Part Four; Josh gets his ass destroyed by a new friend
I sucked Bryce’s cock until he came again, just a little bit of cum. I sat back and looked at him.
“Thank you, Sir. That was amazing!” I said. Bryce just laughed. I turned around and started licking up my cum from the floor and the couch without being told to. I wiggled my ass as I did at Matt, inviting him to take his turn. He didn’t say anything, so I kept licking up the place until I was done. Peter said we needed time to chill.
“But I need you to stay on all fours. Get back on the table” he said. I obeyed, crawling to the table and getting on it. I stayed there, enjoying the feeling of Bryce’s cum slowly running down my legs and drying up.
While we waited, Peter found a ruler and measured my cock again.
“Not even four inches!” he announced making everyone laugh. It made me blush with embarrassment, then it made me hard again.
“Matt’s got eight and a half inches, holy shit bro, you got bigger!” Peter said. Eight and a half inches, holy fuck that was going to be an experience. He was definitely twice as big as me. I wanted him to compare our cocks, to make jokes about my cock, to tell me that it was a pathetic excuse for a cock.
“I’ve got six and three quarters” Peter announced. I looked over at him, noticing that he was showing everyone. He’d gotten bigger since the last time. I shivered as I realized that he was probably going to get even bigger.
“And Bryce has got a nice eight incher” he said. I moaned. Eight inches, almost exactly twice as large as me. That was so fucking hot! Bryce was the biggest cock I had ever taken. To be fair, before today, Peter had been the only boy who had fucked me. But I was still proud of that. Eight inches!
“I know a guy who’s as big as Matt” Bryce said “He’s way thicker too, like this” he said, and made a motion with his hands that I didn’t see.
“I invited him” Peter said.
“Fucking nice” Bryce said. I almost wanted to ask who it was. I didn’t, but the idea that there was another boy with a cock that big who was going to fuck me drove me crazy. I needed him to come over. Like right now!
“How many people did you invite?” Bryce asked.
“Slut, close your eyes” Peter said. I closed my eyes. I heard Bryce make an approving sound. Matt cleared his throat and I heard Bryce say
“Sweet dude, super sweet”
More than two. It had to be more than two! if Peter invited the boy with the big cock, and Matt invited someone else, then that was at least two. If Matt invited one of his college buddies, that meant I got two grown men. I felt my cock twitch at the thought.
Bryce’s friend though. That sounded amazing. I started listing off the guys he hung out with in my head. Everyone on the football team came to mind. I wasn’t into a few of them, but if they had a massive cock, then I didn’t care, I just wanted it inside me.
I wondered how I was going to face Bryce in class on Tuesday, knowing that he had pounded my ass so hard that I came and cried. I would probably blush the next time I saw him. That would be embarrassing as fuck.
The guys went downstairs, and I stayed where I was told to stay. Time seemed to drag on forever. I could hear them laughing downstairs, talking about whatever.
After what felt like an hour, Bryce came back up.
“Hey, bitch. You can come down now” he said. I opened my eyes and sat up, looking at his cock and then his face.
“Thank you, Sir” I said. He nodded and pointed at the little bit of precum on the table.
“Clean that up first” he said. He watched as I licked it clean, then got up walked downstairs. He slapped my ass on the way down, hard enough to make me flinch.
“You’ve got a real sweet ass, Josh. I really loved fucking you, my bitch of a girlfriend won’t even let me raw her, I have to be all gentle and shit cause “I’m too big” apparently. You’re much better” He said. I smiled at him.
“Thank you, Sir” I said “I love your cock, I love the way you fucked me” I said. Bryce smirked.
“Good, cause I’m going to fuck you again” he said. I bit my lip and looked at his cock. Wondering how long it would it be.
The guys were sitting around the table in the kitchen. There was a large pile of thin rope on the table, and a duffel bag next to Peter.
“How’s your hole, slut?” Peter asked.
“Ready for you, Master” I said. Peter nodded.
“Good answer. But we’re just chilling out right now. You can just hang out and call me Peter for now” he said. I nodded and sat down.
“Thanks, Peter” I said. I listened as they talked for a while. My stomach rumbled, and I asked if when we were going to have lunch.
“It’s on it’s way” Matt said. I nodded at him. I had so many questions, but most of them were being asked by the other guys. So I just listened until I heard someone pull up into the garage. My cock got hard instantly.
Peter answered the door, completely naked, so the moment I saw Duncan walk in, I knew I was going to suck his cock.
Duncan was another junior, except he was sixteen, like six feet three, and kinda skinny. But he was really cute. I hoped he was the one with the big, thick cock. He stopped and looked around at the table, laughing at the sight of four naked guys. He walked over to the table, greeted everyone and put pizzas on the table. He looked at me and winked. It made me blush.
We ate as Bryce talked about how he fucked me, and Matt talked about how easily he shoved his cock down my throat. Hearing it from their perspective made me hard, and I ate as quickly as I could so we go back to fucking me.
After we finished eating, Duncan took off his clothes. I stared at him, especially when he took off his boxers. I gasped.
“You want it?” he asked as he took his half hard cock and waved it at me. I nodded.
“Yes, please” I said. Duncan laughed, but he got harder. He had to be the one. His cock was huge. Peter measured him.
“Nine inches” he said. I felt my hole twitch and a shiver run up my body.
“Oh, he wants it so bad!” Matt said. Everyone laughed, even me.
“Get over here” Duncan said. I walked over to him, looking at Peter.
“Call him Sir, and do as he says” he told me.
“Yes, Master” I said, then looked at Duncan.
“You got the rope?” He asked. Peter pointed at the table. Duncan walked over and grabbed it. I looked at him, wondering if he was actually going to tie me up.
“Hands behind your back” he said. I obeyed. He was going to tie me up. I started leaking precum all over again.
First he tied my hands together, tightly. Then he ran the rope up my arms, pulling them as close together as he could.
“I don’t think the Boy Scouts would be OK with how I’m applying this badge” Duncan said. I laughed. He ran the rope around my neck and made a type of collar with it. He walked around me and pulled at the rope, pulling me forward to him.
“That’s good for now” He said. The other guys nodded in approval. Duncan pulled me upstairs, with the rest of the guys following me. I loved it. It was like I was on display, an exotic creature that everyone wanted to see. A piece of ass that everyone wanted.
Peter snapped his fingers and pointed down. I got on my knees and waited. Matt pulled up the game again, giving everyone a controller. As they started storming that same beach, Duncan pulled me over and pointed at his cock.
“I like getting sucked while I own ass” He said. I nodded at him and leaned closer to lick his cock. He was cut, his cockhead was bright pink, and his cock curved a little upward. He was definitely thicker than Matt, and I wondered if I was going to be able to deep throat him.
“Don’t make me cum,” he paused and looked at Peter. “What do I call him?” he asked.
“Slut, bitch, whore, pussy. cunt, fag, whatever man” Peter said.
“Don’t make me cum, bitch” he said “just suck me nice and slow”
“Yes, Sir” I said and licked the tip of his cock. He already had a few beads of precum, and it surprised me that he tasted sweet, and kind of like soap. I licked the tip again, then the underside, getting a feel for what he tasted like. His cock was veiny, so I licked those from the base to the tip. I liked it, this slow blow job. It gave me time to inspect and admire his cock. It was shaped a little like a butt plug that Peter had shown me. Actually, it was shaped a lot like a butt plug with a smaller pointy head growing thicker toward the middle and then getting thinner at the base. It was like a cooler, hotter, bigger version of Matt.
I started sucking on the head, taking it all in my mouth and using the same trick with my tongue. I switched it up and began bobbing my head over it, making him leak even more. I sucked the precum and ran it over my tongue, loving the taste of it. I went back to licking him up and down, long strokes with my tongue that made him shiver sometimes. I stopped, then took the head back in my mouth, trying to see how much I could get before my jaw started to hurt. I didn’t get very far. Maybe like four inches, stopping right before the really thick part. So I went back to licking the veins.
Duncan shaved his pubes, which I liked. I could feel the prickle of stubble sometimes, and that made it even better. In between loading screens, he would ruffle my hair, sometimes pushing down so I would take more of him in my mouth. Then he’d go back to yelling at the screen and hollering with the guys.
I started to see if I could collect his precum in my mouth, but I kept swallowing it every time I tried to take more of him. I quit trying, focusing instead on just sucking him. My jaw hurt now, and I was tired. I wanted to ask if I could take a break, but I knew that Peter wouldn’t like it. It was in the rules. I switched to licking, trying to rest. Duncan didn’t seem to mind. My hands were starting to prickle, and not being able to move my arms started to get uncomfortable. I think I even got soft, but I didn’t check.
“Alright, it’s two” he said. It was a signal of some kind, because the game went off, and Peter pulled me to my feet. Duncan untied me, and I enjoyed stretching once I was free. I looked at Duncan and then at his cock.
“That was real nice, slut.” he said.
“Thank you, Sir” I said. Peter pointed at the floor, and I got on my knees and licked up my precum. He snapped his fingers and motioned for me to get on the table. I crawled over and got in position. Duncan walked over and ran his fingers over my hole. He stuck a finger in.
“Nice and tight, I wanna fuck him” he said.
“Tell him the rules” Peter said. I looked at Duncan’s cock.
“You can fuck me however you want, as hard and as fast as you want. You can cum in me all you want; if I beg you to stop, that means that I want you to fuck me harder, If I pull away, that means that I want you to be rougher with me. You’re in control, and you can do whatever you want to me” I said. Duncan’s cock twitched as a smile spread across his face.
“Babe, I am going to fuck the shit out of you” He said. I gasped and wiggled my ass at him. He shook his head and moved over to the couch. He sat down and motioned at me. I crawled over to him.
“I want to get on top of me, line it up, and take me as fast as you can. If you don’t do it fast enough, I’ll fucking force you down” He said. I felt my eyes go wide.
“Yes, Sir!” I said. I straddled him, feeling his cock between my ass cheeks. I reached back, lining up his cock to my hole.
“Lube it up first” Duncan said. I stopped, looking around for the lube.
“With your mouth, bitch” He said. I climbed off of him and wrapped my mouth around his cock, getting as much spit on it as I could. I bobbed my head up and down, getting enough of him to hit the back of my throat and my mouth water more. Duncan pulled me up by my hair.
“That’s good enough” He said. I nodded and touched his slick cock, aiming it as my hole and shifting a little so I was in position. I looked into his blue eyes and took a deep breath. This was going to hurt like a bitch.
I pressed my hole against the tip of his cock, getting a little of it in. I took another breath, and dropped down.
The pain was instant. I cried out the moment the thick middle of his cock hit my sphincter and forced it open. I must have stopped, because next thing I knew, Duncan was shoving me down the rest of the way. I saw stars, and for a second, the world got dark, like I was passing out. I didn’t, and the pain returned. It felt like someone had shoved a red-hot pocket into my hole and was burning up my guts. I gasped for air, but that only managed to make me cry out. I started to cry, full on sobbing with tears and snot and everything. My body jerked and moved, as if trying to get rid of the invading object. My sphincter clenched over his cock and my legs stopped listening to me, because they were trying to get it out. Duncan held me in place.
I was gasping, moaning, whimpering as I wiggled my hips, trying to cool the pain. Slowly, it went away, and all I was left with was the amazing feeling of having a massive cock exactly where it belonged. I managed to stop crying, looking at Duncan’s smiling face.
“Thank you, Sir, thank you so much!” I cried. I meant it. It hurt so good! I wanted to do it again. And again, and forever.
Duncan gently moved his hips back and forth, making tiny thrusts with his huge cock inside me. It washed away the last of the pain as he rubbed against my prostate and made me as hard as ever. I looked down and saw my precum on his stomach, and that made me even hornier. I rocked my hips, helping him along. I wanted him to flip me over and fuck hard, but he didn’t, he just kept doing the same thing, driving me wild to the point where I considered provoking him, too.
I didn’t have to. He grabbed my thighs and lifted me up a bit, and I understood what he wanted. I lifted myself up, pulling him out of me.
“ohhh ffuuaaaaaaak!” I cried as the pain hit me again. I think I came.
I realized as the pain faded that because of the shape of his cock, it was going to stretch me out both going in and going out. I was in love. Totally, completely in love with his cock.
I caught my breath and managed to look down. Yeah, I came. I got my cum all over his stomach and chest, little streams of almost clear cum.
“Back down” he said. I obeyed, letting go of my legs and letting gravity pull my ass down onto that amazing cock. I cried out and gripped his shoulders hard. I could barely breathe as he tapped my thigh and I lifted myself up, letting out a whimper as the pain washed over me like a warm blanket. I took his cock again without having to be told. I did it again, whimpering and moaning each time.
Duncan pushed me down and held me there.
“Wait for you to tighten up again” He said. I nodded.
“Yes, Sir, thank you Sir” I said.
“I worried that I’d pushed too hard, but fuck man, you’re really loving this, aren’t you?” he asked. I nodded.
“Yes, Sir. I love it” I said. I leaned in against him, resting my head on his shoulder as he gently rocked his hips, keeping himself hard and hitting my prostate just enough to make me shiver. We kept at it for like fifteen minutes, and few times, I felt him start to go soft. I rocked with him to keep him hard.
He moved on the couch, closer to the edge. I wrapped my legs around him and grabbed his shoulders as he stood up.
“You got a bed?” he asked Peter.
“Yeah, just let me set up the camera” he said. We waited until Peter came back and showed him his room. This was the room where I got fucked most often, and it felt right that Duncan was going to fuck me here too.
“The recording stays between us, right?” Duncan asked. Peter nodded.
“For sure, man. Just us” he said.
Duncan set me down on the bed with him on top of me. He looked at me and winked, then yanked out his cock in one fast motion. I screamed as I felt my hole stretch apart in an instant. I looked at him and saw him smirk right before he shoved his cock inside me again. He began to thrust, hard and fast, not even giving the pain time to go away. I began to whimper and moan in a voice that sounded way too high pitched to be mine.
“Oh god! oh god, fuck fuck, more please, Sir more harder more oh god I’m gonna cum, please Sir, fuck me harder!” I ceired. My whimpering turned into wordless sounds as my head got fuzzy, my hole twitched and burned, and my cock throbbed as I came again.
I let out a loud, wordless whine as I felt his cock swell and fill my insides with massive, powerful squirts of his cum. I lost count, I couldn’t even count, I could just moan and whine and squeal as he pumped me full.
Finally, he stopped. He collapsed on top of me, and I hugged him, held him tight as I cried into his shoulder and rocked my hips against his cock, trying to get the thickest part right in my sphincter. I kept him hard for a few minutes, then he got soft and pulled his cock out, leaving my hole empty and gaping, begging to be filled again.
“We need to double him” Matt said.
“Nah man, we need to fist him” said Bryce.
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