I was in the city celebrating a gay friend’s birthday for the weekend. There was a group of three straight 20-something guys on the same late night train car as me who may have been slightly drunk.
I sat there by myself minding my business but I believe my attire may have given off gay vibes. I was wearing jeans and because I’d just come from a gay club, was wearing a black leather harness under an unbuttoned jacket. My torso was open and exposed.
“Look at that faggot over there”, the tall blonde one said.
I looked up because I knew he was referring to me.
“Yeah, that’s right, I’m talking about you, faggot.”
“Hey Bri, leave the faggot alone.”, the curly dark haired one said.
“No, I don’t think he minds. He can’t stop staring at us, can you faggot?”
I tried to look away, but I was honestly attracted to the negative attention.
“You see! He’s still looking at us.”, Bri said.
The third red-headed one, the tallest of the three, spoke up, “I bet he wishes he could suck our dicks. You know these faggots are always trying to turn us”, followed by drunken laughter from all three.
“You’re right, Murph, you know my older brother told me he got sucked off once in his dorm and swears it’s the best head he’d ever had in his life.”, Bri said.
“Come on, leave the faggot alone guys. I’m sure he’s not even thinking about our cocks and just wants to get home like we do.”
“Carlos, you’re such a drag sometimes, you know?”, Bri said. “I’m just having a little fun, and…wait a sec. Guys, did you see that? That faggot just licked his lips! I was right! He does want to suck us off!”
I must have done it involuntarily. I was caught, and to make matters worse, my gaze tilted downward to Bri’s crotch.
“Shit boys, he’s staring at my crotch now! You see this!”
Bri took a few steps forward, stumbling a bit, stood right in front of me, grabbed the back of my head and pressed it to his hard cock under his jeans and ground himself into my face, cackling all the while.
“Bri man, what are you doing man? You’re gonna get arrested for sexual assault dude!”, Carlos said.
“Nah, I don’t think so, Carl. Did you see him resist? I didn’t.”
“Come on, Carl, you don’t think if given the chance to suck us off this faggot wouldn’t take it?”, Murph chimed in.
“What will Colleen say about that Murph? And what would Michele say, Bri, if she saw you right now pressing this dude’s face into your groin?”
“She’s not going to know man, because you ain’t gonna tell her. Come on Carl, when’s the last time you got sucked off anyway? You broke up with Brenda months ago.”
“Leave me out of this man.”
Murph walked closer towards Bri and me.
“You didn’t answer my question faggot. If we let you blow us, would you do it?”
Suddenly, the gravity of the moment hit them and they were anxiously waiting in my answer.
Bri let go of my head and I looked up right in Murph’s eyes and said “yeah, I would.”, proudly, with confidence.
Bri and Murph slapped a high five.
“Told ya boys. I knew it! Hey, Carl, is your roommate home tonight?”
“No fuckin’ way man. We’re not going back to my place.”
“Come on man, you’re the only one that can host this. Just let us go back to your place. You don’t even have to let the fag suck you off, ok?”
“Fine, ok. You don’t even know if my place is near where this guy is going?”
“Are you kidding me, Carl. This faggot would follow us to the ends of the earth to suck our dicks!”, Bri said. “Wouldn’t you, faggot?”
“I guess”, was all I said.
“I’m the next stop anyway”, Carl said.
I couldn’t believe I was agreeing to follow three straight drunk boys at one in the morning in a neighborhood I was unfamiliar with, but my thirst for cock is never satisfied. The danger of it all made me so hot and flushed.
At the next station stop, I followed them off the train. I walked behind these three amigos and every few steps Murph or Bri would turn around to make sure I didn’t change my mind.
“I can’t believe you guys are actually doing this. This is so crazy!”
“Calm down, Carl. We’re just gonna have some fun and get off. It’s not a big deal.”, Murph said.
“Murph, it almost sounded like you’ve done this before”, Bri said.
“What?”
“We’ve been best friends since first grade man. I know you. You can tell us, this isn’t your first time, is it?”
“Well, no, I mean you’re not the only one with an older brother who experimented with a guy. After what he told me, I had to try it for myself so one day a few years ago I was at the mall and let this guy suck me off through a hole in the stall. I wasn’t planning on it, I was taking a leak and saw a finger come through the hole, and next thing I know I put my dick there and let some dude suck me off.”
“Holy fuck, Murph. That’s wild! So you don’t even know who sucked you off?”, Bri asked.
“No dude. I don’t. At least this time we know who will be sucking us off.”, Murph said.
“Actually, you don’t even know his name guys. You just met this guy on a subway, it practically the same thing.”, Carlos said.
“Shut the fuck up man, are we almost there, my dick needs to get sucked”, Bri said impatiently.
“Yeah, right around the corner.”
We were now in front of a row home that had been converted into apartments. We walked about a flight of stairs to the a two bedroom apartment. Carlos opened the door with his key and we stood in his living room. It was dark as no lights were on.
“So how do you want to do this?”, Carlos asked.
“I don’t want you pervs watching me get sucked off. Where’s you bedroom dude?”
“Straight back there. Alright, I guess you can go one at a time. Don’t touch anything!”
Bri and I walked back to Carl’s room. He had dirty clothes thrown all around and in a laundry basket. His bed unmade. Empty beer and soda bottles on his gaming console. Typical straight dude room, I thought.
“On your knees fag”, Bri said.
I took to my knees and watched Bri struggle with his belt buckle and zipper since he wasn’t exactly sober and then he pulled his boxers and jeans down to his knees. A fairly thick six inch cock hard as brick stared me in the face. For a drunk guy, he surprised me that he could even get it up, but he was a young buck.
I opened my mouth and swallowed his entire shaft which already was wet with precum.
“Holy fuck, bro my girl can’t take my dick like you just did!”
Bri placed both of his hands behind my head and began pumping fast and hard in and out of my throat. I was drooling, but I kept up with his thrusts. I’ve had plenty of cocksucking practice in the past so this was nothing I hadn’t done before.
Bri stopped talking and started grunting. There was no doubt he was enjoying my mouth by the sounds of it. I was on my knees for less than five minutes. Bri held my head steady and pounded his throbbing dick deep down my throat, giving me the throat fuck I hoped for and that he definitely wanted to give me. When he came, he held my head down hard.
“Ohhhhhh fuuccckkk!”, was all I got out of him as I felt that first squirt of hot jizz empty into my mouth followed by eight or nine more strong pulses. Bri was young with lots of cum. When he pulled his dick out, some fell out the side of my lips and dripped down my cheek. I used my finger to push it back into my mouth not wanting to waste any of this straight seed.
After cumming, the awkward feeling of letting a gay guy suck him off hit Bri hard. He pulled his jeans up, zipped and buckled up and ran out of there like a bank robber.
I was in a daze and just regrouping myself when Murph walked in.
“You must have a great mouth ‘cause Bri was fast.”
I didn’t say anything. It’s not for me to judge whether my mouth was great, but I’ve never had any complaints before so I must be doing something right.
Murph sidled up to where I was standing and pulled his dick out of his jeans and pulled his loose dick meat out of the “y” front of his blue Jockey briefs. It hung there like a third leg. He was tall with long limbs so it shouldn’t have come as a surprise that he’d be well-hung, too.
I thought about the first cock I’d ever voluntarily sucked as a teen which was a tall red-headed guy just like Murph. I wrapped my right hand around his hanging cock and tugged on it a few times, placing the head into my mouth. Murph’s tool hardened up within a minute, and soon I sat on my haunches to admire the nine inch dick angrily announcing itself.
“You like my big dick?”
“Fuck yeah!”
“Yeah, don’t tell the others, but it wasn’t just the one time I let a fag suck me off at the mall. I’ve done it a few times because my girl Colleen won’t go down on me. Only fags know how to handle my dick. So let’s see what you got man.”
I do love a challenge and I accepted this one gladly. After 1:30am and I felt like I was just coming alive. I took a deep breath to relax my throat and knew if I was able to swallow the entire anaconda in one go, Murph would be so thrilled. I wrapped my lips around his shaft and slowly glided my face lower, leaving the thick mushroom head at the entrance to my throat. It was go time. I counted to three in silence and then I went for it. I pushed my face all the down, my throat muscles contracted around that beautiful dick meat, my nose hit up to Murph’s briefs. I could smell the intoxicating fumes from his bush in my nose and felt like I’d floated to heaven.
“Ohhhh fuck man! No way! No fuckin’ way are you eating my entire dick! Fuuuckkk!”
I let Murph feel the goodness of my velvety throat for a couple of seconds before I pulled off and stands of throat goo dripped down to the carpet.
“Fuck man, do it again! I need to feel that again!”
With my eyes watery now, I opened up again but I didn’t do it in phases, I went all the way. Murph held his hand at the back of my head and thrusted forward. He wasn’t letting go as he constricted my airway. I held onto his thighs and when I could no longer breathe, my left fist pounded on it.
Murph reluctantly let go, and I was gasping for air once I was able to rid my throat of his monster dick.
Murph wasn’t about to let me take too long to recover. I looked into his eyes which looked determined to use my throat to get himself off.
He took a step forward, this time cupping the sides of my head with his huge hands.
“Open your mouth man. I need to get back in there!”, he demanded.
I opened and Murph proceeded to shred my throat. My hands grabbed onto his jean covered ass as I felt it flex with every thrust. His breathing was labored and just like his buddy Bri, gave me a skull fucking I’d never forget. For a moment, it felt like I wasn’t even in the room with Murph, like he was alone, playing with a fleshlight. Like he forgot he was actually fucking a human being’s throat. Nobody but a real cock lover could endure what I was subjected to. Murph used my mouth thoroughly, and as he was about to cum, he started groaning louder and louder.
“Ohhh fuck man! I’m gonna fuckin’ cum down your throat cocksucker! Oh fuck!! Yeah! Fucking take my dick man! Oh fuuucckkk!”
Just then Carlos burst into the room.
“Keep it down man, you’re gonna wake my neighbors!”
“Fuck man, Carl, I can’t fuckin’ help it. You see how this dick lover is taking my cock? I’m gonna fuckin’ cum!”
“Ohhh shit bro, you’re fuckin’ hung man!”, Carlos said in surprise.
“Watch me claim this faggot’s throat man. Ohhh fuuuccckk bro! Now I’m gonna do it. I’m gonna fuckin’ shoot my load right into this cocksucker’s throat! Fuuuccckkk! Oohhhhh fuck! YEEESSSSSS! Oh fuck, yeah! Ohhhhh fuck!”
Murph continued pounding out my mouth as his cum spewed right out of his dick slit. I couldn’t collect it into my mouth because he shot directly down my throat. I couldn’t help but notice out of the corner of my eyes that Carlos was watching, mesmerized by his friend seeding my throat. It was always an extra thrill to be watched.
Once he let go, I once again wrapped my hand around his shaft to squeeze out any excess and now I was able to finally get a good taste of his sweet straight man cum.
Murph’s entire body shook seconds after he’d finished cumming.
“Fuck Carlos. Did you see that?” Fuck amazing!”
“Yeah, I did man. You fuckin’ came hard dude. I thought he was gonna choke.”
“Nah, are you kidding me? That’s what faggots are made for. They love for this shit, right faggot?”
“Yes, thank you”, I said.
”Hehehe, Calos, this dude just thanked me for fucking his throat. That’s fuckin’ wild. You’re very welcome, man!”, he said.
I realized I hadn’t said more than 10 words at most since we all met on the train.
“Hey, where’s Bri?”, Murph asked as he tucked his cock back into his underwear and zipped up his jeans.
“Brian left right after you walked into my bedroom. I think he’s freaked out that he let a guy suck him off.”
“What a fuckin’ wuss. It was all his idea, too. He’ll be fine tomorrow. Well, I better go to.”
Murph left me alone with Carlos now after he left.
“I better go, too”, it’s after two in the morning.”
“You don’t have to leave. I mean, I know it’s late, but don’t rush if you don’t wanna go.”
“No, I better go because the trains will stop running. I mean, unless you want me to suck you off, too.”
“Well, ummmm, I’m not gay.”
“No, I didn’t say you were”, I said.
“But I have to admit, watching you suck Murph off like that did make me wonder what it would feel like.”
“No pressure man. Don’t feel like you have to if you don’t want to.”
There was an awkward thirty seconds of silence.
“Yeah, ok. Fuck! Let’s do this. Can I lay down on my bed through?”
“You can do whatever you like, it’s your house.”
“Yeah, I’m gonna lay down on my bed and let you suck me off.”
Carlos removed his shirt. He was cut, smooth. Nice chest.
Then he pulled off his jeans and socks, stripping down to just his white CK briefs.
Carlos clasped his hands behind his head and closed his eyes.
“Ok, I’m ready man.”
I sat at the edge of Carlos’s bed and groped his cock over his underwear. Beer can thick, about the same length as Bri.
“Nice cock”, I said.
When I slipped my fingers under the elastic waistband, Carlos raised his hips so I could pull them down to his ankles. His uncut dick slab smacked his tight abs with a thud.
I raised my eyebrows in amazement, this cock was heavy. I couldn’t wrap my fingers all the way around it, but got a good grip as I lowered my lips to take in his head. I swirled my tongue under the rim of Carlos’s foreskin, swirling it round and round.
Carlos’s mouth was opened and a permanent “O” formed across his lips.
“Ohhhh”, he cooed.”
I did a good hand and mouth combination. Moving in a rhythm, upward and downward using enough pressure to make it feel good. There’s a fine line between going too fast and hard when it hurts. I never crossed it and Carlos seemed like he was on another planet as he let me take control and show him the gifts of oral gratification.
I positioned myself so I was now on all fours, to the right side of Carlos who was laying down vertically under me.
It was time to go mouth only, and in this position, it would be a breeze. I knew I’d need to stretch my mouth open wide to accomplish this feat. I pressed my lips over his uncut sheath and moved lower, then I almost unhinged my jaw and went down as far as I could. I was making all kinds of sick throat noises desperately trying to deep throat Carlos’s dick. After several attempts, I was able to go just all the way with about a half inch that I just wasn’t able to manage, bit still, I was sure Carlos never had anyone who could do what I was doing.
Carlos’s chest was heaving. His body was tensing as I repeatedly gagged and choked myself with his dick. I even slapped my face with it, rubbing it all over my cheeks, my chin and my lips. Then I smacked myself silly with that heavy thunder stick.
It was time to bring it home. Nearly 2:30 in the morning. I did the hand and mouth combination again and stoked Carlos off into my warm mouth. He flooded my tastebuds and I struggled to get it all, choking on the copious and heavy dick goo.
Carlos opened his eyes and looked at mine.
“Damn man. That was great. I’ve never had a guy blow me before. Sorry, I haven’t cum in over a month, so I came a lot.”
“No, it’s ok. It was good.”, I reassured him.
Carlos looked like he was ready to nod off, I’d definitely exhausted him.
“I’m gonna call an Uber. Thanks man.”, I said as I pulled myself off his bed and out the door, leaving him there with his briefs down at his ankles.
I had a smug look on my face as I stood at the street corner waiting for my ride. I did close up my coat this time because I thought it was late and didn’t want any more trouble.
With three straight loads down the hatch, I was feeling more than great. When I finally got home, I was so tired. I locked my apartment door, walked straight to my bedroom, stripped down to my jock and threw myself into bed and under the covers. I could smell my cum breath and taste cum in my mouth, as pleasant reminders of the debauchery of the evening, but my eyes were so heavy, I fell right to sleep.
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