Top Dawg

One Night In Paris

“Nervous?” he asked, as we lay in his bed.

I looked over at him, “Oh yeah.”

He smiled and opened his arms, I moved onto his chest and his arms encircled me. I was struck, like I always am, at how safe I felt when he held me. I had never been one of those guys who like to snuggle with chicks, but if they felt like I did now…I understood the need.

“What do you have to be worried about?” he asked me, slowly stroking my hair.

“I was such a dick to them,” referring to my long-time friends, “What if they tell me to fuck off.”

“Do you think they will really say that?”

“If I was them, I would.”

He pulled me closer and kissed the top of my head, “You’re Archie King, everyone loves you, even when we’re hating you.”

I burrowed closer to him, wanting to just hide here for the rest of my life.

“Look, we both know how Cooper is going to be, but Tony and Wyatt adore you. They will understand.”

I looked up at him, “What if they don’t?”

He gave me a sad smile, “Then we cross that bridge when we come to it.”

I hated that answer because it was the only answer we had.

Hi, my name is Archie King, and I am an asshole.

I used to be a complete alpha jock stud, tagging ass and bragging about it, cocky, bully, all around fucking jerk. I thought my shit didn’t stink and treated a lot of people like crap…until I did that to the wrong person.

Or the right one, depending on which part of the story you’re looking at.

Now, I understand how I treated people and how wrong it was, I was bound and determined to make things right. I had three friends, Cooper, who knew about my newfound love for gay sex and was making me pay for it, and Tony and Wyatt, who had no clue.

Gray and I had decided we were going to give Cooper a chance to redeem himself, I was going to completely submit to him and see if he could be a human being and forgive me. If not, then Gray was going to step in, but that still left Tony and Wyatt, which was what we were discussing.

“Offer yourself up to them,” Gray said in the silence, “The worst they can say is no.”

“The worst they can say is that they hate me and never want to talk to me again,” I corrected him.

“Just talk to them,” he repeated.

So that was how I ended up in the lunchroom, sitting across from them, not sure how to start.

“So, what did you want?” Wyatt asked, curious as to why I asked them to sit away from everyone.

“I needed to talk to guys about something…”

They both looked at me expectantly.

“So, we’ve known each other a long time…”

“Since 6th grade,” Tony said, “Jr High studs even then.”

Wyatt grinned and they high-fived each other.

“Right, but…there are still things we don’t know about each other.”

Wyatt made a face, “Really? Like?”

“Lots of things, personal things…” I trailed off.

“Like what man?” Tony demanded.

“It’s just, I mean…there is something about me…” I sighed, “It might change your view of me.”

“What is it?” Wyatt asked.

“It’s just…damn this is hard.”

“Just come out with it!” Tony blurted out.

“I’m trying…it’s…I mean…you know how I always had a girl on my arm…”

 They both nodded.

“Well, I mean lately, it’s just…” I trailed off again.

Tony was getting frustrated, “Man just fucking say it.”

I said nothing, the fear paralyzing me.

“Are you trying to tell us you’re going out with that freshman kid?”

I felt my heart stop as I looked up at Wyatt in shock.

“That’s what you’re trying to tell us?”

I nodded, mute.

Tony made a face, “Oh shit, I thought it was something important.”

“You knew?”

Wyatt just grinned, “Um yeah, did you think you were being slick?”

Now a new fear gripped me, “Was it that obvious?”

“Only to people who know you,” Tony clarified, “I mean you were nice to him, you’re not nice to anyone.”

And there it was, the problem I was here for.

“That’s the reason I wanted to talk to you guys.”

“To tell us you’re bisexual?” Tony asked, “Cause that’s not a big deal.”

Wyatt agreed, “Yeah, I mean who isn’t?”

“No, I wanted to talk to you about how I treated you guys.”

They got quiet.

“I have been an asshole…well like forever and I wanted to make it up to you guys.”

“How?”

Deep breath.

“By giving myself to you guys for a night.”

They just stared, not blinking.

“You guys can tell me to do anything…for one night, and I have to do it.”

They said nothing, looked at each other, and then back to me. Finally, Tony asked, “So let me get this straight, you wanna be our slaves for a night?” I nodded, “And we can tell you to do anything?” Another nod. “You mean sexual things right?” Another nod.

“Shit,” Wyatt said, sitting back in his chair in amazement.

“We get Archie King as our sexual slave for a night?”

I nodded, “More than a night if you guys want. You’re my best friends, and I want to start treating you better.”

They looked at each other and smiled, Wyatt asked, “You wanna take Archie to Paris?”

Tony nodded, “Badly.”

They both looked back at me, “When and where?”

“I am offering myself up to Cooper first,” I said, “In the gym at 7.”

“Cooper is going to be pissed, you know that right?” Wyatt asked me.

I nodded, “I have to try.”

“Your loss, so what, 8 then?”

I nodded, “8 at the gym would be perfect.”

They both had huge smiles, “Sounds like a date.”

I told Gray who just laughed, “I told you they were going to be cool.”

I collapsed onto his bed, “I know but…”

Before I could finish, he jumped on top of me, straddling my waist he looked down at me, “How many times do I have to tell you, everyone loves you Archie King…we’re all slaves to your awesomeness.”

I flipped him and now I was on top of him, “If anyone is a slave…”

I leaned down and kissed him, “If anyone was a slave to someone…”

“You know I’d fuck the shit out of you if you didn’t have a full night.”

“After?” I asked hopefully.

“Only if you’re a good boy.”

 I can’t explain how turned on I am at this moment.

Cut to a few hours later to this…

“Finally, Archie King on his knees…” Cooper said as I licked up and down his hardness, “You know how long I’ve wanted you here, on your knees, begging…where you belong.”

I had given myself to Cooper, the same way I had to Tony and Wyatt, except he was taking it exactly the way Gray thought he would.

Badly.

Instead of taking the offer to use me as it was intended, he was lording it over me as the cruel asshole he really was. Gray had thought he was going to turn out like this, which meant letting Cooper fuck me and give him one last chance. He pounded me hard, not going to lie it was pretty good…but it was after, as he laid on top of me that it began to unspool…

“Thank you Cooper…thank you for letting me serve…” I said breathlessly. “Thank you for making it right.”

He lay there for a moment and then sat up, his softening cock slipping free of my hole.

“Right? Oh, that doesn’t make it right, that isn’t even close.”

I just closed my eyes, hating that Gray had been so right.

"You are always going to serve me bitch. I call you cum, that’s how the rest of your life is going to go. Unless you want the world to find out how you got fucked at State.

Sighing I looked up, “I gave you what you wanted Cooper, I submitted, I apologized, why can’t you just let it go?”

“Because I don’t want to!” He said scowling at me, “This is your life now Archie, so get used to it. You’re my cunt, now and forever.”

“I would have submitted to you whenever you asked Cooper, you don’t need to threaten me.”

He laughed and stood up, “Yeah but this is funnier. I’m shocked King, I really didn’t think you’d get over what I’d done to you so quickly.”

“I realized you were right, I deserved it,” I said sitting up, “So I got over it.”

The smile on his face told me everything I needed to know. I had been wrong about him, completely wrong.

“I got over it, but my boyfriend didn’t,” I added.

He cocked his head for a moment, “What boyfrie…”

Gray come up behind him with a rag soaked in cho9lofrom and pressed it to his face…within seconds he was out. He lowered his unconscious form to the ground.

“Did you just call me your boyfriend?” Gray asked me with a huge smile on his face.

“If you’ll have me.”

He tossed the rag away and sat down on the bench across from me, “Consider yourself had.”

The smile on my face could have lit a stadium as he kissed me.

We sat there, making out for a few minutes when we heard the gym door open.

We looked up and saw Wyatt and Tony walk in, “We early?”

I shook my head, “Nope,” looking down at Cooper, “Right on time boys.”

“You need help with him?” I asked as Gray hauled Cooper up onto the weight bench.

He smiled at me, “Go have fun, I got this.”

We kissed and I felt my heart skip for a moment. I might have kept kissing him forever if Tony and Wyatt didn’t start hooting and hollering, “Get a room you two!”

I pulled back and Gray winked at me, “Go.”

I walked over to Tony and Wyatt, not sure what to do.

“Um hi…” I said meekly.

Wyatt looked me up and down, taking every inch of my naked body in while Tony walked around me like I was a used car.

“So, what have we got here?” Tony asked.

Wyatt grinned, “Looks like a slut, what do you think?”

Tony nodded, grabbing my chin and locking eyes with me, “Is that what you are boy? A slut?”

Holy shit, there were into this!

I tried to nod and broke eye contact, “Yes sir.”

“Prove it,” he said, pushing his mouth onto mine.

At first, I was shocked, I had known Tony since I was in junior high and the thought of him kissing another guy, much less me was the same as a dog standing up on its hind legs and talking. But here I was, being kissed by him, and what a fucking kiss it was. I had heard Tony was a stud from guys who had chased his leftovers, girls in every grade had chased him as they had chased me so we both had reps…

Let me tell you his reputation was fucking earned.

He grabbed hold of me and kissed me hard, letting me know who was in control. I felt my entire body react as I began to melt into him, never wanting him to stop. It took me a couple of seconds to realize he had stopped kissing me and I was still standing there, eyes closed, mouth open…

When I opened my eyes, he was grinning at me, “How’d I do?”

“Fucking amazing,” I admitted, wanting to do much more.

I was turned around and face to face with Wyatt, “My turn.”

He laid one on me and I felt my heart skip a beat. He actually dipped me as his tongue invaded my mouth, knocking my socks off, which were the only thing I was wearing. Wyatt was a looker, he looked like he was in a freaking boy band, the cute one with the surfer's hair but he kissed like a fucking stud. I had never really focused that much on kissing when I was with girls, and I see now the error of my ways.

 When he was done, he let go of me and I fell to the floor, looking up at these two specimens with unabashed lust in my eyes.

“Yep, that’s a well-used slut,” Tony said with a smirk.

“Look,” Wyatt said, putting his arm around Tony’s broad shoulders, “He got hard from just us kissing him.”

I was hard, my cock was throbbing, and from nothing more than these guys just kissing me. It was going to be a long night.

“You wanna serve us slut?” Tony asked, grabbing the sizable bulge in his jeans and shaking it, “You wanna be our girl?”

I was speechless, I didn’t think they would be this into it, seeing my lifelong friends talk to me like this…it was the hottest thing I had ever experienced.

Wyatt leaned in and said in Tony’s ear, “Look…he’s tongue-tied. I think he wants us.”

He licked around Tony’s ear, and I stifled a moan as I watched Tony smile and turn towards him, “I know I’d want us.”

Their lips touched and I felt my cock lurch as I watched them kiss passionately, the hot Italian jock and the blonde surfer boy swapping spit…it was something out of a wet dream. I had thought I had been so cool and clever sneaking around behind their backs, but it was clear from this kiss…I was the one who had no idea what had been going on.

When they were done Tony looked at me, “Ok slut, up on the weight bench, ass up, face down.”

I got up and scrambled to the weight bench, looking over and seeing Gray had tied Cooper down to the other one and looked like he was going to rim him.

Lucky Cooper.

As I lowered myself onto the bench, my heart pounding in my chest, I had to wonder what this looked like. Here I was, Archie King, 6’1”, 191 pounds of pure muscle, on my knees, ass up…waiting to serve my best friends. The gym had whole walls of mirrors so I could see behind me as Tony and Wyatt undressed.

Tony was a sight to behold, with his thick, muscular body that radiated raw power and masculinity. He was a handsome Italian guy, with dark hair that was always styled perfectly, and a five o'clock shadow that gave him a rugged look. His jawline was sharp and defined, his nose straight, and his lips full. He had dark brown eyes that sparkled with intelligence and confidence. He had strong, defined cheekbones that gave him a chiseled look, and a charming smile that could light up a room.

His body was truly incredible, with broad shoulders that tapered down to a trim waist. He had thick, powerful thighs and a defined chest that looked like it could break boulders. He had muscles that were clearly visible and toned to perfection, and his arms looked like they were carved out of marble. He was thick and wide, not just in terms of his muscles but his overall body structure.

Tony was also impressively tall, standing at around 6'2" and weighing around 220 lbs. He was incredibly strong, with a body built for power and endurance, making him the perfect wrestler. He was the kind of guy who could intimidate just by walking into a room, and everyone knew it.

But the real showstopper was his cock. It was truly impressive, large and uncut, measuring around 9 inches in length and 7 inches in girth when fully erect. The head of his cock was a deep, rich shade of purple, and it seemed to always be slightly swollen, adding to the overall thickness of the shaft. The foreskin was pulled back, looking like it could shoot at any moment. The shaft was thick and veiny, with large, bulbous veins running along the length that I wanted to lick so bad. His balls were also thick and heavy, and they hung low, like a fucking bull. I’d never seen an uncut cock before and it was incredible this close.

Wyatt stood next to him, his lean, toned body radiating a sense of effortless cool and confidence. He was the epitome of a California surfer boy, with his dirty blond hair falling in natural waves around his face. His hair had light golden highlights that shimmered when it caught the light, framing his chiseled jawline. He had piercing blue eyes, the color of the ocean, that seemed to sparkle with a mischievous twinkle. They had a genuine warmth, kind and friendly, inviting you to trust him instantly.

His body was something out of a magazine. He had the perfect surfer physique, with tight, cut abs and broad shoulders that tapered down to a trim waist. He had a well-defined chest and ripped arms that looked like they were sculpted by a master artist. He looked like he had spent a lifetime honing his body, every muscle was toned and defined but still had a natural look, not like he had spent hours in the gym getting a bulging muscle.

He was taller than average, standing at about 6 feet, with a lean build that suggested he was someone who spent a lot of time on the beach, catching waves and soaking up the sun. He moved with a grace and agility that seemed almost unnatural like he was a part of the ocean itself.

Overall, Wyatt was the perfect embodiment of a California surfer boy, with his sun-kissed skin, toned body, and devil-may-care attitude, He was handsome, charming, and confident, and had the perfect body, a true sun-bleached golden god.

Wyatt's cock was a thing of beauty. It was long, thick, and perfectly proportioned. His cock head was round and swollen, a deep shade of red that seemed to pulse with each beat of his heart. The veins on the shaft were prominent, running along the length of it, adding to the texture and making it look even more impressive. His cock was a true masterpiece, a work of art that was both intimidating and mesmerizing at the same time.

Tony was the first to approach me, his thick, muscular body glistening with sweat. He knelt down behind me and with his hands he spread my cheeks wide, exposing my hole to him. He leaned in close, and I felt his warm, wet tongue start to explore my rim, circling around my opening with slow, deliberate licks. The sensation was incredible, and I couldn't help but moan out loud in pleasure. His tongue was soft and supple, but it was also strong and demanding. Each lick felt like a wave of pleasure crashing over me.

Wyatt stepped up next, his lean, toned body standing before me. I could feel my mouth watering at the sight of his hard cock, and he wasted no time shoving it into my mouth. I was immediately struck by how large it was. It was thick and heavy, and I could feel the veins bulging under my tongue. The head was round and swollen, precum flooding my mouth.

I began to run my tongue over the head, swirling it around and savoring the taste. His cock twitched in my mouth, and I could feel him starting to grow harder. As I took more and more of him into my mouth, I could feel my jaw starting to ache from the effort, but I didn't care. The sensation of having Wyatt's cock in my mouth was too good to stop.

I started to move my head up and down his shaft, taking him deeper and deeper into my mouth. Wyatt's hands were in my hair, holding me in place as I sucked him off. The movement of my mouth and the suction sensation was incredible, and I could feel him starting to get close to the edge.

Tony continued to eat me out, his fingers joining in the action, exploring my ass.

Wyatt didn't let up, continuing to thrust into my mouth "You like being a dirty little whore for us, don't you Archie?" he growled, "You love being used by your friends."

I couldn't help but moan in response, the pleasure was too much to bear. I silently begged them to use me more, to just break me.

Tony positioned himself behind me, his massive body looming over me. I could feel the head of his cock press against my hole, and without any hesitation, he pushed himself inside of me. I couldn't help but gasp at the sensation, his cock was huge and thick, and it filled me completely. He was so large that I felt stretched, my ass screaming from the violation.

He began to thrust in and out of me, his massive thighs slapping against my own. I could feel every inch of him as he moved, each thrust pushing me closer and closer to the edge. He was rough and aggressive, but it was exactly what I wanted. He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to him, pounding into me harder and harder.

"You like that, don't you girl?" he growled in my ear, "You love that big thick cock in you, how it fills you up, you my bitch?"

I couldn't help but moan in response, the pleasure was too much to bear. I sobbed as I sucked Wyatt off, begging him to take me harder, to never stop, he continued to pound into me, his fingers digging into my hips as he took me.

"Your cunt is so tight," he growled as he pushed into me. "I can't get enough of how good you feel."

"You like being our little fucktoy don't you Archie?" Tony growled in my ear, "You love being used by us, being our little slut?"

“Yeah…you like that bitch? You like getting fucked?”

“Oh god…fuck…” I panted.

“Huh? Come on stud, you like this cock in your pussy?”

To accent his question, he thrust upwards and smashed that spot again, making my eyes shoot open and a low moan escapes my mouth.

“Do you?”

“Oh, fuck yeah…” I began to babble.

“Beg me…come on cunt…fucking beg me to fuck you.”

“Oh god…fuck…oh shit…” I called out as he hit my spot over and over again, my cock bobbing under my eight-pack, leaking precum all over the place.

“Beg me cunt…beg your better to fuck you…”

“Oh shit…unnnn…there…” I called out as he hit that place dead on.

“Beg me…”

He hit it three more times and my mind snapped.

“Fuck me! Oh shit fuck me please…fucking rail me…please…please make me cum…”

I nodded as I moaned, unable to form words. I loved the feeling of being used and dominated by them. They didn't hold back, taking years of frustration of me being a cocky asshole out on my holes one inch at a time.

As they took me together in a synchronized rhythm, I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. I could feel Wyatt's cock twitching in my mouth, and I knew he was close.

“Hold up,” Wyatt said, I want a turn.

Tony kept pumping into me, “Shit…but I’m close…”

“I can take both…” I said breathlessly, both of them looking at me in shock. I looked at Tony, “Lay down on the bench,” I got up, “Wyatt, wait until he is in me.”

Tony laid down, “You sure…”

I didn’t answer, I positioned myself above him, taking his cock into my hand and guiding it toward my ass. I felt the head press against my entrance before sliding inside me, the feeling was intense, and it made my body shiver. The thickness and warmth of it were overwhelming, I could feel every ridge and vein as it filled me up.

“Ok…” I said.

Wyatt moved behind me, his cock pushing into my hole, stretching it even more.

I couldn't help but let out a moan as they both filled me up completely, my body stretched to its limits as they filled me up. The feeling of being so full and stretched was indescribable, it was overwhelming, and I couldn't help but let out a moan as I adjust to the feeling.

As Tony and Wyatt began to thrust into me at the same time, I could feel the pleasure building within me. The sensation of being filled up by two thick cocks at the same time was indescribable, knowing it was my best friends only made it better. I could feel the stretch of my muscles as they pushed deeper inside me, the sensation of being filled to the brim was overwhelming. They both moved in perfect harmony, their bodies slapping against mine as they fucked me. Each thrust brought me closer to the edge, my body tensing with pleasure.

Tony's thrusts were powerful and deep, his thick cock hitting all the right spots inside me. Wyatt's were more controlled, but no less intense, his lean body moving in perfect rhythm with Tony's. Together, they were an unstoppable force, pushing me to my limits.

I could feel their hands all over my body, grasping and squeezing my hips, pulling me down onto them as they thrust deeper inside me. Their dirty talk only added to the intensity, they called me a whore, a slut, and I could only nod, unable to form words as pleasure overwhelmed me.

"Look at you, Archie, riding those cocks, taking both of us in your little ass like one of those cheerleader groupies we fuck after games," Tony sneered at me.

"I'm a dirty little girl," I replied, unable to control the pleasure of feeling so degraded by my friends, “So dirty…”

"That's what you are Archie? A fucking whore, begging to be fucked by real men," Wyatt chimed in.

Fuck they were filling me up!

With that, Tony thrust inside me, and I felt the stretch of my muscles as they pushed deeper inside me, the sensation of being filled to the brim was overwhelming. They both moved in perfect harmony, their bodies slapping against mine as they fucked me. Each thrust brought me closer to the edge, my body tensing with pleasure.

“Fuck I’m close…” Tony moaned.

“Same…” Wyatt panted behind me.

“Cum in me,” I said, feeling my own cock throb untouched, “Breed me!”

“You want our babies Arch?” Tony asked, slamming me down on his cock as he pushed up.

“FUCK!” I screamed, feeling that fucking Italian meat destroy my spot…sending me into a fog…

“Shit,” Wyat exclaimed as he began to shoot, his cock pulsing in me…

“I can feel you shoot!” Tony screamed as he was pushed over the edge, both of them flooding my guts.

I could feel both of them pumping inside me, filling me up with their hot cum. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge, and I knew I was going to cum harder than I ever had before. I could feel my body contracting, my ass squeezing around both of them as I came. I could feel them both pulsing inside me, the feeling of being filled up with hot cum was amazing.

"Come for us, Archie," Tony growled as he pounded into me, "Come for your men."

My load flew all over Tony’s chest, spraying us both with hot cum as my ass clamped down on their cocks. They both moaned as they felt me squeeze every drop from their aching cocks.

We collapsed on the bench, drained…covered in sweat.

And then we heard Cooper…

“FUCKING YES…OH FUCK…FUCK ME…FUCK ME…”

We looked over and saw Cooper, sitting on gray’s lap, riding his cock for all he was worth. Slowly we got up and walked over, not saying a word, like wolves sensing prey…

Cooper came like a fire hose, showering gray’s chest and abs with a massive load, and then began to kiss him like they were fucking going steady or something.

Just like that Gray stood up, dumping to the ground, and looked over at us, “Who’s next?”

We just looked down at him…our cocks were already hard again.

He looked like he was about to say something when I knelt down, grabbed his ankles, and thrust my cock into him in one go…he threw his head back moaning until Wyatt knelt down and shoved his cock into his mouth.

And the three of us took him…

All in all, a good night.

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