This story takes place during my single days in Amsterdam.
Cast (names changed, of course):
- Me - early 30s, East Asian (Chinese-Filipino), 6 inch cut cock, lean
with a big chest
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Maarten - late 30s, white Dutch, 6 inch cut cock,
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Charlie - early 30s, black Dutch guy, 6.5 inch cut cock, chunky
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Moussa - Senegalese guy, power bottom, cut
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Fernando - Brazilian, 6.5 inches, uncut
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Benoit - white Belgian, 7.5 inches, uncut
Maarten and I had fucked around a bit before, and we had a sort of friendship going. We both agreed that smaller groups, like 6 guys, were ideal - we'd been to one with 15 guys a few weeks before, and it had been overwhelming.
When I got to Maarten's place, Charlie and Benoit were already there. Charlie was in full top mode today, and he was plowing a gasping Benoit on the floor.
"Save some for me," I joked as I stripped down and said hi to Maarten by grabbing his dick. I knelt down in front of him and began sucking it. "I missed this," I whispered, as I enveloped his familiar dick in my mouth.
Charlie was fucking Benoit behind me, and Charlie greedily began slapping my ass cheeks. "I missed your fat, bouncy ass," he growled. Benoit licked his lips; Maarten pushed me down gently so I sat on Benoit's face. I gasped as Benoit made love to my asshole, while Maarten sucked my dick.
"What a welcome," I smiled. We soon rearranged ourselves; Benoit and I 69ed, and boy was Benoit's dick a mouthful. Like Charlie, Benoit had fucked me before - but unlike Charlie, Benoit had been gentle. Charlie continued fucking Benoit, while Maarten ate my ass out some more. When he stopped, I opened my legs wider - I knew what was coming. And indeed, soon, his nice hard cut cock entered me. I was in heaven; Maarten was hitting my prostate while Benoit was slobbering over my dick.
After a few minutes, Charlie signalled a switch. Benoit and I sighed as our asses were emptied; then Charlie fucked me, and Maarten fucked Benoit. Although Charlie was only a bit bigger than Maarten, he was much rougher, and I soon had to ask for a break. As Charlie reluctantly popped out of my ass, I lay behind Maarten and entered him. "Oh yeah," Maarten gasped; his own dick was still inside Benoit. He began pumping like a madman, driving my dick deep inside him as he ravaged Benoit, who was sucking Charlie.
The doorbell rang, and Maarten sighed. "Host duties," he said. He extricated himself from our tangle. My hard dick wanted to nest somewhere, so I drove it into Benoit, who sighed. Maarten and I were the same size, so I didn't even think twice.
Charlie broke off to say hi to the newcomer, Moussa. Benoit and I both waved... then Benoit told me to stop. "I don't want to cum yet," he sighed. He excused himself to clean up.
I shook hands with Moussa, who promptly knelt down and grabbed my dick, and Charlie's. "Mmm, nice and hard and lubed up," Moussa said as he looked up at us. "Fuck me, both of you!"
He didn't have to ask twice. Charlie lay down, his fat dick sticking straight up. Moussa sat on it, legs wide open, facing me. I knelt down and pushed my dick into Moussa's hole, and we all three moaned as two hard cocks began pumping. Fuck, I missed this. Charlie and I had double-fucked other guys before, so I was familiar with his rhythm, and he with mine.
Not to be left out, Maarten knelt behind me and began kissing my hole as I thrust. I let him tongue my ass for a bit; I was getting really turned on.
"Do it," I said. Maarten eagerly entered me. This time, I was doing the thrusting, so he tried to steady himself.
"Too heavy!" Charlie complained. He was saved by the doorbell ringing. "That's probably Fernando, late as always," Maarten muttered. Maarten popped out of my ass.
"Now we can get serious," I growled as I changed my angle, pushing Moussa up. I began to plow in and out more quickly; Charlie had to stop thrusting, I was going so fast.
"Love it," Fernando said as he waltzed in. "Mind if I join?" he positioned himself between me and Moussa; I ate his ass while Moussa sucked his dick.
This went on for a bit, then we all needed a break. Benoit had finished cleaning up, too. We soon reconfigured; Charlie fucked Fernando while Fernando fucked Moussa; and Maarten, Benoit and I formed a suck-chain.
That didn't last long; Benoit couldn't stand having his ass empty. This time, Maarten and I lay balls-to-balls, and Benoit lowered himself on us. As we were about the same size, it worked well for us. I saw that the other three had shifted too, with Charlie and Fernando double-stuffing Moussa.
I don't clearly remember the rest of the night, other than that Moussa was a pure power bottom . Charlie also declined to bottom, saying he had back pain - I was slightly disappointed, as I had fucked him once, and his ass was hell tight. But I got to fuck Fernando, and Maarten, and Moussa, and Benoit - so I was happy. And both Fernando and Benoit got to fuck me for a bit, too.
It was around 6am when Maarten said the party had to end. So we all got in one long train:
Moussa, then Benoit, then Maarten, then Fernando, then me, then Charlie. I don't remember who came first, either; just that Fernando was suddenly shouting he was coming, and his ass clamped down on my dick, and I spurted soon after. This drove Charlie wild, and he creamed me, too.
And Charlie, as a sorry for not bottoming, went and ate everyone's asses one last time as a thank you.
I still remember the long bus ride home - Charlie and I took the same bus. I definitely slept very soundly once I reached home.