The Gang's All Here

I went a couple weeks alone. I had my first year of university under my belt and I was getting ready to head back for my second. I had a professor who was waiting for me, even though I broke it off with him before I returned home for the summer, to work again for Frank, my boss, who I had also broke it off with for the second time. Frank was leaving me alone, and I was not lusting after him at this moment either, now that he had married Tracie. Men getting married was not my cup of tea I was discovering, having just dumped big John, the guy from the Car Dealership once I found out he too was engaged. During that tumultuous beginning of the summer, I had also discovered my former catcher on my baseball team, Todd, also had a secret side.

Two weeks after I cut it off with John, I caved in and called Todd.

Todd was my age, also turning 20, a fellow buddy from high school who played on my baseball team. The same team that my Coach Steve coached, before he started fucking me and then disappeared at the end of the season without a word to anyone. I returned home from university and bumped into Todd at a bar when I was out with friends. Todd ended up back at John’s apartment with us for a rather exciting adventure. I had been dodging Todd for the last few weeks, after he plowed my ass with John.

Todd had always been a good looking guy, but seeing him again only sparked more. He reminded me of Aaron in a way, both gingers, and both solidly built. Todd wasn’t as big as Aaron, but he was defined, with a great ass and thick legs from his former baseball position as my catcher. But he was a bit immature for me. I seemed to be more into MEN after my Professor taught me a few things at the end of my first year in university. And even when Todd joined in with John, it was still JOHN I wanted. I liked older men. More mature guys. More manly guys. These young guys like myself just didn’t do it for me.

Todd was thrilled that I called, and invited me to a club downtown that same night. He had plans with a couple guys, and told me to come along for the experience of hanging out with a few guys. Feeling rather blue, and alone, I sucked up my sadness and dressed up for the night, not knowing what to expect. I borrowed my mom’s car and headed into the big city, unsure of where I was going, navigating with simple directions from Todd. I found a place to park and made the short walk to the club – a three floor bass thumping building with neon lights. I had never heard of it, but figured I’d try it out.

I hated going places alone, but something made me go in by myself. Todd had said to head straight for the top floor, which I did, pausing as the big bouncer checked my ID carefully. I was too busy looking around for Todd that I didn’t notice the way the bouncer was looking at me, thumbing my ID slowly, and then giving me the once over.

“When’s your birthday?” His deep voice suddenly boomed.

I jumped a bit at the sudden sound, and looked up at him. He stood about half a foot taller than my now 5’9” frame, and easily outweighed me. I saw his black t-shirt stretched over his thick muscular chest, the short sleeve arms barely containing the biceps on his hairy arms. I gave him my birthday and he checked my Driver’s license again.

“You look different, but same eyes.” He said a little softer handing me back my license.

As I went to take it, he held it firm.

“Looks like you’ve grown a bit too since this says you’re only supposed to be 160cm.” He smirked.

It was true, I was more 175 cm nowadays. I couldn’t tell if he was flirting or testing. I held the license and looked back up at his dark eyes. “Thanks?” I said, scrunching my face.

He just gave a little grunt and smiled, folding his arms back across his chest. He looked like he was in his late 20s, dark features with big arms and a five o’clock shadow. I noticed the way the hairs on his arm flattened against his huge forearms. I caught the size of his neck, and the evil looking grin on his rather square jaw. He had that mean look on him as he stood towering over me. I breathed in and could smell his cologne. Our eyes locked for a moment before his smile widened.

“Have fun in there.” That deep voice boomed again, showing his straight white teeth. I walked by him, feeling his eyes on me, before I turned back, giving a quick look over my shoulder to confirm that he was, indeed, checking me out.

I sauntered into the middle of the dance club as confidently as I could muster, searching for Todd. About halfway around the outskirts of the dance floor, I noticed that everyone was a guy. There were no girls. There were guys that could pass for girls, but there were definitely no women.

Then I noticed the eyes on me. Young, skinny type guys were smiling wide at me as I passed by them. Shorter guys stood up taller as I walked nearer to them. There were a few older guys, with shirts wide open and chains around their necks leaning against the bar eyeing me as well. Todd had invited me to a gay bar at last so I pieced together. I wondered at the moment just how “out” he was after all.

I stopped by the bar to get my bearings and continued to search for Todd when I heard a voice behind me ask, “What can I get you sexy?”

I turned to see the blonde bartender, wearing a vest and nothing else, showing off a nicely smooth muscular chest and washboard abs. He put his arms on the other side of the bar and smiled at me. He seemed too straight looking to be in this place.

“Uh….Vodka Cran?” I said shyly.

He winked at me and moved away, giving me a chance to check out his plump round ass in his jeans. He had triceps that made me stare, and I found myself turning more to the bar counter rather than looking for Todd. I watched him make my drink, bending over to grab the cranberry juice from the bar fridge, noting the way his butt clenched. I could see one nipple poking out of his vest, perfectly circular, dark pink with a lighter pink middle that was sticking out erect just a bit. He turned sideways over at me, his clean shaven face a lovely sight with a straight long nose perfectly set on his face. He smiled at me and carried the mixed drink over to me.

“Haven’t seen you here before.” He said, leaning on the counter. He looked older than me, by a bit at least, maybe mid to late 20s. A bit taller, maybe reaching 6 feet. He had no hair on his upper body, and his arms looked smooth from afar. As I watched him fold his forearms, I could see the light dusting of blonde hair on them, and I found myself staring as I pulled out some bills to pay for the drink.

“First time. I’m meeting a couple friends.”

He nodded, staring at me. “Lucky friends.” He had light blue eyes, almost grey in the light like mine, and a smile to die for.

“BRIAN!” I heard from the side as this hunky bartender remained in place. I turned to see Todd and three other guys moving my way. Todd had his big arm around a smaller, thinner young guy who looked rather feminine. The other two guys equally thin, equally blonde, and equally gay. Todd seemed like the older straight guy hanging out with the three twinks. I noticed the three other guys’ smiles light up as they all came closer. “See! Told you he’d show!”

They all held out a hand, and I shook each frail one, limp and lifeless as my firm gripped seemed to make them squeal in delight. Todd introduced the one he had his arm around as Tyler, the other two were Dean and Philip. I didn’t know which was which, and I didn’t care.

I turned back to the bartender and rolled my eyes. “Can I get another one?”

He laughed out loud in a rather masculine way which was music to my ears. “Sure thing…Brian.” He winked at me again and drifted off along the counter. I caught him looking my way as the foursome surrounded me.

It was obvious from the start that Tyler was Todd’s latest prey. The others I guessed were either former ones, or wanted to be his next. Or as I sat listening to them flounce on, pictured them all getting it from him as I reminisced about what a great body and nice dick Todd actually had. If only we had discovered each other earlier.

Then a Madonna song came on, and Dean and Philip squealed and pulled Tyler with them to the dance floor. I protested as Tyler grabbed my arm, and Todd ushered them off to give us a minute. I watched them bounce away, impressed that they could move so well. I found myself smiling at the trio as the dance floor filled with other younger guys. This was certainly a twinkish looking crowd.

Todd leaned into me so that I could hear him over top of the music. He growled into my ear. “Mmmmm. You look fucking good tonight. You sure I can’t fool around with you again?”

I looked down at my jeans and black tee. I didn’t think I looked anything special, but it did show off my upper body. I forgot that I looked so different now, more muscular thanks to Sean and Aaron this past year. I certainly got my fill of protein.

Todd looked good too, but he was about the only one in the club that did. Other than the bouncer. And the bartender.

I turned back to see where the bartender had gone, noticing the second drink behind me now and the bartender at the other end serving customers. But as I kept checking, I noticed he was checking down my way too.

“You into anyone?” Todd asked, pointing at the three gyrating dancers. “Philip thinks you’re fucking hot.”

I looked at the three of them, not even sure which one Philip was still. “They’re not really my type. Besides, I’m not really looking for anyone else…” I said, looking back at Todd, suddenly thinking about my big professor back at school who was still, technically, hoping I’d return.

Todd put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. “I’m staying at Ty’s tonight. You should join us.” His grin said it all.

I just shook my head. “No thanks.”

Todd groaned, slapping my shoulder and putting his big catcher’s mitt on the back of my neck. “C’mon! You said you were lonely! You could have any guy here! I mean look at you!” He pushed my head forward, shaking me like a little kid. “Pick a guy and let’s get him!”

I laughed, pushing my head back up and feeling Todd releasing me. “Not really my type here Todd.” I said, lifting my chin to the dance floor.

“Well what’s your type? You looking for another big guy like John? Fuck that guy was a BEAST!” Todd elbowed me and then cocked his head to the door. “What about the bouncer?”

I snorted. “Yeah right.”

Todd shrugged. “He’s sort of hot. Big and mean looking.” Todd grinned wide. “Bet he’d fuck you into the mattress.”

I glanced over at the bartender as I picked up my second drink and started drinking, tossing another bill on the counter.

“Maybe that’s what you need tonight. Just a random WHAM BAM THANK YOU MAN sort of evening. No strings. No relationship. Just fuckin’ wild hot sex.” Todd’s voice was loud, and I noticed that the bartender was nearby.

I poked my elbow into Todd’s side as he laughed, and then finished his beer and slammed the empty on the counter as he jumped off the stool and joined the three twinkies on the dance floor. One thing for sure, Todd could not dance.

I shook my head, laughing to myself as I watched them, the other three boys encircling Todd, hands on his muscular body as he danced like a drunken fool. I had to give him credit for trying, and for feeling free enough to let go. For a moment I sat frozen, watching. Then I said to myself, Fuck it, and downed my second drink and joined them.

I was a good dancer. I had rhythm. I had moves. And now that I had the body, it seemed everyone noticed. My four new friends were very encouraging, and soon we were dancing as one big crowd on the floor, with guys purposely bumping into me, touching me, grinding against me. At one point I noticed the bouncer watching us all. And a few others. Even, discreetly, was the bartender.

As the alcohol kicked in, I let go just as much as Todd did, dancing freely, letting guys dance with me. Todd kept eyeing me, Tyler draped around him. Philip and Dean started kissing one another as they danced, Eventually, so did Tyler and Todd.

I let the alcohol take over, ignoring the others and just danced. It felt so good to let the music lead me, no care in the world for once. This place seemed to open me up. No shame. No guilt. No fear. I could be me.

I noticed as the song changed that Todd was no longer around me. In fact I had danced myself apparently into a group of strangers, who were all smiling wide and moving closer to me. Bodies were bumping into me, and I could see the floor was crowded. Someone handed me a drink and I took it without sipping, just holding it scanning the crowd for my friend and his twinks. I noticed the bouncer leaning against the wall eyeing the dance floor, almost as if he was outright staring at me. I couldn’t see Todd anywhere and felt suddenly very alone.

I pushed my way out to the bar, and set the drink down. The hot bartender was right there, moving past his other less hot coworker to serve me quickly. I slid the drink towards him. “Someone gave me this and I don’t want it. Can I get….”

“Another vodka-cran?” he smiled at me as I nodded. “Sure thing Brian.”

He stepped back to grab a glass and I wiped the sweat from my brow, watching him. His light blue eyes landed on me and his smile widened. “You’re quite the dancer. You should be on a stage. With your clothes off.” He added after a moment, making me snort.

“Yeah. Sure.” I scrunched my face at him sarcastically as he topped my drink off with a lime and placed it in front of me. I reached for it before he could release it and I touched his fingers with mine. For a moment, we remained like that before he pulled his hand away slowly leaving me with a lingering bolt of excitement.

He eyed me as he moved backwards, keeping his gaze on me as he side stepped away. I kept staring as I took the small straw between my lips until he finally broke the stare and turned to another customer.

Mmm. I thought to myself. I could really get under him tonight. The alcohol was still there, and as I sipped away at more, I suddenly remembered I was looking for Todd.

I stayed at the bar until my drink was finished, casually looking over at the bartender as he moved. Occasionally he’d look at me and smile, and I’d smile back in a now lightheaded sort of way. When my drink was done, I slipped away to find the washroom and look for Todd.

Despite the crowd, the bathroom was empty when I went in. I had a satisfying leak, and washed my hands before anyone else stepped inside the john. And as I was leaving, I literally bumped into the bartender on his way in.

“Sorry.” He mumbled, catching me in both hands and then holding me by the triceps as he realized it was me. He was in a hurry it seemed. Maybe to catch me in there? I suddenly wondered as I breathed in his scent – a nice scent of fruit; very light; very intoxicating. His eyes roamed down me quickly, as if this was the first time he was taking me in. Oddly, I was doing the same.

He was only a couple inches taller than me but bigger, stockier, thicker. Just the way I like ‘em. I must have swayed a bit in his hands, because he tilted his head sideways and smiled, showing off his straight white teeth.

“Bit too many vodka-crans?” His smile was infectious, never mind the drinks.

I smiled back, putting my hands on his waist, noting how tight and firm it felt. “Guess so.”

“Let me know if you need a ride home then.” He flirted, giving me a pat on the arms and stepping backwards into the washroom, holding his gaze until he disappeared behind the wall.

I stood there for a moment, taking one step sideways towards the other wall, staring into the empty space, contemplating following him and going back into the bathroom when I heard a familiar sound. I cocked my ear back towards it, noting the pitch of the moan and the all-too familiar sound of skin slapping on skin. I slowly moved down the hallway, towards the sound, peering into the long stretch that ended in a corner. As I neared the turn, I could hear voices.

“Can you feel that raw dick? Feel good? You like it?”

Moans. Lots of voices.

“Yeah. Suck it.”

“Fuck that feels good.”

I could barely hear them, but as I drew near to the corner, I could make out more.

I peered around the corner to see a large open space, dimly lit, with about 10 or so guys in it, in various states of sexual activity. Blow jobs. Kissing. Fucking. My eyes scanned the dimly lit room, until it landed on five familiar bodies. They were in the closest corner, one guy behind the other, three surrounding the scene. One skinny twink was pressed up against the wall, the bigger guy behind him obviously fucking him like a dog. Pants around ankles, thick muscular thighs, and a light redheaded buzz told me it was Todd fucking one of his little buddies.

But there was another guy standing close to Todd, an older guy, big and stocky, with one twink by the hair sucking on his cock as the other one, Philip I thought, stood beside looking on.

“Yeah take that cock boy.” The stranger said as he throat fucked one of Todd’s friends. Dean I was thinking.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…” I heard Tyler moaning like a woman against the wall. As I stood there watching Todd give it to him, Tyler turned slightly to the side and I could make out his face. My cock went hard watching this scene, reminding me of my own antics not that long ago with a few of my buddies in Daytona. I couldn’t help myself but stand there taking it all in, my own hand rubbing my bulge, listening to the sounds of those five guys having sex as the rest littered the room with their own activities, like this was its own spa right off the dance floor.

I narrowed my gaze at Todd and crew, focusing solely on them. “Yeah gag on it. Take it boy.” The stocky stranger growled down at the fistful of hair he was holding as he stuffed Dean’s mouth. “Use that fucking throat boy.” Dean was pulling down the jeans of this man, revealing a set of this hairy legs as he bobbed up and down on a sizeable cock. Then Philip bent down and the man pulled his hand away from Dean to grab Philip. “Oh look how fuckin’ hungry he is. Like seeing your friend sucking my dick? See your buddy getting his ass plowed? You want that? Huh? Need to be fucked?” The guy was loud, and his voice carried over top of the other moans and grunts.

Philip was simply sucking, ignoring the dirty talk from the brute. My cock was fully erect in my pants and straining to get out as I got lost in the sight.

I was so wrapped up I nearly jumped out of my skin when a body pressed up behind me and a hand searched my crotch to grab hold of my bulge with my own hand.

“Like what you see?” A deep voice whispered in my ear. I leaned back into the body, feeling the mass of muscle behind me, a big hairy arm snaking around my chest as his other hand firmly gripped my tool in my pants. The effects of the drinks made me simply mold my body backwards, into the larger one behind me. I could feel a hard object at my backside, and the feeling of hard pecs across the back of my shoulders. It felt good to be squeezed again by a large man, and my head turned slightly sideways to feel a scruffy face at my neck. Lips were kissing me, the feeling of a tongue at my ear as his hot breath seeped into me. “Are you a hungry boy too?”

My eyes glanced down to see the black pants and big boots between my own shoes, and my hands moved up the arm holding my cock, feeling the hairy forearm to the large bulging bicep. As my curious head turned all the way to see who was behind me, the bouncer’s face came into view and smothered my mouth with his as he held my head to him, sucking in my tongue in a deep expert kiss.

I moaned, trapped in his grasp, as he released my head and his hand snaked down my pants, and dove into them, digging inside my underwear to grab hold of my bare cock. I groaned more, feeling his hips thrust into me, pressing his erection into my back just to make sure I knew it was there. And then I couldn’t tell if it was me, or the sensation of being moved as he started to drag me backwards, away from the sex scene unfolding in front of me, until I heard a familiar voice say “In here” quietly.

I opened my eyes as the bouncer continued his assault on my mouth with his lips to see a door opening along the side of the wall I was spying from, into a small storage area. For a brief moment I could make out steel shelves along each wall before the room was surrounded in darkness again as the door shut behind me.

The bouncer was moving me in to the room, towards the far shelf, pushing me up against it in the darkness as a third person shut the door.

“You are so fucking hot.” The bouncer said as he released me a bit from his grasp and turned me around. He wasted no time in pushing me down with one hand as I heard his pants being opened and I could smell his cock near my face as I opened wide and took him in hungrily. He moaned as soon as my warm mouth engulfed his member, a thick, average sized cut cock surrounded by soft hair. It was good to be sucking on a man’s cock once again.

“Take his fucking clothes off.” I heard that voice say from the side, and the sound of that third man moving to me. Then there were hands everywhere, manhandling me as my shirt was lifted over my head and the bouncer was pulling me up to slide my pants down.

“Open your mouth.” He ordered as he pushed me back down, only to have another set of hands on my head, grabbing me to twist me around, shoving a new dick into my face. I opened wide and took that one, a smoother one, longer, bit thinner but definitely longer, to a satisfying sound of pleasure as I sucked on it.

“Oh my god you feel so good.” He said, and I knew that voice. I looked up, letting my eyes adjust to the dark room to see the outline of what I figured to be the bartender above me, the bouncer beside him holding his hard cock, waiting for me to suck some more. Realizing this, I moaned in excitement, feeling like I was in heaven.

Hands were constantly on my head, grabbing me, twisting my head around, shoving one dick after another into my mouth.

“Put my dick back in his mouth.” I heard the bouncer say and I was immediately rewarded with his manly cock, the bartender’s hands still on my head, forcing me up and down on his buddy’s cock. I was grunting, making that “Uh uh uh” sound as I sucked it back until the bartender pulled me away.

“Let me in on that.” He whispered quietly, gently moving me back onto his cock. “Fuck yeah….” He moaned as he gyrated into my throat.

Rough hands grabbed me under my pits and pulled me upwards, the bartender’s cock slipping from my lips.

“Let’s look at that fuckin’ hole of yours.” The bartender growled behind me as he pulled me up, then bent me forward so my hands went to the floor. A pair of black boots stood in front of me and I felt the bartender’s hand on my head guide me back onto his dick as the bouncer’s face went between my cheeks. I put my hands on the bartender’s legs, feeling the bare skin and muscle underneath the blonde fuzzy hair as his pants were bunched around his ankles, taking his dick as I felt a moistening happening behind me, the bouncer’s tongue and fingers exploring in the darkness.

“Look at that beautiful pucker.” I heard behind me before a tongue went into it. “I’m gonna breed this fuckin’ hole.”

I hungrily sucked on the bartender’s beautiful cock as the man behind me lapped at my ass. The idea of this big bouncer ramming into me as I sucked on the hot guy from the bar kept me in my place. I was more than hungry for cock. Two cocks was just what I needed tonight. I grabbed hold of the bartender’s cock at the base and turned it in my hand, eliciting a gasp from him as I worked it down my throat as the big bouncer sucked at my ring.

“You need a cock in that ass?” He asked, and pulled me backward, making me off balance a bit, until I felt his large mitts around my waist holding me steady. When he rubbed his cock against me, sliding it up in between my butt in a mock fuck, I groaned out load, holding the bartender’s cock still for a moment, feeling it throbbing in my mouth. “Oh yeah he’s hungry for dick.” The bouncer groaned behind me, using his one hand to rub his thick cock around my ass.

I felt the bartender’s hands lift my chin and he pulled me up, making me put my hands on my own knees as he bent towards me. His soft lips gingerly touched mine in a tentative kiss, before I felt his lips spread open and his tongue slide into my waiting mouth. I groaned again as the kiss intensified, feeling him working his own cock at the same time. Then his mouth left me and he was feeding me his cock again, harder than ever.

I felt the bouncer’s cock rubbing in between me, until it found the warm moist opening and he began to circle it with the tip of his cock, rubbing it around, playfully pressing into me. “You want my cock don’t you boy? I could tell the moment you walked in. Little slut.” He panted behind me. He was digging into me, and I was ready for it.

Hands were all over me, feeling me, roaming along my back and under my chin. And then he stopped moving behind me and I could feel the sudden pressure as the head of his cock pressed into me.

“Take it boy.” He breathed out as he shoved it into me. I opened my mouth in a gasp, only to have it filled with cock as the bartender thrust into my mouth just as the bouncer plunged all the way in my ass. Thank god the bouncer’s cock wasn’t overly large as I seemed to take it like a pro, but I practically choked on the larger dick buried in my throat.  

I grunted as he started to fuck me. I could only hear my groans as he plowed me, my hands holding onto the bartender’s big legs for balance. Two hands on my hips, pounding my ass as another cock stuffed my throat. I was breathing out of my nose, both holes getting pounded, four hands on my body as these two guys used me.

When he started fucking me harder and faster, my moaning increased which only turned them on more.

“Yeah? You like taking a beating don’t you boy?” The bouncer said behind me.

The bouncer grunted as he fucked me, no more words coming, just letting sounds out. Just me, moaning, slurping on the bartender’s cock as I was fucked in this dark room. Neither one spoke for a while, just the light sounds of my ass getting pounded. Until the bouncer finally said, “You like that?”

I nodded, letting out a loud “Yes!” while still stroking the bartender’s cock. And then the bouncer pulled out for a moment and it was my voice I heard, telling him to put it back in.

“Yeah we got a hungry little cunt here.” I heard him say before the sting of his hand slapped my ass. “You want some?” He asked the bartender.

Without a word, I heard movement and they switched positions, the bouncer moving in front of me to shove his cock into my mouth, tasting my own ass on it as the bartender stepped up behind me. He was gentler behind me, taking his time to find my gaping hole, and slowly, tenderly slid only the tip in before pulling out as a test. When I didn’t respond, and only the sounds of me sucking on another cock filled the room did he try again, sliding in more, holding himself still as he slowly fed his cock into me, until I could feel his hips behind me and his hands wrapped around my waist to hold me still.

“Yeah. That’s it. Open wide.” The bartender said as he started to move, his body moving in slower thrusts than his buddy. There was a slickness to him, the way he moved, as if the confidence he exuded at the bar transferred to the motions of his body. This man knew how to fuck.

“Oh my god!” I moaned out, holding the bouncer’s cock and pressing my face into his flat stomach. I let my tongue slide out and started to lick his belly button as he held my head against him.

“Yeah tongue me you little slut. Show me how much you like my body.” He lifted his shirt up and my tongue moved upwards, over his rippling hairy abs until I was at his pecs. The bartender pushed me into him, my hands on his bare abs, my mouth finding a nipple to nibble on as my other hand still held onto his erection. I was like a blind man, getting fucked in the dark, exploring this man’s body with just my senses.

“Fuck his ass feels so good.” The bartender groaned behind me. “I knew it would.”

The bouncer was grabbing my hair tight, holding me at his chest as I nursed his nipple. “Fuck yeah boy. What a hungry little slut you are. I could have a lot of fun with you.”

And then the bartender started fucking me harder. I closed my eyes and held on, burying my face into the scent of the bouncer, until he pushed me downwards back onto his cock where I hungrily sucked it down, my hands on his hairy legs, so powerful and thick under my fingers, until I heard the bartender groaning behind me.

“Fuck I’m going to cum. You want that load?” He grunted at me. He reached under me and grabbed my pecs, and dug into me, repeating “Fuck yeah” over and over again as he slowed his body down. I grabbed the bouncer’s cock and turned behind me to see the outline of his body working, and watched him reach his orgasm. His head dropped back as his grunts grew louder, his body standing up as he throbbed inside me. Then his chin lifted, and I could see the outline of his head in the shadows as he let out a long “Fuck yeah” and unloaded his sperm into my guts – this bartender who I just laid eyes on a few hours ago.

“Yeah let me breed this fucker.” The bouncer suddenly whispered over me and pulled his cock from my hand and moved around me. I stayed in position, feeling the bartender’s cock quickly slide out of me only to be replaced right away with the thicker one. The size of his shaft made me gasp, but the length was shorter, feeling the hairy bush of him at my ass tickling me as he started to pound me. He rabbit fucked me, hard, quick, while holding my shoulders. I put my hands onto the shelving unit in front of me, arching up and loving every minute he was inside me. My professor had fucked me like this, hard, relentlessly, fast. And I fucking loved it. I was making so much noise that the bartender moved around and shoved his deflating cock into my mouth again to stifle me.

“Fuck! Give it to me!” I moaned at the bouncer behind me as I sucked on the bartender’s cock.

“Fill that hole!” The bartender urged his buddy on.

I reached one arm behind me to feel the bouncer’s body and his hand grabbed my wrist to hold me captive, pounding me from behind as he held me in place. He stopped suddenly and he pulled out in a gasp. And then I felt a finger go in, digging into me, pushing as far as it could as the heavy breathing behind me continued. “Gonna breed this hole too. Mix it in there with Colin’s.”

Colin? I figured that was the bartender as he poked and prodded with his thick finger. “Want my load too boy?” His finger came out and was replaced right away with his slick cock, pushing into me easily, making me gasp.

He started fucking me again, grabbing my other hand and holding me in a cuffed position as he drilled me repeatedly. Colin held my head in place against him, my cock still in my mouth, soft but tasting sweet as I breathed out of my nose, taking it all.

“What are you studying at school? Studying how to take dick?” The bouncer panted behind me. I heard the snort of laughter from Colin, who was now massaging my head as he stood in front of me. He smelled great, and his cock dropped from my mouth at last, leaving me gasping against his body.

“Fuck the cum out of him Tony.” Colin said over me, letting his hand slide down my back to my ass, giving me a slap as his buddy pumped into me.

“You wanna cum for me boy as I pound your ass?” Tony snarled behind me. “Jerk your dick as my big cock is inside you.” He let go of my hands and grabbed my shoulders again as my right hand went right to my aching cock. I grabbed it, stroking it furiously as I took the pounding, resting my head against Colin’s tight stomach, feeling his fuzzy abs against my face as Tony drilled me faster.

Tony stopped suddenly and wiggled sideways, making me moan loud, then pushed into me deeper and held his cock still, pulsing inside me. My mouth opened wider at this new sensation as I felt the surge come through me and the first shot exploded from me before I knew what was happening.

“Holy Fuck!” I grunted out and felt my body shake as I started to unload.

Sounds of groans erupted around me as they felt me quivering, and Tony gripped my shoulders tighter than ever and started to fuck me hard again.

“Fuck what a load he worked up.” I heard Colin grunt as more shots erupted from my dick, and I continued to shake in between their bodies. “When was the last time you shot a load?” He exclaimed.

“Are you ready boy? Ready for another load?” Tony grunted loudly. “Here it comes boy! Point of no return!” He yelled before he grunted once and then stopped. I felt his body shake, followed by another loud grunt and he shook behind me. Then his body spasmed and he thrust into me a few more quick times, before he leaned over my body, kissing the back of my shoulder blades, and shuddered more, grunting now closer to my ear. It was the most guttural orgasm I ever heard from a man.

“Fuck you took it like a champ.” Tony moaned as he straightened up, letting his rough hands glide down my back to my ass, where he helped his cock emerge before giving my ass a playful smack. “That’s how you fuck a tight ass.”

I could see his figure moving, tucking his cock back into his pants he’d pulled up, straightening his shirt, before Colin’s shadow moved beside him, adjusting his clothes the same. Then they moved together, forming one lump and I heard kissing.

“Gotta get back.” Tony said, and I heard a smack of a hand on pants. I stood up, feeling my legs shaking as I wondered where my clothes were when the door opened a crack and light spilled into the room. I could make out Tony peering out into the hallway, and Colin, the bartender, standing with his hands on his hips looking towards me. With the light shining through, I could see my clothes in two piles, and Colin moved to one to assist, holding out my shirt with his big arm.

“Thanks.” I said, as I moved to the other pile before Tony turned to give us one last look.

“That was fuckin’ hot.” He whispered before he stepped out and let the door close, enveloping the room in darkness once again. I saw the shadow of Colin moving towards the door, and the sound of a hand against the wall before the light came on, making me squint.

“Sorry. Figured this would help.” He said quietly, shuffling sideways to hand me my shoes as I stepped into my underwear and unballed my pants.

I saw him smiling at me, staring at me as I stepped into my pants. I caught him looking, seeing him put his hands in his pockets as he stood there awkwardly.

“You okay? We didn’t hurt you?” He scrunched his face up sweetly, sheepishly looking at me.

I shook my head and didn’t say anything, just bent down to pick up my shirt and give it a shake.

“It was Tony’s idea.” He held a thumb up pointing to the door where Tony just left as if I didn’t know who Tony was. “We’re roommates and we just thought…well…we both thought you were hot and uh….” He shrugged, and I pictured these two hot guys as roommates, going at it, sort of like a couple. It made me wonder about the possibility of a future with a guy suddenly. If these two studs could be together….

“Do you do this a lot?” I asked, stuffing my head through my shirt.

“No!” Colin quickly said. “I mean not here. We’ve had a couple guys join us back at our place a few times, but we usually don’t do anything here.” He pushed his hands deeper into his pockets. “We’re clean and all that.” He pointed to me before replacing his hand back into his pocket. “We usually don’t fuck guys either, but….” He pursed his lips and then lifted those light blue eyes back up at me. “But fuck you are so cute.”

I blushed and stepped into my shoes one at a time, thinking he was the cute one. The hot one. I caught his grin and wondered if Tony fucked his ass as hard as he fucked mine. I couldn’t imagine a hunk like Colin taking dick like that.

“I saw you heading to the washroom and I let Tony know. He said he wanted you, and then he suggested this room…but then he got to you first, and uh…” Colin hesitated and then shifted his weight to the other foot before shrugging again. It was a different side to see him blubbering compared to the confident flirty guy he presented at the bar. “Not sure if you want to come back to our place afterwards?”

He looked downright cute asking. I inhaled, feeling wet between my legs as I straightened myself up. I wondered what he had in mind, and if this was Tony’s idea too. Or just his.

I shrugged back. “It’s a possibility.” I grinned at him.

Colin stood there for a moment with a little grin before he nodded. I saw that swagger of confidence suddenly return to his face. And I thought Damn, I could spend a lot of time with him and Tony.