Gio jacked the sopping head of his rock hard cock as sweat poured down his hairy chest and desperate groans escaped his lips. He was so erect and close to cumming that it hurt, as he stroked his sizable uncut salami during the candlelit circle jerk in the basement of the Alpha Alpha Alpha frat house. Looking to one side, he saw his studly cousin Matteo, near-twin of Gio himself, directing the action.
"Okay, bros!" called Matteo, giving his enormous pecker a spectacular five knuckle shuffle, "you know what time it is."
All at once, the fifteen or so wanking frat boys, each of them muscular beyond all reason and completely naked aside from a black domino mask over their eyes began to intone the same words while keeping their gazes fixed on the horned half-goat half-man statue hanging above them.
"Oh Pan, god of all this is depraved and wicked, bless us with your power, bring us your carnal delights..."
The supplication continued, a well-practiced component of this strange erotic ceremony the likes of which Gio could make neither heads nor tails of. Even as the butterflies danced in his stomach, he kept thinking about the crazy hot sex-capades he'd gotten up to in the past week; that raunchy threesome in the shower with his cousin and a ripped gym stranger almost immediately followed by a second menage a trois with two beefy firemen. Gio hadn't found himself entangled in further fun after that point, but he noticed how handsome men of all stripe kept turning their eyes towards him, licking their lips, and running their fingers absentmindedly across their crotches. Could it really have all been because of this magical ritual?
Gio's reveries were interrupted by a hand being placed on his plump asscheeks and a finger wriggling ever so slightly into his sensitive puck. Turning, he saw his roommate Derrick winking at him. Derrick was bald, beautiful, built like a linebacker, and had one of the biggest wangs in the crew, a mammoth monster drenched in a steady stream of precum that drizzled out past his foreskin and trickled over his colossal low-hanging nuts. Matteo told Gio that sex between Alpha frat bros was strictly off limits but Gio had noticed that Derrick took almost every opportunity to flirt with him, giving Gio steamy looks while patting him in inappropriate places. (And there was that time Gio had eaten Derrick's hole at his request, did that count as sex?)
Next to Derrick stood Alexis the husky Russian redhead, tallest of the frat bros and the one with the most commanding cock. Gio couldn't help watching as Alexis pulled his spectacular pud, his veiny baby maker pulsating with power as his massive balls bonged back and forth between his thick thighs. Gio wanted nothing more than to get on his knees before that Slavic giant and wrap his lips around Alexis' mighty uncut mondo dong, drinking that pre-jizz until he couldn't remember his name anymore. What Gio wouldn't give to get dicked down by every single one of the handsome hunks around him, to feel their titanic bazookas banging away at his backdoor until they each shot huge loads inside him. Fuck, he was so goddamn close to splooging... when was Matteo going to give the word?
"Unnff, cuz," Matteo said, nuzzling his lips against Gio's neck, "feelings so freaking good to jack with you and the bros. Can almost taste that sacred masculine energy we're passing back and forth between us. I just want to stay in this moment forever with you."
Off on Gio's other side, Derrick slipped his meaty finger deeper into Gio's crack, opening up his fundament and stimulating his rear tunnel.
"Glllppp," said Gio, feeling himself redden. "I'm really close, cuz... like really, really close..."
"Aw hell yeah," Matteo responded. "Same here. Hrrmmfff.... make sure you spray me when you nut."
From across the circle, another of the frat bros achieved his climax, a gargantuan geyser of fresh dulce de dick blossoming forth from his colossal cock-tip. Instantly, the smell of semen was in the air, mixing with the BO and ball stank of the boys and sharpening all their senses. Salty spunk splattered against Gio's hairy hide and his own nutsac contracted towards his crotch.
"I'm gonna blow!" shouted another bro, releasing a fountain of raw ejaculate in sticky ropes that covered several of his nearest co-circle-jerkers.
"Me toooooo!" moaned another frat bro, showering every single one of them in rapid bursts of hot white jissom.
One by one, the Alpha Alpha Alpha fraternity members orgasmed, launching load after load of saucy ball goo all around the circle. Gio's own climax neared and he whimpered and watched as first Alexis, then Derrick, then Matteo each gushed out generous helpings of hot nut that arced into the air and splattered the crowd with creamy cum. Finally, Gio freed his own raging beast, roaring as his entire body shook and he blasted out a giant shot of schlong froth, followed by a second burst, then a third, a fourth, a fifth, a sixth and then Gio lost count as he nearly blacked out and continued covering his fellow frat bros in his discharge.
In his post-orgasmic daze, he watched his comrades high-fiving and chest bumping each other while awash in pearly dude juice. A moment of mental clarity suffused his mind. Why had he waited for his cousin's command before nutting? Had Matteo cast some kind of extra spell on him? Just how did the rules of this whole thing work? Matteo had said the magic only captivated those who'd gone Greek in college but Gio had no idea if those firemen had been frat bros at any point in their lives. And then what about all the other sexy men who kept eyeing him up and down all the time? His head spun as he took an offered towel and got ready to hit the showers.
The next day, Gio was walking out of class, horny beyond all belief. His balls were tingling, his hole was twitching, and his boner just wouldn't calm down. Even though he'd tucked his demanding hog behind his waistband, he felt embarrassed knowing that the crotch of his pants were bulging outward. Students kept whispering to one another as he walked past.
Somehow, he ended up at the aquatic park by campus. The sun was shining overhead, baking the concrete path on which he walked. To one side, the crew team was practicing their rowing, each muscle-bound college jock shirtless and dripping sweat. Gio could almost smell the stank of their armpits carry across the water as the coxswain yelled, "Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!" What Gio wouldn't give to be stroking off all those foxy hunks and then bend over so they could run a steamy fuck train on his quivering puck. Damn, why the hell was he so horned up right now?
The aquatic park also contained a frisbee golf course. Gio had seen the stoner boys lighting up doobies and tossing off their whirling discs towards the chain baskets. He'd never really understood the appeal of the game but now, watching some red-eyed dreadlocked bombshells gathered in small groups, he couldn't help but want to join them in the hopes that they might let him suck their cocks. A set of train tracks ran near the frisbee golf course and Gio had heard... rumors... about what went down there. An old school cruising ground, somebody in one of his classes had called it. His feet began carrying him toward a dense line of trees and bushes, the perfect place to hide any kind of illicit activity.
"Hey!" yelled a voice. "You're not allowed to be here."
Turning, Gio was face-to-face once again with that stunning hippie stud, with his long blond hair and enchanting green eyes. Dude was looking extra Jesus-y today, his beard a little unkempt, his Birkenstocks faded, and his crotch covered in a pair of tiny brown shorts made from some kind of natural fiber. His skin was deeply tanned and his bare upper body was just breathtaking, a hairy chiseled chest, perfect pecs, rock hard abs, and bulging arms. In the heat of the day, Gio could smell his ravishing BO as well as a faint scent of ball stank rising from his loins.
"Huh?" Gio said, agog at this magnificent creature.
"This place is off limits to your kind," replied the hippie. "I already saw you the other day at the climbing gym with your twin brother or whatever. These are my hunting grounds, not yours."
Gio's tongue was frozen in his mouth. He looked this exquisite babe over from shaggy head to furry calves, his eyes resting for quite some time on the pronounced package the guy was sporting in his skimpy shorts. Gio could make out the contours of his dong, which looked large, thick, and uncut.
The guy snapped his fingers. "Did you hear me, compadre? I told you to get out."
"L-listen," stammered Gio, "I'm really sorry if I'm intruding somewhere I'm not supposed to be. But nobody told me any of these rules."
The hippie crossed his hirsute arms in front of his chest. Gio wanted to stick his face in between those bouncy fuzzy pecs.
"What's your name?" the guy asked.
"Gio."
A calloused palm reached out. "Blaise."
The hippie's face remained guarded even as they shook hands.
"Then, you must be new around here?" Blaise asked.
Gio nodded.
"But you've got the power running through you. I can feel my wang stiffening just standing in front of you. And my hole is practically begging to get reamed by that massive cannon you're smuggling down there."
Gio's own loins were coursing with excess energy, though he couldn't tell if that was just because his horniness levels were already off the charts.
"What do you mean by 'power'?" he asked.
Blaise shook his head. "Man, they really didn't explain anything, did they? Want to hit this blunt? It'll be easier to explain that way."
The two of them walked off to sit beneath a tree. Even in its shade, Gio was overheated and he decided to shuck off his shirt. Blaise's captivating green eyes lingered on Gio's body as he languidly lit a scented spliff and took a hit. He handed the cheroot to Gio.
"The power is all around us," Blaise said, allowing smoke to curl from between his lips and frame his seductive face. "It's in everything: You, me, this tree, even this blunt."
As Gio's lungs filled with hot smoke, he tried to follow Blaise's words, though he wasn't entirely certain what they meant. The main thing he was paying attention to was the odor rising from the hippie's body, which smelled very reminiscent of the weed he was smoking.
"Cchugh! Ccchugh!" Gio said, coughing from the hit.
"Easy, partner," Blaise said. "I see you're still a bit inexperienced."
All Gio could do was blush.
"Sex is one of the most primal parts of our lives," Blaise went on. "By tapping into that deeper and more fundamental aspect of reality, we can mold it as we see fit."
With the THC clogging up his gray matter, Gio was having trouble keeping everything straight. All he could follow was the movement of Blaise's beautiful lips and picture them wrapping around the major wood he was now sporting. Inside his jeans, a slick of raw ball cream dripped from his dick tip.
"You can... shape reality?" Gio asked.
Blaise gave him a sharp-toothed grin. ""Our minds are not separate from the world around us. We are already all united."
Stoned out of his gourd, Gio couldn't help but reach out his hand to paw at the magnificent pelt of fur on Blaise's chest, where an amethyst talisman hung from a chain.
"I want... to unite with you..." he whispered.
In an instant, his hand was smacked away.
"Hey, man," Blaise said, blazing with anger. "Don't try to use the power on me. Your frat brother's rituals are corrupt and the antithesis of everything I believe in. I'll never have sex with anyone who perverts the power in that way."
With that, he stood up and stormed off, leaving Gio to stare bewildered at the space where he'd been. Feeling awful, Gio put his head in his hands. Now he was both high as a kite and randy beyond all reason. The raging hormones coursing through his body seemed to grow even more urgent. What was he supposed to do now? He needed to get his rocks off and he needed it to happen right away.
"Pssst," said a voice.
The Italian college boy turned his head. There, in the bushes, stood Alexis, his redheaded Russian house mate. Alexis' pants were down around his ankles and his supreme heinie reamer stood out straight and dripping with precum. A thick nest of ginger pubes framed his low-hanging balls. The Russian's cock-head peeked out from its luscious foreskin, twitching and swelling enticingly. A heady bouquet, reminiscent of locker rooms and fresh cut grass, wafted over from Alexis' loins. In his totally goofed state, Gio could do nothing but stumble over and stand in front of that virile god.
Alexis was a man of few words. With a mischievous grin, he stuck out his tongue and placed a hand on Gio's head, pushing him down to his knees. Face to face with the Russian's immense wang, Gio gasped. That thing was so hard and thick it looked hazardous, girthy enough to really hurt if it smacked you across the cheeks. Wasting no time, Alexis shoved Gio's nose forward, forcing him directly into that hairy ballsac, where Gio inhaled the scent of dude with zeal. How hidden were they from the frisbee golf field? Was anybody able to see them? Gio's brain could barely register such thoughts before Alexis was repeatedly whapping his face with those king-kong-size nuts, causing Gio to moan in ecstasy. God it felt so good to be dominated by such a divine slugger and nuts!
"Open up," Alexis growled, looking down at Gio with his piercing hazel eyes.
The frat boy did as commanded and Alexis rammed his elephantine erection straight down Gio's throat.
"Mmmhhhfgghh!" Gio said, gagging on that phenomenal prong.
Alexis went into beast mode, face-fucking Gio to within an inch of his life, just slamming his gargantuan gonzo schlong over and over again into Gio's gullet. Gio took the assault as if it were a sacrament, a holy donging that fulfilled needs he barely knew he had before this moment. With his craw stretched to the maximum, crammed full of such stupendous pipe, Gio realized he was an instrument meant to be used by men, to receive their hallowed ministrations in his every hole until he could no longer think straight.
Somehow, Alexis' clothes had come off. Looking up, Gio could see the perfect landscape of the Russian's fuzzy abs and pecs, the muscular mounds of his shoulders and biceps and the gratifying smile on Alexis' face that let Gio know he was being a good boy by guzzling that superlative sausage in his tender throat. Gio's own shirt and pants had disappeared at some point as well and he watched as Alexis leaned over, spit on his fingers, and then parted Gio's hairy buttcheeks before whistling at somebody behind Gio.
Peeking from the corners of his eyes, Gio spotted a new entrant, some bearded guy wearing a trucker hat, his flannel shirt opened to reveal a broad and furry belly and well-developed chest. The stranger shucked his cut-off jean shorts, revealing an enormous uncut johnson sodden with precum. Gio grunted as the guy lobbed another gob of spit on his exposed puck. In an instant, the dude had mounted him, shoving his monumental pecker straight into Gio's keister. Gio's backdoor was reamed with expert proficiency, his sphincter stretched in such an amazing way that Gio's raging erection released two shots of hot skeet just from the joy of being banged by such a ridonkulous monster. With Alexis corking him from the front and the stranger taking him from behind, Gio felt fulfilled in a way he'd never experienced before and he wondered if anything in life could ever be better than this.
"Fuck... that's such a good hole," the man plowing Gio's rear said, grunting and whimpering like a worshiper in paradise. "Shit... I'M GONNA BLOWWWWW!!!"
And with that, Gio felt a surge of warm sticky goo flood his back channel, an outpouring so copious that it came streaming out his crack. Lost in cockhound mode, Gio wished that such pleasures wouldn't end and so was delighted when he spotted a gaggle of frisbee golf hippies walking up and pulling out their mammoth stiffies while grinning wildly.
"Welcome," Alexis said, nodding at the newcomers. He tapped Gio on the chin, telling him to stop choking on his gigantic dong. While Gio didn't want to let that tremendous prize go, he trusted Alexis to be acting in his best interest.
The four hippies, each of them model gorgeous and chiseled as bodybuilders, helped Alexis to scoop Gio up, working together to hold him as they pried apart his legs. Gio was surrounded by shaggy boys with fuzzy chests and colossal uncut cocks, their bodies dripping with sweat and giving off the most amazing masculine fragrance on the planet. One of the hippies, he with the longest dreadlocks and the most beautiful brown eyes, positioned himself between Gio's knees and instantly thrust his monumental hog into Gio's cum-filled hole.
"DANNGGGG!" cried the hippie, throwing back his head as he began to pound Gio's puck like a champ. "This shit is preeeemo!"
As the remaining guys beat their batons against Gio's body, their passed around a giant doobie. Gio watched as Alexis took a huge hit and then leaned over to blow the smoke in Gio's face, shotgunning him into a realm far beyond rational thought. The guys were all eager to savor their new submissive and breedable conquest and so they passed Gio around like a spliff, taking turns in his well-used opening and making Gio's body vibrate with joy. As Alexis' turn came up, and he pushed his gigantic cock in Gio's pliable puck, Gio felt a sense of unification with something greater than himself, the connection between bodies and minds and desires and paradise. He wanted to stay in that moment forever, to experience nothing beyond the immediacy and intimacy of hot guy on guy action.
"GHNNNNHHH!" grunted Alexis, unloading a fresh helping of dong sauce into Gio's caboose. Even though the Russian pulled out, he remained crazily erect, giving himself a moment to recover while the hippies took turns into Gio's rear exit.
A little ways beyond their circle of fucking, Gio could see other men giving themselves to one another in the bushes, a full-on orgy of male gratification taking place at the edge of the aquatic park. Most of them were watching the action as Gio got repeatedly reamed and it turned him on even more to know that he was providing such a spectacular show to everyone nearby.
"HOLY FUCK! I'm GONNA SPLOOGE!" shouted the hippie currently banging Gio as he shot of a wad of raw nut into his dripping hole. He, too, remained ramrod hard even after cumming, the entourage of dudes encircling Gio so aroused that none could wait to climax again in that amazing outlet.
Gio lost track of time as Alexis and the hippies passed around his hole, each of them firing off significant helpings of jizz into his back channel, making out with him and rubbing their brawny bodies against his as they orgasmed. Gio's own dick released geysers of skeet, nearly all of it produced by anal stimulation alone and soon he found himself covered in his own cock chalk while filled with the fluid of multiple dudes. Things slowed down after everybody had finished several times and, eventually, Gio was placed on the grass with Alexis above him, the Russian's pharaonic dong stuffed into Gio's quivering derriere.
"Goddamn, bro," Alexis said through gritted teeth as sweat dripped from his face. "Your puck is so fucking fine. I never want to stop banging you."
Gio could do nothing but mewl with delight as Alexis continued his expert thrusting, yet another glob of nut nectar emerging from Gio's hard-on.
"Feels so fucking good..." Alexis moaned. "Dunno how much longer I can hold out..."
"Give it to me," Gio said. "Please, I need your nut."
One of the hippies, who apparently wasn't totally spent, got up behind Alexis and, in one smooth move, crammed his still-stiff salami into the Russian's asshole.
"OOOOOHHHHH!!!!" yelped Alexis.
"MMMFFNNNN!" said Gio.
"High five!" one of the hippie said, watching the action.
"So fucking hot," said another.
"Okay," whispered Alexis, staring into Gio's eyes. "Here it comes......."
And with that, Alexis, Gio, and the hippie all achieved a crazy climax at the same time, an astronomical orgasm that sent all three into the Milky Way, releasing renewed waves of freshly-churned boy batter into orifices as well as the empty air. Needy holes were filled. Brawny bodies became covered in even more jissom. Alexis collapsed atop Gio, making out with him and telling him what an amazing job he'd done.
"You're quite special, Gio," Alexis said.
"Dude, your ass is fantastic," agreed one of the hippies.
"Yeah," said his friend. "Can't wait to take another turn in there."
Laughing, Alexis looked back at their new comrades. "You can all come visit us as the Alpha Alpha Alpha frat. We'll gladly take care of you any day."
With a shit-eating grin, he turned to Gio, who felt a sense of warmth spreading through his chest. He understood that something was going on and he wasn't going to question it too much. Better to just ride the experience and see where the magic took him.
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