All Male Hostel

The Party Continues

Joey’s body tingled from the warm sensation engulfing his ear as well as the feel of the strong body pushed up against him. His mind raced at the thought of who it could be. Joey certainly did not recognize the voice.

When he tried to turn to see who his secret admirer was, he was held firm and unable to turn. He allowed himself to melt into submission to whomever it was.

In a gravelly flirty voice he asked, “And what do you want to do to me?” His mind raced at the possibilities.

“Oh pretty boy, you’ll soon find out.” the deep voice informed him as the world around him went dark.

The man put a hood over Joey’s head and lead him through the crowd. Joey willingly followed the man while hearing the people he passed whooping and whistling. He could feel his faded jeans restricting his cock’s attempt to harden.

‘That wasn’t very far’ Joey thought to himself when the man stopped and pushed his top half down to a flat surface. He felt hands running across his covered ass and down in between his legs. When they got low enough, his legs were forced apart.

The set of hands traced back up the inseam of his pants until the tapped firmly against his balls. There was a small flash of pain that made Joey yelp. The man behind him let out a low growl in response to Joey squirming.

“Ya like that pretty boy?” Joey heard the unknown man ask in a manner that was more of a comment.

Joey, completely intrigued by the direction this interaction seemed to be going didn’t respond to the man. The tap to his nuts got a little harder causing him to wince a little under the pressure and squeal a little louder. The stranger laughed at his discomfort.

The man’s foot moved Joey’s legs back together just before Joey was stood back up. He felt fingers fumbling with his top button, then zipper just before his pants were pulled down to his ankles. He was forced back down against the flat surface.

He could hear a couple of others shuffling around near by. He guessed they were spectators to the show. Joey was more turned on with the idea of people watching him getting used. What he didn’t realize yet, was that anyone at the party that wanted to, was watching.

Joey was laid out over a picnic table just to the right of the fire. His naked bottom half exposed to all. The flames lit his pale ass cheeks in an orangish hue.

He felt a stinging smack against his bare ass. He grunted against the pain. As his reflex made him try to arch up, a set of hands pushed him back to the table. He moaned at the pressure placed on his shoulders, holding him down.

His ass cheeks were spread apart, revealing his clean hole to the world. Joey tried to wiggle under the pressure, but he didn’t really want to be released.

The unfamiliar voice was close to his hooded ear when Joey was told that he was about to be fucked by a real man. He turned his head so he was facing the direction he assumed the voice was coming from. “A real man huh?” Joey chuckled sarcastically.

“We got a feisty one here boys!” The voice called out. There were laughs coming from around Joey in response.

The man spit into Joey’s crack and spread the liquid around his hole before forcing a thick finger inside him. “You got a tight little pussy boy!” The voice bellowed.

It was a little rough, not enough lubricant but Joey whimpered when the finger impaled him. His cock jumped from the tingling around his hole.

Joey was enjoying playing helpless to the man. He attempted to struggle a little, but the idea of being taken out of his own control was thrilling him.

The man withdrew his sausage like finger and spit one more time on Joey’s hole and circled his ring forcing more moaning to leak out of Joey’s mouth. He pushed his ass up to offer the man better access to his entrance.

Joey felt the head of a cock pushing at him. Trying to forcefully enter into his center. Joey held his breath and pushed back allowing the tool to breach his ass. Both the stranger and Joey made sounds as the man filled him.

Another set of hands made contact with Joey’s skin. They were softer, smoother than the scratchy hands that initially rubbed down his legs. A third person Joey thought briefly before he felt the stranger bottom out inside him and hit something he hadn’t felt before.

There was an odd feeling drive through Joey’s body when whoever was fucking him hit that resistance. It felt amazing but kind of hurt at the same time. “Ahh!” Joey cried out the first time and the second time he felt it. The third time, he felt a pop as the man behind him growled victoriously.

“Now you’ve been with a man boy!” He grunted. Joey felt the man’s body slamming against his own as the man fucked in and out of him, his cock feeling deeper than any he had felt so far.

Joey grunted against the man behind him. His body was raging with euphoria. He arched his back, pushing his ass higher. The change in angle of the man penetrating him rubbed against his prostate sending waves of pleasure running through him. Joey moaned uncontrollably as his body shook from the thrusting force into him.

The man behind him would grunt with every inward stroke, using Joey’s hips to drive himself in deep and hard. He would pull his cock all the way out, leaving Joey gaping and empty before forcing himself back in to Joey. Joey could feel every inch of the man’s long smooth shaft sliding through his entrance.

He man behind Joey began to make shallower, faster jabs inside him and was grunting feverishly as his movements became unbalanced. Joey felt him push himself in deep one last time before the man started to shake. Then the fucking restarted.

Joey felt warm juices fill his center before being pulled out as the man milked himself empty with Joey’s hole. Then Joey felt his cock pull out and the cool night air sent a chill across his bare skin.

There was some shuffling before Joey felt another hard cock press against his skin in search of the entrance into Joey’s core. This cock was a little smaller and slid into him effortlessly after being reamed by whoever the first man was.

He was gentler than the first. Moving in and out slow and rhythmic. He moaned early and and loudly as he pushed in and out of Joey. The change was pleasant.

Joey liked the slow smooth movement against him. It was almost passionate as the man fucked him. His hands weren’t locked into Joey’s hips, one was put at the small of Joey’s back. The other held Joey’s side. Joey whined at the gentle touch.

He never spoke, the only sounds the second man made were moans and grunts while his cock continued to invade Joey’s cavity. His hands moved slowly and softly along Joey’s body raising goosebumps across his skin.

The passion with which Joey felt coming from the man put him in a completely different state of ecstasy. Joey moved a hand behind him and touched the man’s side.

From behind him, Joey heard the man exhale loudly from his touch. Joey continued to trace the man’s shape as far as his hand could reach with only his fingertips and back down bringing more sighs from his secret lover.

“Oh Fuck!” Joey heard the man whisper.

The whispering voice caught Joey’s attention. “You feel amazing!” Joey followed being completely honest. Over the last few days, Joey had fucked and sucked several men. But this felt like love making to him.

He heard the man behind him cry out in confession of his orgasm as his movement quickened. The hood was quickly pulled from Joey’s head revealing the audience around him.

He looked around at several men watching him being taken. He felt a flash of something he thought was shame. He has transitioned from a hot nasty fuck to someone seemingly making love to him. His own emotions were all over the place.

His thoughts were stopped when the man behind him thrust deep into him and growled. Joey looked back to see Tre’s face crunched up, his eyes were closed as he filled Joey with his cum.

Tre’s strokes remains slow as he pumped himself into Joey, his fingers pressed tight into Joey’s skin. A calm settled over Joey when Tre was revealed. He raised his body off of the table and tried to reach Tre.

Tre’s strength held him with his arms extended but not flat against the hard surface. Joey didn’t struggle against Tre. He let Tre finish emptying himself into Joey.

When Tre was finished, his grip on Joey weakened and Joey was able to stand. He turned and faced Tre smiling.

Tre’s face shadowed by the fire behind him. He couldn’t make out any expression. Confusion fell over Joey. Tre’s posture looked so serious, almost uncomfortable. Joey didn’t know what to think.

Tre didn’t say anything before turning and waking away leaving Joey even more confused. He tried to follow after Tre but realized his pants were holding his feet from moving.

Joey quickly pulled his jeans up. He looked around him and felt humiliated in front of half a dozen strangers for a second and chased after Tre.