In the fourth chapter of this story Chris and Jason decided to go for a drive in the countryside. They packed food then drove to a quiet place near a small river. While they lounged there, Chris asked him about his earlier experiences and Jason told him about his nickname: Jason the Slut. Jason told Chris about how he had helped a classmate with his exercises, during which they discovered their desires. So taken by Jason’s story, Chris and he made love in the shaded glade next to the river. Let’s continue the story….
By the middle of August Jason and I had become a regular couple. We fucked every night, and when we weren’t together, I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I wasn’t certain what it meant to be in love with someone, but I was certain that I was in love with Jason.
One Sunday afternoon my cell rang. It was Jason. “Chris!” he said. “Hey, beautiful,” I cooed. “I’m having a little gathering tonight and wondered if you’d like to come over.” “Wow, that would be great!” I replied, happy to hear his invitation.
“It’s a different kind of party,” he said, his voice a bit more earnest than before. “What do you mean?” I asked. “Well, every now and then this group of guys I know all get together and, well, do you know what an orgy is?” “You mean a sex party?” I asked. “Yeah. We just get together and play around, enjoying whatever happens.”
My mind began to spin. I had never had sex with anyone other than Jason, although I had fantasized about it for weeks. I knew I loved Jason and we enjoyed our time together. But I also know that I someday wanted have sex with someone else, too. The thought of it was extremely exciting, and I began to feel my cock twitch.
“I’ve never done that before,” I blurted out. “Chris, if you’re uncomfortable, I mean, we don’t…” “No!” I exclaimed, breaking into his sentence. “I mean I’ve never done that before, but I’ve always wanted to!” I could hear the relief in Jason’s voice. “Great. Pick you up at 8:00.”
I spent all afternoon primping. I took a bath instead of a shower, carefully washing my ass so I’d be fresh. I agonized over what to wear before I realized that it didn’t matter that much since I wouldn’t be wearing it for long. At 8:00pm the doorbell rang. I grabbed my jacket and bound down the stairs. There was Jason, looking as hot as ever. We jumped into his convertible and, within a few minutes, were at his house.
We entered that familiar space, and memories of my past few weeks with him flooded back. We had made love in almost every room in the house, and I even had my own drawer in the dresser in his bedroom where I could keep a fresh change of clothes and in the vanity in his bathroom, where I kept a duplicate set of toiletries to freshen up after our love-making.
“Come on, let’s get naked,” he said, hanging up my jacket in the hall closet. “You mean you want to have sex before the party?” I asked. He chuckled. “No, silly, I mean that this is an orgy, so when everyone arrives the first thing they do is take off their clothes. The host is always naked when he greets his guests at the door.”
We had barely gotten out of our clothes before the bell rang. I finished undressing while Jason answered the door. I heard him greet someone and followed their voices into the living room. Once I was naked, I walked out and down the hall. I was surprised at how nervous I was—after all I was very used to walking around this house in the nude and very used to being nude around Jason. But I realized that I hadn’t really been naked in a sexual way around other guys, so I was feeling a bit shy.
As I walked into the living room, I saw this guy pulling down his boxers and stepping out of them. He was a bit taller than I was, with chestnut brown hair and a nice set of equipment hanging between his legs. “Well, then, who’s this Adonis?” he said as he spotted me, his eyes fixed on my semi-erect cock.
“Garret, meet Chris. Chris, Garret,” Jason said introducing us. “Ah, Chris!” Garret’s eyes lit up. “You’re Jason’s boyfriend.” The word used in that context sounded so nice. Yes, I was Jason’s boyfriend. We were a couple. I liked that. “Yeah,” I responded. “So, how do you know Jason?”
Garret explained that they had gone to university together and had been friends for many years. We continued to talk while Jason completed whatever it was he was doing in the kitchen. Soon the doorbell rang again, and two more guys showed up. After about twenty minutes there were six men, all naked and all chattering like jaybirds. I was enthralled by this collection of naked guys, each different in their own way. I was the only blond there, and clearly, I was the youngest. I had never imagined myself attracted to older guys before I met Jason, but now I knew that I preferred them.
Soon the conversation began to die, and guys began to pair off. Jason took me in my arms and kissed me. As we fondled each other, I watched the other pairs do the same. It was hot seeing all these guys in the first stages of lovemaking. But then something happened I had not expected. The couples began to split apart and move around, kissing, and fondling others in the room. I remembered then that this was an orgy and not just a one-on-one thing.
Soon people were sucking each other and exploring each other’s bodies. I enjoyed the attention I received from everyone, and the sight of all those erections waving proudly in the air. Several minutes later Jason took my hand and walked me over to the large, stuffed footstool in front of the couch. He pushed me back on it, knelt between my legs, lifted them up, and began to rim me. Soon he had a bottle of lube out and was prepping himself to fuck me.
I was as turned on as ever as I watched my lover prep himself to enter me. But I was also a bit disappointed that it was apparently only Jason that would fuck me. Part of me wanted to get fucked by some of the other guys there.
As Jason began his fucking, I looked around and noticed that slowly everyone stopped what they were doing and gathered around to watch Jason plow my ass. This really turned me on, and I watched as each one stood there stroking himself, eyes fixed upon the two of us. This apparently really turned Jason on as well because he cried out and began to ejaculate inside of me. No sooner had he finished and pulled out, than Garret stepped up between my legs. “May I?” he asked, looking down at my well lubricated ass.
My heart jumped. I was about to get fucked by another man—another man besides Jason! I nodded. Garret lubed himself up, and, within seconds, I felt him slip inside of me. It was thrilling to feel the sensation of a new cock inside of me, the little nuances of difference as he fucked me. The other guys stood around, still stroking themselves, as Garret fucked me. After he had cum, another guy stepped up to take his place. When his cock pushed into me, I realized that I was going to get fucked by every guy there.
Wave after wave of jizz was shot into my hungry ass, so much so that after the third guy the others didn’t need any lubrication. They merely rubbed some of the cum from the earlier guy that was leaking out of my ass and used it as lube. I was in ecstasy as guy after guy fucked me. Even though there were only six other guys there, it seemed as if I had been fucked by dozens. When the last guy shot his load into me and withdrew, we all collapsed. I sat up and noticed the exceptionally large puddle of semen on the floor beneath my ass. My ass was dripping the contents that had been delivered into it and mixed together.
“Chris, you’re the only one that hasn’t cum yet!” Jason exclaimed. “Yeah,” everyone agreed. Jason motioned to me, “Why don’t you fuck one of us and everyone can watch.”
I pointed at Garret. He laid down on the footstool. I lubed myself and pushed my cock into Garret’s hot ass. Soon I was fucking away, and all the other guys encircled us and began jacking off. It was so hot to see them beating off while I fucked Garret. The room was filled with moaning as each guy stroked himself. Finally, I could hold back no longer. But instead of shooting inside of Garret, I withdrew and, holding his ankles, thrust my rock-hard dick forward. I began to shoot onto his chest, which triggered the others in the circle. One by one they, too, began to shoot onto him, and soon he was covered with gobs and gobs of man juice.
“Clean him up, Chris,” Jason said. I didn’t need to be asked twice. I loved cum, and I buried my face in his chest, licking up the many puddles of our collective ejaculations. Soon he was glistening with my saliva as well as our sperm, and I stood up and smiled. “Thanks for dinner, guys!” I said impishly.
The orgy ended with everyone sitting around and talking some more while having some beer. Then people began to get dressed and leave. I was picking up the empty bottles in the living room as Jason, still naked, walked Garret to the door. I heard Garret say, “That’s quite a guy you’ve got there, Jason.” “Yeah, he’s the best,” Jason responded with pride in his voice. My heart leapt with joy at Jason’s comment.
I spent the night and, even though we had been through this amazing orgy, we made love again. This time when I fucked him, I came inside of him. Hard.
Stay tuned for chapter 6...
