Date: Mon, 14 Apr 2003 21:54:37 -0400
From: john smith <danrafe3@hotmail.com>
Subject: Late for the Party

This story details sex between males.  If you do not approve of homosexual
sex, do not read this.  This is a work of fiction, and any resemblance of
the characters to real people is coincidental.  Enjoy!


Late for the Party


The thick stink of sex hit me full in the face when I walked through the
door.  The large room in the basement of this quiet, nondescript suburban
house was filled with writhing bodies: lying on sofas, draped over chairs,
entwined on the floor.  The mixed slapping, slurping, grunting and moaning
buzzed at a low roar, and no one was even trying to talk: their mouths had
much better things to do.

I stood in the doorway, taking in the scene.  My eight-incher was already
hard before I had stripped down in the hallway, and now I needed somewhere
to plant it.  I gently pumped my rod as I picked my way through the crowd,
my eyes torn between the action and trying to spot the next few inches of
unoccupied floor.  The space was so close that people couldn't help but
touch each other: a plump blonde leaned across a guy's legs to suck her
partner; a tiny redhead's massive tits dangled over a dazed-looking guy's
face as she was doggied above him; two guys sat back to back, their girls
bouncing on their laps and leaning forward to tongue-wrestle over their
heads.

This party had been going for awhile now, so most everyone was already
engaged.  I couldn't see any free chicks, but every few seconds I heard
another guy shoot off, so I should be able to find an empty hole somewhere.
I slid past behind a kneeling woman with a cock in her mouth and one in each
hand.  She must have good hands, because the guy on the right suddenly
exploded, jetting spunk over her shoulder.  I twisted but the hot juice
splattered my leg, the thick streams landing on my thigh, my knee, my calf
as he spent himself.  His head lolled back so he didn't see my grimace of
disgust as I moved on.

Everywhere I turned tongues were licking, pussies slurping and asses
thrusting.  Every position and technique known to man or beast was on
display, including, I found as I stumbled into a far corner, some enjoyed
only by a certain number of the male gender.  Three guys were down on their
sides in spoon position, the middle one very clearly rooted on both sides.
Behind them two guys were sixty-nining, a third man had his tongue planted
in the upturned ass of the top partner.  To their left two young college
boys knelt on all fours, their soft dangling cocks swaying as their asses
were plowed by a pair of identical twins.  The well built blond on the
bottom kept yelling "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." His dark haired buddy was
quiet, but an extraordinary series of expressions contorted his clean shaven
face.  The streaks of cum still damp on my leg, I turned away from this
corner and made another pass through the room.

I still had no luck finding a place on my second pass.  I stopped to watch a
pile of lesbians for a few minutes, but I was clearly uninvited.  My balls
were raging now, my fist slippery with precum, and I was starting to feel
urgent.  My slow steps had carried me back to the boys' corner, and I
noticed a few changes.  The three guys on the floor had switched around, and
the one who had been in the middle was now squatting/leaning on the torso of
one of the others, with the third guy kneeling right behind him.  The middle
guy had both cocks in his hole now, and was obviously loving it.  A thin
black guy had appeared and was standing bent over at the waist.  One of the
sixty-niners had the black guy by the hips, pumping away, and the other was
leaning forward on his hands, his legs braced far apart, having his ass
rimmed by the black dude.  The twins were still going on the college boys,
and even as I glanced over the guy who had been rimming the sixty-niner
creamed in the dark haired boy's mouth.  The kid made no attempt to swallow,
letting long strings of jizz drool down his chin as he slurped on the fat
cockhead.

I stumbled back into the crowd, mind reeling with lust, determined to find
someone.  Only a few steps away I found a large blonde on top of a table, on
her back with her legs over the shoulders of the thin guy jackhammering her
box.  Her head was bent back over the edge, her mouth gaping open.  I
stepped up and brushed her lips with my dick.  Without even opening her eyes
she sucked my cockhead in and went to town, working her strong tongue over
my shaft.  I relaxed, enjoying her work, feeling her start to moan deep in
her throat.  The vibrations tingled up my shaft and I sighed, thrusting
forward slightly.  Suddenly her moans became more urgent, and she spat out
my cock, shrieking her way to orgasm.  She writhed on the table, the man
thrusting double-time, and suddenly went limp, draping her arm over her
face.  "Fuck!" I snarled, jacking my prick and glaring around for another
opportunity.

"Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!" I heard a light tenor voice plead.  I turned my
head to see the blond college boy, still on his knees, waving his reddened
ass at the room.  The twins and the dark haired boy had gone, and the kid
was obviously desperate for some company.  My eyes were drawn to the dark
center of his smooth, hairless ass.  The tight pink ring glistened in the
light, the puckered circle framing a dark emptiness that pleaded to be
filled.  The heat of the room, the musky smell of sex, the throb of my
unsatisfied cock made my decision for me.

I stepped forward quickly, dropping to my knees behind the boy.  He had his
head cocked to the side, watching silently as I put my hands on his ass
cheeks, spreading them apart.  Close up I could see that the pale, creamy
skin of those two smooth globes had a deep red flush, like he had been
spanked.  The firm muscles were burning hot to touch, and I noticed that his
hole was winking at me, beckoning me on.  Bracing myself on his hip with one
hand I used the other to aim my raging prick at his pink entrance.  I
watched, not stopping to think about what I was about to do, as my thick
knob lodged against his pucker.  The smooth helmet penetrated slightly, the
spongy flesh pushing against the bumpy rim.  I leaned my hips forward
slowly, the broad flare shouldering its way into him, prizing him apart.  He
tensed under my hands and I watched, dumbfounded, as his ring pushed out
toward me, sucking my cockhead fully inside him.  His ring clung to my
shaft, gripping me tightly just behind the head.

His chest heaved as he panted and used his ring muscles to massage my shaft.
  The heat of his ass was incredible on my dick, and I started to slide my
shaft in slowly.  The soft, buttery sheath engulfed my dick, caressing it
like a velvet glove.  He sighed as the final inch slid home, my pubes pushed
hard up against his ass crack.  Gripping his hips, I pushed him forward,
rocking him on his hands and knees and drawing my rod out of that silky
paradise.  Just before I would have popped out I reversed direction, pulling
him to me, quicker.  My groin smacked up against his ass, the rebound
starting me on the next outward stroke.  I began to build up speed, my way
lubricated by some slippery fluid that was probably the last guy's cum.  My
cock made a loud sucking sound as it slammed back and forth in the vise grip
of his ass.  I was throwing my hips forward as I pulled him back, ramming
into him harder and faster.  "Uh, uh, uh, Uh, Uh, UH, UH, FUCK!" he shouted.
  "Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK meeeee!"

His enthusiasm, my pent up horniness, and the firm, red hot caress of his
chute pushed me to the edge in just a few minutes.  "Oh, fuck, uh, uh, uh,
fuck, uh," he panted as my dick churned his bowels.  My nutsack clenched up
tight as my balls fired their load far up the boy's hole.  I pounded forward
one last time, jamming my rod in as deep as it would go and letting it pulse
out my seed in wave after scalding wave.  After almost a minute of straining
I collapsed across his sweaty back, leaving my still hard dick where it was.


Part two?

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