The Internship

I woke to a knocking on my bedroom door.

“Seb, the landlord is here for the inspection. You better not be naked.”

I definitely was naked, as that is how I always slept. I quickly hopped up and slid some shorts on then opened my bedroom door.

“Sorry” I said, as I was greeted by Dean, Mo, our landlord, and her assistant. “I completely forgot to set my alarm. Feel free to come in and look around.” 

Jenny, our landlord, owned about 40 flats in the city. How she afforded that, I will never know. But I didn’t think it was polite to ask. She was quite nice and had never complained to us or been late to answer any requests. She stepped in, looked around with a smile on her face, then turned to me.

“Perfect, as always. I don’t know any 21 year olds as tidy as you are, Sebastian.”

“Um, thanks. I think that is a complement. Or at least I am gonna take it as one.”

“Well, that was my last room. Everything seems to be order and perhaps even better than when I rented it to you. Always have gay tenants!” She half-yelled, slapping her assistant, George, on the arm. “Big earners. Clean and tidy. Never try to hit on you. Perfect!”

She headed for the door as George gave us all the form to sign saying we had received and passed our inspection. As I was signing my name, I heard my phone ding on my bedside table. It was hopefully Max, which suddenly reminded me that I still had his massive load lodged deep inside me. I awkwardly handed the paper back to George and went into my room.  It wasn’t from Max, but it was in the group whatsapp, which I now saw was named “For Queer and Cuntry.”

Lewis: Thanks for a great night last night everyone. Good to meet you Sebastian. What’s everyone up to this weekend?

Anders: I’ll be nursing a hangover til midafternoon. Otherwise nothing.

I quickly rattled off a text and hit send, not knowing if I was doing the right thing. 

Sebastian: My housemates are throwing a party this evening to celebrate my new job. You’re all totally welcome. In fact, I insist.  If you think you can handle a bunch of recent graduate party gays. We are a little insufferable.

Max: Sounds heavenly. Send us the details. Less than 24hours in the group, and already hosting a party! You’ll fit in nicely.

I sent across the details and threw my phone on my bed.  I went out into the living room, where Mo and Dean were making coffee and writing what I guessed was a party to-do-list for tonight. 

“You were home late.” Mo said, smiling at me from across the room. “Do anything fun?”

“I was with some of the guys from my new office. They invited me out for a drink. They’re really cool. I invited them all to the party tonight.”

“Are they fit?” asked Dean, as Mo looked at me echoing his question. “Cos if they ain't fit, then they can’t come.”

“Somehow, and I have no idea how, yes, they are all stupidly hot.”

“Perfect. We’ll douche extra carefully.”

“You guys are the fucking worst! I’m going to have a shower.”

As I showered, I thought about the night before. I found myself lathering soap around my asshole for longer than necessary as I remembered Jamie’s strong arms and Max’s incredible body and cock.  I wondered if I should tell the boys what happened so that it doesn’t accidentally come up this evening. But I decided against it, they would only torment me with glares and jokes all evening.

Later that afternoon, the three of us went to the local supermarket to get food and alcohol for the party. Dean and Mo had invited about 25 people and if the guys from the office came, that would make nearly 40 in total. Hopefully they all remembered to bring a bottle.

As we exited the lift on our floor, we were greeted by quite the surprise. Sat outside our door, on a crate of champagne, looking fucking stunning, was Maxim.

“Max!” I said, trying to mask my pleasure. “Did I give you the wrong time? The party doesn’t start for a few hours.”

He ignored me and stood, reaching out his hand to Dean and Mo, “Hi, I’m Maxim. I work, or at least I will, with Sebastian at Goldsmith and Fyne.”

The boys said Hi and let themselves into the apartment, beckoning Max to follow.

“To answer your question, I felt a little guilty that we kept you out so late last night that I figured I would come early and see if you boys needed any help setting up. And maybe order some food so you don’t forget to eat in the excitement.”

“That seems almost obnoxiously nice.” said Dean, depositing the shopping on the kitchen countertop. “I don’t know whether to be pleased that Seb has such nice new coworkers, or annoyed that you only brought one entire case of Champagne instead of a pallet.”

Max laughed and hoisted the box onto the counter. “They’re magnums!” he said with a wink.

“I bet they fucking are.” whispered Mo.

We spent the next hour or so filling the fridge and prepping the snacks, and maybe having a glass or two of bubbles. Max, true to his word, was very helpful in the kitchen and even vacuumed the living room while Mo and Dean figured out what we should order for dinner.  We decided on Sushi. Against my many protests, Max paid.

“We should all get ready. People will start arriving soon.” Dean jumped to his feet and threw the empty sushi boxes in the trash. As he and Mo disappeared to their rooms, Max leant into me and placed his hand between my legs.

“You better not wear these shorts tonight, I’ll be too distracted and it would be far too easy to reach out and…” He placed his hand up the leg of my shorts and grabbed my ass with his thumb against my hole. 

I slid over to him and kissed him slowly on the lips, one hand in his perfect hair.

“ I guess I better run and change then.”

He groaned as I got to my feet and walked out of the room. 

An hour and a half later, the party was in full swing. None of the Goldsmith and Fyne crowd had arrived yet, but they had been texting the group chat to say they were on their way.  Out on the balcony, I could see Dean chatting to a boy from his course who I knew he had a massive crush on. I think his name was Connor. He was about 5ft 6inches, but beautiful and muscled as fuck. He looked semi-interested in Dean but not nearly enough. Which wasn’t fair, because Dean was VERY cute. He looked just like me but with brown curls and paler skin. 

“Hey Sebastian. Look who’s here.” 

I turned to see the cast of every twink’s wet dream walk through the door. It was Lewis, Jamie, Joaquin, and Anders - all looking fucking mesmerising in their more casual party clothes.  I ran to hug each of them - genuinely warmed by how fondly they greeted me.

As Lewis embraced me, I realised something I hadn’t noticed last night in his blue suit… Lewis was cut. He was toned all over, with massive biceps escaping the arms of his t-shirt, his dark skin shimmering in the party lights. I suddenly had an idea.

“Hey Lewis, how would you feel about doing me a massive favour?”

“It depends.”

“On what?”

“How you’ll repay me.”

Was he flirting with me? It certainly seemed that way, but I had other plans for now. “I promise I will make it worth your while.  You see that cute guy out on the balcony? That’s my housemate Dean. He really fancies the boy he is talking to and I think a little friendly competition might convince him to go for it with Dean. Would you please go flirt with him, just enough to make the other guy jealous?”

Lewis seemed to stare at Dean for a while, then back to me. “Oh yeah. I’m well up for a little manipulation and flirtation.” and with that he wandered off to the balcony.

For the next few hours, everyone seemed to be having a blast. There were shots and singing and general party nonsense. At one point, I saw Max and Jamie in the corner laughing and  wondered if they were reminiscing about last night. Then Jamie gestured for me to come over to them.

“What’re you boys talking about? Plotting your global take-over?”

“Kinda.” Said Jamie, placing his massive hand on the small of my back. “We were actually talking about  how unfair it was that Max got to cum in your hole last night but I didn’t.”

I was slightly taken aback by his forthrightness. But my ass began to twitch inside my jeans.

Max winked at me. “I agree”, he said, “seems like a massive miscarriage of justice.”

“Well. My room is the door on the left down the hallway. Give me 5 minutes, then maybe we will see if we can’t rectify that problem.”

5 minutes later, I was stripped down to my thong, on all fours in the middle of my bed.  There was a knock at the door, followed by Jamie’s unmistakeable laugh. I turned to see him walk through the door with Max behind him.  Neither of them said anything, but closed the door behind them and began to take off their clothes. 

Max climbed on the bed in front of me, his long Brazillian cock pointing right at my mouth. I could see the build-up of pre-cum glistening on his head and I immediately dove onto it and began to work his shaft. I was working my mouth down to the hilt when I suddenly pulled off and gasped. Jamie had wasted no time ramming his face between my cheeks and was eating my hole like it was the last thing he would ever do. 

I was in ecstasy, but did not want to neglect my duties to Max’s dick, so went back to work gagging and choking on the most delicious cock I had ever tasted. A few minutes later, I felt Jamie climb up behind me and slap my puckered hole with his thick cock. I arched my back, practically begging him to fuck me. He took the signal and slowly pressed the head of his cock into my hole.

“Sweet mutherfucking god. This pussy!”

I could feel my walls expanding as he slid the full length of his shaft into me, his pubes coming to rest on my twink ass. Then he began to pound. Slow and first, and then relentless. Every now and then, he would pull out completely, spit in my open cunt, and then ram himself back in with his full might. He leant forward and wrapped his hands around my throat.

“Holy fuck, Max, I can feel your dick in his throat!”

This must have turned him on a lot because it suddenly felt as though his dick were made of iron inside me. I then heard a ringing on the bedside table and Max bend down to grab his phone. I was hardly paying attention, but I heard him say

“Hey Anders. Yeah. No no, we haven’t left. I’m in Seb’s room with him… yeah. Jamie’s here too.” he laughed, looking at his friend as he railed me within an inch of my life.  I lost focus after that for a minute of two and Jamie lost all control, pressing deeper and deeper into me. 

“I’m gonna cum. Oh fuck, abby, I’m gonna breed that pussy.”

“Yes Jamie, cum in me. Fuck yes.” I yelled, releasing Max’s dick from my throat.

Then I felt it, jet after jet of cum flooded my guts. He seemed to just keep cumming, my anal orgasm sucking more and more of his spunk into me. He thrust one final time and it pushed me forward into Max’s lap, where I lay, sweat dripping from my brow onto Max’s chiseled abs. Jamie pulled out and slowly climbed off the bed.

“Fuck! That’s the best ass I’ve ever seen!” said a voice I almost didn’t recognise.

“Yeah, Jamie, you ripped that pussy up” said another voice.

I turned my head to see Joaquin and Anders stood by my bed, visible boners in their chinos. I was momentarily mortified that they had seen me like this. Then I looked properly and remembered just how unbelievably stunning they both were. Identical, tall, slim, bright blue eyes, scandanavian skin.

Max looked me in the eye then leant down and kissed me. I pulled away and winked at him. Then I nodded.

"Three was a crowd." Max said mischievously, "But five is a fucking party."

The twins, it seemed, needed no further encouragement. They effectively launched themselves towards my bed, ripping their clothes from their flawless bodies. 

Joaquin grabbed ankles and pulled me to the edge of the bed and flipped me over onto my back. Max shuffled along the bed behind me so that I was reclining in his lap. I could feel Joaquin's fingers pressing into my loosened hole.

"Here, Max, hold these" he said, lifting my ankles up to my head and handing them to Max to hold back. 

I'd never felt so exposed, my ass cheeks pulled apart my one man, my hole gaping I the air. 

"Brother, come spit in this cunt."

Anders came round the where his brother stood and spat into my open hole. Then he slapped it with his cock.

"Don't wear him out. I can't wait for my turn."

"Don't worry, I promise to leave him in one piece… just."

And with that, he slid his long Scandi cock into my hole. He wasn't thick, but it was long enough to hit my second hole with ease, and push right past it. He began to slide in and out, his arms behind his head. It was kinda frat-boy douchey. But I loved it. Max was holding me tightly, keeping me in his arms. It was strangely comforting. 

This is when Joaquin abandoned all restraint. He began to slam into me, harder and harder. I gasped and moaned and begged for more. I was in extasy and could feel my pussy mounting to anal orgasm. As my body began to shake, Jamie leant in from my side and kissed me.

"Joaq, wait til you feel this " he said "His pussy is gonna milk you hard!"

I began to convulse with orgasm and I felt Joaquin tense inside me. He began to cum, hard and strong, rope and rope. Then he pulled out of me, cum still dripping from his purple cockhead. Next to him, Anders sunk to his knees and cleaned his brother's cock of the remaining cum. Then he stood and turned to me.

"May I?" He asked with a naughty grin on his angelic face.

"I think I'll die of you don't." I responded through panting breath.

After his brother, Anders slid into me with ease. He was less aggressive than his twin but he bucked his hips in an upward motion which hit my prostate in all the right places. It was bliss.

As he was rippling into me, Joaquin and Jamie appeared either side on him and each took one of his nipples in their mouths. As they chewed and sucked, I could feel him getting close. Max gripped me tighter and whispered in my ear "You're doing great. Hope you're not too tired yet."

He lent over me and kissed me softly on the lips. I bit down on his bottom lip as I felt Anders begin to blow a massive load into me. He must have spurted 5 jets of cum into my loaded cunt. Unlike his brother, he stayed in me after he was done - climbing up and interrupting my kiss with Max to lay one of his own on my pink lips.

He pulled back and I looked up to see Jamie, Anders and Joaquin all standing, sweat dripping from their gorgeous bodies, staring at me with broad smiles on their faces. 

Somehow all three of them were hard again.

I slowly got to my feet and stood in front of them all. I thought I'd be exhausted. But it was the horniest I had ever been. I walked over to my full length mirror and placed my hands against it. Standing tall, I arched my back so that my arse was poking straight out.

"Maxim." I said, with lust in my voice. "You know what I need."

He stood and placed himself behind me. I could feel the three loads inside me begin to drop down my thigh.

"Oh Seb, don't be wasteful" he said, catching the drips with his swollen cockhead and pushing them up inside me with a massive thrust. "Why don't I fuck them further into that beautiful cunt?"

And he did. He absolutely did. 

He was completely without restraint or control. An animal. He fucked and fucked and fucked, biting my earlobes and pinching my nipples. He cock was an Iron staff, unrelenting and raw.  I stared at myself in the mirror, as he bred me, wondering how I had found myself in this amazing situation. 

I saw the other three approach, each wa king furiously. Max slid from me slowly as one by one they each came on his dick and he thrust it back into me. 

"Boys, leave." He said "What happens next is between Sebastian and me."

They got dressed and left. Smiling ear to ear. 

Max pulled out, turned me around and picked me up, my legs wrapping around his waist.  Je lay me down on the bed and began to fuck me more, gentle but powerful. He kissed me deeply then stared into my eyes.

"I want to cum in you forever"

And then he did. It was never ending. As he pulsed, jets of cum shot from my own dick without me even touching myself. We then lay there for what felt like forever. 

"Let's get a drink. You must be thirsty."

I chuckled. We got dressed in blissful silence and walked back into the party which raged beyond my bedroom door.

To be continued...