All Male Hostel

Joey, A Cum Dump in Training

“Where the hell am I and who the hell is this guy behind me?” Joey thought to himself panicking over his unfamiliar surroundings! He dared not move and chance waking the sleeping stranger who’s muscular arm was tucked neatly around him. 

Going over the events from last night he tried retracing the night. Listing them off in his head; “my car died, a strange white guy picked me up, beer, moonshine, I was introduced to a bunch of people…” that was all clear in his mind, “so who is this black guy sleeping next to me?” His brain scouring foggy memories of last night. 

He laid there on his side, in a bed moving his eyes around searching the room for something to trigger some kind of memory, but nothing came. 

Then two quick revelations hit him like bricks… he was naked. The man behind him was also naked. He could feel the skin to skin contact between them, and some prickly places on his butt cheeks that he fears were some part of the man’s lower parts against him. Now he really needed to remember! 

He decided that he needed to try to sneak out from under this guy and find his clothes. As he started to move, he felt the after effects of too much alcohol that seemed eerily similar to what a spike driven into the base of his skull could feel like. 

Slowly, he rolled out from under Tre’s limp arm and slid to the edge of the bed. That’s when he noticed the in comfortable mix of greasy and sticky between his legs. 

When he stood up, the second obvious sign of a hangover hit him and he wobbled on his feet as his stomach churned. He lost his balance and landed back on the edge of the bed. The man stirred behind him. 

He sat still for a minute to let his head stop spinning and hopefully allow the man in the bed to settle back into his sleep before trying to stand again. This time he was read for the spinning room. 

Joey stood and scanned the rest of the room. There were clothes scattered around the foot of the bed. He found his and started collecting them. Each time he bent, the room began to spin faster, and he felt a soreness coming from his hips and his ass. 

Clothes in hand, he moved to the door and opened it slowly. He stuck his head out to see if there was anyone in the hall. It was empty. Naked and staggering a little, Joey was in search of a bathroom. The first door he opened was a bedroom with two bodies under the covers. He quietly closed the door and went on the the next. 

“Bingo”! he whispered as the opened door revealed a very large bathroom. Closing the door behind him, he looked at himself in the vanity mirror. “What the fuck did you do last night?” As he interrogated his reflection. “You told him?” He questioned himself. “You’ve never told anyone!” Joey barely admitted his curiosity to himself. 

Deciding on a shower, he searched the spacious bathroom for a towel. He fumbled with the knobs to get the water going and waited in the open air for the water to warm up. Once the water coming out of the square shower head was warm, he stepped in and just let the water run down his skin. 

“Hey Joey? Are you ok?” A voice on the other side of the frosted glass shower door asked. 

“Shit! Yeah, I’m good!” He replied startled because he didn’t hear the door open. “Who are you?”

“It’s Tre.” The voice responded. 

Joey didn’t move, he tried to focus on which one Tre was. The black guy, the one He woke up next too. A little of the night came back to him. 

“Mornin Tre, yeah I’m ok.” He tried to hide the fear he felt. 

“Aight, I was just checking on ya man.” Tre called out as he slid the glass door open. 

Joey was naked and blocked in a shower. He’d never felt so vulnerable in his life. He froze staring at Tre. His smooth light brown skin contrasted with his white boxers. Joey felt himself start to stiffen and turned his body away from the man looking at him. “Lemme finish this shower, I’ll be right out.” 

Tre took the hint and slid the shower door closed. This time Joey heard the door close behind Tre and started washing his hair. His hips were sore like he’d done the splits or something. When he ran is soapy hand through his ass crack, he felt the soreness of his hole. He knew for sure then that something happened last night and he was pretty sure he knew what it was. 

He finished his shower, got dressed and made his way back to the room he woke up in. When he opened the door he found Tre still in his boxers, leaned against his headboard. He made some small talk while Joey looked for his other shoe. 

“What do ya remember from last night?” Tre asked. 

“Ahh, not much. Bout the last clear memory I have is drinking moonshine. That is what it was? Joey asked. 

“Yeah, that’s David’s special recipe.” He told Joey for the second time. 

A little scared to ask, but to curious not too, “Um, what did I do last night?” Joey inquired. 

Tre ran down the innocuous list of things Joey remembered. Then he got into the fog. Tre told Joey that he nearly threw up in the kitchen sink, that he started talking about his ex, Donna. He told Joey that he consoled him when he started getting emotional about her and that eventually he ended up passing out downstairs and Tre had carried him up three flights of stairs to put him to bed. 

Thinking out loud Joey reasoned, “That could explain my sore hips I guess,” looking around the room, “but it surely doesn’t explain my greasy sore ass?” He spotted a bottle of some kind of liquid just under the edge of the bed. 

Tre remained silent as Joey brought up a bottle of Astroglide sex lube. Stuttering a little Tre started to explain “It was like this.” He paused to formulate his words. His big brown eyes looked over Joey’s shoulder as he continued. “We we’re both pretty drunk. When you started talking about your ex, I consoled you. When you almost threw up, I comforted you. At first you looked uncomfortable.” He stopped and looked at Joey. “Then you seemed to like it. Makin noises and everything. When I brought you up here, you were pretty out of it.”

Joey watched Tre as he spoke. He knew where it was going but he wanted to hear it. He sat at the edge of the bed and waited for the rest. 

“Trey continued, “Like I said, I was pretty fucked up. When I laid you on my be…”

“You fucked me?” Joey interrupted obviously upset. 

“Well, not at first, but yeah.” Tre looked down at his bedding feeing a little guilty. 

“What the fuck dude?” Joey yelled. “I was passed out and you fucked me?” His face was red with anger, feeing violated. But his pants told a different story. From where he was sitting, Tre couldn’t see the bulge growing, but Joey sure felt it. 

He got off the bed and walked to the window. Looking out over the field and trees he tried to sort all of the feelings that were running through his mind. He could see the smoke rising from the fire pit and all the empty beer cans and bottles in the yard. He even seen a few pieces of clothing laying in the grass. 

“What the fuck is this place?” He asked harshly. Parts of it were starting to make sense to him. Danny’s king David and some of the comments he remembered hearing. 

“Kind of a sex hotel? I guess?” Tre answered sounding unsure. He had to turn this conversation around. 

“You wanted it!” Tre matter of factly stated knowing he was stretching the truth a little. “You were practically begging for it with your little signs and moans!” At least that’s how his drunken mind read the signs. 

Still looking out over the back yard, Joey wondered if he really was asking for it? He recalled his curiosity about guys and how he kind of lost sexual interest between him and Donna. He was also still trying to reconcile the erection he was hiding from Tre. 

The image of Tre’s white boxers against his brown skin laying casually in the bed invaded Joey’s mind only making him question Tre’s words even more. He was scared, angry and confused, totally forgetting about the situation in his pants as we quickly left Tre’s room. Tre called out for him, but he had to get out of there and think. 

Joey jogged down the three flights of stairs and found his way out the back door. At first he fast walked out into the field but after a short distance he turned and ended up sitting by the fire pit in silence trying to summarize everything in his head. 

When Danny happened to walk out the back door some time later, Joey was still sitting there. Tears were welled up in his eyes and a few had leaked down his face. “Joey, are you ok?” Danny asked sounding genuinely concerned. 

“What the fuck kinda place did you bring me too?” He asked as the flood of his emotions pressured the dam to break. “I need to get back to my car and get the fuck outta here!” He growled. 

“Hey hold on?” Danny tried to calm him. “What’s going on?”

“Nothin! I just need to go. I don’t belong here!” Joey snapped at the brink of losing his composure. 

“Ok, look,” Danny started. “First, this is a place where like minded guys come to hang out. Rooms are rented and they come and go as they please.” He explained. 

“What the hell is like minded?” Joey asked now looking at Danny. “Gay?”

“Well, yeah. Most of us. A couple go either way.” He stopped to change the subject. “What’s going on?”

The breaking point was near. Joey unloaded everything on the man that brought him there. There was no order to his rambling but he touched on everything from losing interest in his girl to being with Tre last night and all the feelings around them. 

Danny got up and knelt in front of Joey. He looked up at his watery eyes and told him everything was ok. Whoever he is, he is safe there. “There is no judgement here Joey. Everyone is accepted for who they are in my house!”

Danny reached up and put his arms around the now sobbing new guest. At first Joey resisted, but his resolve was weak. He put his arms around Dan and sobbed. “I’ve been so confused lately. And I judge myself for it!” Joey barked. “What are you gonna do about that in your house?” He said in a sad but sarcastic tone as his grip got tighter around Dan’s body. 

“Nothing Joey. I’m going to hold you, calm you and then we’re going to figure out what’s next.” He assured Joey. 

Danny held Joey through his eruption of emotions until they waned leaving Joey red faced and puffy eyed. With us face still nestled in Danny’s neck, he asked, “So you’re saying these guys come here for sex?” With his emotions starting to settle, his curiosity began to grow. 

“No, well not just for sex. Most of us live here. David comes on the weekends and some evenings.” Danny explained some of the dynamics of the house. “Everyone here has a job, everyone pitches in to take care of the place and everyone pays rent for their rooms. And most everyone ah… plays with each other.” 

“That’s crazy!” Joey responded to the things he was hearing. “A big gay sex fest!”

“Yeah, sometimes. Other times it’s just like any other family. We’re cooking or doing chores and sometimes it’s just a quiet evening in front of a TV.” Danny explained sounding more like a car salesman trying to barter his next deal. 

“Wow!” Joey whispered almost to himself. “So, you could be out here having sex with someone, any of them… right now?” He finished a little louder feeing a little uncomfortable. 

“Yep.” Danny said. 

“What if I wanted to test the waters? Ya know? Experiment and actually remember it?” Joey’s curiosity was leading him down a path that was firing his hormones into overdrive. 

“You make that decision. Then you ask someone if they wanted to let you do that.” Danny told him. 

The conversation stopped there while Joey processed everything he had been told. He was in a no judgment zone, with people that didn’t know him. Putting the shock he felt earlier to the side, there was a part of him that he had worked feverishly to deny.  And here he was, comfortable in another man’s arms. “I wanna experiment.” He whispered. “I just don’t know how.”

Danny pulled away to be able to look at his face. “First you need to figure out what you want to experiment with. Then with who” Danny laid out the obvious steps. As he moved to sit in a laundry chair beside Joey. 

Feeling a connection with Danny, Joey thought for a few seconds before speaking. “Will you experiment with me?” 

Danny didn’t say a word. He had heard everything Danny had told him. He knew Tre had fucked him, so he assumed Joey was a bottom and the kid really had no idea what he wanted. He was weighing the options in his mind right up until the second he decided to kiss Joey. 

Joey didn’t expect a man’s lips feel so soft, but Danny’s lips were as soft as any girl he had ever kissed. His tongue aggressively pushed into Joey’s mouth, but he didn’t fight it. Danny had subjected him to his first man kiss and it was strong, somewhat forceful and it excited him. 

Danny pulled Joey up onto his lap and continued his deep kiss. Joey, straddling his legs could feel Danny’s swollen cock against the back of his leg while his own cock strained against his blue jeans. Danny’s hands rubbed down Joey’s back and stopped on his ass and kneaded his flesh under the denim. 

Joey let a moan escape into Danny’s kiss as his bottom was being pulled closer into the other man. Danny started grinding Joey down onto his covered shaft before he pushed Tommy off of his lap and slipped his gym shorts down and exposing his cock to Joey. “Touch it!” He told Joey. 

The young man took the meat into his hand and started jacking him off while the older man was rubbing Joey’s hard dick through his pants. 

“Let me know if you wanna stop!” Danny commanded before he put his hands on Joey’s shoulders and guided him to his knees. 

With one hand placed at the base of Joey’s neck, the older of the two pulled Joey’s face down into his into his crotch, with the other, he directed his own dick along Joey’s cheek and across his lips smearing his precum along the way. 

Joey was a little unsure of what was going on, but he didn’t want to stop Danny. He had asked for this and remembered doing so this time. As Danny started bouncing his hardness against the younger man’s lips, Joey opened his mouth. 

“Oh, you’re hungry for this dick huh?” Danny asked with a degrading tone. “Here ya go!”

He pointed his cock straight for Joey’s mouth and pulled him down onto his cock and then back up. “Ya gotta close your mouth on it son!” Danny directed him. 

On the next trip down his shaft, Joey was obedient and closed his lips around Danny’s girth. Without being led, Joey started moving his mouth up and down the cock in his mouth. 

“Less teeth there sharky!” Danny  ordered. 

Joey had no idea what he was doing and was more embarrassed each time Danny criticized what what happening. It didn’t matter what his guide told him just before shoving his cock in Joey’s mouth, he still didn’t feel like he could stop this after everything. 

“I’ll make a cock whore outta you yet son!” Danny laughed. “Put my nut sack in your hand!” He ordered Joey. 

He followed Danny’s command and cupped his hands around Danny’s low hanging balls. He heard Danny say “squeeze em a little and rolled around like stress balls” so he obeyed like any good apprentice would. 

Joey seemed to be very submissive and followed instruction quite well so the older man though he would break this little cum dump in the right way. Danny’s hands cupped either side of Joey’s head and as he was forced to stop sucking, with Danny’s cock head still in his mouth Danny, he stood and told him “Imma fuck your face son! I think you need that.” And that’s exactly what he did. 

Danny held Joey’s head still as he thrust his six inch cock in and out of Joey’s mouth. “Damn son! Now that feels fucking great!” He heard Danny say as he was being slapped in the chin with the man’s balls. 

The cock was jabbing in and out of his mouth so fast, Joey couldn’t hardly catch his breath. He had spit and saliva pouring out of his mouth making Danny’s balls wet and audibly smacking as they made contact with his chin. Gurgling sounds were coming from Joey’s throat. “Now that’s what a blow job should sound like son!” Danny cheered. 

Danny made a couple groans and grunts and stopped deep in  Joey’s throat just as Joey felt a thick liquid hit his tongue and ooze down his throat. 

He gagged while his stomach heaved as Danny held Joey’s face buried in his bushy pubic hair. Danny left his throbbing cock in Joey’s mouth until it had shot all of his load down the virgin throat. 

He let Joey up gasping to catch his breath between gagging and coughing on all his hands and knees. “Next time boy, that’s the position I want your naked body in, with a man behind you!” Danny chuckled. “Don’t worry, you’ll get better.” Danny stood up, pulled his shorts up and started walking towards the house. “When you’re ready, come inside and get a drink. Wash that shit down!” 

Joey stayed there on all fours until his coughing stopped. He sat back in his heels and looked around. He felt a mix of ashamed yet somehow content about what just happened. 

Finally, he stood up and looked around the massive yard then up to the house. That’s when he noticed movement in a third story window. Tre was standing there watching him with Danny. He felt his cheeks flush only for some reason, he felt more excited thinking about being watched than he felt embarrassed. 

Joey, feeling a little cocky smiled up at Tre as he started walking towards the back door where Danny was standing with a cold beer. “Congratulations Joey! You did good.” He handed Joey the bottle and patted him on the back. “Let’s see about that car.”