Oh, What Males Will Do When IT Gets Hard!
There are many ways to calm your groin when the urge strikes. You can jack off, you can connect to another man and do something you both enjoy, be it manually, orally, by penetrating his manhole , or by letting him penetrate yours. You may connect with two guys or with three, or more and stage a real orgy, or finally you can join others in a group specifically devoted to masturbation, in which everyone either jacks himself off, or jacks off another guy who either leans back and enjoys having his cock worshiped, or he too worships yet another guy's cock, for there is something to be said about holding a hard cock in your hand, or in your mouth.
I heard of such a group and I joined it. We were a bunch of guys, naked from the waist down, seated on a sofa and on some chairs arranged in such a way that each of us had a view of the gay porn on the TV screen. Yes, we all had such a view, but none of us actually looked at the TV. With numerous hard cocks on display, there was enough to watch live. There was this trucker, a fortyish fellow with an energetic face and a beautiful tanned body, not overworked at the gym. He was stroking at a moderate pace, but must have been doing so for quite some time, certainly from before my arrival. Suddenly he started moaning, accelerated his stroke and asked for the cum-bucket, a big spherical glass bowl with a grey gooey liquid at the bottom. He got up from his chair, his neighbor held the bucket in front of his piss-slit, and we all joined a chorus of "Shoot your load." Emitting a loud sound he sprayed in four squirts his man-juice in the bowl. As soon as he was done, a big smile swept across his face, and he sat down again and resumed stroking his now flaccid dick.
Right after the trucker had reaped his jizzing reward, a young chubby fellow, somewhat of a nerd, asked for the bucket and squirted his transparent cum in it. When done, he put his right index finger in the bucket and then took it in his mouth to enjoy the taste of his own cum and of the cum of his predecessors. We all laughed. The chubby guy got up and went in the bathroom to dress. A few minutes later he was leaving fulfilled and a bit taken aback by our laughter, though not too sensitive about it, he must have been used to this kind of reception. In the end, after all, he had found delicious that taste of well-blended cum.
Barely had the chubby fellow left, than a very handsome Hispanic man in his early twenties came to claim his place, tense with sexual desire. He had not removed his black tight briefs through which he was massaging an imprisoned and yet soft large cock. I turned to him and asked him, "Aren't you going to show us what is hidden in those briefs?" He responded to my question by pulling his briefs down to his ankles, taking the freed organ in his right hand, and giving it a few strokes. It obediently rose to full size and he gave me an inquisitive look. By this he could have meant, "Is this big enough for you?" or he could have been inviting me to start jacking it. I decided that he must have meant the latter and knelt down in front of him, pushed away his own hand and started stroking that beautiful big organ. There was total silence in our group, everyone knew this was something we all like to do. The Hispanic was very horny. He leant back in his chair and a couple of minutes later announced "I am about to cum." The truck driver and another fellow, a balding fiftyish gent, got up together to hold the cum-bucket, each providing one hand for this task, and with the other beating their meat with the right pressure and speed. The Hispanic's cock suddenly squirted five jets of hot cum which raced past the bucket and landed in my face and on the calves of the bucket holders. As if by prearrangement, everybody started clapping, and the Hispanic feigning embarrassment took his cock in his own hand, wiped off the cum and offered it to me to taste. I accepted and the very saltiness of that taste almost made me cum too. I stood up and started rapidly jacking my hard-on, and the truck driver put down the bucket and moved behind me. From there he took over and was jacking me as if he were jacking himself. He also applied to my cock the right pressure, and the right speed, rested his head on my shoulder and whispered in my ear, "Please fill my hand with your jizz." It took less than another minute before I heeded his request and shot a big load in his hand. Pleased, he smeared it all on his chest and started caressing his cum-covered nipples. His hard-on was visibly growing and the Hispanic fellow got up from his seat, knelt down and started sucking the truck driver off.
In the midst of this so naturally developing sequence of events, the bell rang and our naked host opened the door to a young, at most twenty years-old, student at the college of this suburb. He was thin and maybe six foot tall and rather pale. It was not clear that he knew what he was expected to do here, but he did know. In no time at all he joined us naked, and became the center of attention. His cock was some eight-inches long, though quite thin. Barely had he started to give his cock the kind of attention it was asking for and well deserved, than the host knelt down before the student's seat and took that long cock in his mouth. Given its size, he had no difficulty deep-throating it, and this elicited a sequence of extreme pleasure moans from the student. Obviously unaccustomed to such marvels, the student came in the host's throat.
I asked him whether he had come out as gay. He answered that he was not gay just "bicurious." I could believe that he was bi, but, come on, it was rather clear to us all that he was well enough versed in this marvelous way guys pleasure guys, that whatever curiosity he might have had when he started enjoying the cocks, mouths, asses and hands of men, must have been dispelled by now. To make his status clear to all of us, he mentioned that he was engaged and was going to get married in two weeks to his father's boss's daughter.
"Have you fucked her already?" I asked him.
"Yes!" he forcefully answered, but could not hide the laughter that overcame him.
"What do you prefer, her cunt or to suck a hard cock while someone jacks you off?" I went on.
"That isn't a fair question, because when I fuck her, I shut my eyes and imagine I have a cock in my hand. If I couldn't hold on to this fantasy, I would lose my erection, and be embarrassed. The cunt itself leaves me cold."
"Isn't that a precarious foundation for a marriage?"
"It is, but once I sire a child, I will divorce her. I'll invent a good reason. Then I'll move away to where my parents lose touch with me and enjoy the good life with lots of beautiful cocks. Now, if my father knew, he would shoot me, believe me. He owns a gun." At this confession his demeanor changed and tears came in his eyes. I walked up to him, pulled him close to me, hugged him and gave him a deep kiss. Our tongues fought the battle of men's pleasure. I had him bend over the table on which the cum-bucket had been placed with the by now higher cum level, and I started fingering his hole. From his excited pleasure-expecting reaction to this gesture, it was clear to me that this "bicurious" fellow's manhole was far from virgin. I pushed my hard cock in it and he tightened his ass and was moving it receptively. The truck driver knelt down, took the student's hard cock in one hand, while rubbing himself with the other. Our host started spanking the student's bubble butt. After some ten minutes of this action, I pulled out and the Hispanic fellow pushed his hard-on into the student's ass. I was rubbing my hard-on and the host and another member of the group came to me and together started licking my shaft. Give it another five minutes and cum was flowing, everywhere, even the cum-bucket spilled, it was a real flood. It was the joint ecstasy of males, it was what cocks ultimately harden for.