Six Pack After Work

By Christian .

Published on Mar 2, 2007

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Rain poured onto the small roof and along the eaves of the small outbuilding that had been converted into a slightly larger bathouse. It looked similar to the old, Roman ones with the deep, sunken baths and the dark, opaque windows that didn't dare let too much light in. There were side rooms where men cloistered together for whatever it was they came here for, the larger rooms for larger gatherings. That's where I was. I waited there in the darkened room, the overhead light a dull red that made everything seem as if it were slightly bloodied.

My jeans were torn at the knee. Not because that was the style but because I'd caught the knee on a nail as I was climbing over a fence the other night and ripped it. My shirt was at least two and a half days old and didn't smell too bad. I hadn't had the money to do laundry if I was going to eat and this was the cleanest of the ones I had left.

I saw my reflection in the outer window and didn't think I looked too bad. My blond hair was a bit messy but not bad and my eyes looked alive even though that was far from reality. I'd be fine, I was always "fine". I kicked my scuffed boots against the small frame of the "bed" and waited as the time rolled by like the rain on the roof.

The outer door opened and I saw them come inside. Each of them was wet and dressed in jeans, t-shirts and various denim jackets. As they came toward me, I noticed that they all looked as if they'd been carved from marble and in any other situation, would have been rather handsome. They weren't here to be admired, however. They were here for one purpose and worship was not it. One by one, they filed into the room and removed their jackets. From the way they easily discarded the wet items, it was obvious worship was not on the agenda, tonight.

"You here for us?" The one in the front said, a pair of light blue eyes clearly visible in the dark.

I nodded. They didn't want to hear me talk. That wasn't part of the plan.

"Cool." The second pair of eyes in the dark said and his hands went to the fly of his wet pants, unsnapping the first of the four buttons. "This is hot, dudes." He said, his green eyes flashing.

"Yeah," Echoed the blond beside of him, his movie-star good looks out of place here. "He's going to do anything we want."

"That's what we've paid for." The brunette next to him said, his face chiseled and set as if in stone with a smattering of day-old growth and dark eyes like that movie-star in that super-hero movie. "He's going to do anything."

The fifth guy said nothing but was pulling his pants off and revealing a stone-cut body. They all had this sort of build. Six-pack abs, movie-star looks and devastatingly beautiful. It was almost as if they weren't human and I liked that. It made what I was going to have to do easier. The sixth one was the one that worried me. He said little to anyone and was completely stripped down before the others even really thought about taking their clothes off.

Each of them moved to a small space to do this except him. He moved right to me and pulled me by the back of the neck to the floor, forcing me to kneel by the sheer force in his movements. Naked, he spread his legs and took hold of his cock, never leaving the back of my neck with his other hand. No words, just grunting and the pushing of his cock against my lips, which parted easily enough for his manhood. I swallowed expertly, letting the thing slide into my mouth and into my throat. I closed my eyes and moaned, exactly what they wanted me to do.

"Yeah, bitch." He said to me, his hips beginning to move against my mouth, forcing his length into me fully with each forward movement. He was so complete in his actions that his pubic hair brushed against my chin several times as he moved back and forth, his hand moving up and into my hair, catching hold of it to keep my head still. "No teeth, bitch," he said to me, still moving. "I want to get my rocks off, not get my dick scalped so no fucking teeth."

I did as he said, no teeth. Pursing my lips around his shaft, it slid smoothly and easily into my mouth, the length of it filling me and the width too much to say anything around. His actions became smooth and fluid, his hips working easily and rhythmically. Around us, his naked friends began to gather. I saw them from the corners of my eyes as he tilted my head in a way that would allow for maximum penetration of my mouth for the angle of his body.

"Damn, he likes it." The blonde said, referring to me and the swiftness that I took to the act. "Look at the fucking faggot. He likes this shit."

"Move over a bit," The brunette said, hooking his arm around his friend's shoulder and moving his own cock toward my mouth. "Let's feed him double. He has to get his money's worth, after all." He said with a smirk and a small laugh.

I opened my mouth wider, allowing for the second stalk of perfection. Together, they began to move in me, their balls slapping against one another as their shafts slid in a kind of alternating rhythm into my mouth.

"Hold his head." The brunette said and the blond moved behind me to do just that. "Yeah, now we can fuck his face without him going everywhere on us." The brunette said, increasing the thrust of his hips against my face as his friend did the same. Together, they began to fuck my face with their huge cocks, the veins of each thick and standing out in the light of the red bulb.

"The fucking fag likes that shit." The blond said again and the two face fuckers increased their movements. "Look at him take them both! You guys gonna nut in his mouth?"

"Oh yeah!" Said the big guy, his arm hooked around his friend's waist. "I have enough to drown the bastard."

The other said nothing as they continued to work themselves into and out of my mouth. Their pace was alternating and still a steady one. I forced my jaw open farther and took them both when they became a bit more focused on what was going to happen. The bigger of them moved closer, his legs going around his friend. His dick thickened in my mouth, even his friend felt it.

"Damn, dude! You're close!"

"Yeah I am -- and this little faggot's gonna swallow my load. That's what we paid for and he's going to fucking do it!" The bigger guy said and his meaty hand closed on the back of my head. "Yeah! Mother fucker -- here it is!" He roared. "Take my cum you fucking piece of shit faggot! Take that load!"

I felt it grease the sliding of the other cock, that never stopped moving. The flood of semen into my mouth only made the second cock slide easier into and out of my mouth. I concentrated on it, tightening my lips and shutting out the bigger guy's words. The second shaft tightened and I wondered if it was at the words, the action, a combination of the two or just because I knew how to suck cock whether it was one, two, or three at a time.

"Yeah, man!" The bigger man roared, holding his friend by the waist. "Give him that load, man! Do it! Fucking choke the cocksucker with it."

He would have to work pretty hard to do that. I'd been doing this a while and could take whatever they were willing to give me.

"Oh, fuck!" The brunette said as his body went rigid and he shot a hard load into my mouth, mingling with the other one. "Oh yeah, fuck that's good! SHIT!" he went on, emptying himself into my mouth.

"You guys gotta fucking try this dude." The bigger guy said, moving out of the way and letting the first one that spoke take his spot.

"Up for another one?" He asked rhetorically, his torso moving into the place where the other had been. "Open up and let me see that you swallowed.

We paid for you to take us all and swallow, right."

I opened my mouth to show I'd swallowed every drop, once the cocks in question had been removed.

"Yeah." Bright eyes said, his hand sliding into my hair and taking hold. His prick slipped into my mouth and again, I applied my lips and the pressure they were capable of. "Suck me off like you did my buddies, fucker. Suck that sweet stick and take the candy!" he said and I'm sure he thought he was sounding sexy.

His hips were rotating as he moved, his hand never leaving my hair. He was so sure in his own ability that he didn't even look down at me. He looked around at his friends and the way they looked at him as he did what he as doing. Fucking my mouth was like second nature to him and my mouth kept fastened on him with every movement of his grinding hips.

"Oh, baby, he knows how to slob a knob!" The guy said when he pulled his prick from my lips and I began to lick and suck on the head. "Get under the shaft and down to my balls." He said, followed by "fuck me, man! He's doing it!" when I did as he'd told me. "Man, he's a cock sucking machine!"

Ironically, that's what they saw me as.

"Move him up onto his knees, dude." Bright Eyes said and the two who had finished with me did as he said, pulling my legs up and onto my knees, me having to support myself with my hands. "Oh yeah, now we can really have some fun."

"Oh yeah!" said another voice that I thought was the blonds. "You guys bring lube?" He asked as I felt hands on my ass.

"Fuck, dude, we didn't bring the goddamn lube!"

"You were supposed to get it!"

"Damn, man, I brought the cash!"

"You couldn't bring both?"

The exchange went on while a pair of hands rubbed my ass and one of them rubbed his cock along my cheek and another one took to doing the same to my other cheek. I didn't think about that while I concentrated on the dick in my mouth and the suction I would have to apply to get him off.

Hands undid my jeans and pulled them down while another set of hands lifted my legs and another began to manhandle my now-exposed ass. I felt each hand and the deep pressure it applied as they stripped me from the waist down. I didn't know where they were putting my clothes but I knew I could find them after this whole thing was finished. It wouldn't be hard and I'd done it before.

Bright Eyes' cock was thickening in my mouth as I felt clumsy fingers at my asshole, pressing and pulling at the flesh there while another set pulled just as clumsily at my nipples and rubbed my own cock. That finally got me hard.

"Yeah, he likes this shit!" I heard again and thought it had to have been the blond. "Let's fuck him two at a time."

"Me, I'm in on that action." A guy said and I felt him sliding under me. His thick rod bobbed against my leg and I felt another's cockhead at the opening of my hole. "I've always wanted to do that and this slut's just the ticket!"

Spit was applied by four of the guys before more fingers began plumbing my hole. Back and forth, in and out they went, opening me and not allowing me to close before another set did the same. Finally, as Bright Eyes was finally beginning to cum, I felt the first cockhead break my muscular ring and slide into me. I knew that the second wouldn't be far off because they'd never done this sort of thing before. Just as the thought seemed to complete itself in my head, I felt the pressure of another thick head pressing at my ass hole. He didn't wait but pushed on, moaning loudly at the thick pleasure this must have brought him.

"Oh man! I can feel your cock, dude!" He said as he pushed into me.

"JESUS!" Bright Eyes exclaimed, his hand holding my hair and his hips forcing all of himself into my mouth as he emptied his balls into it. "Yeah, fucker! Eat that meatsauce and swallow it all!" He went on, making sure he wasn't going anywhere until I'd done exactly as he'd said.

The person I'd not serviced yet moved into the same position as Bright Eyes moved away from me, wiping his cummy head onto my cheek. Again, the guy took hold of my hair and began to mouth-rape me as the two beneath me began to slide their dual dicks into my ass, a moan of delight coming from both of them. In no time at all, they had begun a fucking motion that had one entering while the other was exiting and the fucking of my mouth was amazingly in a separate rhythm that didn't match either of theirs. His hand cupped my chin and brought my face up a bit so that he could get better depth with his dick.

"Yeah, this fucking ass is awesome!" One of them said as he increased his tempo.

"Sure relieves the pressure after work, huh?" The one under me said, his hands holding my waist so that his thrusts could increase and deepen alongside his friend. "Man this fucking slut-whore is a cock magnet and then some, isn't he?"

"You fucking said it!"

"Fuck him you guys! Fuck the shit out of the little faggot!"

"That's it, man! Shit, that's hot to watch!"

"Both dicks at once and he's not even flinching."

I moaned at the appropriate times around the mouthful of cock. My body responded in just the right ways, flexing, arching, moving and pushing against them as they double-fucked my ass. As I swallowed yet another load from the one who now held my hair, I felt the incredible feeling of yet another cock slipping into my well-used ass.

"No FUCKING way, dude!" One of them said as I moaned. "He's gonna take three of you fucks at one time? No FUCKING way!"

Jovial agreements joined in the drone of voices as three invading pricks now found their way into my asshole, stretching me and plumbing my anal depths. I let my head down onto my arms and groaned again as the third one settled in far enough that I felt pubic hair brushing my asscrack. Hands along my back slid up and down it in a soothing manner as all three of them began to move in alternating rhythms. Even as this happened, I felt my head being lifted again and another set of pricks entered my mouth, one after the other and I couldn't really see who either belonged to. They simply began to fuck away at my mouth while their friends did the same to my ass, three at a time. The only one left stood to my right and I could tell by the slick sound coming from that direction that he was stroking his meat and pleasuring himself as only he could.

"Fuck that slut ass!" One said and I felt one of the three in my ass respond with harder thrusts into me.

"Yeah, man! Give him that hard cock and make him moan for more." Another said and I obliged them with a deep moan around the two sides of beef in my mouth.

"Oh he fucking loves this shit!" Came again.

The tempo between the three in my ass became faster, panting and groaning signaling that they were all getting close to cumming. In my mouth, both pricks had begun to swell with release and the jerk-off to the side was also moaning like a madman on the verge of orgasm.

"YEAH!" Shouted the guy under me and he filled my ass first -- hot goo erupting from his prick and into me in pulsing jets. "FUCK YEAH boy!" he said loudly, his voice bouncing off the walls.

"Goddamn!" Said another and he shot, too. "We're filling this slut-ass up, boy!" He went on, doing as he'd said.

"Oh man, you two are making me shoot!"

"Goddamn it!" Still another said as I was filled again with a third load.

One after another, they shot their loads into my ass and finally, my mouth.

I swallowed as I felt the three withdraw from my ass one at a time. As they did, the dull ache set in and I felt my knees soften a bit.

"Guys, let's do one more round." Said the jerking man from beside me. "All of us on his face. Come on, it'll be a hoot."

They surrounded me, then. The blond was next to me, Bright Eyes beside of him. The brunette took up a place to my other side as the phantom jerker stood beside of him. The others filled in the blank spaces and all of them began jerking their cocks in long, slow time. Hands lifted my head this way and that, each of them wanting a chance to rub their cockheads onto my face once or twice. I opened my mouth, not sure who might be next to fill it.

"Oh, man!" the blond said, turning my head toward him just as he roped it with his thick cum. "Yeah, faggot! Here's my load!" He said with a laugh as he unloaded.

The one next to him was next, his cum spattering against my cheek. The next was the big man who had taken the lead in the mouth-fucking. His cum was surprisingly forceful considering he'd just cum minutes ago. The others followed suit, coating my face in shiny, silver ropes of fresh, hot cum. It dripped and ran along my face, cheeks, chin and throat. Each of them took turns rubbing it in and then cleaned their hands on my shirt. So much for laundry.

When they were finished, each of them pulled on their jeans again. Some of them hadn't taken their shirts off and as they sorted through their jackets, were more than ready to leave, it seemed. As I knelt there on the floor, Bright Eyes came to stand over me. I thought, at first, he was going to say something to me when he brought out his wallet from the pocket of his still-wet jeans. He took a few bills from the fold he'd opened and let them fall from his hand. I was still trying to get some of the grime from the floor off my shirt and try to locate my jeans when they fell so I didn't catch them before they fell into the small droplets of cum that spattered the floor, having missed my face. I reached for them and Bright Eyes gave a chuckle.

"Have a good night, whore. I'm sure we'll be seeing you again sometime soon. You fucking faggots are always here at these damned bathhouses waiting for studs like us to use you like you deserve, aren't you?"

I didn't say anything as he turned and followed his friends out of the small opening and back out into the storm.

I finally found my jeans and pulled them on, ignoring the large, wet bootprint from my "customers". I stuffed the cummy money into my pocket, realizing as I did a quick count that they'd stiffed me over $50. Hell, what could I do now, they'd already left and it wasn't I could go to the whore's union. As I came out of the small room, I saw my face in the glass again -- this time covered in cum and a bit of what looked like dirt. I used the tail of my shirt to wipe it off and headed to the door of the bathhouse.

At least it was raining -- it would help wash away that smell...

-END-

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