CHAPTER 19 LUKE ALL THE BOYS
It had been a good few years since I had last met Luke. One of the last times we had met it had had a great night where the two of us and our girlfriends had an amazing foursome; girl on girl and boy on boy. The girl he had been seeing at the time, Hannah, had gotten a really good job in Germany. So, he moved over there with her and that had been the last I had seen of him for some time. We kept in touch, so I knew things had not being going well. So much so, he moved back to London and he and Hannah soon split up. Now back at his parents, we started hanging out and, although not immediately, it was not long before we picked up from where we left off. Luke and I had, shall we say, got to know each other much better.
We were now in our late twenties and keen to take things to another level. We would watch gay porn together and both really liked watching videos of group sex and started to get into the idea of bringing in other guys. We got in contact with a few old mates we had not seen for years and announced there was to be a kind of reunion party for a weekend that Luke's parents were away. After a few emails and texts, it was sorted. We would all meet at Luke's, six of us: Ray, Michael, Jack, Scott, Luke and myself. Just the boys, no girls allowed. We were to drink beer, eat pizza, get rowdy and stay up all night doing generally lad type things. Although inspired by the thought of having a gangbang, we knew it wouldn't happen and agreed not to force the issue.
We all got to Luke's at around nine and by eleven we were all well drunk and getting very boisterous.
"Hey" said Luke casually. "Shall we play a game of cards?"
"What's that then?" said Scott.
"Strip poker," said Luke, raising an eyebrow.
I couldn't believe Luke had come straight out with it and this proposal was initially greeted with silence. Had he made a mistake thinking it a good idea to bring in the other guys? For fucks sake, strip poker! That is kind of gay. We were all looking at each other, trying to see who'd be the first one to speak up. I began to feel that it was going to fall flat until eventually Michael said, "What the fuck, I'm in."
"So am I," said Jack.
"Why the fuck not," I said.
Only Ray and Scott were holding out, looking somewhat nervously at each other. Out of all of us, Scott was the least likely to go for it, while Ray would do anything to show off. Scott held Ray's gaze and said "Sure."
"Fair enough," replied Ray, and he collected up our cards and started to shuffle them.
"How about a side condition?" said Luke with an evil grin. "On the final hand, when it is down to the last two guys in the game, there will be one loser and one winner. The loser is at the beck and call of the winner and has to do whatever the winner says for the rest of the evening." This was going to be a re-run of what had happened a few weeks before except this time there was six of us.
I glanced at Luke. He was looking at me sidelong, a spark of mischief in his face. I grinned, a little apprehensive. This was shaping up to be potentially very embarrassing for whichever poor bastard lost. These guys were good friends, which isn't to say that I trusted any of them for a moment.
"Sounds good," said Jack. The rest of us nodded agreement, trying to look as confident as possible.
The game started, and I was having a run of luck. I'm not the best poker player in the world, Luke had proved that, but I was doing well and my bluffing was getting results. One by one, items of clothing came off; shoes, then socks, then shirts and finally trousers. One by one, those players who were down to their underwear invariably became cautious and folded before having to commit a hand and go all the way. Jack was loudly voicing his disappointment that none of us had had the nerve to push our luck.
He changed his tune two hands later when he was down to his jockey briefs and facing Ray, who still had his t-shirt and boxers, and me who still had my cargo pants on over my boxers. He folded. We ribbed him for that. So it was between Ray and myself, and while he was the better player, I had the better hand, two pairs. There was no way Ray had anything to beat that.
"I'll see your T-shirt and shorts," I said, "and I'll raise you my boxers and my combats."
There was a low whistle. The tension was electric. Six drunk men in various stages of undress were sitting quietly in a circle, and there was something undeniably erotic about all the testosterone. I had the beginning of a slight hard-on. Deep down, I was kind of hoping that if we played another hand I might lose, and have to pay the forfeit. In the meantime, I was planning what to do with Ray when he lost those boxers.
"I'll call you," he said carefully. I knew he was bluffing. Smiling, I laid down my two pairs. I was sure I'd beaten him. He looked at the cards impassively for a moment. Then he looked up at me and said softly, "Not bad."
Then he laid down his own cards... A full house! Fuck!
The guys burst out laughing and cheering. I went totally crimson. I couldn't believe he'd beaten me and that I was now going to have to strip naked in front of them.
Ray grinned. "Get out there in front of the fire," he said, and took a pull at his beer. I got up from the table and walked the walk of shame, over to where the fire was burning. The guys were chanting "Strip! Strip! Strip!"
I decided to do it quickly. I unbuttoned my cargo pants and let them drop down my legs, then pulled my shorts down, stepping out of them. I picked up my clothes and tossed them aside. Standing completely naked, I faced the guys as they cheered raucously.
"What about the rest of the conditions?" said Scott.
"Oh yeah," said Ray. "What do we make him do? Hmm."
I stood there, naked, my arms by my side. My cock was definitely not dormant. It was hanging there, sticking out slightly in front of me, although, nobody commented on it. I was sure they had all noticed.
Ray glanced at Jack, who was sitting at the table staring at me, his lips slightly parted, looking flushed.
"Jack," he said, "what do you think?"
Jack grinned and Ray returned his gaze at me.
"Okay," he said to me. "Get down on your knees and suck Jack's cock."
"Oh, come on," I said, scared and excited. "We never said anything about that."
"You have to do whatever I want, right?" said Ray. "That's what I want."
Jack looked somewhat shocked but did not protest. He got up from the table in only his shorts, and walked towards me. I was naked and ordered to drop to my knees.
About to give Jack a blowjob, as the others looked on, my cock started to harden. I was determined not to chicken out or wimp out in front of the guys. To go through with it. The others had no idea about Luke and I was genuinely curious to see how they would react.
He looked down at me, his soft brown eyes smiling.
I opened the front of his shorts and took out his stiffening cock.
The guys were now totally silent, all intently watching us.
I took his cock in my hands and began to lick and suck on it, tasting Jack. If this was to be my forfeit, I could do it, this I could handle. Even though I had closed my eyes I could feel them looking at me. I ran my tongue along the whole length of Jack's dick, stroking him, taking him between my lips and sucking. I reached around behind him and slid my hands inside his shorts, cupping his tight buttocks in my hands. His hands were all over my head, stroking my cropped hair and shoulders, and then he was holding my head and started to move his hips and forth, fucking my mouth. As he began to lose his inhibitions, it became a head-fuck in every sense – raw and masculine. I responded by gripping hard onto his arse moaning as I sucked harder on his cock. I was so getting off on this, being watched by mates sucking cock. Not only that, it was obvious I was loving it.
I wondered if they thought I was gay?
I know, it is kind of an odd thought given what I was doing. I put it out of my mind and tightened my lips around his shaft as it plunged in and out of my mouth.
I heard movement and then felt a pair of hands on my naked arse. I opened my eyes but could not see who was behind me, fondling my arse, stroking my cock, and kissing me on the back of the neck. "MMMM!" I muffled in protest, but Jack said softly, "Shut the fuck up!" and there was a chuckle from the table. It was looking like I was going to have more than just Jack in my mouth. Perhaps I was about to be fucked into the bargain.
I took my mouth off Jack's cock and gasped, "What are you doing!"
"I told him he can do anything he wants." Ray murmured from the table.
Jack took his cock and pushed it back in my mouth and I tried not to think too much. I went back to sucking him off.
I moaned into Jack's crotch as he urged me on. I went on sucking, kissing, pulling on the hard cock in my mouth, keen to make him cum. Lube was now being smeared into my crack and I was no longer in any doubt that I was about to be fucked. Whether or not I wanted to be, I felt a stiff, lubed cock being stroked between my naked buttocks. Jack was fucking my face frantically as the guy behind me leaned into me, had the head of his shaft pressing into my arse.
He whispered into my ear "I'm gonna fuck you."
Only then did I realise who it was, Scott. I heard him spitting, smearing spit onto his hard cock, and again, this time smearing spit around my opening. He then slowly forced his cock into my hole and in penetrating me, I made the transition from being a semi-reluctant cocksucker to a total slut. Seeing Scott sliding his cock into my arse was too much for Jack who, grabbing my head, came hard into my mouth. I swallowed his cum, or as much of it as I could, slobbering and licking what remained off his cock while Scott worked my arse.
Jack pulled his cock out of my mouth, wiping it over my face, strings of cum running from my mouth as he stepped back from me. Scott was now fucking me with slow, deep thrusts. I moaned, pushing myself back onto him, really wanting him, wanting to engulf his thick cock with my arsehole. I bent forward, putting my hands on the floor, Scott holding onto my hips as he fucked my arse. I looked around at the other guys watching as I took it up the arse.
I had never felt so utterly used and violated. I had just taken a load in my mouth and now, a guy I had known for years, was fucking my arse. It felt so sensual and loving, dirty and nasty all at the same time that I didn't want it to stop. I kept my eyes closed and all too soon, he was bucking his hips into mine, fucking me roughly, and I gasped as he came in me, deep in my arse, his hot cum pulsing into me. A few hard final thrusts and then pulling me back hard onto his cock he stopped, staying inside me for a minute then gently pulling out. A load of his cum spilled out with his cock. I could feel his spunk trickling out of my anus, dripping down my crack and over my balls as I crouched on my hands and knees, my head hanging, panting for breath.
I had a brief moments rest before Michael came over and, unexpectedly lifting up my face, kissed me. Taking my face in his hands and putting his tongue in my mouth, his passionate kiss was as good as any I had ever had from a girl. After a minute or two of kissing, he knelt behind me, grabbed my hips and in a matter of seconds he was pushing his thick, cock into my anus. No need for lube as Scott's cum coated my insides. I was loving this, moaning and gasping with the pleasure and exertion of having another mate enter me.
It was dawning on me that every one of them was going to fuck my arse, and more importantly, I wanted them to. To be used like this, to be made the slut of their most sordid wank fantasies. I wanted them to cum over my naked body, cover my face with it, make me suck them off, bum-fuck me - all the things they'd always wanted to try, and had never been able to. I wanted them to live out their filthiest fantasies, to do things their girlfriends wouldn't let them do. I was their slut, for tonight anyway.
It felt good to give myself up to my friends like this. At last they were able to put their imaginations into action, because at last they had someone who was willing to let them.
Michael's penis wasn't long but it was thick, and the friction of having him inside me, even with the lube and Scott's cum, was almost overwhelming. Having held this position for quite a time, my legs were tiring and sure enough they gave. I dropped down in to a cobra position, reared up on my elbows and moaning harshly as Michael buggered me:
"Uh, uh fuck, oooh, ohh, ohhh, oh fuck..."
I opened my eyes, breathing fast and heavy, focused on the others still sitting around the table - Ray, staring fascinated at the spectacle of Michael fucking me on the rug before the fire, Jack looking flushed and sated and Scott knocking back another shot of vodka. Luke, smiling at me, took a gulp of wine and continued to enjoy the entertainment. I wondered if he had had any idea the night would go this way. Surely, he could ot have expected it to pan out this way.
I was now lying prone with Michael mounted on top of me, his cock pushing deep into the cleft of my buttocks, my own cock grinding against the thick rug. He wasn't fucking me the slow, deep, sensual way Scott had. He had just grabbed me and mounted me like an animal, and now he was thinking only of his own pleasure, ruthlessly buggering me in fast, rough strokes. I remember thinking that this was what it must be like to be raped.
"Oh yeah...yeah...yeah! Oh mate!" He gasped as the first shot of cum pumped into me, and I hissed "Oooh yessss!" as I felt more cum shoot inside of me.
Face down on the rug, I pushed my hips back and upwards into his groin, milking the last of his cum from his swollen cock.
I lay with my face buried in the rug, breathing heavily. Michael gingerly withdrew his softening penis and gave my arse a stinging slap.
I heard footsteps and I raised my sweat covered face. Ray, the winner of the game, was standing by my head, looking down at me where I lay naked in the firelight.
"Pick him up," he said.
Scott and Luke came over, grabbed me under my armpits and lifted me onto my knees. Ray looked me over, my ribcage rising and falling, a thread of Jack's cum cooling on my lips, my cock swaying, half-erect, between my thighs.
"Do you want more?" he asked me.
"Yes," I whispered.
"You want to get fucked again? You want to get fucked by every single one of us?"
"Yes," I said, staring at him, imploring him to use me.
All eyes were on me, the friend they had known so well for years, being used in the most intimate way and loving it.
Luke grabbed me and kissed me, his hands groping me all over, and I moaned inside his mouth as he gathered my naked body up against him. I closed my eyes. He was reaching down into the crack of my arse. I shuddered as Luke found my arse hole, moving a finger around the ring and pushing gobs of cum back into my anus, lubing me up once more.
Luke's body was warm beneath the t-shirt he still wore. While kissing me, he caressed every inch of my naked body, making me give up every part of myself to him.
"You're fucking beautiful," he whispered into my ear as he kissed my neck and throat. I opened my eyes, my head lolling, to see the others standing and watching as Luke pulled his fingers out of my arse and began pulling on my semi-erect prick, making me hard again.
Everyone was now horny as fuck. Michael walked over to Jack and pulled his boxers down over his hips, stripping him. Jack gasped and turned to face Michael, putting his arms around his shoulders, drawing him in and kissing him. Scott joined them and standing behind Jack, taking his cock out of his jockey shorts and pushing it in to the cleft of Jack's narrow arse. From time to time each of them turned to glance at Luke and myself.
Luke's strong arms went around my waist and he locked his fingers under my arse. I lifted my feet off the floor and wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me across the room in that position, wrapped around him. Being strong, he had no problem picking me setting me down on the sofa. I un-wrapped my legs from around his waist which he grabbed and pushed into my chest, my arse now fully exposed to him.
I stared up at him as he grasped my cock and pulled on it lovingly, smiling, he then slid his hand down over my balls and into the cleft of my buttocks, fingering my anus. Leaning back, he reached into his boxers, taking out his cock.
I could hear panting coming from across the room, and then I heard Michael groan "Oh, fuck!"
I smiled at Luke "It's not just me that gets to enjoy your poker nights".
Michael was bent over a chair and Jack was holding his hips, pushing into him. Now Michael was being buggered by Jack, just like I'd been. But while he was fucking Michael, Jack was watching Luke and me and I sensed that he had only taken Michael because I was currently claimed by Luke.
I looked back at Luke and he was looking down at me with a grin. "See what we started," he said, and then he took his cock in his hand and he guided it to my slippery hole, pushing himself into me.
With my knees against my chest, Luke started to push his cock into me. For a third time my arse was being penetrated. Luke started to fuck me, stretching the muscle of my anus, filling me, looking into my eyes, said softly, "You okay?"
"Yeah," I replied, "oh, God, yeah. Just... Just don't stop... Oh... Fuck me."
I knew Luke didn't need encouragement. He seemed to go further and further into me with each stroke, until I was totally impaled on his thick meat. I clenched my teeth and breathed harshly, my eyes shut tight, as Luke ploughed into my rectum, fucking me deeper and murmuring to me about how cute I was, how I was doing great, how I had a gorgeous arse and how good it felt to be fucking me. Every time he sank into me, his balls would slap my arse.
I found myself wondering what Tina would think if she knew her boyfriend had submit to his best friends let them fuck him up the arse. Then I fantasised about Luke doing to Tina what he was doing to me now. I had an image of her lying naked on her back moaning while Luke stuffed his cock up her arse. It aroused me so much that I felt myself about to cum.
Luke could tell how aroused I was because my penis was rock hard, bouncing on my belly, and I was moaning loudly,
"Oh! Oh God, yeah! Oh, please! Please! Fuck my arse! Fuck my arse...ooohh!"
He started thrashing in and out of me, really fast and strong, and he muttered,
"Go on, go on, mate, cum for me, go on, you can do it, you can do it."
I clenched my teeth as I felt myself about to cum. I held it back for as long as possible until I could no more and exploded, shooting cum over my belly and chest, so hard some even hit my face.
Seeing me cum, Luke growled and continued fucking my arse. As his pace quickened I could tell he was close to cumming and told him to, "Coat me".
With that he pulled out his cock and not a moment too soon. He grabbed the base of his cock and I watched as several streams of cum shot out, landing on my chest and hitting me on my neck and face. His body shook slightly as he dragged a clenched fist up the length of his cock, drawing out the last of his semen onto my chest. He now hung his head, panting for breath and collapsed down onto me kissing me hard and licking cum from around my lips. As we kissed, Luke ground his body against mine, coating the both of us in sweat and cum.
I felt totally sated; I had now been fucked by three men. But while I had had my own orgasm, I still wanted to finish the job - The pleasure of allowing myself to be used by all of them.
I turned my head. Michael and Jack were on the couch now, with Michael between Jack's legs the way Luke had been between mine, and they were fucking slowly and steadily. Jack was still the only other one of us who was completely naked.
"Ray?" said Luke. Ray was sitting at the table, drinking wine. "You want to take a turn?"
"I think it's only fair, don't you?"
I smiled at Ray.
"You can do whatever you want," I said. "Anything."
"Anything?" he said.
I nodded and smiled.
"Can we not do it in here?" he said, glancing at Michael and Jack on the couch.
"We don't have to," I assured him. Luke looked amused, and went into the kitchen. Ray got up and said, "Okay."
I grabbed a T-shirt from the floor and wiped as much of the cum from my body and from my arse. I got up slightly unsteadily and followed Ray out of the living room and up the stairs. He then led me into a bedroom and sat on the bed.
"This is Helen's bedroom," he said. I leaned against the doorframe, my arms folded, smiling. Helen was Luke's 16 year old sister. Ray went over to the chest of drawers and opened it, rummaging through Helen's underwear. He obviously knew what he was looking for and eventually pulled out a pair of black lace panties and held them out to me.
"Put them on," he said in a slightly odd tone. I smiled and shrugged. OK, so this is what he wants, for me to wear a pair of girl's panties. The panties were too small but with some manhandling I was able to get my cock and balls within the lace fabric of Helen's panties.
Ray went through more of the drawers and found a black cropped vest top and handed it to me. It was a bit of a struggle to pull it on and was tight across my chest. Now dressed in Helen's underwear, I then reclined on the bed, letting him get a good look at me. The tension in the room was palpable. There I was, dressed in the underwear of a teenage girl, about to live out Ray's most private sexual fantasy. He was trembling a little and sweating.
"God, you're gorgeous," he muttered.
"Thanks," I said softly.
"You're fucking gorgeous," he said hoarsely and cleared his throat. Playing the role, I pulled up my knees, hugging them, head tilted smiling coyly at him.
"You're good-looking too, you know," I said.
"What are you doing right now," he said. It took me a while to figure out the question and then realised that I was to play Helen.
"I'm at home in bed," I said, finally.
"Are you sleeping?"
I tried to imagine Helen lying in bed and decided I would spice it up a little.
"No," I said, "I'm touching myself."
Ray trembled some more. He sat on his shaking hands.
"Are you having a fantasy?" he said.
"Yeah," I said. "I'm imagining being kissed by a girl."
"Do you like girls, Helen?" he said tightly.
"Yes," I breathed.
"You like girls" he repeated.
He grabbed me and shoved me on my back, pulling the hem of the vest up. It was tight, and as my arms were lifted over my head it got stuck around my neck and covering most of my face so that I couldn't see. Ray began to caress my chest, running his hands over my imaginary breasts. He then squeezed and pinched my nipples.
"That's nice," I said "Play with my tits."
He brought his head to my chest and began sucking on my nipples. Unexpectedly, I was getting really turned on being the girl in Ray's fantasy.
With his freed hand, he finally managed to pull the vest off my face, but left it all twisted and knocked up around my upper arms, effectively leaving me unable to move my arms.
Ray then flipped me over onto my belly. I am sure that face down, my smooth arse in girlie panties, I could pass for the Tom-boyish Helen. Certainly for Ray, I was to be the girl of his fantasies. He ran his hands along my inner thigh and then massaged my smooth arse through the lace of the panties. Taking the waistband, he then pulled the panties down a little.
"You are so hot, Helen," he muttered, "So fucking hot. I'm gonna give it to you up your arse, you wait..."
"Oh no! Stop" I cried, playing the role to perfection.
Ray had crossed the line and was now completely lost in his fantasy. Taking the panties completely off, he pulled my buttocks apart and spat on my anus, although he barely needed to as I had been buggered three times already. He shoved a finger into me and then a second. I wriggled and gave a little girly whimper.
I managed to wriggle free enough from the vest to look around at Ray kneeling over me. My eyes widened. I'd seen Ray's cock before after PE in the showers and knew he was fairly well hung. But, I wasn't prepared for what it looked like erect... It was enormous. He spat again on to his cock, smearing it over his member so that it glistened in the soft light of Helen's room. He pushed my face back into the duvet and then I felt him mount my hips and the hot helmet of his prick rubbing at the slippery cleft of my arse. Ray wanted to fuck Helen so bad and because he couldn't have her, he was going to do it to me instead, my arse hole a substitute for Helen's pussy.
He grunted, shoving the stiff head of his penis into the socket of my arse. I sprawled nude underneath him on the bed as he forced himself into me, his entire length pushed into my hole. Helen's panties were tangled around one ankle, her vest still wrapped around my head, trapping my arms. Ray then started to fuck me. Slowly at first then faster and harder, his erect cock was much bigger than the other guys and with each of his thrusts kept going deeper. Along with a little pain and discomfort, waves of pleasure flooded through me. Ray didn't let up. He was like an animal, gripping my upper arms with an inescapable hold, forcing himself in, balls deep, every time. Playing the role, I cried and moaned with a mix of pain and pleasure.
"Take it, you little bitch," he gasped, and I didn't know if he was talking to me or Helen.
"Say you love my cock. Helen. Say it." He reached around pinching one of my nipples.
"OOOOH Yes!" I moaned as Ray kept on driving his member into my arse.
"Helen, say you like having my cock in your pussy!" he rasped into my ear.
"I love it," I moaned, "I love it. I love it... My pussy feels so good."
Saying it seemed to make it all the more true. Ray whispered "I love you, Helen" it to my ear and then groaned heavily as he came into my rectum. He kept on humping me for several minutes, forcing his dick into me, in and out of my cum-soaked arsehole. I whimpered with Helen's shame and humiliation. He squeezed my naked arse hard as he pushed his prick into my hole one last time. He then pulled out of me and rolled me over. Grabbing me, he pulled me up and ordered me to clean his cock. I opened my mouth and sucked his slimy cock and licked his balls until all traces of cum were gone.
Letting go of me, I fell back onto the bed as he left the room, leaving me sprawled face down, naked and still tangled up in Helen's vest. By now, I was exhausted and it was several minutes before I could pull myself together enough to roll over, sit up and remove Helen's underwear.
Had it got a little out of hand? I had no idea that Ray had such dark fantasies.
Was it was better that he had acted them out on me, rather than on Helen?
"You okay?" said a voice. I looked up; Jack was in the doorway. "He's always had a thing about her," Jack sighed.
"It wasn't that" I said. "I mean... Err... I didn't mind. But he wasn't doing it to me. I was Helen's substitute"
With a cheeky grin, Jack said "I guess it is my turn."
"I kinda thought so," I sai, smiling back. "I would only be fair."
He looked into my eyes and then leaned forward and kissed me. The tenderness a polar opposite of what had just happened with Ray. Jack gently caressed my cock and I felt myself getting hard yet again.
"You still up for it?" he said, raising his eyebrows.
"Well...you might want to be gentle with me," I giggled.
Jack gave my cock a squeeze, and I smiled, amazed at myself that I was so willing to let another man take me. Jack shut the door, stripped off and joined me on the bed.
"You've had the rest," he joked. "Now have the best."
He took my face in his hands and began to kiss me lying on top so that our cocks were pressed together. At first I was surprised as the other guys had mostly just wanted to fuck my arse. I'd assumed that was what they all wanted to do. But Jack was treating me not like a sex object, but like a lover. He was running his hands all over my body, and it felt incredibly intense. After only a few minutes I was gasping with desire. He caressed my neck, his lips kissing mine. Then his hand took hold of my cock and pulling on it gently as he started to passionately kiss me. I moaned softly. Jack moved down, kissing and licking my body as he did so until his lips reached my cock. As he wrapped his mouth around my hard member, I moaned, "Ohh, yeah." He began to lick and suck on me.
He took his time to pleasure me, licking, kissing and encircling my cock with his tongue. He then reached under my arse and probed my hole with a finger. His tongue was that of a virtuoso. He was making me feel all kinds of pleasure I'd never dreamed of. He parted my thighs and put his face between them and licked me, his tongue lapping the area between my balls and anus. I whimpered, "Oh, man, Jack, oh please, fuck me, please..."
"Not, yet! What's the rush?" he whispered, and took my balls in his mouth, letting them roll over his tongue.
"Oooh!" I sighed, my voice breaking slightly, and he pushed into my anus with a finger. I squirmed, desperate for him to enter me, to really fuck me, to really make me his the way the others had. He pushed a second and then a third finger into my moist hole. I moaned lightly as he slowly probed me. He pulled out and pushed at my buttocks a little and I eagerly rolled onto my stomach. I invitingly lifted up my arse, but he merely parted them with his hands and dragged his tongue over my sticky anus, still smeared with the other guy's cum.
My face buried in the pillow, I whispered "OOOH! Oh yeah! Oh please, please, Jack, please..."
I couldn't believe it. He kept doing it, licking my arse with his tongue, snuffling his face between my naked buttocks. I then felt his tongue pushing into me a little which made me even more so agonisingly horny. I clenched my teeth and groaned into the pillow. Jack seemed to be feeling it too, for he moved up from my arse, his tongue stitching a line of kisses up my back until he was at long last mounted on my naked hips. He slid his cock easily between my greasy buttocks, but still did not enter me.
He kissed the back of my head and I moaned as he slowly, sensuously worked his long, beautiful cock into the tingling, pulsing socket of my arse. I lay on my belly, pierced by Jack's penis, and I wanted nothing else than to be there and at that moment. I was making indescribable noises as he eased his cock in and out of me, fucking me long and slow and hard, kissing me as he did so, murmuring in my ear about how sexy I was. At that moment I came. A few moments later, I felt him cumming deliciously inside me and I was wonderfully satisfied and content.
He pulled out of me, got off and curled up next to me. Only then did I realise how completely exhausted I was. I'd been fucked five times, the emotional intensity of it had been as draining as the physical exertion. My arse pleasantly ached and was slimy with cum. I had wantonly allowed my mates to turn me into a panting, whimpering slut. And, I loved it.
"I don't know anything anymore," I murmured sleepily as Jack cradled me in his arms.
"What do you mean?" he replied.
"I mean, am I straight, am I gay, who fucking knows. One thing is for sure, that was the most amazing night of my life. But I know that next time I walk down a street, I'm gonna be looking at the girls' arses, not the guys'."
"Yeah, whatever you say. It's your choice, mate," he chuckled and squeezed my arse.
I don't remember anything after that I was so knackered that I dropped straight off.
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