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We rolled onto our sides and he went faster and deeper, giving me sensations I never knew existed. I came unexpectedly, cum running over my thigh and soaking into the sheet. He held my waist and groaned as he filled me. We had a glass of wine, and I left. back home, where I told my parents I had been to a friend's house.
Choir practice happened on Wednesday nights, in the church hall. All the choirboys were there for the first hour, then the youngsters went home, leaving the 15 older ones for another hour. It took me a few weeks to get comfortable with the other guys, I'm naturally quite shy, but they were a friendly bunch. A couple of them took me under their wings, and we went to the pub after the practice. It turned out that they lived together and were an item. A couple of beers, and one of them stroked my leg. They sat between me, each with a hand on my thighs. They worked their way up until they stroked my erection. They invited me home, but I hadn't told my parents that I would be late, so we arranged to meet Friday evening.
I drove to their place with a semi all the way. I was welcomed in by near naked men in boxers. We wasted no time. I was taken straight to the bedroom and stripped. Lying between them, we made out for half an hour, ending up each having a cock in our mouths. I assumed I would be fucked, but it became obvious that one of them was the bottom, and he wanted both of us. Being the guest, I went first, not telling them I'd never done it, but I trusted to nature and made a decent fist of it, shagging him doggy style while his boyfriend watched. I then watched as they made love. They wanted me to stay the night, but I said maybe next time. Once again, I found myself wanking while thinking about the evening.
Word quickly got around the other choirboys. Sunday, after evensong, we were in the changing room, getting out of our robes. The two lads I'd already had fun with started first, one in front of me, the other behind as I was pawed over. The others were making out in twos and threes. I was pushed down onto my knees and surrounded by 14 erections. I shuffled around, kissing, sucking and wanking them. In the end I blurted out, "For god's sake, someone fuck me!" I was lifted onto a table, and one by one, they fucked me, even the lad who bottomed. Each shagging for a few minutes before passing me on like a toy. By the time they began to unload, my ring was quite sore, but the addition of cum made it easier. 14 loads later, I tossed myself, feeling a bit of a slut.
In a few weeks, I had gone from a virgin, and I was now the choirboy whore, and loving the attention. The following Wednesday, I knew what to expect, and made sure I was clean inside and out. We were joined by the priest. Hymn practice out of the way, I saved them the hassle by doing a slow striptease. Jeans were dropped and I had 15 beautiful dicks to feast on. With them worked up, I was lifted onto the table, and the fucking began, starting with the priest. This time someone had thought to bring a bottle of lube, making the fucking much more enjoyable. Same as the previous week, they took it in turns and passed me on. Just as I thought the breeding would start, I was put back onto the floor and they jerked over me, covering me in rivers of cum, mostly in my hair and on my face and neck, stinging my eyes. I was the last to shoot my load. I was handed a towel to clean myself up.
During the week, I studied theology at college. Most of the time we were in one large group of about 30. but split up for Anglican and Catholic lessons. Some of my colleagues from church also attended, along with guys from other parishes. In the canteen at lunchtime, my colleagues quickly spilled the beans about our sexual behaviour, but the 'straight' boys, while listening, said they weren't interested in gay sex, but when blow jobs were brought up, it was a different matter, with them all agreeing that it didn't matter who's mouth was round it, and maybe boys were better at it. One thing led to another, and the ringleader challenged me to give him head. We went to the toilets and locked ourselves in a cubicle. he dropped his jeans, I knelt and brought him to completion. During the week, I had them all at one time or another. I just wished one of them would put their dick inside me.
In church on Sunday, it was once again time for me to get gang banged, but now they did it after morning mass and again in the evening. I rarely masturbated anymore, except when I was getting fucked.
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