You Came To The Right Place - Orgy Time

February 1, 2008 – 10:00 am in Gay

Anton stood as he saw this young man walk by, the man saw Anton stare Anton
did not look away.

“Having a party,” the man called “Want to come join us?”

Anton didn’t reply. He just headed for the stairs.
As Anton neared the man he began to have doubts. He looked a little too
young. Is he even out of high school yet? Anton wondered.
His wide unblemished face had an exotic quality, with almond-shaped eyes,
slanting upward slightly; cheekbones that could cut glass, a wide mouth
that seemed permenatly
shaped into a smile. Very striking Anton thought. And the way he wore
those pants. They rode so low you could see the line where the man’s
thighs joined his hips.
Though the pants were loose, the outline of his cock was clearly seen
beneath the fabric.

The man held a bottle toward Anton “Wanna drink?”

Anton shook his head.

“It’ll relax you,” the man persisted.

“I’m not nervous” Anton said “Should I be?”

The young man just chuckled and took another swig. “I’m James, by the
way.”

Anton offered his hand “I’m Anton” he introduced himself “How old are you?”

James smiled back “Old enough” he replied suggestivly, adding “but if
you’re checking ID’S I’m 21. And you?”

“Not much older 24.”

“So what brings you out tonight?”

“It’s not obvious?”

James’s wide mouth stretched into an even wider smile, exposing a row of
even, white teeth. “Then you came to the right place! Follow me.”

James’s room was littered with the debris of indulgence: empty beer cans
were strewn about and ashtrays overflowed. A soft-core porn movie was
playing on TV, providing a background noise of bad dialogue and a wailing
sax. Two shirtless men were lying on one of the double beds, casually
making out. One of the men had short, spiky
hair, bleached blonde on top, and three-days growth on his pretty face.
His body was similar to James’s, with soft muscles rippling beneath his
smooth skin. A tattoo of a tribal sun adorned his left bicep
and Anton could see the tips of a another tattoo peeking out from under the
hem of his shorts.

The other man on the bed had a much firmer body his
muscles rigid against his compact frame. A light dusting of fur spanned
on his chest, accentuating
his solid pecs. His hair was dark brown cut in Roman style, with short
bangs that hung over his forehead like fringe. His face was handsome, yet
stern, making him appear older than he actually was. Like so many men
these days, he sported a neatly trimmed goatee
and mustache.

A third man was slumped in a chair in the corner, looking like he was on
the verge of passing out. He was clean-shaven, both on his face and on
his head. He looked to be the youngest in the room, though how young Anton
couldn’t be sure. His delicate, beautiful face and lanky build made him
look
like he was sixteen. Like the bleached blonde on the bed, the guy in the
chair sported several tattoo’s: a moon and a star on his chest, a band of
barbed-wire around his arm, and a yin/yang symbol above his ankle. In
addition to the tattoo’s his ears were pierced multiple times and he had a
small, silver ring looped through his navel.

“This is Anton,” James announced “Those two guys on the bed are Larry and Shane
the other guy in the corner is John.”

All three guys look at Anton.

“Hey, how’s it going” drawled Larry, the bleached blonde. “I’d lick the hair
right off his balls” he thought to himself.

“What’s up,” nodded Shane, the guy with the roman haircut. In his mind he
thought ” I could fuck him until my cock falls off.”

John only nodded in Anton’s direction, he thought to himself “I’d let him
fuck me sideways.”

Anton smiled “Nice to meet you” Then he turned to James “That other bed
taken?”

“It is now” James said, leading Anton to the other double bed in the room.
Anton sat down on the springy mattress. James made a move to join him, but
Anton stopped him, grabbing him hips “No, stand right there.”

His hands glided over James’s body, sliding his hands down his back until
they reached his pert, round butt. He squeezed the firm mounds of flesh
roughly, nearly causing James to lose balance. James steadied himself on
Anton’s shoulders, letting out a soft grunt.
Anton bit into James’s abdomen lightly, pinching James’s skin between his
teeth. He brought his lips to James’s belly, kissing it softly. His tongue
swirled around James’s bellybutton then traced that rail of fur down to
his waist line of his pants.
Briefly, Anton pulled his face away, looking up at the exotic young man he
held in his arms. James smiled down at him, looking innocent and sensual
simultaneously.

Then Anton moved his eyes to James’s crotch. Definite signs of life there.
The front of his pants protruded sharply, and there was wet spot where
the head of James’s cock forward. Anton thought about bringing his tongue
to that wet spot, teasing James before unzipping his pants. But he was
impatient.
He wanted to see what was sporting the tent in James’s pants. Nimbly,
undid James’s fly, letting the loose-fitting pants fall in a puddle around
James’s ankles. His dick hung at half-mast, thick and curving slightly to
the right.
Anton cupped James’s balls, fondling them as he admired the swelling
schlong. He felt his eyes upon them, even half asleep John in the corner.

The fact there were other people in the room did not make Anton
self-conscience. To the contrary, it excited him knowing he had the
attention of the other young men.
He curled his hand around James’s cock, holding it as he leaned forward to
get a taste. His pre-cum was mildly salty, and it flowed onto Anton’s
tongue in a steady stream as he he sealed his lips around his stiffening
cock. His mouth traveled down the length of James’s shaft, until his nose
rested in the thick bush of pubic hair
that bloomed around the base of his dick. Anton inhaled deeply, taking in
James’s musky scent.
James’s cock was now fully hard in his mouth. Anton slurped on it
vigorously, his tongue circling the drooling head and his hnad pulling at
the throbbing shaft. His other hand traced the crack of James’s ass,
working its way into the cleft of his full, round butt cheeks until his
fingers founf the rosebud hidden
within.

He felt the presence of the other men in the room, closing in around them
like animals cornering their prey. Anton wasn’t surprised; he knew the
moment he entered the room he would have all of these horny young men.
Yet he also felt a twinge of annoyance that they were jumping in so soon.
He selfishly wanted to enjoy James’s body before the others began rubbing
their naked bodies against him.
Hot breath caressed his neck. A hand reached for his crotch, squeezing the
bulge in his jeans before unzipping his fly. One of the men was standing
behind James, pressing his body against him. Anton heard the wet smacks of
lips pressing bare against bare skin. Moans floated in the room around
him.

One of the men leaned in between Anton and James. It was Shane, his tongue
darting toward James’s tugid dick. Reluctantly, Anton pulled his mouth away
so Shane could sample James’s cock. Shane gripped it, greedily shoving the
whole thing in his mouth.
Anton saw it was Larry toying with his cock, looking at him with a
shit-eating grin. He was out of his shorts now, and Anton saw the full
tattoo that had curled out from beneath his shorts. It started at his
waist, swirling around his thigh in thick, blue-black ribbons, sprawling
across the side of his firm haunch and stopping just below his knew.
More of interest than the
tattoo was Larry’s cock, hard and dripping from pre-cum. The moment Larry saw
Anton was looking at him, he brought his mouth to Anton’s, stabbing his
tongue between his lips. Anton responded, his tongue fluttering within
Larry’s hot mouth. Larry’s thoughts were disjointed mass of sexual images,
all sharing the common denominator of cum, cum splattering on Larry’s face;
Larry swallowing
cum, Larry lying on his back as all the men in the room shot their loads
all over his naked body. It was a fetish that he never spoke of, it
dominated his sexual desires.

John was kneeling behind James. He had pried open James’s ass and was
stabbing his tongue into his hole. James was gyrating wildly, grinding his
ass into John’s face and thrusting his cock down Shane’s throat.
Anton inched his way back toward the center of the bed, shucking his jeans
as he went. The others followed, kneeling around him, their cocks
slaughtering his body. And what impressive cocks they were! Larry’s was long,
smooth and uncut, his foreskin pulled sawy from the blunt head.
Shane’s cock was narrow at the base, then bulged in the middle before
tapering to a narrower diameter just below the mushroom-shaped crown. The
most incredible dick though belonged to John. Though John’s body was
boyish and thin, his cock was man-sized. Nine inches easily, Anton
estimated, and nearly as big around as a beer can. It could barely
support it own weight, falling forward at a 45 degree angle even though
it was fully hard.

The men arranged themselves over and around Anton’s body. James lowered his
ass onto Anton’s face. Larry bent down between Anton’s legs, swallowing his
cock. Shane started sucking off James. and John started licking Shane’s ass.
Though the air was filled with groans and moans, with whispered
expressions of pleasure and breathless demands to “suck that cock” or
tongue that hole” it was the unspoken wants that roared in Anton’s
especially receptive mind. Anton usually had to make a conscious effort to
tune out the thoughts of others, he’d go insane listening to the constant
buzz of what everyone was thinking. It could take some intense
concentration to penetrate someone’s deeper thoughts usually
all Anton had to do was let his guard down and what other people were
thinking spilled into his brain. With Larry sucking his dick and James
grinding his ass against Anton’s face. Anton’s defenses were down. A flood
of silent desires flooded his head, piling into one pornographic jumble.

“Fuck your hole with my tongue…..”

“Spank my ass, then fuck me hard….”

“Cum all over my body then lick it off…”

“Feels so good”

“Cum in my mouth, then kiss me”

Anton’s actions soon became as jumbled as the cacophony of thoughts in his
brain. First he was eating James’s ass and getting a blowjob from Larry,
then he was sucking
John and Larry’s dicks. A lubricated finger belonging to either Shane or James
was sliding in and out of his ass.

“Oh yeah,” he moaned “I want to feel your big cock in my ass.” He didn’t
know whose big cock he was inviting to fuck him, nor did he care.
The mystery finger slid deeper into his ass. A second finger was added,
stretching his asshole a little wider. As the slick fingertips grazed
Anton’s prostate, he let out a long groan, the pleasure making it
difficult to concentrate the two cock’s bobbing in face.

Unable to stand the mystery any longer, Anton looked over his shoulder to
find Shane kneeling behind him, he felt something more substantial prying
his ass lips apart. Before Shane went any further, Anton had to know
something first. “Hope you’re wearing a rubber,” Anton said between
gnashed teeth.

“Oh yeah” Shane grunted.

Anton cried out loudly as Shane eased his cock inside him, a delicious pain
searing though him as Shane sank his thick dick into the warm confine of
his ass.
Shane rode him vigorously, digging the tips of his fingers into Anton’s
Butt cheeks, shoving his prick deeper into Anton’s tight hole. Anton bucked
like a wild bull, rocking his body back to meet Shane’s forceful thrusts.

“Fuck me!!!” he shouted “Fuck me hard!!!”

Shane obliged. His thighs slapped against Joe’s; the mattress began to shake.
Shane began panting urgently. “I’m …. I’m …. OOOOOOHHHHH”
Violent shudders wracked his body as a he came. He fell on top of Anton,
his sweaty torso pressed against Anton’s back. His warm breath tickled the
hairs at the base of Anton’s neck. “Damn that felt good.” he sighed.

One down, three to go. Anton thought.

Anton’s asshole snapped shut as Shane withdrew. He rolled over on his
back to confront John, Larry and James. Shane remained at the edge of the
action, still regaining his breath from his sexual exertion. A cum filled
condom still sheathed his rigid cock.

“Get me some lube and a rubber,” Anton said to James.” I want to tuff my
dick up your pretty little ass.”

James obeyed, readily grabbing a large bottle of lubricant and a condom
from the floor beside the bed. “You get me ready and I’ll get you ready”
James said his eye glimmering with excitement.

They got into a sixty-nine position, with James on top, his ass directly in
Anton’s face. James’s butt hole was nearly hairless; his sphincter a pair od
tightly drawn, pink lips. Anton opened the bottle and drizzled lube over
James’s asshole. He spread the thick, clear liquid over James’s puckered
James’s
body the tips of his fingers teasing the opening before penetrating it.
James’s body froze, jolted by the invading fingers. Then, muslces relaxed,
inviting, Anton’s fingers deeper.
James lubed up Anton’s cock with his mouth, coating the engorged organ
with his thick saliva.
James pulled his mouth away.

Quickly and efficently, he got Anton’s cock
covered in lube and ready to enter his ass. He climbed off Anton’s body
long
enough to reposition himself, facing Anton and straddling his torso.
Slowly, he eased himself onto Anton’s waiting cock. There was a moment of
hestitation as Anton’s dick pierced James’s asshole. James grimaced, his
body poised atop Anton’s hard pole for a few seconds before he continued
his descent. His
fleshy ass sank on top of Anton, with Anton’s dick buried inside of him.
Gently, Anton thrust his hip upward, his cock stabbing into James’s warm
chute. James began to rock his body back and forth, a partial smile
crossing
his lips as Anton fucked him. The other men were around them Shane, who’d
alreadt spent his load, was content just to be a spectator, watching James
and Anton fuck from beneath heaved- lidded eyes. John stood on the
mattress and fed his fat cock into James’s hungry mouth while Larry knelt
beside Anton’s head, jacking off in slow, controlled strokes.
Anton and James quickened their pace. Feeling James’s tigh ass muscles up
and down now, causing John’s cock to flop out of his mouth and hit him on
the chin. James didn’t seem to care. He was enjoying the ride to much.
Reaching down to his own prick, James stroked himself as he gyrated
wildly, impaled atop Anton’s throbbing cock.

“Oh yeah,” he grunted, tilting his head back. “Your dick feels so good
inside me. I’m gonna shoot my load any minute, I’m gonna cum all over
you.”

That announcement made Anton fuck James harder, and made John and Larry
stroke thier own cocks faster. C’mon, man” Larry hissed “Splatter him.”

But it was John, his fist furiously hammering up and down the length of
his meaty shaft, who came first. Still standing on trembling thighs, he
began to make whining, whimpering noises, his face contorted into a look
of unbearable exertion. Words escaped
his twisted lips like machine-gun fire: and his cock fired.

“Cum over y’face!” Letting out a kneeing cry, his body shuddered and his
cock fired. Jism jettisoned from John’s cock catching James on the side of
face. James didn’t flinch, letting his friends cream drench his exotic
features and drip down the side of his neck.

John leaned toward to kiss James giving him one long, probing kiss before
he sank to his knees, exhausted.
John’s climax set off a chain reaction. James’s body froze as if he’d just
been stabbed between the shoulder blades, and he shot his load. Long
stream of cum fell down upon Anton’s glistening torso, forming puddles in
the ridges of his six-pack bas. The sight pushed Anton over the edge.
Letting out a loud, deep growl, he dug hid fingers into James’s thighs and
released his wad, thrusting his cock
forcefully into James’s tight ass.
A rapid series of grunts escaped Larry’s throat as he whacked off:

“Uh…uh…uh…uh…”

He rose up on his kness, careful to point his cock
at Anton’s gasping face. Even though he knew what was coming, he was still
stunned when Larry’s copious load shot onto his face, the warm semen
careening across his upper lip
and landing heavliy on his chin.

Larry looked down at Anton, smiling down at his cum drenched face. He
immediately brought his mouth to his face.
Larry’s tongue racked acrosss Anton’s face lapping up his own cream His
mouth travled down Anton’s neck, then his chest and torso.
He rubbed his face in the pools of James’s jism that rested on Anton’s
abdomen, his mouth slurping his friends spooge, feeding his despreate
lust for cum.

Shane who’d been at the sidelines for awhile, was starting to get hard
again. He moved to the other bed, the one he and Larry hwere making out on
earlier.

“C’mone over here” he said to Larry. “If you’re thirsty, I’ve got
more for you to drink.”

Larry readily accepted the invite. Wile Larry buried his face in Shane’s crotch
Anton, John and James curled up against each other . The noisy blowjob Larry
was giving Shane made for an obscene lullaby as the three men drifted off
to sleep.