With both Michael and Darren now versatile it was not uncommon to find any, or all three of us making love. That was the way most Saturdays panned out, down to Darren's, get fucked by either or both of them, wank myself, soggy shorts. Darren wanted to meet up with Enzo and Elio, the Italian stallions again, I had the hots for Leroy and Devon, and pretty much anyone with a dick. In the end it was decided to do both. Two weeks later, on a Sunday morning, we met up at Darren's. With us all clean, the three of us were once more with Enzo and Elio for a repeat performance. We lost our clothes straight away. The living room had been cleared and two mattresses laid side by side. All five of us kissed and cavorted, hands, mouths and cocks, a blur as to who was doing what with whom. I know I had several different dicks in my mouth at one time or another, as did Michael. Darren for sure, mounted Elio. Nobody came. We stopped for a break, going back to just kissing and fondling genitals. And then it happened, I blame Michael for starting it by lifting my legs and rimming me. Enzo put his knob in my mouth, and from then on it was a merry go round as they all took their turn at my hole. It would have been pointless trying to fight them off, besides which, I loved being the centre of attention. Round and round they went. More spit, more lube, fucked by four cocks in rotation. After 20 minutes or so, I blew my load without touching myself. Still the pounding went on, until Enzo gave a nod and one by one, they bred me, and it was still only 11.30. I knew for sure that they would do it again. We had coffee and a sandwich, by early afternoon they were ready to go. This time Michael and I shared the three other cocks. Side by side on the mattresses, we were shafted by Enzo, Elio, and Darren. I took one load, Michael the other two. Darren then fucked me, giving me my fifth load of the day. Dressed, we thanked them for their hospitality. I said we looked forward to the next time.
I went by myself to meet Devon and Leroy and was lucky to find Shai there. Straight down to business, no kissing, I was stripped, laid on the carpet, and handcuffed. They rimmed me, lubed me, and the shafting began. The next hour or so was a haze of having a big fat penis in both ends.. I was banged, then past on to the next, until I pleaded with them, "For fuck's sake, can someone PLEASE cum." The three of them emptied gallons into me. Finally the handcuffs were released and I was able to wank.
One Friday evening, I hung back when Michael and Darren went to the pub. Alone with the laptop, I explored the online hook up sites, finding one that we hadn't used, guys with more extreme sexual interests. Most, like fisting and scat I found disgusting, however, there was one site that promoted orgies and gang bangs. I noted their web addresses and went to meet the boys. "So, what's up?" asked Darren. I blushed. "Go on, spill the beans." I opened my phone and brought up the website. Michael and Darren scrolled though, "Bloody stroll on." Michael remarked, "They meet up every so often at a big house, and I want to go to one", I said. "I'm up for it", replied Michael. Not so Darren, "Having Michael fuck me is one thing, an orgy is a whole different ball game, if you'll forgive the pun." I suggested to Michael that I email them to see if we can get ourselves an invite to the next party. A few days later, I excitedly called Michael, "It's gonna happen in two Sundays time. I have the address."
So it was that we found ourselves at this huge farmhouse. In the courtyard were were a dozen or so upmarket cars, Porsche, BMWs and the like. We were met at the door by a good looking Oriental lad, wearing nothing more than a bowtie, a cock ring, and a smile. Inside, he relieved us of our clothes, and led us through the house to the back garden, where a marquee had been erected. Music was playing and mattresses were strewn around. There were between 15 and 20 naked men, all a good deal older than us, all with erections. Too late to change our minds, Michael looked at me and shrugged his shoulders, "Oh well, in for a penny..." The host came over to welcome us, he had a large Prince Albert on the end of an 8"+ cock. It appeared that we would be the stars of the show. We were led to the centre of the tent. Men gathered around, pawing at our naked bodies, and kissing one another, I had never felt more vulnerable in my life. Michael and I were picked up and placed side by side on adjoining mattresses. We were rolled over and a succession of tongues rimmed us, our hips were pulled up, and we were both penetrated, cheered on by the rest of the men. One cock out, another one in. Turned onto our backs, at least we could now see who was shagging us. We relaxed and started to enjoy the attention. A guy lay beside me and told me to sit on him, one of his mates shoved his cock in alongside, filling me to the max. I thought double penetration only happened in porn films. Beside me, the host was now fucking Michael, I wondered what the Prince Albert felt like going through the ring, I was to find out later. One guy unloaded, and another took his place, followed by another, cum flowed out of me like a river. The guy underneath me shot his load and I was put back onto all fours, along with Michael, who had cum hands free. More cocks, more cum in both of us. Some of the men came at least twice. The host certainly did, as I had the dubious pleasure of his big Prince Albert in my ass, it made me cum unaided as well. We had been fucked continuously for over two hours, even with cum, spit, and lube, our holes were sore as fuck. The last guy to fuck me was the door boy, 'Ah, that's why he had a cock ring on,' I thought. By then my hole could have taken anything, and cum flowed out of me like the Thames.
Clothes back on, we drove home, completely sated. Would we do it again? In a heartbeat, for sure.
