All Male Hostel

The red check engine light illuminated on the dash as he heard a strange noise erupt from under the hood of his beat up old Camero. In the next few seconds, every light on his dash light up and the engine died. “Fuck!” Joey yelled into the empty cabin of his car.

The Camero coasted to a smoky stop on the side of the dark two lane road Joey had been traveling on. He looked ahead, then in his rear view mirror for signs of life, lights or anything that insinuated that he wouldn’t have to walk for miles. He cussed again with everything was dark.

He couldn’t remember the last gas station he had passed. Futility, he turned the key trying to start the car. The Camero refused to come to life for him. Joey decided it was inevitable and he was going to have to kick rocks. He grabbed his phone off of the center console and started his darkened journey down the desolate road in the direction he had been driving. 

Alone in the darkness, there is little protection from ones own mind. This proved true for Joey tonight as he remembered his final words to his now ex girlfriend. “I’m sorry Donna, it’s not you. It’s me.” he had told her as he gathered the last of his things. “No, you didn’t do anything. I just feel like I need to figure e things out. I think I want something different.” The words replayed in his head. The vision of her sitting on the couch crying as he turned and walked out of her apartment.

He didn’t really know what he needed to figure out, he just knew that things had changed for him. She really hadn’t done anything, it was him. He had felt less and less attracted to her over the last few months of their three year relationship. Because of this, their intimacy had waned to almost nothing recently.

His thoughts were interrupted when he noticed shadows moving in the trees ahead of him. There was some kind of light coming from behind him. He turned to see a pair of headlights headed in his direction. Joey frantically woke his phone up and turn on the flashlight function and waved it in the night hoping to get the driver’s attention.

The car slowed and came to a stop in the middle of the road just in front of Joey. As he walked up to the dark two door BMW, the passenger side window lowered. “You good man?” came from inside of the dark car.
“Naw man, my car died a couple miles back. Where’s the closest gas station?” Joey optimistically asked the stranger.

“You’re not gonna find anything open around here at this time f night. This area rolls the towns up and puts them away after sun down.” the voice informed Joey.

 “Just my fuckin luck!” Joey lamented as he looked at his phone, seeing it was well after midnight.

“Places will be open again in the morning. Ya want a ride somewhere?” The stranger asked.

“Man, I’m a long way from home and even farther from where Im going.” Joey replied almost instantly regretting giving so much information to a person he couldn’t even see.

There was a few second awkward quiet before the man in the car offered “Look, I have a place not far from here. There’s an extra bedroom. You’re welcome to it for the night. Why don’t ya come with me and we’ll figure out your car in the morning.”

At twenty one, most of us think we’re invincible so it was with Joey. He accepted the offer and opened the car door and and climbed into the car. When the door opened, the interior light came on and Joey was met with an extended hand. “I’m Danny.” Danny was a little older than Tommy, but looked normal. He was clean cut, short well maintained hair and goatee. He certainly didn’t look like anyone Joey should be afraid of, he felt better about his decision to take Danny up on crashing at his house for the night.
“Joey.” He said taking the man’s hand and shaking it. “I appreciate this.”

Danny wasn’t lying, the drive was pretty short from where Joey got into the car before they made their destination. In the ten minute or so ride, Danny told him that he had a big old farm house and rented some of the rooms out to supplement his income. He currently had one vacancy. Danny told Joey that was on his way back from a beer run. He and the guys were hanging out by a little fire. Joey didn’t talk much, he mostly just listened.

They turned up a windy gravel driveway that led to a huge old white house. There was several pretty nice cars in the parking area and a glow bouncing off one of the buildings behind the house. Joey assumed that it was from the fire Tommy had talked about.

They got out of the car and Danny lifted the trunk. He grabbed a case of beer and motioned for Joey to grab the second one. He quickly followed directions and scooped up the case. The front of the house was well lit and nicely maintained. The house had a big wrap around porch and the entire set up was encircled in pines and big oak trees, completely hidden from the road or neighbors.

As they entered, the inside was as nice as the outside. “The craftsmanship in these old houses is unmatched by anything built today.” Danny bragged as he seen his guest looking around.

Danny led him to the kitchen where they put the cases of beer in a nearby empty refrigerator. Danny ripped open one of the cases and started handing Tommy beers. “You’re welcome to one if your old enough.” “Uh yeah, I’m twenty one. My birthday was in the spring.

“I was joking dude. I don’t care if you drink. It’s not like you’re going anywhere tonight.” Danny replied with a friendly smile. 

With his an arms full of Michelob Ultras, he followed Danny through the expansive old home and out the back door. There was a group of six guys in bag chairs sitting around a metal fire pit with the flames licking over the top. “Gentlemen, I picked us up a hitchhiker. This is Joe.” Joey threw up a hand “Joey”. Danny corrected himself, “his car broke down a few miles back. He’s gonna be our guest for the night.”

Danny spouted off names as he pointed to each man, “Matt, Charlie, Jason, Aiden, Tre, and last but not least” coming up from behind and wrapping his free arm around the last one, “this one right here is my King David!”

They all put there hands up and waved as their names were called. It was an odd bunch of guys. Most of them were shirtless and wearing athletic or jean shorts. Joey just observed them for the first few minutes, listening to them joke and cut up. His attention was specifically caught when he heard David say his name in a loud whisper. He couldn’t make out the rest of the conversation but Danny and David were definitely talking about him.

There were a few rounds of beer delivered to him and he was passed a mason jar twice. The first time he took a pretty big swig and though his insides were going to burn up. He’d never had moonshine before, but Joey was sure that had changed now. When time came for the 4th round, Joey was nominated as “beer wench”.

Standing up, he stumbled a little and dropped back into the chair he’d been sitting in since he got there. Tre quickly stood and offered to help him stand up. “Thanks dude” he submitted as he reached for Tre’s hand and was pulled up out of his chair and landing in Tre’s arms.

Tre was taller than Joey, maybe six feet, light brown skin and solid pectoral muscles. He was younger than Danny, but older than Joey. Joey thought he seemed like a super friendly guy. “Here, I’ll walk with ya!” Tre offered.

“Cool” Joey kind of stuttered as he was guided towards the house. Joey could hear some of the guys behind him laughing at something one of them had said, but he was more focused on not looking as drunk as he felt at that moment to worry about it.

As the two walked slowly towards the house to get the next round, Matt asked “Does this kid know where he’s at”

“I don’t think so.” Danny answered curiously.

“He’s kinda cute. A few more drinks in him and he’ll be down for the count. 

Think he’s gay?” Aiden chimed in and the group laughed. The consensus was that he was not, but that he could be turned. He was young and young people have raging hormones. So a plan was formulated for his return.

Inside the house, “You good bro?” Tre inquired as Joey leaned over the sink and took a couple deep breaths.

“Yeah man, I’m just really drunk. That was the first time I’ve ever had moonshine.” he admitted. “That is what that was right?” he questioned in between breaths.

“Yeah. David makes it out back.” Tre replied. “He makes the best shine in these parts.” he finished.

“Man that shit wasn’t good!” Joey huffed. “I thought I was gonna burn up from the inside out, like food in a microwave!” Tre laughed as Joey finished his complaint

“That’s how ya know it’s good.” Tre reached over and put his hand on the small of Joey’s back, rubbed in small circles and assured him he’d be ok and to just breathe for a minute. “You’re a good looking kid. What are you doing out here in the middle of nowhere… in the middle of the night? Tre asked with his face so close to Joey’s neck that he felt the warmth of his breath.

Feeling uncomfortable, Joey tried to put a little distance between his neck and Tre’s mouth. “I broke up with my girl and wanted to get away for the weekend,” he slurred slowly “I just wanted time to myself. But my fucking car…” he paused.

Yeah, that sucks about your car!” Tre said. In his mind, Tre was thinking about the things he could do to this kid for a whole weekend while Joey was still making a weak attempt to keep some distance.

“When we wake up, I’ll take you back to your car, you can get what you need and we’ll call someone about getting it moved off the side of the road.” Tre offered

“Thanks man!” Joey said with his face now buried down in the sink and feeling his stomach doing flips. 

Tre rubbed the kid’s shoulders and upper back and feeling a stir of heat in his groin. Joey wiggled a little but the kindness felt good and a small sigh exhaled from his mouth. He decided that at least while his world was spinning, he’d give in and let the man rub him.

 “Look man…” interrupted by a convulsion from his stomach, “I appreciate what y’all have done for me tonight.” he continued. “It was super cool, y’all letting me stay here.” Joey finished.

 Tre, taking the queue of Joey sighing to his touch, was now directly behind the younger man and his hands were rubbing his back and slowly moving around and gliding up his sides and letting his hard cock brush against Joey’s cute little ass.

“The fuck man!” Joey tried to pick his head up out of the sink.

“Shhh, they’ll hear us!” Tre insisted.

Joey was in no condition to really fight back, he could barely hold his own body weight up. Plus, it did feel good. The last few months of his relationship had been absent of affection. It wasn’t because Donna didn’t try. He just lost interest in her. He couldn’t explain it. It didn’t make sense to him either. She was beautiful, smart, funny…but just not it. He felt an alcohol induced sob form in his throat.

His thoughts were interrupted. “Come on kid, let me take you upstairs and put you to bed.” Tre insisted and helped Joey stand back up. “My bed is on the third floor, we’ll go slow.

”Without argument, Joey let Tre take the lead and guide him out of the kitchen. “Hold up. Sit here for a minute. Let me go tell everyone we’re going to bed.” Tre pushed Joey towards the chair with little resistance from the drunk man.

When Tre walked back out to the yard, there was a full fledged orgy in the process. Smiling, Tre let the group sex party know that he was taking the drunk guest up to his room and putting him to bed. There were a couple celebratory shouts, but most of them were intent on what they were doing and didn’t respond.

He returned to Joey who was all but passed out in the chair where he left him. Wrapping one arm around his neck and scooping Joey’s legs up in his other arm, Tre carried his new found friend up both stair cases and into his spacious bedroom.

He laid the lump of a kid on his four post king bed and watched him for a minute before deciding to take his pants and shirt off. Sprawled out in the bed before him was a cute man, easily ten years his minor in nothing but his Calvin Kline boxers.

Tre reached out and lightly touched the smooth young stomach of his temporary bedmate. Joey never stirred. Tempting fate, Tre moved his hand up Joey’s chest, past his neck and came to rest caressing the boy’s sleeping face. He thought he noticed Joey’s chest rise and fall like he was taking a deep breath.

This did nothing but encourage the forming fantasy in Tre’s mind. He moved down and lightly put his lips to Joey’s forehead and then moved to his lips. Nothing. No sigh, no heavier breathing… no reaction at all. With his free hand, he found his way to the waistband of Joey’s boxers and paused.

Thinking to himself that this was too good and this kid was too sexy, Tre allowed his fingertips to breach the elastic and search for any hidden treasure. The first thing he noticed was the feel of trimmed pubes. “The kid takes care of himself”, he thought.

An inch further in and he found what he was looking for in that moment. As he took Joey’s flaccid cock in his hands, he looked it at his face for signs of stirring and there was none. The kid was dead to the world. Tre fondled the soft flesh for a couple minutes with absolutely no reaction, no stiffening, no moaning or sighs heaved.

So Tre proceeded his investigation. Reaching farther down, he found Joey’s heavy balls and cupped them in a firm but gentle grip. They were smooth and freshly shaved. Tre wanted them in his mouth. 

He could hear moaning coming from the back yard. He knew someone was being railed hard and was enjoying it. He withdrew his hand from the warm boxers and moved to the window. Voyeurism was a huge turn on to him. In the glow from the bonfire, he could make out Aiden laying back on David with Tommy leaned up between both of their legs. He had a great view of Tommy’ brown ass thrusting into Aiden. He couldn’t see the others, but that was ok. He was standing in the window, rubbing his enlarged cock through his clothes watching Aiden get double penetrated just twenty five feet below him when he heard the rustle of the bedding. Joey unconsciously repositioned himself on the bed.

Thinking this was a good time for more exploration on the helpless body laying on his bed, he decided to strip his clothes off and point his focus back on Joey. Naked and fully erect, he grabbed both sides of the kid’s boxers and rocked him back and forth pulling them off and exposing a pretty thick soft cock, laying in a well maintained bed of short blonde hair. Thinking to himself that the kid was really out of it, he bent down and put his tongue to Joey’s perfect mushroom head. Very soft and gentle at first he licked the side of his shaft down to his balls while looking for signs that his play thing might be waking. Still none.

Tre worked on the soft meat for a while and he started to feel a slight change in the density of the thing he’s been playing with. He decided to move Joey closer to the edge of the bed, so he got up, took the limp legs in his hands and slowly dragged him down for better access and he moved Joey’s legs up on each of his own shoulders.

He took the semi hard cock in his mouth and pumped up and down leaving a small moist coating over the soft skin while caressing Joey’s sack, still watching for movement and still hearing the sex noises from outside. He felt powerful, he felt confident and he wanted more.

He propped Joey’s motionless legs up higher with his hands while moving his tongue down the ball sack and to the pucker hidden below. With some gentle flickers of his tongue, it didn’t take long for his spit to build up and lube Joey’s hole. Tre moved his tongue up and down, round and round the tight hole in front of him. Still no movement. 

Feeling even more risky, Tre pushed his tongue against the light brown pucker in an attempt to impale Joey. “Man you are tight!” he mumbled to himself and the sleeping person above him while continuing to work his tongue inside Joey’s ass.

A soft sign and the sound of the bedding being ruffled above caught Tre’s attention. Looking up, he saw the slightest movement of Joey’s head as it turned from one side to the other.

Wondering what the Kid was dreaming about, Tre went back to work loosening his target up for more. He lowered one of Joey’s legs back to his shoulder and spit on his fingers. Then he slowly pressed one against Joey’s sphincter. He felt the taught muscle try to reject his entry, but did not stop. As his finger breached Joey’s ass, an audible moan came from above him. He didn’t stop. Once his digit was all the way inside Joey, Tre slowly started pumping in and out, giving a twist with each stroke.

Joey’s cock was now swelling quickly as his p spot was being rubbed. “Oh my got damn! This is fucking hot!” Tre said, louder than he anticipated.

Joey’s moans were more constant but still with some pauses in between each. “Time for number two” Tre said out loud as he worked a second finger in the relaxing hole.

As both fingers entered Joey, he stirred and whimpered just a little. Tre thought it was so cute. He continued to work on loosening that hole. He wanted inside Joey and he wasn’t stopping til he got there.
Joey’s dream he was with his ex girlfriend. “Donna! What are you… oh shit that feels fantastic!” Joey moaned as Donna rimmed him. This was the first time anyone had ever touched his butt. “Why haven’t you done this before?” He whined.

“I didn’t know you would enjoy it baby!” She replied back to him in his dream. “Wanna try a finger?” She asked. “Yes!” The moaned. “Please?” In almost a begging voice.

Back in Tre’s room, “Yes! Please?” Joey whined in his sleep. “Please keep doing that?”

Tre stopped all movement and watched Joey’s head move, his breathing was now heavier. “You like this don’t ya kid?” he asked. Joey moaned a soft “yes”.

Dripping precum and horny as hell, Tre decided it’s time. Before Joy woke up and stopped this, he was getting fucked. Even if it was just a little, Tre was getting inside him.

He stopped what he was doing, rolled Joey over on his stomach and positioned him as best he could, ass up. He walked over to his dresser, opening the top drawer and pulling out a bottle of lube.
 

Tre squirted a puddle in the palm of his hand, grabbed his uncut cock and stroked the lube across it. Taking three of his lubed fingers, he got Joey ready to be penetrated. The sounds Joey was making definitely led Tre to believe he was enjoying himself, so Tre took some extra time opening his hole. 

When he couldn’t wait any longer, Tre aimed his seven inch uncut brown cock in line with Joey’s hole and slowly moved himself in. Joey was moaning louder as Tre continued impaling Joey’s body for the first time.

He paused for a few seconds when he bottomed out against Joey. Slowly pulling himself almost out and pushing back in, Joey hummed in his sleep. Tre worked his cock back and forth in a steady pace for several minutes when he felt one of Joey’s hands touch his hip. Stopping dead in his tracks, he silently observed the body in front of him for more movement until he felt Joey trying to pull him deeper.

Tre followed Joey’s unconscious direction and began fucking him again at a slightly faster pace. Joey was squeezing Tre’s hip in his sleep, moaning something about a Donna. Tre didn’t care, he was feeling way to good, way to in control to let the mumbling of an inebriated man slow him down.

He felt Joey’s body move as he was on a backwards stroke. He wasn’t sure, but it felt like Joey was wiggling his hips around Tre’s cock so he went a little faster. Joey was getting louder, and seemed to be becoming more aware as he moaned and his body tensed.

“Ah… ah… ohhhh! Mmmm” came out of the kid’s mouth as he felt Joey’s hole tighten, then loosen around his cock.

“Good boy! Cum for Daddy!” Tre was sure that Joey just unloaded all over his sheet. That was all it took for Tre to lose himself.

Burying himself as deep as he could inside Joey, he felt his cock throb twice before the first shot of cum started filling Joey’s ass. He started pumping into Joey, while milking the last of his juices into the kid.

Joey didn’t stop making noises while Tre finished up, pulled out and admired the cum starting to leak out of Joey’s now gaping hole.

Tre walked over to the corner and picked up a towel. Wrapping it around his waist, he opened the bedroom door and headed to take a shower. When he returned to his bedroom, he found Joey and moved up and into the bed. His blonde hair covered head was resting on a pillow.

He was curled up like he was cold so Joey grabbed the blanket from the floor and was about to cover him when Tre noticed the wet spot just below Joey’s feet where he dumped his own cum while Tre fucked him. “I knew it!” Tre said victoriously. He covered Joey up and crawled into bed next to him and drifted off to sleep.