, just the approval of a mmhmm. 

Joey put his tongue on the end of Bobby’s cock and moved it slowly around the tip, tasting more of the precum his finger had left behind. He traced Bobby’s rim of his cock head with his tongue before licking down his veiny shaft. Turning his head sideways and licking his lips, he came back up with the cock between his lips. Bobby moaned out. 

Once he was back up at the tip, Joey moistened his lips again and opened his mouth wide. He engulfed Bobby’s cock head and half of his shaft before wrapping his lips tightly around the girth of Bobby’s dick, pulling his lips up across the veiny skin. He made sure to take Bobby in deeper when he went back down slowly, hearing “oh fuck!” cried out from above him. 

Joey worked Bobby over good, sliding up and down his cock, twisting his head back and forth and trying to whirl his tongue as he moved. Bobby was so thick in his mouth, moving his tongue was difficult. 

Joey heard Bobby musing aloud, that his lips were so soft. He tried to swallow Bobby into his throat, but it was too much and hit his gag reflex. He chocked for a few seconds but never took his mouth off of the tool he was working. 

The chocking sound hit Bobby in a way Joey wouldn’t have expected. He seemed to like it, because he put his hands on the back of Joey’s head and started pulling him deeper on his cock  With each pull down, Joey would choke again. 

Joey became away of the pressure his cock was putting on his own jeans as he gagged on Bobby’s cock. He could feel a cool wetness building up in his underwear. 

Bobby increased the pace that he was guiding Joey’s head down his shaft to the point that trying to breathe was almost useless. Joey held his breath and let Bobby fuck his mouth, heaving in his stomach each time he felt Bobby’s head bounce off of the back of his throat. 

The tingling started in Joey’s toes and moved slowly up his legs as he felt his own cock starting to throb. He vibrated moans on Bobby’s dick as he was being fucked in his mouth. 

Joey had spit and saliva dripping out of his mouth and fluids pouring out of his nose while Bobby continued to impale his face. He just let Bobby move him wherever Bobby wanted him until he heard growling coming from Bobby. 

Joey’s world went dark for a few seconds when his cock exploded inside his faded jeans. A warm wet feeing covered his crotch as his own cock emptied inside his pants. 

Bobby’s knees nearly folded when he shot out his first stream of cum down Joey’s throat. He moaned loudly as he regained control of his legs and let go of Joey’s head. Joey wrapped his hand around the base of Bobby’s shaft and stroked hastily, squeezing out all of the seed Bobby held. 

Cum was leaking out of Joey’s mouth as he stopped stroking and went back to sucking Bobby’s spent dick. Unlike the two previous cocks he had in is mouth, Bobby’s cock never started to go soft, so Joey wasn’t going to quit sucking. 

Cum was dripping down his chin and down Bobby’s cock as he continued to bob his head back and forth. Joey cupped Bobby’s nuts softly in his hands. Bobby moaned over and over while Joey rolled them in the palm of his hand. 

Joey’s mouth was getting tired, his throat muscles were aching but he continued to try to prove to his new friend that boys can do it better. He took his free hand and gripped Bobby’s dick and made small strokes up and down that were synchronized with the movement of his head. 

Joey wrapped his thumb and his finger, looping them on Bobby’s sack just above his balls and squeezed lightly at first, then tighter. He pulled downward on Bobby’s ball sack, stretching the skin tight while he continued to stroke and suck Bobby’s dick. 

Bobby was near motionless against the building. His eyes closed and his hands resting on Joey’s head while his cock was being pleased like never before. ‘Becca would never go for two!’ His mind told him as he felt himself starting to tense up again. 

Joey felt Bobby throb in his mouth again. There was no cum for the first one. On the second pulse, that salty flavor came again. This time with much less force that his first orgasm.  Joey slowed his stroking hand down and released Bobby’s sack while he moved his lips slowly over Bobby’s softening and emptied cock. 

Bobby was breathing hard when Joey pulled his mouth off of Bobby’s soft muscle. “Holy fuck!” he gasped between breathing. He was still motionless against the building with his head facing the sky.

“Told ya!” Joey bragged. When he stood up, he felt his own cum grow colder on his skin. “You made me cum too!” Joey told Bobby. 

Bobby was almost as shocked as Joey was with that information. Becca never came while sucking his dick! He agreed that atleast Joey sucked dick better than the girls he’s had in the past. 

Bobby packed his meat away and fastened his pants back. “It’s a shame you’re leaving Monday.” he told his new found cock sucking friend. Joey partially agreed with him. 

The two left the shadows of the building and walked towards the fire. One wearing a smile, the other a new found badge of honor, his wet jeans. 

Several men watched them as they slowly approached and rejoined the party. “Need a beer?” Joey asked as he headed towards the ice chest. Bobby affirmed his thirst. 

Joey was walking back towards the chairs they left when he was scooped up from behind. One hand around his waist and the other against his wet jeans, holding his cock. “My turn!” the unfamiliar voice told him as Joey felt his ear lobe get sucked in a warm wet mouth.