Bring a Friend
The second last week of August found me heading back to Jake O’Brien’s house. With Todd. For another night that he promised would be hotter than our last.
The first party at Jake and his sister’s house only a week ago ended with me sucking off Jake and his NHL hockey buddy Scott Shaw, and getting fucked sweetly by the big jock Simon Williams upstairs in their attic. Todd apparently at the same time was fucking the hot ass of my former bully Troy in the basement. No wonder we couldn’t find him.
It wasn’t until Todd dropped off our friends Erin and Kathleen that he had come clean about where he was. As did I.
He wasn’t surprised, as he had arranged the whole thing with Jake before, reassuring him his little buddy Brian was more than willing to participate in a little fun with some of Jake’s friends. Totally discreetly. But Todd admitted to me when Troy asked Todd to help him bring some beer up from the basement, Todd couldn’t resist the hot and lusty football quarterback Troy.
“He took it like a fuckin’ pro B!” Todd had boasted. “I told him about you and tried to get him to come to the attic but he freaked out, saying something about his coach killing him if he found out I nailed his ass, so he took off pretty quickly afterwards no matter how hard I tried.”
“I can’t believe you fucked him.” I said in the car on the ride home, still feeling a little woozy from the pot I smoked.
“I can’t believe Simon fucked you!” Todd said, punching my shoulder. “I knew I should have fucked Troy a bit faster. I would have fucked your hot ass too!”
I remember looking at Todd, and wondering if I should give him another go. But suddenly we were at my house and the thought went by just as fast. He did, however, park a bit down the street and pulled me into his face without a second’s thought and kissed me. Hard. And passionately.
I didn’t resist, leaving with a hard on and Simon’s cum still swirling around my insides, wondering when Todd would come calling. This time I might not say no.
Only a few days went by and Todd called, telling me that he had been talking to Jake O’Brien again. Jake’s sister (our friend Janine) and her mom were heading out early to take Janine back to school to start her second year. Something about her being on a residence council and needing to be there two weeks before the frosh arrived. So Jake floated the idea of a repeat gathering with just “us boys”, with more party favours. Jake called Todd to make sure he’d be there this time, and to make sure, and he quoted Jake: “bring your hot little jock buddy Brian.”
“Will Simon be there?” I asked as innocently as I could. Help it or not, I couldn’t stop thinking about the big jock, the friend of my friend’s brother that I secretly drooled over, who fucked me like he knew what he was doing.
“Jake said yeah, Simon will be there for sure, and hopefully a few more of their buddies from university he hinted. But DUDE I have another plot twist, but you gotta swear to Lucifer that you won’t say a word.”
I gripped the phone tighter, feeling like a fucking teenage girl suddenly. “I promise.”
“Okay, so I got some other dirt too speaking of the O’Brien's” Todd had turned into such a gossip queen since he started fucking around. “So remember last week when I told you you’d be fuckin’ surprised at how many guys we know that are on the down low?” He practically panted on the phone, overly excited to spill the news.
“Yeah, I remember. You said some of their dads too!” I didn’t admit to him that I had thought about what he said a LOT and was trying to figure out which guys I knew would be closeted, or which of my friends’ dads were too.
“So Janine and Jake’s parents were away last week right? And now just Mrs. O’Brien is taking Janine back to school right?”
“So you said.” I said waiting, now wondering if Todd’s new dirt had something to do with MISTER O’Brien.
“Dude, put the pieces together.”
I froze, picturing Mr. O’Brien. Guess my instincts were right. “No fucking way! Janine’s DAD?!”
Todd was giggling so hard I could picture him rolling around his bed. “I KNOW right?!”
“How would you know that?” Mr. O’Brien was one of those distinguished looking beefy dads, a real-estate tycoon around here, that was always dressed to the nines, with his tall, dark and handsome features just like his son, with the slightly retained build of his former CFL days as a local hero. I remembered the old pictures of him, compared to now. He had to be fifty, but still looked great.
“I fuckin’ sucked his big fat dick through the glory hole at Shell Park!” Todd burst out laughing again.
“Oh come on, how’d you know it….” I started to say.
“Because he eventually fucked me in the stall and I SAW HIS FUCKING HOT FACE!” Todd practically yelled over the phone. “So there’s the possibility I’m going to ride his old man cock again if I don’t get enough of Jake’s!”
Holy fuckin’ hell, I thought to myself, my dick betraying my mind as I sat holding the phone.
“Unless you wanna ride him too. I know how much you love dad dick.”
He wasn’t wrong. “Does Jake know?”
“Of course NOT!” Todd barked. “And I mean it you can’t say a word. Even Jake’s dad doesn’t know me as Janine’s friend, let alone someone his own son is banging every now and then. Those O’Brien men are both fucking HUNG!”
Suddenly, the end of the summer looked even better than before. Here I thought I was a 20-year-old slut. But Todd was getting it from Jake AND his Dad! “So what’s the plan for the small gathering?”
Todd sighed, blowing out some air and I heard him moving. “Saturday night. We were going to meet at a bar, but Jake’s thinking we should just come straight to his place for like 9. We can either drink there and go out, or just stay there.”
“Cool. I’m in.” I smiled, wondering who else Jake was going to have stay over. I was hoping that NHL player Scott Shaw was still in the area. But as long as Simon was there, I was more than happy. But now the idea of Mr. O’Brien was floating around in my brain. As much as I couldn’t wait to get back to school, I was planning on making sure I got what I needed here at home. And at the O’Brien’s home.
Todd picked me up on time, and spent the car ride to the O’Brien’s bragging about Mr. O’Brien’s dick.
“You think Jake’s is big? His dad’s is thicker AND LONGER!”
I remembered Jake’s cock. It was as impressive as the rest of him, so his father’s dick must be friggin’ glorious. Another father/son pairing, like Nando and his dad Dom loomed in the horizon for me. Good thing the Bonetti men were all away this week, and Frank himself was at a cottage with his wife and kid. Gave me some free time to sow my oats. And I felt like I needed to before I headed back for my second year at university.
“So how many times have you….” I started to ask, but Todd was more than willing to tell me all about Chris O’Brien.
“FIVE!” Todd looked over at me. “The first three were just blow jobs. I recognized his Audi sitting in the parking lot after a while. The first time he followed me in, as I couldn’t tell who was sitting in the car. Just the big dick that slid into the hole as I waited inside. He left quickly and when I came out the Audi was gone. I went at the exact same time the next week, same day and sure enough, there was the car. Second time, second load down my throat with a bit more vocal shit, but I left first and was sure I recognized him as I sat watching his car, watching him shuffle into it fast.”
I couldn’t believe Janine’s dad. He always made me feel a little shy, because he was so big and loud. I was always scared of him. “Is that all you ever….”
But Todd was already continuing his story. “Third time I asked him as I sucked his dick through the hole in the stall if he wanted to fuck me. He hesitated, but said he didn’t have a condom, so maybe next week if I came back. He was trying to hold out, but just talking about it made him blow so fast. Guess MISSUS O’Brien doesn’t know how to suck a cock like me.”
Then he stopped and I just looked at him. “So? Did he fuck you?”
Todd just gave me a slow grin. “The next week yes. Brought a condom, and he stuck that big cock that barely fit in that glory hole wrapped in latex after I sucked him for a while and I backed my tight ass on it. And then the next week, when he slid his cock into the hole for me again to suck first, I left the stall and knocked on his door and told him to let me in. When he opened it, there he was, Mr. Fuckin’ Chris O’Brien in the flesh, with those killer green eyes and his big dick in his fist outside of his pants. Surprised the fucking shit out of him when I pushed him back onto the toilet and straddled him, sliding that big cock into my ass so fast he didn’t even get the condom on.”
“Todd!” I said rather shocked. Todd never used to bottom, at least, so he told me originally. But then all the guys last week in the attic had all said Todd’s ass was the best. Well, until Simon felt mine.
“He’s a fuckin’ stud B! I really hope he’s home. I wanna see the look on his face when I walk in with Jake!”
How Mr. O’Brien didn’t know Todd was beyond me. But everyone knew Chris O’Brien, with his handsome face plastered around the city. They were rich, he was popular and successful, even when he played for the local team in football. I would never have known, after all the times I had seen him at school functions with Janine that he liked dick and fucking a guy’s ass.
But when we walked nervously and excitedly to the O’Brien’s front door, it was Jake that answered, looking so fucking good in his shorts and concert tee that I forgot all about his father until Todd asked if his dad was home.
“No, not yet. I think he’s out with a buddy after work. Said something about coming home later when I was gone.” He gave Todd a once over. “But me thinks plans have changed and we’ll be hanging out here.”
Todd grinned. “Oh yeah? Is everyone already here?”
Jake folded his big arms across his chest as we put our bottles of Crown Royal and Coke down on the counter in the kitchen. “Yeah I’ve got my buddy Nate from university here.” Jake’s eyes flicked over to me. “He likes to fuck ass, so it’s all good.”
I cleared my throat and poured my first drink into the red cup waiting on the large island. “Is Simon here?”
Jake nodded. “Funny. He asked me if you were coming. And he brought a friend too. You guys want your own room?”
I gave my best shrug and fluffed it off. “Fuck no.” Jake’s face softened, and I saw his eyes roaming over me. I chose well apparently, in my shorts showing off my muscled legs and bare feet and the T-shirt I had with the short sleeves amplifying my biceps I’d worked so hard on this past year.
“Guess we’ll have to see which one of you is gonna get my dick first tonight. I’m fuckin’ horny already.” Jake said as Todd poured his drink.
“Fuck dude so are we!” Todd stuck his tongue out in a heavy metal sort of greeting, and then took a big drink.
“Easy. We got favours upstairs. I think Simon’s already lit one. Let’s go.” I followed Jake’s perfect ass up the first flight, casually looking over my shoulder at Todd who was kind of poking mine as we got to the second level and Jake took us to the famous attic door he snuck me up just last weekend.
I could hear laughter as soon as we started going up the stairs, Jake first, calling out to the guys in the room, followed by cheers and hoots and hollers. As I went up, it was Simon I noticed first, standing up, moving already towards the stairs.
Holy fuck, I thought as I took him in, wearing a beach type tank top, blue and white striped, with a pair of thigh length shorts that showed off his blonde tanned legs, muscular and blonde haired, bare feet moving to the top of the steps.
“The BOTTOM BOYS are here!” He cheered, holding up a red cup in one hand and a smoking joint in the other.
I glanced quickly to the right to see two other guys sitting by the window, both in shorts and tank tops themselves, both looking like two jocks or frat boys, both guys I didn’t know. One was lean, with a thinner, runner’s build, while the other was pretty average looking, with big arms and thick legs, looking like a big solid guy. The lean guy stood up, appearing to be rather tall with dark curly hair and a long face, holding a red cup in his hand. The other guy just lifted a hand with a beer bottle half empty, with the remnants of what used to a 12 pack at his big feet, the empties standing up on the other side of his chair. This guy was already on his fourth.
“SUP!” The seated behemoth shouted as the tall lean guy stepped forward with an outstretched hand.
“Nate.” He said, stepping carefully around the legs and furniture, as I reached the top of the stairs.
“Brian.” I said, catching the bulky guy still sitting down taking a swig from the long neck bottle eyeing me.
“Small Fry!” Simon put the joint in his lips and opened up his arms, bringing me into his solid chest in a careful hug so he didn’t spill his drink before he moved past me to Todd, who gave him a long embrace himself.
“Let’s get these guys caught up!” Jake shouted, stepping around us all and moving to what was his obvious seat, reaching over to take the joint from the seated hulk, who was still looking at me through squinty eyes.
“So…you’re the little jock?” His voice was very deep, gruff sounding. He adjusted his ass in his chair and spread his big legs wide. I checked him out, realizing he was bigger than Simon, with more meat on him. His legs were thick, bare from his loose gym shorts he had on, his tank top showcasing a very wide and solid upper body, with a nice coating of strawberry blonde hair around his pecs from what I could tell. His one leg started moving side to side as he stared at me, still squinting, with a goofy grin on his face.
“That’s me.” I held out a hand as I moved to sit near him and Simon, in the vacant chair Simon was now setting down in between their spots for me.
The hulk leaned forward, making himself look even bigger as he took my hand into his much larger one. It was a big mitt, and warm. “Cameron. Cam.” He gave a wink and then let go of me slowly, sliding his hand away from mine, holding my eye contact before he brought the bottle up to his lips and I watched him finish the beer. He gave a lip smacking sound, letting his tongue slip out to wipe, all while staring at me.
“Sit here bro.” Simon said, patting the newly placed chair as Todd moved next to Jake.
“No Shaw?” Todd raised his eyebrows.
“Nah. He had to bail. Practice of some shit with his coaches.” Jake just shrugged and handed Todd the joint. “But as you can see, we all brought a friend!” Jake took a swig as he watched Todd.
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to smoke this time, remembering how much it affected me the last time, but I wondered if I’d get to shotgun with one of them again. It didn’t look like it as Todd passed the joint to Simon, who took a long drag as I nervously downed my Rye and Coke.
“So you guys played baseball together?” I heard the deep voice beside me, pulling me from watching Simon’s handsome tanned face suck back the hit from the joint, letting his eyes close for a moment.
I nodded to Cam, eyeing his solid pecs. “Let me guess? Football?”
Cam leaned down to grab another beer from the case, and I got a glimpse of the bulging back of this guy before he sat back up with a small laugh. “Nope. Rugby.” He pointed his beer to Simon. “We play together actually.”
Well, that explains the size of them. As I turned back to Simon, he handed me the joint, smiling at me. “You’re in my room tonight Small Fry. With Donnelly.”
“Who?” I asked, taking a drag.
The rugby jock raised his beer. “I’m Donnelly. Cameron Donnelly.” He grinned, either already drunk from the five beer or the joints. He better slow down if he wanted to perform later.
I passed the joint to him, noticing that Todd and Jake were sharing one of their own now, talking quietly to each other, sitting together in the small love seat across from Cam.
“Thanks.” The squinty eyes of Cam watched me as our fingers touched again and I felt that spark. Between Simon and Cam, I was a little worried about how this night was going to go.
I finished my drink too quickly, and Jake noticed. He pointed at me. “We should have just brought up the bottles.”
I stood up, offering to go, but Jake said he’d come too and help. I really wanted a way out of smoking, so was thankful I didn’t have to navigate the O’Brien house on my own. As we left, Todd moved to my empty seat and started chatting it up with the Rugby boys as Nate studied him carefully.
Jake and I got to the kitchen fast, as Jake started to quickly dig some ice out of the freezer and put it in a large jug as I scooped up the cups and the Crown Royal, along with the bottle of Tequila that Simon was supposedly drinking, with what mix he brought I had no idea.
But then Jake suddenly looked over at me, and put down the jug of ice and moved to me at the island. “Make sure you get to suck me off before Simon whisks you away tonight.” He said quietly, coming up to me, those green eyes locked on me. And then he was kissing me, against the island, hard. He let out a loud breath, pulling back from my face as he pushed his crotch into me. “Nate and I called dibs on Todd but fuck B, I need to try this ass out tonight.” He grabbed my ass with both hands, squeezing me hard and pulling me into him for another breathless kiss.
The sound of the door opening shocked us both, Jake pulling away from me so fast, and pulling at his shorts it was almost comical.
“Who the fuck…” he started to say, before he looked at his watch and saw that it was almost 10pm. “Dad?”
Oh hell, I thought, freezing. My own dick was hard in my shorts and I pulled my shirt over my front to hide it as best I could when I heard voices from the front hallway.
“Jake?! You still hear?” A man’s voice called out that sounded a lot like Jake, followed by lower talk and another man’s voice.
Jake moved out of the kitchen and headed to the front door. I wanted to see Mr. O’Brien again, knowing what I knew about him now, so I slowly followed.
“I thought you were going out tonight.” I heard Mr. O’Brien calling out again as Jake rounded the corner.
“No…we decided to stay in.” I heard Jake say as I slowly made my way to the corner. “Oh hey Mr. O’Connor, how’s it going?”
“Yeah, Jay and I had some shit to sign, so we’ll just stay out of your way.” Mr. O’Brien’s voice was smooth, silky, and he was the first guy I saw when I rounded the corner.
All the men in the hallway stopped talking when I appeared, but Jake held a hand towards me. “Uh, this is Brian, we’re upstairs in the attic. We just grabbed our stuff so we’ll be up there.”
Mr. O’Brien was an older, bigger, thicker version of Jake for sure, with the same piercing green eyes that were staring at me. But it was the slightly shorter man standing next to Mr. O’Brien that made my heart stop. The very handsome face still looked good, the coiffed blonde hair was the same, the designer suit almost identical to the one I saw him in just last year, the same fit shape, the same brown eyes, the same clean-shaven jaw, even the same thick silver Rolex watch on his wrist as our eyes met, and the moment we recognized each other was immediate.
I broke the gaze, letting my eyes fly back over to Mr. Christopher O’Brien, filling out his suit and tie just as nicely, even better, his thicker body looking more dominant to the man standing to his right. But I knew just how dominant the shorter man could be that was standing next to him. And how much he loved to call himself Daddy.
“Hey Brian. Who else is over?” Mr. O’Brien’s deep voice asked, standing there in the hallway with his hands in his pockets.
Jake shrugged. “Just Brian and Todd, Nate’s here, and Simon and Cam are here too. We’re all gonna hang out and probably crash here.”
“So, you’re not going out now?” Mr. O’Brien gave a slight look at the man to his right, who I noticed was staring at me with a slight smile.
“No, we were but we’re already drinking, and there’s too many for one cab, so we figured we’d just stay here and drink and play some games or stuff. We’ll stay up there, out of your way.”
Mr. O’Brien nodded and put a hand on Jake’s shoulder. “Okay. Stay up there then. We’ll spread out down here.” Mr. O’Brien gave me a quick once over, for a little longer than normal, as he turned to his buddy and gave a nod for him to follow as Jake was also starting to make his way back.
But I was still stuck in my spot, marveling at the size of Mr. O’Brien, wondering if the man with him was more than just his buddy, given what that man did to me in the bathroom at the mall, and then a little while later in a hotel room he got for us.
The sexy fucking lawyer who taught me to call him Daddy, and beg for what I wanted.
Jake walked past me first, patting my shoulder. “C’mon B. Grab the stuff.” And he went past me as Mr. O’Brien held out a hand to me.
His handshake was formal, firm, strong. When I nodded, he clasped his other hand around our hands still shaking. “Chris. Aren’t you Janine’s little friend?” He said quietly, smiling a little too close to my face as the other man moved up behind him.
I nodded. “Yeah, actually.”
Mr. O’Brien nodded with me. “Yeah, I thought you looked familiar. You hangin’ out with Jakey tonight then?”
I held his hand, feeling the warmth run through my body as his green eyes studied me. “Yeah, and a couple of my friends.”
“Cool. Well, make yourself at home I guess.” He patted my shoulder, and then let go of my hand before he stepped aside and the smiling face of Jason O’Connor, Attorney, appeared before me. He held out his hand and I took it, in a trance. “I thought you looked familiar too. How you doin’ boy?” He said really quietly. “Daddy’s missed you. So, if you get bored in the attic, come find me.” He stopped shaking my hand and leaned into my ear and whispered. “And Daddy will give you what you need.”
I couldn’t speak, just nodded, feeling my body frozen, my dick screaming to be released from the now tight confines of my underwear and shorts. Jay’s hand squeezed mine and his lips brushed the bottom of my ear.
“Maybe we both will.” He said even quieter before he let go and followed Mr. O’Brien in the other direction, to the living room.
My legs finally moved and I walked so fast into the kitchen to see Jake gathering items. “You ready?” He asked, sliding the bottle of Crown Royal towards me.
I caught the Crown Royal bottle. “Is that a friend of your dad?” I asked, hardly believing my own eyes at the man I haven’t seen in a year now.
Jake just nodded, oblivious to my question meaning anything more. “Yeah, he’s my dad’s lawyer and stuff. Mr. O’Connor. He’s around a lot.”
I gave a small snort from my nose. I bet he is, I thought. Then I remembered Todd upstairs and how I was going to spill this news to him. For once I had some gossip to share!
In a daze, I clutched the bottle of Crown Royal and followed Jake’s ass up the stairs, looking backwards to try to see into the living room, wondering what Mr. O’Brien and Mr. O’Connor would be doing here tonight, with Mrs. O’Brien miles away in another province with their daughter.
Telling Todd would have to wait apparently, as Jake stopped at the stop of the stairs. “Fuckers couldn’t wait?!?”
My head popped over the floor as I walked up and saw Todd on his knees, sucking back Simon’s big cock as Cam held his big white dick in one hand, chugging his beer in the other, while Nate stood on the other side of Simon with his own long dick out waiting his turn.
Todd actually jumped up at the sound of us entering, turning momentarily with a guilty looking grin before he reached over and grabbed Cam’s cock and smiled, opening wide to swallow. But Cam was still looking at me with that same squinty eyed grin as before.
Fuck me this guy is hot.
Jake put the things he was carrying down quickly and then took the bottle I had from me and set everything down on the bar against the wall. As soon as he was done, Jake came back to me and pulled me into him, resuming the kiss we had started in the kitchen as he pulled my sightline from the cock sucking antics of Todd.
“Yeah that’s it Jake, get him all riled up!” I heard Simon say as I got lost in Jake O’Brien, forgetting about his hot beefy father downstairs and the sexy fucking Daddy with him who knew how to fuck me expertly. But for now, I wanted Jake’s big cock again, just like he asked me to, before Simon stole me away for the night.
Jake pushed me away, pulling out his cock and pushing me down to my knees as I felt the hands of Simon suddenly on my shoulders too. Jake’s cock came out fast, and I grabbed it, swallowing it down as I could see Todd working on Nate and the other big goon now standing, Cam, as Simon’s cock came over my shoulder indicating he was next in line.
“Told you this would be hot.” Jake moaned, looking up at Simon as he started to fuck my throat. Those legs, his big cock, Simon’s dick sticking out for me next, all fucking turned me on. I didn’t know what to do with myself as the sounds of groans filled the attic.
I grabbed Simon’s cock and swapped, feeling Simon moving as I worked his shaft with my tongue, until he was standing right beside Jake. Simon held up his shirt, looking down at me, watching me as I flicked my eyes up at him. As soon as I did, he grinned and ran a hand tenderly over my hair.
“I can’t wait to fuck you tonight.” He said through a big smile, showing off his white teeth as my hand drifted up his stomach.
Jake moved his cock next to my face and I felt the head of it trying to fit into my mouth at the same time. So I tried, taking them both.
“Fuck YES!” Jake moaned, putting an arm around Simon’s waist as they stood over me, gripping my hair.
The sounds of Todd gagging, and slurping were coming from behind, as I saw Jake looking over at the scene I couldn’t see, before I noticed the big thighs of Cam coming into view. His shorts were off, but his shirt was still on, buck naked from the waist down. He walked around me while he stroked his own cock, taking in the skills as I sucked down his friend.
“Let me test this hot mouth too.” That deep voice purred out as Jake moved back, and he moved away to join Todd and Nate. Cam stepped up, putting a hand on Simon’s exposed ass and held his dick out for me, a rather thick one, like his buddy Simon. Cam’s wasn’t as long as Jake’s, but just as thick as Simon’s. It was like trying to suck back two beer cans as the weight of them alone made me moan. All this meat in one room.
Simon, it turns out, couldn’t wait after all.
He moved behind me and pulled at my shorts as I moved to my hands and knees and continued to suck Cam’s fat cock. Cam was grinning, watching Simon take off my clothes and move in behind me. “You gonna fuck him?” he grunted at his friend.
I heard Simon say, “Damn right I’m getting in this sweet ass first.”
“Then I’m next.” Cam said as his big hand grabbed the back of my head and held me in place, allowing him to hold me to slowly pump his wide cock in and out of my mouth as I felt Simon’s fingers apply spit to my hole, pushing and prodding, and then smacking his dick against the top of my ass until he began to work it up and down my crack.
“You want my cock again little buddy?” Simon said behind me.
I spread my knees out, turning over my shoulder to see that he had taken off his shirt. “Fuck yeah.” I moaned out, stroking Cam’s cock in front of me as I watched Simon line up. I could see Todd in a similar position, sucking Jake’s cock as the lean and toned Nate stood behind him, ready to doggy fuck my former baseball catcher. Todd was in heaven, taking every inch of Jake’s dick, bracing himself as I watched Nate line up his cut cock and spear himself into Todd’s ass raw.
“FUCK!” Todd moaned, letting Jake’s cock out of his mouth and lowering his head. “Easy, wait!” He begged as I felt Simon pushing at my entrance.
But I was ready. I was always ready it seemed. I was made for his.
So when Simon’s dick slid into me, I just groaned, and pushed back against him, taking it all, holding Cam’s cock straight out to suck as Simon’s big legs bent beside me and he started to pump me full of his meat.
The sounds of Todd and I getting fucked took over, with grunts and groans. I had to stop sucking Cam for a moment as Simon drilled me, only to have him withdraw completely and Cam moved to take over. I grunted out louder as I felt the girth of Cam’s slightly thicker dick stretch me wider, until he let me adjust, and he began a slow, sensual fuck. He long dicked me, pulling almost all the way out, before sliding all the way back in until I felt his pubes against my backside, tickling me as he flexed his cock inside me, and then repeated the process in a long, teasing motion. Simon moved back in front of me and sat down, holding his cock up, sliding himself under me, offering me to take it again. This way I could stretch myself out downwards, sliding my hands around Simon’s waist as he sat on the floor under me, watching his buddy fuck my ass deep and slowly as I worked on his cock. Then they switched positions, and Cam finally removed his shirt and sat his big, beefy body down and spread his legs around me to feed me his cock that was just deep in my ass as Simon took over.
I managed to get a glimpse of the other three, seeing Todd on his back, his freckled blonde legs up in the air as Jake fucked him missionary, Todd’s head resting in between the long skinny legs of Nate, Jake’s naked body a sight to behold fucking him like that. I suddenly wished I was Todd.
But then Simon pulled out and he sat down behind me. Instead of Cam switching, Simon pulled me up and flipped me around, indicating for me to sit on his cock, facing him, as Cam scooted his body up behind me. Their legs draped over each other as I sat down on Simon’s cock, watching him watch me. As soon as he bottomed out in me, he grabbed my face and kissed me, wrapping those big fucking arms around me and holding me tight as I tried to work my body on him. Forget Jake and wishing I was Todd. I was glad I was me between these two giants.
“Oh my God fuck me!” I moaned into Simon’s mouth as I wrapped myself around his amazing body, feeling his cock dig deep into me.
Cam’s breath was on my neck behind me, his hands suddenly all over me and Simon. I could feel his fat cock at my back as his mouth kissed my neck and shoulder. At one point, Simon broke the kiss so he could turn my face sideways, and there was Cam, his tongue just as fat as his cock, making out with me, moving his head around so he could really kiss me, as my lower body worked itself up and down furiously on Simon’s cock.
“Sit on mine.” Cam suddenly said. And we were a tangle of limbs and arms and hands as Simon helped me off his cock and I stood up carefully and turned to Cam, stepping around his massive legs and sitting on his upright cock. Like Simon, he watched me sit down, taking it all the way down to his hard thighs and then his mouth was on mine properly, kissing me deep, breathing in through his nose as I stared to ride him.
Like Cam, Simon was behind me, his legs and feet outstretched around Cam’s body as I bounced up and down. I wondered if they’d fuck me together. I wondered if Nate and Jake would switch. I was wondering a lot of things when Cam suddenly laid himself back and put his hands behind his head, elongating his torso, puffing out his chest and his biceps and I moaned loudly.
“Holy fuck!” I grabbed his big pecs and squeezed, moving my feet to place them on either side of him and really started to bounce on him.
“Fuck that is HOT!” Simon yelled behind me, standing up. I could see his big feet on either side of mine, and he began to jerk his cock as he stood over me. I leaned over Cam’s body, and then felt Simon’s hands on my back.
“Let me in.” He moaned, pushing me off Cam’s cock and kneeling down behind me to take me again like a dog in heat. He fucked me hard, right over Cam’s body, as my forehead landed on the cavern between Cam’s pecs and let Simon use my body. He was fucking me so hard all you could hear was the slapping sound of our bodies coming together.
“Fuck! I’m gonna cum!” Simon moaned and pounded my hole fast and deep, exploding right inside me, just like he said he would, pushing me into Cam’s chest as Cam held my head against him.
When Simon pulled out, he moved my ass backwards, right back onto Cam’s waiting cock, and we all groaned.
Cam’s hands gripped my ass and I felt his knees behind me as he planted his feet securely on the floor and started to fuck up into my hole. He stared at me, watching my face bounce as he railed me from the floor, nodding as he watched me as if he was silently telling me he was getting close. My own cock was leaking, and swollen with an ache I couldn’t touch as my hands braced against the giant rugby body of Cameron Donnelly.
And with a silent grunt, Cam’s body tensed, his pecs flexed, his shoulder muscles screamed out in veins, and he erupted his load straight up inside me to mix with Simon.
I was a panting mess, feeling Cam’s cock slide out of me, noticing similar sounds happening still from the other side of the room as Todd took it. I felt my head rolling, and caught a glimpse of Todd up against the wall, with the tall figure of Nate behind him, drilling him standing up, his tight muscled ass flexed as he started to unload into my buddy. And then Jake, jerking his cock, stepped right up to take Nate’s place as soon as he pulled out, going up on his tiptoes to slide into Todd’s gaping ass and fucked him hard and fast until he too shot his cum straight up Todd’s ass, leaving them all glistening in sweat and taut muscles.
I felt Cam’s hands pulling me down onto his body and wrapping his arms around me, squeezing me tight as Simon stepped away.
Cam let out a big breath and I looked up to see him smiling at me. “Simon was right. I’m gonna have fun sleeping with you tonight.” He winked at me, and I felt my insides flutter. I let my head rest against his right pec and turned to see Simon wiping his hands on a towel that had appeared, before he grabbed his red cup and a beer and joined us.
He handed Cam a beer, forcing Cam to sit up as I did too. “Where’s your cup B? He asked.
I looked behind me, remembering that I finished it already. “It’s okay. I need more.” The stuff Jake and I brought up were on the other side of the room, so I climbed up off Cam and stepped into my underwear and on shaky legs, moved to grab the Crown Royal bottle.
I looked at the bar, not seeing the 2L bottle of Coke. I turned back to Jake, who was still panting, still naked, sweating with his hands on his hips, pacing around the similar looks of Nate and Todd.
“Where’s the Coke?” I asked Jake.
He just shrugged. “I thought you had it.”
I made a face. “I thought you had it.”
He shook his head fast and puffed his cheeks out in a blast of air. “I’ll get it in a sec.”
“It’s okay. I can go.” I said, wiping my forehead with the back of my hand. Without thinking, I just grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head, not bother to add my shorts and went to the stairs in my boxer briefs, my sexy purple Calvin Klein ones that rode high up on my thighs, and ignorantly went down the first flight, then rounded the top of the stairs to descend to the main floor when I stopped suddenly. And listened for any sounds of Mr. O’Brien. And Jason O’Connor.
But I heard nothing.
I peeked down the stairs as I started to descend them quietly, eyeing first the living room, then to the other side where the kitchen was. But I couldn’t hear them, or see them.
I found the bottle of Coke Todd and I had brought on the side counter, stupidly leaving it there and grabbed it, turning to head back up the stairs. I slowed down, trying to hear anything at all as I went upstairs, thinking that they must be either in the basement, or perhaps in the back of the house in the den, or even outside. I hesitated at the top of the stairs, wondering if I should go looking for them, knowing, after all, what they’d be into.
I waited, listening to the sounds of the quiet house, hearing laughter suddenly from the attic, Jake’s laugh, then Todd’s louder one, when I looked down to the right of the house, where I knew Janine’s bedroom was, and Jake’s. Then I turned to the left, knowing that the entire side of the house was their parent’s bedroom wing, and noticed the door was closed.
Quietly, I crept to the left side, past the attic door stairway, down the smaller hallway to the closed door of the primary bedroom and put an ear to the door.
But as I did, I stepped on a floor board that gave a very loud, very noticeable creak.
I froze mid-step, my bare feet paused, my underwear clad lower half suddenly a statue, as I listened for anything, when I heard the distinct sounds of footsteps moving quickly towards the closed door.
I turned around as fast as I could but then the door behind me opened, and I heard the very deep voice of Mr. O’Brien.
“Lost?”
I froze again, mid-step, my ass suddenly tight and feeling very exposed in my purple underwear and shot a look over my shoulder.
“Or looking for something in particular?”
Mr. O’Brien was standing in the doorway of his bedroom, in a pair of boxers, and nothing else. He was built still, muscular and moderately hairy, with a light dusting of dark hair over his meaty pecs, and a patch over his rounded stomach. His legs were similar, thick at the thighs with a curve down over his big calves. Big feet planted in the doorway as his big arms stuck out, his hands on his waist.
And the bulge in his boxers showed me he was either very happy to see me, or he was already doing something in the bedroom when he heard the creak. His eyes carefully roamed up and down my body, frowning at the fact I was only wearing my underwear on the bottom.
Then I caught the top of the blonde coiffed hair of Jason O’Connor appearing cautiously behind him, in the bedroom, also in a pair of underwear, bikini briefs to be exact, black ones, showing off that muscled figure I remembered all too well.
A hand appeared on Mr. O’Brien’s shoulder as Jason stepped around him. “Told you he’d come knocking.”
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