The Freshman Hockey Player

Hunter and Caleb walked down the hall in the hotel, heading back to their room. “Wasn’t it great listening to that arrogant fuck, tell us how great our cocks were?” laughed Hunter. “That dude so deserved it after what he did to Justin.” Agreed Caleb. “Bro, I’m still pumped. Let’s go down and see if there are any babes at the bar. It’s not even 2AM yet and my cock’s ready for more.” Suggested Hunter.

The two athletic studs entered the hotel bar and quickly scanned the place. Not too many people were left, so they took a couple of stools at the bar. They each ordered a Labatt Blue Light draft and a green tea double shot. “Here’s to breaking in a new slut.” Laughed Hunter, as the teammates downed the shots.

The cute bartender came up to the handsome hockey boys and let them know that it was last call. Hunter flashed the girl his winning smile and deep dimples, “think we could each get two more green tea double shots? We will drink them quick.” She looked at the flirty stud, smiled and poured them each two more. “Thanks beer babe,” Hunter said smiling at the bar maid, who looked to be in her mid-twenties. “Hey if you get off soon, would you like to come to the party we are having upstairs?”

She leaned on the bar, her low-cut top showing significant cleavage and leaned in close to the two handsome studs. “I would love to party hard with you two boys, but see that big man at the end of the bar? He’s my boyfriend and my ride home. Think he could come up and party too?” The boys looked down at the bar, at the biker like dude glaring at them. They both looked at each other and back to the hot bar babe, still leaning in close with a knowing smile on her face. “Ah, I think we should probably pass on that.” Hunter stammered, as the big biker dude got up, walked over and sat down, right next to them.

Caleb and Hunter quickly downed their beer and the two shots. They got up and hustled out of the bar. “Dude, I thought that guy was going kick our ass.” Laughed Caleb. “Holy shit, me too.” Hunter said. “Race you to the elevator.” Hunter said, already running. “You cheater!” yelled Caleb as he took off after his handsome teammate.

By the time the boys were at their room, they were out of breath. They were also feeling a buzz from downing a 22oz beer and three double shots in 15 minutes. Both were fighting to get their key card in the slot, to get in the room first for control of the TV remote. Caleb got his key in the slot and flung the door open. Both studs now wedged in the open-door giggling, trying to hold the other back, while each attempted to beat the other inside.

Both guys popped into the room at the same time and dove for the bed with the remote on it. They rolled around on the bed laughing and wrestling for control of the device. Finally, with Caleb on his back, Hunters right arm pinned under him, his left hand stretched out for the remote in Caleb’s outstretched right arm. Both of their muscular chests pressed together, heaving and sweating from the exertion. Both studs laughing as Hunter again looked down at the handsome face inches below him.

Their eyes locked for a moment, calculating the risk. Hunter slowly lowered his head and pressed his warm lips to the goalie laying under him. The slow soft kiss quickly escalated to a hungry, passionate tongue sucking dual. Caleb reached up and tore the t-shirt from Hunter’s jacked body. Hunter ground his pelvis into Caleb’s, with each stud feeling the others hard cock through their shorts. Both studs remained in a frenzied embrace, as they shed the clothes hiding the firm young flesh, they longed to get to.

Ever since the passionate kiss at the cabin, the sexual tension had been building between the two friends. The second kiss tonight put that tension in overdrive, heightened by the orgasm both had experienced during the earlier kiss, with their cocks buried in Austin. When they left Blake’s room, their sexual needs were hardly satisfied. Being young viral males, in peak physical condition, one orgasm was just getting started.

Hunter spun around, pushing his cock toward Caleb’s mouth as he leaned in and took Caleb’s leaking member into his mouth. Caleb felt his buddy’s hot mouth wrap around his cock head and slide down his thick shaft. He looked at Hunter’s drooling tool inches from his mouth. He took hold of the veiny shaft and licked the drop of pre-cum off the tip. He had never thought of sucking cock, but he was so horned up and Hunter was doing it for him, he didn’t think he should leave his bud hanging. He closed his eyes and lowered his mouth over his friend’s cock and began to suck.

The two studs were both moaning around the others cock in their mouth, the pleasure heightened knowing the person giving them head was someone they deeply cared about. The boys each lay on their sides in a 69. Hunter began to flex his hips driving his cock in and out of his best buds’ mouth, while Caleb continued to lick and suck. Caleb feeling the subtle thrusts in his throat, began to do the same to Hunter’s wet mouth. The movements intensified, each stud gagging and chocking when they had pushed too far. It was now a competition between the two studs, to deep throat the cock in their mouth. It didn’t take long till each stud was gripping the others ass cheeks, pulling forward with the thrusts to drive cock all the way in, mashing the other’s pubes into their face.

Soon, both young bodies went rigid as the cock in their mouth swelled more and began to shoot volleys of spunk. Both lads licked and swallowed down the load, that their best bud had just ejaculated into their mouth. They both let the softening cocks slip from their lips and rolled on their backs, still laying side by side on the big bed. Hunter was the first to speak. “Holy shit, bro, I think you shot about a gallon of cum down my throat.” Caleb jumped up and ran into the bathroom, locking the door.

The team played well against their rival in the final game of the tournament. Even though it was the losing bracket, there was still pride on the line. Austin was really off his game. At one point his coach yelled at him on the ice to get his head in the game. Blake skated alongside him, “you should tell him that you’d rather give head.” Blake laughed and skated away. All Austin could think about was what his debt was going to be. Blake and the boys beat Austin’s team 3 to 1, so the tournament wasn’t a total bust.

On the way home Blake looked out the bus window and saw an exit in the middle of nowhere. At the exit however was a large truck stop and a seedy looking motel. An idea began to form. He texted Austin. “Meet me Saturday at exit 97 afternoon. More details to follow. Don’t show up and all your friends and family will know how much you love cock.” Along with the text, he sent a close-up pic of the hot stud’s face, with his lips stretched around a big cock. Austin heard his phone ping and looked down at the incoming text. His heart sank. It was from Blake. His face turned white as he read the message. It was going to be a long week.

The bus ride back seemed to take longer than normal. Caleb had not talked to Hunter and did not even sit with him on the bus. Even in the locker room after the game, Hunter went up to talk to Caleb and he just started talking to another teammate, ignoring his best friend. Once the bus got back to school, Blake pulled Hunter aside and told him the basic plan. “Keep Saturday and Sunday open. I need your help to collect on that debt Austin owes me.” “Sure thing man.” He said looking around to see where Caleb went. He really needed to talk to him.

Saturday, Blake and Hunter drove to the seedy motel at exit 97. Blake had told Austin to meet him at 3PM at the motel, room 22. That room was the last room in the long building, furthest from the office and closest to the truck stop. Blake had room 21 as well. It had an adjoining door with room 22 and was needed for his plan. He checked in at 2PM and he and Hunter worked on the logistics.

Back at school he had printed off some copies of one of the pictures of Austin. The angle of the photo was slightly from the side. He was laying on a bed, his strong legs up and ankles over, the broad shoulders, of a muscular stud. The stud had his thick cock, buried in Austin’s ass. The picture cut off at the studs’ neck, so you could not see his face. The photo clearly showed Austin’s handsome face, sculpted chest and abs. His mouth was open, and his eyes were half closed. The shot made it look like Austin was loving the drilling.

The hotel from the tournament, had charged Blake $300 for the TV and $50 for the lamp. The current rooms were only $50 each at the seedy motel. Blake figured Austin owed at least $450 for starters.

The big truck stop had to have over 100 trucks parked in the lot on a regular basis. Many waiting on orders for loads, some doing their required government resting, during a long haul.

Blake and Hunter had synced a scheduling app on their phones. They could put in an appointment for a certain time and it would instantly show up on the others phone. With Austin’s hot body and movie star good looks, they figured they would be able to get the truckers to pay $50 for a blow job and $100 to fuck the arrogant prick. They had no clue if this would work and were hoping to at least recoup the $450 Blake had to pay out. They figured 30 minutes for a blow job and an hour for a fuck. Nether would take that long, they estimated, so the whore could rest and / or shower during the unused time.

“Well let’s hope this works.” Sighed Blake. “You start on that side and I’ll start on this side.” He said to Hunter, some trepidation in his voice. “Call me if you have any issues.” “Dude, is this illegal?” asked Hunter, the thought just hitting him. “Not what we are doing, I don’t think. Probably what Austin is going to do though. Sucks for him if he goes to jail. I know he won’t talk as long as we have those photos.”

The boys walked off to their appointed rows. Hunter walked up the first truck and knocked on the door. ‘Guess no one’s home.’ He thought. He moved on to the next truck and knocked. “What do you want?” said a gruff voice through the slightly open window. “I’m wondering if you would like some companionship?” Hunter said, thinking he should have thought of a better line. “Get lost” came the reply. Hunter texted Blake. “Striking out so far, how about you?” “No luck yet, but have only got to 4 trucks, 2 were unoccupied. It’s gonna really suck if this thing’s a bust. I thought truckers were always horny.” Thinking of the trucker Justin sucked on the way back from the cabin.

Hunter went up to the next truck and knocked. “Yeah?” “Do you want a blow job?” said Hunter, taking the direct route. The big trucker opened the door and looked down at the athletic hockey stud. “Hell yeah, pretty boy. Get those cock sucking lips up here.” The response took Hunter by surprise, making his face turn bright red. “Hm, ah, no.” he stammered. “Not me. This is the stud that loves cock.” He handed the trucker the photo. The trucker took the photo but continued to leer at the handsome stud standing in front of him. “You sure boy? I could make your boy pussy squirt.” “Sorry man. Look at the kid in the photo. He’s hot.” Hunter pleaded. The trucker finally looked down at the picture. “You’re not lyin’. That is one hot whore. You must be his pimp, then?” Hunter started to laugh, but quickly regained his composure, realizing suddenly that was his role. “That’s right. You interested?” said the centerman, trying to get this transaction moving. “How much?” “$50 for a blow job, $100 to fuck.”

Hunter plugged in “Big Rod $50” for the 3:30 slot on the scheduling app. Immediately got a text from Blake. “Sweet! First customer!!” The teammates two phones starting pinging repeatedly. Things were going great, the schedule was filling up fast. It was almost three. Blake got a text from Austin that he had arrived. Blake texted Hunter. “Can you finish up? The whore is here, so I’m headed to the motel. I left off at the blue Volvo tanker. See you in a few.”

Blake walked up to room 22 and saw a very nervous looking Austin. “Come on in.” Austin walked into the room. It had one king bed, a small desk and an easy chair. “Look man, I brought you the money for the damaged room. I called the hotel for the amount.” He reached out his trembling hand with five $100 bills in it. Blake slapped the hundred dollar bills out of the handsome studs’ hands. “Strip.” Blake commanded. “But I thought…” Blake cut him off. “Did anyone ask you to think, you stupid fuck? One more word and this spit roast photo goes to Cloe. That is your slut girlfriends name, isn’t it?” Tears welled up in Austin’s eyes, remembering Blakes words he just nodded his head and began to undress, as Blake reached down and picked up the money.

“Get on your knees, cunt.” Austin dropped to his knees. “Crawl over here and get my cock out.” The ripped stud did as he was told. He reached up for the zipper and Blake slapped his hand away. Austin looked up at him in confusion. “Did I say with your hands. Use your teeth. Any whore knows that.” Blake chastised. Austin put his face in Blakes crotch, using his nose to push aside the flap, hiding the zipper. It took a number of tries, but he finally got his teeth on the zipper and pulled it down. He could feel the now rigid cock with his chin as he worked.

The hot young stud grasped the waistband of the big defenseman’s underwear with his perfect white teeth and pulled down. Blake’s hard cock sprung from its confines and on its way up, left a trail of pre-cum across the captain’s lips, cheek and eye, smacking the end of his nose on the way.

“Better suck my load out quick, we’re running out of time.” ‘What did that mean?’ Hunter thought as he put his training from last weekend to work. In no time Blake was moaning. “Yeah, bitch. Damn you learn quick.” He took a hand full of Austin’s blond hair and began pulling the boy further on his cock. Just then the door swung open and in walked Hunter. “Whoa, I see that hungry cock slut couldn’t wait to get started.” Austin had tried to pull off, shocked when the door opened, but Blake had held him tight. The thought of Austin, getting caught in this position, cock in his mouth, put Blake over the top. “Drink my cum you whore!” as he pumped his load into the sucking mouth of the gorgeous 23-year-old.

“You know this cum pig can never get enough. Why don’t you empty your balls into it too, while I let the whore know how the dept will be paid.” “Don’t mind if I do.” Chuckled Hunter as he fed the cum drooling stud his already hard cock.

“This is how tonight is going to go,” Blake began, while Austin sucked away on Hunter’s cock. “It is really quite simple. Tonight, we are your pimps. We have taken the trouble, to sign up a few truckers, who will use your holes, for a small donation. My associate and I will be in the room next door, or in here, depending on the need. Your customers will arrive on the hour or half hour. If you use your whore skills well and get them off quickly, you will earn a rest or shower. If you try to leave, do not cooperate, do anything un-whore like, you know what I will do.”

“For safe keeping, I will keep your things in my room, your clothes and phone, everything you brought with you. You won’t be needing them tonight.” Blake gathered up the items, looking down at arrogant stud, naked, on his knees, cock pumping in and out of his red lips.

“Remember it is very important you show these men gratitude. They have paid to give you their cum. You will tell them how great they are. Remember your practice run at the hotel? You will also thank them. Again, it is quite simple. Just act like the whore you are. Do you have any questions?” Blake laughed to himself, looking over at Austin with his mouth stuffed with Hunter’s cock. “Really, no questions?” Blake and Hunter laughed out loud at his humor.

Hunter had his hands on the back of Austin’s head and was really getting into the face fuck. “Dude, feed that bitch. It’s almost time for our first customer.” “Just about there, boss.” Hunter drove his cock all the way down the hot young studs’ throat and began pumping his seed into Austin’s flat stomach. He had just zipped up when he heard a knock on the door of room 21.

Blake walked through the open door, adjoining the two rooms and opened the outside door to room 21. The trucker looked up at Blake with a confused look on his face, just as Hunter entered the room. “Oh, there you are. Thought I had the wrong room. I’m Big Rod.” Blake took the $50 and led him through the adjoining door into room 22. Sitting on the bed was the still naked Austin. “Damn, I thought that picture was some catfish crap. You are one hot looking whore.” “Thank you, sir.” Croaked Austin blushing beet red, looking at the overweight man. “Big Rod here would like you to suck his cock. Would you like to do that whore?” Blake asked. “Yes sir, I would like to suck your cock.” Austin said barely audible. Blake glared at him. “Where would you like him to unload his cum?” Blake said sternly. Austin realized his mistake. “I would really like it if you would cum in my mouth. I love the taste of cum and I’ll bet yours is delicious.” “That’s better slut.” Blake stated. “Let’s make sure we keep that good attitude. Big Rod, I don’t think the whore can wait any longer to get his lips on your cock.”

Big Rod walked over to the still kneeling boy. He dropped his pants and the smell was the first thing Austin noticed. It was like sweaty piss. He then reached out and pulled the truckers underwear down revealing the “Big Rod”. It was not too long, but had significant girth, even larger than Caleb’s. Austin opened his mouth about as wide as he could, to accommodate the wide tool and got to work. About 5 minutes later Big Rod was grunting and unloaded into the handsome boy.

“Thank you for letting me swallow your cum. It tasted so good.” Austin said, looking up at the trucker. “That was great. Will you be here again? I would like to try out that sweet ass.” “We’ll have to get back to you on that.” Smiled Blake, as Big Rod pulled up his pants and Blake ushered him out.

“Way to go slut. You sucked him so well that you earned yourself like, almost 20 minutes of rest time. Austin got up off his knees and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He started toward the bathroom, his bare feet on the stained carpet. “Where do you think you are going, whore?” Blake growled. “I wanted to get a drink, sir.” “You ask for permission if you want something. You’re working here. Get back on your knees.”

Blake walked into the small bathroom and retrieved a glass. He filled it with water and walked out to the naked, kneeling sculpted stud. He started to hand it to Austin, then pulled it back. He unzipped, pulled out his cock and balls and forced them part way into the glass. Water spilled out around the soft flesh. Blake then handed the half full glass to the thirsty cum dump, “Drink it all slut.” Austin looked in the water, a curly hair floating on the top, and placed his lips to the glass and drank.

The next trucker showed up 15 minutes early. He looked to be in his early thirties and in good shape, definitely spent some time in the gym. “You must be Jake. You’re early, but I think the whore is ready for you.” The guy handed Blake $100 and they walked into room 22.

The guy looked at the kneeling Austin and his eyes grew wide as he leered at the handsome stud. “You sure are one pretty whore.” Said the trucker grinning from ear to ear. “Are you guys going to watch?” he said, looking from Hunter to Blake. “If you want us to, we can. The slut likes that kind of attention. Otherwise, we will be in the next room.” Blake said, grinning back, “lube, if you want it is on the nightstand.”

The newest customer got right down to business. “Get up on the bed on all fours.” Austin climbed up on the bed. He reached over and handed the lube back to the disrobing trucker. “You think we’ll need this?” “Yes sir, please lube my tight pussy first. You are my first fuck tonight and it will make it feel better for you.”

Blake and Hunter were listening in the next room and had to cover their mouths to muffle their laughter.

The trucker lubed up his 6” cock and put a dab on the boy’s tight pussy. He then took his middle finger and rubbed the lube around the rim, then slowly pushed the finger inside the tight hole. Austin sucked in his breath at the invasion. The finger began moving in and out spreading the lube.

“That should be enough prep for a whore like you.” Austin felt the force of the hard cock at his back door. The trucker gripped his hips and drove half of his cock in. Austin struggled to keep from screaming, as Blake had warned him. “That feels great, shove it all in stud” said the captain, through gritted teeth and tears.

“Damn, for a whore you sure are tight.” As he slammed the rest in. He pulled out and drove his cock in again, getting the fuck underway. Austin closed his eyes, his face buried in the pillow, his delicate hands gripping the sheets.

Blake and Hunter could hear the bed squeaking and the slapping of flesh as the trucker drove in and out of the unwilling cunt.

Jake leaned over the stud and grasped his shoulders, pulling them back to meet his ever-increasing thrusts. The trucker tensed up and slammed in hard, knocking Austin forward and flat on the bed. “Ahh Fuck yeah.” He said as he lay on top of the hot stud pumping his cum into him.

“You are one hot fuck.” Said Jake as he walked into the bathroom and grabbed a towel to wipe himself off. “Thank you for pumping me full of your sperm.” Austin said weakly. Jake looked at him, surprised by the comment, but shrugged his shoulders, got dressed and left.

“We are really running ahead of schedule. These guys are dumping their loads faster than we anticipated. I’m gonna run over to the truck stop to grab a pop. You want anything to drink?” Blake said to Hunter. “Yeah, grab me a Pepsi, thanks.” “Keep an eye on the whore.”

Blake walked into the truck stop and made his way to the cooler. As he walked past the trucker lounge, he heard “hey that’s one of them.” He looked over to see Big Rod sitting with a small group of truckers. He was waving Blake over.

“You still got that whore over at the motel? These guys would like to get in on the action. I showed them the picture and explained the deal.” Blakes mind was working fast. “You know if you don’t mind possibly waiting, I think we could squeeze you in…so to speak.” The guys burst out laughing at the hot student’s funny joke.

“We do happen to have an appointment available right now, if you’re serious.” “I am.” Shouted two guys in unison as they both jumped up. “I said it first.” “Bull shit, you fucker. You know damn well I said it first.”

They looked like they were about to come to blows when Big Rod suggested they spit roast the whore. They both agreed that was a great idea. “Can we work that out?” they asked Blake. “Yeah, let’s walk back to the motel while I think on it.”

Blake walked in with the two truckers in tow. Hunter looked at Blake with questioning eyes. “I picked up some slot fillers.” He laughed.

Austin took the spit roast like a champ. The two truckers were so horny from Big Rod’s story and the hot blond taking their cocks, that they unloaded in the muscled hockey captain in less than ten minutes.

Two more of Big Rods group got in on the action before and after the next scheduled customer. The first guy, Carl paid for a blow job. He came in the room and told Austin to stand. He got down on his knees and took the soft cock in his mouth and began to suck. Austin was not expecting this, but his young member immediately reacted to the talented mouth of the large, bearded trucker molesting his cock and balls. It wasn’t long before he put his hands on the greasy hair of the fat man and unloaded into the grateful mouth.

This went on for the next four hours. Austin got in a couple of showers, but he had swallowed too many loads of cum to count and semen was oozing out of his gaping pussy.

He was exhausted and his jaws and ass were sore. He was just laying on the bed when the last trucker had come in. He walked over, mounted and bred the stud, who never even moved.

Blake and Hunter could not believe how well this was going. They had over $1000 so far, not counting the $500 from Austin.

One of the last customers had asked for a later time. It was now around 11pm. They knocked on the door of room 22 and Blake ushered them in. The one guy had been in a utility truck in the lot, when Blake had told him about the program, but he walked in with two other guys.

“You must be Todd.” Said Blake, looking at the schedule, then Todd and then to the other two. “I am, and this is my co-worker Paul and our apprentice Steven.” Todd and Paul looked to be in their early 40’s and Steven in his mid-20’s. Steven was a big kid. 6’6, 250#’s but all muscle on a huge frame. They all looked like they had been tipping a few after a long day working on a local power line project.

“We bought this appointment for Steven for his birthday.” Said the intoxicated Todd. Steven was blushing and looking at the floor. “He’s a virgin. He can’t get laid, because when the bitches see the monster he has between his legs, they won’t let that thing near them. A couple have tried, but they couldn’t even take the tip.” “Ok Todd, that’s enough, let’s go. I told you I did not want to do this.”

“Come on stud, It’s your 25th birthday. You are too old to be a virgin. That whore in there has been fucked all night and his pussy is lubed and stretched. For you he’ll be tighter than a catholic schoolgirl. Come in and at least take a look.”

Hunter and Blake looked at each other, wondering what the hell this kid was packing. His loose-fitting jeans didn’t divulge much.

They all walked into room 22, where Austin was laying on his back on the bed. “Damn Steven, look at this hot bitch. Stud like that can handle that big tool of yours. You can finally loose your virginity and get in some practice to boot.” Said Paul.

Steven blushed again. “Alright guys, just to get you off my back.” As he looked at the hot stud laying in front of him. He had never seen such a beautiful man. “Well get your clothes off boy.” Todd said.

He began to peel off his clothes, feeling his huge member grow. Blake and Hunter stood at the doorway, eyes glued to the big kids crotch in anticipation. Austin was up on one elbow watching the big boy peel his t-shirt over his head. Damn his body was like one of those guys from muscle magazine, but it was all from work. Steven never went to the gym.

The big stud kicked off his boots, then pushed down his pants and underwear in one swoop. His donkey dick swung up, freed from the confines of clothing. Blake, Hunter and Austin’s eyes bugged out of their heads, mouths dropping wide open. This kid had the biggest cock they had ever heard of, let alone seen. It had to be 12” long and as big around as a 24oz beer can.

“Holy shit! You are not putting that monster in me, it’ll split me in half.” Wailed Austin.

Blake strode up to Austin and glared down at the terrified stud. “Is that how you want it to go? Your only decision is, do you want it like a dog, or on your back like the whore you are? What do you say?” said a pissed Blake, nose to nose with the cum filled whore.

“Will you please fuck me on my back, like the whore I am?” whimpered Austin softly as he looked at the childlike face of the big kid with the horse cock.

Steven moved to the end of the bed and lifted Austin’s legs. He lined up his monster cock to the cum filled and stretched, puffy pussy lips of the scared college stud.

“Please take it slow, I’ve never had a cock as big as yours.” Austin said to Steven. “I don’t want to hurt you.” Said Steven.

The big apprentice wrapped his arms around the athletic legs, his hands gripping Austin’s inner thighs as he began to push the giant knob into the loose cunt of the hockey stud.

Austin felt the pressure increase as the horse cock tried to force its way past a sphincter that could never accommodate such girth. He began to breath in and out quicker as the pressure and pain kept building.

“Aaaaaarrrrrrhhhhh” he screamed, as the huge head pushed past his outer ring. He couldn’t help it. The pain was too great. “It’s too big. Please take it out, it’s splitting me open.” Cried the sculpted stud.

“Put a cock in his mouth, to shut him up and give him something to do.” Blake shouted to Steven’s coworkers.

Todd dropped his pants and stuffed his hard cock into Austin’s mouth, muffling the screams.

Steven was concerned that he was hurting Austin. He only had the head in, but he was ready to pull out, when Blake said “Don’t worry, he’s screamed like this before. Just give him a minute to adjust. Soon he will be begging you for your big horse cock.” “Do you think so?” asked a naïve Steven. “I know so.” Lied Blake. “Pinch and play with his nipples. That will help too.”

His big hands slid up Austin’s 6 pack and groped the sculpted pecs of the ripped captain. He rubbed his fingers across his nipples and rolled them between his thumb and index finger. All the while he pushed ever so slowly, deeper into the well lubed boy pussy.

Austin was busy sucking on the cock in his mouth and getting pleasure from the manipulation of his tits from the big rough fingers, to focus on the huge cock pushing deeper into his body cavity. He felt so full, like he couldn’t breathe, like it couldn’t possibly go any further. It was halfway in.

Steven kept the glacier like pace of steady insertion, about a half of an inch a minute. He finally bottomed out. It was an incredible feeling. His cock had never been sheathed in a warm, moist hole.

He slowly pulled out and slowly pushed back in, pushing the air from Austin’s lungs. Steven repeated the move. He could feel the body impaled on his pole relaxing some and adjusting to the insertion.

Steven picked up the pace, feeling pleasure he had never felt before in his young life.

Todd was gripping the stunning stud’s hair hard, slamming into Austin’s lips. “Yeah take my cock, slut.”

Steven reached his big arm over, his hand grabbing Todd’s shirt, and threw him back against the wall, his cock popping out of Austin’s mouth. “Stop it, you’re hurting him.” The big stud yelled.

He then lifted Austin, impaled on his cock, like he was nothing and moved him up on the bed. He laid down between his legs and began to thrust up into him. He reached up under Austin and gripped his shoulders holding their chests tight together. His hips raised and lowered delivering his giant member in and out of the cum slickened pussy.

Austin had this sensation each time the huge cock pushed into his body. A feeling like he had never felt before. The monster cock was pulverizing his prostate sending jolts of pleasure thru his young body, engorging his cock.

Steven was now thrusting his powerful hips forward, his strong arms pulling the stud below him down to meet the upward movement. Austin’s cock was hard, his arms wrapped around the muscled virgin’s back, his legs wrapped around his hips, moving as one in the powerful, pleasure filled fuck.

Their bodies, glistened with sweat as they filled their lustful desires, oblivious to the world around them. Steven looked down at Austin, both in the throws of the most incredible sexual experience of their young lives, panting, thrusting, lost in the pleasure of it all.

Steven and Austin were cheek to cheek thrusting, fucking, when Steven lifted his head and planted his lips over Austin’s. The increased the passion of two bodies locked together as one being.

Todd, Paul, Blake and Hunter looked on in awe, at the passion filled fuck going on in front of them. The two studs were lost in a world of their own, with only one goal in mind. Their complete sexual pleasure. But it was more than that. It was the fuck of two lovers, not just of release.

Austin felt his balls pull up and his cock start to pulsate. “FFFUUUUUCCCCKKKK” He yelled as his cum splattered all over his chest and the chest of the stud who fucked the cum out of him. Steven could not hold off any longer and began to pump gallons of cum into the hot chute of the first hole that could accommodate his horse cock.

They lay their together, covered in cum, softly kissing each other.

“Damn that was hot.” Said Todd, snapping Steven and Austin back to earth. “You were supposed to fuck him, not make love to the whore. Steven jumped up, face bright red and pulled on his clothes. He pushed his way out into room 21. He was about to go out, when he saw the folded jeans, shirt and shoes by the door. He slipped a piece of paper in the pocket and went out into the night.

The guys only had one more customer scheduled. Austin was totally exhausted. The young trucker wanted to give the sleeping whore a cum facial. He dumped his load on Austin’s face and pushed his cum into the whore’s mouth with his finger, watching the ripped stud swallow it down while he slept.

Blake and Hunter closed the adjoining door after the last customer left. They were tired too and wanted to get some sleep. Austin was already out from being fucked and pumped with cum over the last nine hours.

About an hour later, Austin was wakened by someone banging on his door. “Go away” They kept banging and yelling. “Is this where the whore is? We want to fuck you.” The kept banging and yelling. Austin thought they were going to wake the entire motel.

Austin pulled the curtain back and there were two guys, about his age, obviously drunk. They were yelling and banging. He tried to dissuade them, but they were not going away. He thought he would crack the door open and face to face they would leave.

Sean and Bryan saw the studs stunning face, with globs of cum all over it from the last guy, knew they had the right room. “You are the guy that is giving sex to everyone?” Sean slurred as they pushed there way into Austin’s room.

“Why not.” Austin said. He had so many loads in him, what was two more? “Just get it over with so I can get some sleep.” The boys were undressed lightning fast for as drunk as they were. Austin was laying on his back on the bed, when Sean lifted his legs and plunged his cock straight in to the hilt with little resistance, while Bryan had pulled Austin’s head off the side of the bed and plunged his cock right down the slut’s throat. They both unloaded their balls into the exhausted stud, and all collapsed together in a naked pile, instantly falling asleep on the big bed.

Austin woke the next morning, the sun shining against the cheap curtains. He looked over at the desk clock, 10:14. He began to untangle himself out from under the two young naked guys, both with morning wood, but still sleeping soundly. As he tried to get out of the bed he rolled Bryan over a bit, not noticing how close to the edge he was. Thump! Bryan hit the floor. “What the fuck man.” He said groggily. “You guys gotta go.” Austin said sternly as he walked to the shower.

When he got out of the shower, the two guys were gone. It had felt good to shower off the dried cum that was on his face, in his hair, on his thighs where it had flowed out of his gaping ass. He couldn’t even begin to get his mind around the things he had done last night, but his debt was paid. It was over.

He looked around the room. All his clothes were gone, along with his wallet, keys, phone, everything. Looking warily at the adjoining door, he slowly knocked. “Guys?” No answer. He tried the handle and the door opened. He looked around the room. “Blake? Hunter?” They were gone.

He saw a paper bag on the bed. It had “whore” written on it. Austin looked in the bag and his heart sank. In it was a pink sleeveless t-shirt, that had been cut off, so that it came down low enough to barely cover his nipples. The shirt left the bottom of his sculpted pecs, and 6 pack abs showing. A red string bikini. A pair of bright yellow shorts that looked two sizes too small and so short that his cheeks hung out the bottom. The last item was a pair of fluorescent green flip flops.

The bag also contained a note. “Dear whore; I hope you appreciate that we left you something to wear. Your car will be left at the address on your license, the keys under the mat, clothes on the seat and your phone in the glove box. You did great last night. I think this is your calling. Good luck hitching home fucker.”

Austin looked in the mirror at the reflection of himself. He looked like a cheap boy hooker advertising for sex. How was he ever going to make it home?