Justin's Journey

The Super Bowl Party

Every year my boyfriend Charlie and his friends have a Super Bowl party. They all love football, but there’s one thing they like more than football… sex. This group of friends is pretty twisted, kinky, and fucked up. So I shouldn’t have been surprised when Charlie talked to me about their party.

Typically the party would be held at Dylan’s house, an old friend of theirs. But he started dating some guy and moved back to the east coast near his family. Charlie said he wasn’t into all the kink stuff anymore so they didn’t see him often or talk to him as much. This year (this happened back in 2021) Charlie volunteered to host the party at his new house.

He told me to sit down so we could talk about it and I knew right then that this was going to be something shocking. He talked about their normal tradition and how they’d be changing it this year because of me.

Their “tradition” had started 6 years earlier. All the guys got together for a party and they convinced this other guy from the gay bar to come over for some fun. He was, in Charlie’s words, “just another basic twink”. When the poor kid got there, he walked into what was basically a frat house. They tried to toss him around going from cock to cock as if he were the pre-show entertainment. The kid got overwhelmed and ended up leaving pretty quickly, but only after Corey walked up behind him while he was on his knees and shot his load on the guys head. Charlie said the guy left the house with cum all in his hair. So every year after that, they had a tradition in that guys honor where they spend the commercial breaks of the first half of the game jacking off in a circle. It was similar to the biscuit game except instead of a biscuit, they had a glass with a funnel. The last guy to cum at least once in the glass, got the glass full of cum dumped on his head at halftime and had to sit like that for the rest of the game.

When Charlie told me that, I laughed in amusement at the thought of him sitting still on the couch for like an hour and a half while his cum drenched hair and face slowly dried to a crust.

I then asked Charlie how this year’s festivities would differ.

“Well we figure there’s no need for the glass, obviously. I don’t want to give too much away, but I’ll tell you that you won’t be watching the game. And you’ll be a special guest for the day. So make sure you eat and drink plenty of water beforehand because it’ll be a marathon day for you”

This got me pretty excited. I helped Charlie shop for the party. We got all sorts of snacks and drinks, mostly a variety of beer. He picked up a few little decorations but he said he already had the rest of what we needed at the house.

It was the day before the party and he started setting up. He rearranged the furniture just a bit. He moved the ottoman to avoid spills on it and he slid the kitchen table up against the bay window for what I assumed would be the snack table. He got another little card table out and set up next to the kitchen counter as well for more snacks. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary except that he had a pillow and comforter set out as well. That must have been for my surprise. I was intrigued.

Charlie had told the guys I was on hard ice for the day before the game so I was off limits to them. I tried to have fun with it and tease them a lot. I walked around in a jockstrap and would give them seductive looks as I made sexual motions. Caleb would act like he was in pain to make me laugh. Jake would just narrow his eyes and raise an eyebrow. A facial expression that told me I was going to make up for it later.

The morning of the game was quiet. Everyone slept in so I got up to start coffee for the guys, manscaped, prepped, and showered. Charlie gave me a new jockstrap to wear. It was red and gold since apparently we were rooting for Kansas City in the game. He also told me to put my plug in so my hole was a little more prepared.

Just before the rest of the guys got there, Charlie asked Jake for help getting me ready.

“Here’s the rest of your outfit”

He held out three items for me. A spool of rope, silicon handcuffs, and a ball gag. Jake folded the big fluffy comforter into fourths and laid in on the kitchen table in front of the window. He placed the pillow there too. Charlie helped me get the handcuffs on and then Jake set me up on the table. Charlie reached over to let me try on the ball gag and then he took it off saying I could go a little longer without it.

I was laying on my back with my ass at the edge of the table and my legs being held in the air by Jake. It was a view I’d seen many times. One leg at a time, he tied the rope around my ankle and attached it to one of the little hooks in the ceiling above the window, meant for hanging plants.

The thought dawned on me that there’s a chance the neighbors could see me since I was on display in front of the window. But it was on the back side of the house. Also, I figured it would be kind of hot to have a few more spectators, so I didn’t mind.

I was surprisingly comfortable for a while. The rope didn’t bother my ankles and the comforter and pillow were soft enough. My plugged hole was exposed at the end of the table. I knew this is how I was going to spend the whole day. The only uncomfortable part was that my hands were bound behind me so I was essentially laying on them. The handcuffs were silicon so it wasn’t too painful, but I knew my hands were going to fall asleep as I laid on top of them.

We heard a car door shut and Caleb came over to secure my ball gag and pull out my plug. The front door opened and I could hear Nathan’s voice.

“You boys ready for the game?.. The decorations are nice, it’s a shame they’ll be ruined by the end of the day”

I assumed I was the decoration in question. He walked right over to me and looked me in the eyes while twisting one of my nipples.

“We’re gonna have so much fun today”

I wiggled at the discomfort but then he released my nipple and walked away.

Eventually Corey and Riley got there too. They basically ignored me when they walked in. All the guys were chatting and catching up. Suddenly Charlie slapped his hand on the counter to get everyone’s attention.

“Welcome to the party! We have snacks and beer for you guys. I’m also pleased to announce that instead of our usual glass, we have our house bitch over here by the window. Please use him at your own free will but be sure to share and take turns. Also, please follow the rules”

Caleb slapped a piece of paper on the wall next to me. I tilted my head as best I could to make out the words.

Rule number one: Have fun

Rule number two: You must cum inside the house bitch’s hole once before you cum anywhere else

Rule number three: Do not feed the house bitch any real food

Rule number four: After finishing on/in the house bitch, add a tally

Caleb had placed a few sharpie markers on the table next to a bottle of lube and some poppers.

“Caleb, the game is about to start, you can get him warmed up”

I heard rustling of clothes so I lifted my head and saw all the guys taking off a variety of clothing. Some stripped down to their underwear, some just a tshirt and no underwear, and some were completely naked. Everyone else sat down in the living room on the sectional while Caleb lubed up my hole and lined up his cock.

“You’re in for a hell of a day”

He rammed his cock in me and went to town while the other guys watched and grinned, a few of them starting to stroke themselves.

Caleb went on a few minutes before pressing into me and gifting me my first load of the day. While still pressed balls deep in me, he opened up one of the sharpies and paused. He looked me in the eyes and started to giggle as he reached forward and drew a big tally mark on my forehead. I rolled my eyes.

He pulled out of me and Riley immediately took his place. He lubed himself up and then added a liberal amount to my hole. He slid in very carefully. I could tell this was a guy who had experience bottoming because he was being very gentle. He fucked me very slow and took his time. He felt pretty average in size but he made lots of eye contact and was pretty verbal. He was definitely enjoying his day as a top.

The game started and throughout the first quarter almost everyone took a turn in me. I had 5 tallies on my forehead. As Jake pulled out and made the fifth one, he called for Nathan. Nathan was last guy on the roster, so after this, everyone would have gone once and I’d officially have 6 loads in my ass.

Nathan was very eager. When he got over to me, he shoved a couple fingers in my hole and swirled them around a bit.

“What a sloppy little slut”

He pulled his fingers out and wiped them on my chest. I’d it weren’t for the ball gag, I’m sure he would have shoved them down my throat.

“Man, this must be all you’re good for, huh? I’m gonna make sure Charlie isn’t putting you to waste”

He slapped his cock on my bulge a few times, hitting my balls and making me groan in pain. Then he thrusted himself into me, grabbed on to both my legs, and fucked me as hard as he could. Nathan had a pretty long dick, around nine inches, but it was very skinny. He was probably my least favorite of the group to take.

Nathan was very aggressive with me and seemed to enjoy watching me squirm as he added pain to the pleasure. He would twist my nipples, slap me across the face, and at one point he put both hands around my throat to choke me. All the while, spearing me as hard and deep as he could with dagger of a dick.

I almost wanted someone to notice and say something because he was being rougher with me than I was used to. But the second quarter of the game had just started so everyone was watching the tv. I didn’t dare cause a commotion. I didn’t want to ruin the day.

Nathan finally finished and pulled out. He took the longest time to seed me, with the exception of Riley who took like ten or fifteen minutes. So I was relieved to be done with that session. I could feel the wet comforter sticking to my lower back. I could only imagine how much cum was leaking out of me.

Nathan added his tally and then wrote something in big letters across my stomach. He put the cap back on the marker and gave me another playful slap across the face.

“I’ll be right back, don’t worry. I recover fast”

I looked down and read the letters upside down on my stomach.

“Faggot Cum Dump”

He walked away. I seemed to have a bit of a break after that. It was back to back poundings up until that point but now everyone had gone once and seemed to be focused on the game.

Charlie stopped by while grabbing more snacks. He kissed me on one of my legs and gave me a wink before heading back to the couch.

Corey was the first to come back for round two. He and Nathan were the only two guys to be completely naked, and Corey was a hell of a view. He had a great chest and shoulders. I also loved his blonde hair and tattoos. I could have watch him wreck my hole all day. He felt bigger than Riley and he curved to the left.

Keep in mind, now that everyone had put their first load in my hole, according to rule number two, they were allowed to cum wherever they wanted now. So when it came time for him to blow his second load, Corey pulled out and finished on my stomach instead. He added his tally and walked back to the couch.

After Corey, Nathan came right back as he had promised. I didn’t really want to be subjected to that torture again already, but there wasn’t anything I could do. Once again, Nathan plunged in deep and hard. I closed my eyes as if that would help with the pain. He slapped my face again and then held my waist with his hands to brace me for some strong thrusts. He clapped against my ass as hard as he could a few times, pausing in between each hit for a few seconds.

“This is what you like, right? Taking raw dick and getting used up? How fucking pathetic”

He grabbed a hold of my bulge and squeezed through my jockstrap. It was much more painful than it was pleasurable.

“You wanna get off? Huh? You want to add your own load to your chest?”

He pulled my jockstrap to the side, grabbed hold of my dick real tight, and began to jack me off. I glanced over at the bottle of lube hoping he’d get the hint, but he ignored me. I suppose anything is better than nothing.

He continued to fuck me and jack me off for several minutes.

“How many loads are you gonna take today faggot? As many as it takes to drain our balls, right? Like our little slave”

I actually kinda liked the degrading talk. And by this point most of my pain had turned to pleasure since he was stroking my cock. I was breathing through my nose real heavy and he knew I was about to bust.

He immediately pulled out and released my cock. The sensation died before I reached my high. My dick pulsed vigorously but only two tiny drops of cum trickled out and dripped down my shaft. My balls ached at the missed opportunity.

“Worthless cum dumps only take loads, they don’t shoot them. You dumb fag”

He tucked my junk back into my jockstrap, wrapped his hands around my neck, and began fucking me again. The pain instantly felt worse since I essentially had blue balls at that point. He pulled out and finished on my stomach as well. As he added his tally, he leaned down and whispered at me.

“You’re my bitch now”

I didn’t really like Nathan at this point but I stayed still and quiet because I was scared of causing a commotion.

I only took one more cock after Nathan and before halftime. It was Jake, which delighted me.

My ankles were starting to hurt from the rope and my hands were dead asleep. My hole ached, my balls felt swollen, and I could feel my heartbeat in my dick.

Once I saw Jake standing at the edge of the table, I felt like my body relax a bit. He was a comforting presence.

Jake had kept his shirt on because he said he’s self conscious about his stomach. I thought that was stupid. He didn’t have a visible six pack because he carried a little extra weight there, but he was a beefy guy and sexy as hell. He kept his underwear and shorts off, which typically would look weird but with Jake’s massive meaty legs and dangling cock, he still looked good.

Jake fucked me decently hard but he felt miles better than Nathan did since he was thicker and a tad shorter. Plus, he added lube, caressed the side of my face, and talked sweet to me.

“You’re such a good boy. You’re taking us all so well. You’re the best cum dump in the world”

Degrading, but encouraging. My favorite. Jake shot his second load in my ass and added a tally. After that, it was halftime.

Jake and Charlie untied my ankles and slowly lowered my legs. They felt so sore by that point and I felt the blood rushing through my body from the adjustment. Charlie took off my ball gag while Jake got me to sit upright. As Charlie slid the silicon handcuffs off, I could feel the loads dripping down my insides, about to make a puddle on the comforter. I clenched my hole as best I could but I had little control over it at this point. I moved my jaw around to stretch it and then turned to Charlie.

“Am I done?”

“With the table, yes. But you’re still on demand for the rest of the game”

“In that case, hey house boy, come here”

Riley said sarcastically.

“I want to see how your throat compares to your ass”

Everyone chuckled. I started to walk over to Riley but was stopped by a hand on my shoulder. It was Charlie. I turned towards him and he tucked a sharpie into the waistband of my jockstrap.

“Don’t forget this, the rules still apply. Oh, and you may find this useful”

He handed me the poppers. I turned back and walked over to Riley. As I got down to service him, I took a hit of the poppers and then felt Caleb mount me from behind.

For the second half of the game, I spent a lot of time on my knees in front of the couch. The guys didn’t move around too much, just the occasional musical chairs of switching places. One such “chair” was on their knees behind me on the floor. They wanted to ensure both my holes stayed filled. I had a couple breaks where I took plates back to the kitchen and fetched some more beers for the guys. But then I would be thrown back down to swallow another cock.

Each cock tasted like the combination of lube and cum. The taste would wane as I continued to suck each of them clean, leaving behind just the taste of dick and sweat. Many of the guys made me clean off the areas around their cocks too. Their pubes and ballsacks had globs of cum stuck to them that had splattered from their previous poundings in my hole.

Towards the end of the game, they didn’t even care if they fed me another load, they just wanted my throat because it felt good. They started setting timers so if I spent longer than ten minutes in one lap, I’d have to move to the next one regardless if he busted.

I had mastered the art of breathing through my nose while my mouth was full and I got used to the sensation of cum and lube dripping out of my hole and down the back of my ballsack like a leaky faucet.

There was a good variety of cock sizes to keep it fun. There was also a variety in the amount of force. Some of the guys were more aggressive with my throat than others.

The game finished and the guys were bummed that their team lost, but they all seemed content with their final tally of 17 marked on my face.

I was happy to be done with my shift but also proud of myself for my work. And overjoyed with the aching I felt all over my body. I was exhausted but still hard as a rock and horny as hell. I enjoyed the view as all the guys got up, their cocks swinging, balls drained, and the faint smell of sweat, musk, and cum in the air. As well as the residual taste of cock still in my mouth. I figured I’d jack off in the shower afterwards.

Riley and Corey said goodbye and headed out while everyone else chatted and cleaned up a little. I had gone to the bedroom and seen that Charlie left out a new PJ set for me on the bed, as well as a little kit with a bath bomb, face mask, lotions, and such. I slid my jockstrap off an it was soaked in lube and cum. I stepped into the bathroom to try to scrub the sharpie off my face. Suddenly Nathan appeared.

“Jake is in the hall bathroom so Charlie said I can use his”

I could tell the guy was pretty hammered. I remember thinking how he shouldn’t drive home anytime soon. I gave him a little nod of acknowledgement and went back to looking in the mirror.

He set his beer down on the counter in front of me and walked over to the toilet. I heard nothing more for a few seconds and then out of the corner of my eye, I saw him rush towards me. I turned, paralyzed, as he shoved his tongue down my throat and reached his hands around to squeeze my ass and play with my hole. I was taken back and not sure what to do but my training taught me to go along with it so I placed my hands on his sides and let him continue.

He pushed me down to my knees and grabbed a handful of my hair with one hand, slapping his semi-hard cock on my face with the other.

“My little bitch. I think I’m gonna like having you around more”

He grabbed his beer and pulled me by my hair, dragging me over to the bathtub, practically throwing me in it. His dick was hard by this point. He released my hair to slap me across the face before grabbing another chunk again. The slap wasn’t super hard, but it didn’t feel playful. He forced my head on his dick, so I started sucking.

As I did his bidding, he took a big gulp of his beer and then poured the rest of it on my head. It flowed down my face and I closed my eyes, still trying to service him the best I could given the circumstances.

He dropped the can in the tub and put both hands on my head. He fucked my face hard for about a minute. I gagged and gasped pushing on his legs enough to let him know it was too hard.

I almost felt like I was being waterboarded. He pulled out of my throat and firmly massaged his dick for a second.

Globs of thick cum plopped on my face, one pump at a time. I felt his warm seed cover my forehead and drip down into my eyes. It traveled in different paths down my face. Some along the sides of my nose and some on my cheeks.

How this man had any cum left in him, I had no idea. It was impressive, but horrifying. He gave me another slap across the face.

“See, don’t you just love that? You’re so good at your job”

I kept my eyes closed tight, trying to keep them from burning. There was a pause.

“I almost forgot what I came in here for”

I felt him unleash a stream of piss on me, moving his cock around to spray my whole body. This man had drank a lot that day. He pinched my chin and pulled my jaw down, opening my mouth.

The couple drops of cum that were resting between my lips were sprayed into my mouth by his clear jet stream. He made sure to get a good amount of piss in my mouth before his bladder was empty.

He slapped my face again, harder that time. And then pushed me back as I collapsed into a corner of the tub. My eyes were still shut tightly and I spit the mouthful of his piss.

“Now clean yourself up bitch”

I heard him step out of the tub pull a towel off the rack. I heard him rub it on his body, presumably to dry off any beer or piss that had splattered on him during the encounter. He walked out and shut the door.

I sat there in the bathtub with my eyes closed. I was still in shock. I had cum on my face and more dripping from my ass still. My hair was soaked in beer and I could smell, as well as taste, Nathan’s piss. I felt my way up the wall of the shower to feel the knobs, turned them on, and rinsed my face so I could open my eyes.

I looked around to an empty bathroom. Not a trace of the incident except the beer can at my feet. I decided right then that I was a little scared of Nathan. But I still wanted to hold off on telling Charlie about that feeling. If I had caused a fight to happen, it could have created a rift in the whole friend group.

I took my time as I showered, moisturized, slipped on my new PJ’s, and went out to the living room. Charlie was in the kitchen doing dishes while Jake and Caleb sat on the couch.  Nathan was gone, thankfully. Caleb patted the cushion so I went to join them.

We sat in our usual arrangement. Jake and Caleb were a cushion apart. I laid across them, my feet in Caleb’s lap and my head resting on Jake’s thigh. Caleb massaged my calves and feet while Jake gently ran his fingers through my hair. I closed my eyes and fell asleep while they watched more grey’s.

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Next Chapter:

Who’s your daddy?

I continue my role as the house boy. As tasks become more adventurous, Nathan takes advantage of his privileges and crosses a boundary.