Date: Wed, 09 Jul 2003 13:46:56 -0700
From: Backlash29 x <backlash29@hotmail.com>
Subject: weekend-hotel-party

Disclaimer: This story is about men having sex with men. If that's not your
thing or you're too young to read it, please leave now. The author has
written this purely as a work of erotic fantasy fiction. Enjoy!

WEEKEND HOTEL PARTY

by Backlash29

It had been a grueling week, and I needed some release. At 31, I'm one of
the younger IT directors at a big downtown bank, and my duties sometimes get
overwhelming. When they do, I know just who to call.

"Jack! It's Tom."

"Hey Tommy," came the sexy familiar voice. "Happy Friday." Jack worked in a
nearby office building.

"No shit. This week's been a real monster," I told him. "I really, really
need to get fucked."

"That's cool. It's been a few weeks. Be good to see you."

We rang off at that point, since it was only 2pm and I had two more meetings
to go to before my day was officially over. As I sat through them, my mind
was of course preoccupied. I thought of Jack, my ex-frat brother with the
dripping eight-inch hard-on. Since the first time he had stuck that big
thing into me after a frat party ten years earlier, I had been addicted to
feeling him pound me and re-shape my ass with his tool.

When I returned to my office, there was a message saying he'd tried to call.
I returned the call immediately.

"Hey!" he greeted me excitedly. "Great news. This stud I met in Dallas last
fall is in town, staying at a hotel right here downtown. Called me right
after you did...says he wants to get a little party together. You in?"

"Fuck yes!" I blurted out. Jack always got the hottest guys to join him at
sex parties. They were all hot and sexy, just like him. "Is he a total stud
top like you? Or am I going to have to share your cock with his ass?"

"He's a beauty, man. 24, Italian, Bronx accent, beefy, handsome as hell, and
hung for days. I fucked his sweet ass when we met at that convention, but I
know his whopper cock is the weapon of choice."

"Perfect." Through my dress pants, I groped my throbbing dick. "I could use
a little Italian salami for my hungry pussy. I've had a long fuckin' week,
and I just need to feel some big cocks working over my hole!"

Jack chuckled. He loved it when I worked myself up to this state. "And
you'll get it, my friend. I've already called the others to make sure
they're all showing up as well."

The "others" were Jack's horny friends, most of them well-hung, many of them
straight-ish, some married, and ALL hot as hell and loving to fuck my ass.
Jack and I generally met for sex a couple of times per month, either
one-on-one or maybe with one or two other friends. But for those times when
my male cunt was seriously hungry for a gang-bang, I could always count on
him to bring in reinforcements.

I was already out of breath with anticipation. "When and where," I mumbled.

"Westin. Starting now."

The Westin was a block away from my office. I checked the desktop clock on
my computer. It was 4:15.

*     *     *

Within ten minutes of getting the room number from Jack, I was knocking at
the hotel room door. The door was opened by a lad of breathtaking beauty:
wavy black hair, dark eyes, and a solid, compact build. At 6-1 I nearly
dwarfed him, so he was probably around 5-7 or so. He had these thick
forearms covered in a coarse dark hair and contoured with perfect muscle.
Seeing me, his steamy eyes lit up; a smile crossed his face.

"I'm Tom," I said, extending my hand. He took it for a quick shake.

"Nick," he said in a deep, butch bass. "I met Jack last fall in Dallas. You
must be the pussy-boy. Very hot."

Butch guys love to fuck me, because I'm not the type of bottom they expect.
I'm tall and lithe, built like a sprinter, with ice-blue eyes and a sexy
crew-cut. At the office, I pass for just another grown-up straight jock
bachelor, climbing the ranks of a male bureaucracy. My ass is slight, like
the rest of my build, but it's definitely there. When the men yank down my
trendy business-casual trousers and see the firm round buns under sheer
bikini briefs, they can't wait to get their tongues and cocks up in that
luscious crack.

Before I even stepped inside, Nick stepped forward, reached around me, and
groped my butt through my slacks. "Oh yeah, man," he grunted in approval.
"Hard, ready ass. This will definitely be good. Get in here."

He pulled me into the hotel room, a little gruffly, and I noticed I was the
first one there. When I turned back to the door, Nick was already
half-undressed. His white button-down shirt was fully open, displaying his
gorgeous dark hairy chest. His beautiful forearms plunged through the
rolled-up sleeves. He left the shirt hanging on his upper frame as he undid
his khakis and pulled them down. As he kicked them aside, I noticed his
powerful legs and the impressive bulge in his white cotton briefs.

"Get on the bed, you slut," he said, pulling his underwear down. "I'm ready,
and Jack says you got quite the hot ass. A bottomless hole. Man, I can't
wait around for him to get here. I wanna start fuckin' you now."

I obeyed, but before I pivoted I waited to glimpse his meat. Oh man, was it
nice. Half-hard, it hung down his leg a good seven or eight inches, and it
looked as thick as a coke can. This was just what I wanted.

I stripped and crouched on the bed, my feet right at the foot of it so Nick
could approach me from behind. Seconds later I felt his warm hands on each
of my ass globes, and he was purring his approval. "Oh yeah, that's a hot
jock pussy...I wanna get me that ass, gonna feel so good on my cock...so
fuckin' good..."

As he said it, he let his hard cock ride the crack between my cheeks. I
moaned with approval, growing delirious with impatience to feel that big rod
in my hole. I wanted to be fucked good and hard by this stud, and as soon as
he was finished, I knew I would be giving my butt to every other stud that
walked through the door. After the week I'd had, I was so ready to be a male
whore for a hotel room full of horny men.

"Slut," he said, addressing me. "You like rubber? Or taking it raw?"

"Raw, sir," I whimpered, nearly begging. "I want your cum in my pussy. Wanna
feel all you studs blow your hot cream way up inside my hole. Do it, fuck me
hard, fill me up with sperm!"

"Oh yeah," he said, slapping his hard dick against each of my cheeks. "You
got it, bitch-man. What a horny little slut." Then he reached over for the
lube pump he'd placed next to the bed, and I felt him slather some of it on
the winking entrance to my cunt-hole. Then his big cock pushed against me,
and then he was inside.

Oh, fuck, did he feel good. This boy was a born natural. Oh god, his big
dick was just what I needed. I collapsed forward against the mattress and
let out a long, constant happy groan as this hot young stallion plunged his
massive dick in and out of my hungry hole. I wanted to give my sweet ass to
him forever.

"Bitch, yes..." he seethed. "Ooo, your pussy is so fine...so fuckin'
good...take this cock, slut...you love it, you love a man's big cock going
in and outa your slutty little cunt..."

He was right, I did love it. I also loved hearing a hot top put me in my
place. All week, I was an important man and senior decision maker, affecting
the lives and livelihoods of many, including men and women who were up to
twice my age. When I get fucked, all I want to be is a worthless hole. I
want hot men to put their dicks in me and just use me, fuck me, cum in me
like the submissive slutty little ex-frat jock whore I am.

Nick was about half-way through fucking me when there was a knock at the
door. "It's open," he yelled.

I heard several men enter the room, and soon heard Jack's familiar voice.
"Holy fuck! You already started!"

Nick gave me a few extra-sharp thrusts, then breathlessly grunted his reply.
"Uh-huh. Fuck, I didn't know your little whore friend would be this good.
What a sweet ass. And he is one goodlookin' motherfucker."

"Yeah, he's one sweet hole," Jack agreed. "Look Tommy, I brought you some of
your favorites."

I'd been face-down, moaning and drooling, for about fifteen minutes, and I
could barely lift my head. When I did, I twisted slightly to look in the
dresser mirror. I saw Nick, sexy as ever wearing only his open white dress
shirt as he mercilessly throttled my hole. Behind him was Jack, tall and
strapping and handsome as ever, and standing next to him were Mick and Ty, a
couple and two of my favorite tops of all times. Mick was a fireman and Ty
was a carpenter. Between the two of them, they loved to fuck and fuck and
fuck.

"Unghh-gh..." I grunted, smiling slightly at these hunks' reflections. Jack,
as usual had done well--these were just the kind of men I wanted to fuck me
raw and give me their hot sperm loads in my aching hole.

But Nick wasn't finished with me, not yet. He railed in and out of me,
grabbing my butt in his strong hands and long-cocking my male pussy in
powerful, macho strides. Mick and Ty stripped to their underwear and came up
to either side of me, kneeling on the bed so I could play with their big
dicks. Mick had eight inches or so, while Ty was uncut and had closer to
nine. With great effort, I hoisted myself off the mattress so my mouth was
at the level of their crotches. I turned first to Mick, sucking his bone in
deep for a few strokes, getting it wet and tasting his pre-cum. Then I
rotated and Ty pointed his slab of hard meat at my mouth pussy; I opened
wide, closed my eyes, and stuck out my tongue, and he pushed it all the way
inside.

While this was happening, Jack was up to some mischief down around Nick's
ass. He had pulled his own clothes off and was romantically holding Nick's
undulating body from behind, kissing around the young stud's strong
shoulders and rubbing his own eight-inch cock against the crack in Nick's
hard bubble ass.

"Yeah Nicky? You remember this cock?" he chided sweetly, just loud enough
for us all to hear. "You remember, in Dallas? I ass-fucked your sweet butch
hole all night? You really loved this cock, Nicky..."

Nick pounded my asshole harder than ever as he replied. "Fuck yeah man! I
loved your cock in my hole!"

"Do you want it again? Right now?"

"Yeah! Fuck me!" Nick shouted. "Drill my sweet asshole while I fuck this hot
whore!"

Nick's cock slowed down in my throbbing cooze, and we heard a loud, guttural
whine from him as Jack worked his lubed monster into Nick's hot Italian ass.
Then Nick went back to fucking me, and the knowledge that his own ass was
wrapped around Jack's cock as he continued pounding me made me hornier than
ever. I sucked like crazy on Mick and Ty's pulsating boners. If I played my
cards right, Nick would shoot off inside me soon, and these two cocks in my
mouth would be the next ones to fuck my ass.

I was right. Nick unloaded in my sperm hole a few minutes later. He was
totally overcome by the sensation of Jack's prick ramming his boy twat from
behind while my ass milked his throbbing bone. I waited until he shot the
last few squirts of jizz into my starving ass, and then looked up from Ty's
cock longingly. He smiled, catching the cue, and took his place behind my
upturned cum-filled male pussy, easing his nine-incher into me as I set to
work giving his boyfriend Mick a full-on, dedicated deep-throat slutty
blowjob.

Nick and Jack got on the other bed. Nick, it seemed, wasn't near done taking
Jack's sweet bone in his hole. The hot, beefy young man rolled onto his back
and gracefully held his muscular legs high up above the mattress, inviting
Jack to crawl between them and continue filling Nick's lubed cum channel
once again with his giant prick. Jack did so, and Nick let out a deep, butch
groan that could probably be heard clear down the hall of the hotel. Then
Jack started expertly throttling him, banging that hot Italian kid's fleshy
pucker for all he was worth, making the out-of-town slut whimper and beg for
more and more and more.

Meanwhile, Ty's big rod in my cornhole felt fantastic as always. Like Nick
had done, he simply fit his whole huge flesh tube inside my ass, grabbed my
hips for leverage, and just started plowing me. Just how I like it, good and
hard with regular deep thrusts. I relaxed into a state of dutiful
submission, taking Ty's fuck and focusing my cocksucking talents on his
super-cute firefighter partner. Mick loved have his dick sucked more than
any other activity, which was how I decided to keep going with him and
encourage Ty to take his turn on my ass. I made love to Mick's knob and
shaft with my mouth, savoring his meaty dick, moving my lips and tongue up
and down on it, over and over, in steady strokes, bobbing my head up and
down.

Sooner than I expected, Ty unleashed his big load of baby batter into my
back passage. Spitting out Mick's dick for a moment, I craned my head around
to taunt him. "Aw c'mon man, is that all you got? Five minutes of fuckin' my
hole and you already spent your shot? I wanted you to fuck me the longest,
stud. What's up?"

Ty, out of breath, smiled up at me. "I will, you faggot slut," he wheezed.
"I can cream your hot pussy all the times you want it tonight. I'm good for
three or four more loads, at least."

"Trust me, he is," Mick reiterated, grabbing me by the jaw and forcing his
slick meat down my throat once more. "When he gets like this, there's no
stopping him. He loves fuckin' your sweet little cum-whore ass."

"Damn right," Ty said. To prove his point, he worked his still-half-hard
spent dick back inside my ass.

I decided I wanted fresh dick, so I spat out Mick's cock again and spun 180
degrees on the bed, inhaling Ty's cum-coated monster flesh-tube and lining
up my ass with the cock I'd just been sucking. Mick pushed immediately into
my spunk-filled hole, and began ass-fucking me in earnest. He had eight
inches and he knew how to use them, thank God. As my butt fed on his fuck, I
blew Ty back to full hardness, doing my best to make his nine inches happy
so they would rise again to stay rock-hard and be ready for round two.

As we did all this, Jack's orgasm built and built on the other bed until he
was screaming and pummeling his steaming hot load of cum into Nick's
grateful butt. Nick took all that fucking and sperm like a seasoned pro. For
a sexy little butch Bronx hottie, he sure knew how to be a slut for a pretty
man's rock-hard dick.

"Oh yeah, oh fuck yeah, oh baby..." Jack babbled, slowly coming down. "Holy
shit, oh fuck...that is so sweet...oh, you take that dick so well,
baby...you look so sweet getting all that cock and cum inside you..."

Nick was smiling and pulling on his own hard cock. He seemed close to
cumming, so I said: "Don't beat off, kid. Save it and shoot it up my hole.
You're so hot and sexy, I wanna get buttfucked by you all night."

"Deal, stud," Nick said. "But don't make me wait too long."

Hearing this banter, Mick picked up the pace in my ass, and soon I was
having my guts spackled with his fine load of jism. He shot long, thick
ropes of it inside me, layering his cum on top of the creamy loads already
shot there by his boyfriend and Nick. Once he was done and pulled out, I
hopped onto the other bed and got on my back, next to Nick. Giving him a
deep kiss, I said: "OK, studboy. Your turn on my ass."

Nick assumed the position, holding my sexy legs wide open and giving me his
cock in hard, pounding thrusts, long-cocking me with his luscious pole.
Fully hard, he had close to ten inches, easily the biggest out of all of us
in the room. I wanted him to fuck me non-stop, all night, all week-end
maybe. He was hot.

As Nick plowed my male pussy, Jack knelt at my head and gave me his cock to
suck on. It was the one dick in the room that hadn't been up my twat yet,
and I was determined to take it next. I fed it to myself and sucked it like
a baby with a pacifier, slurping down Nick's ass juices and the residual cum
left-over from Jack's explosion into the strapping young stud's talented
loins.

"Mmmm...yeah...suck it, slut..." Jack murmured. "Gonna fuck you next slut.
Get me good and hard."

I loved taking direction from Jack. I'd been doing it now for over ten
years. His had always been my favorite cock to worship at the frat house.
Our other frat brothers had all been plenty cute, and most were hung at
least Jack's size if not much larger, but overall, Jack was the package I
preferred. He has these eyes that burn into you, making me feel like there's
no one in the world but just me and him. Often when he's ass-fucking me it
gets so intense that I cum without even touching myself.

It didn't take long before Nick was cumming in my hole again. After that
came Jack, who fucked me nice and hard, keeping me on my back, jamming his
hard thick pole into my fleshy male cunt over and over, making me crazy with
desire. Soon I couldn't resist any more, and I sent my hand down to make a
fist over my own cock. I wanted to cum at the same time Jack was cumming
inside me. I started to pull on my cock as we looked in each other's eyes,
and when I could tell he was close I just started hammering away, grunting
and whimpering, begging him to fuck me hard, harder, harder, fuck me, more,
more, more...

When I felt the first slimy jet of his wet deposit into my hungry hole, I
shot off like a rocket. Sperm flew out of my cock like crazy, landing on my
face, covering my chin and lips and neck, and then coating my nipples and
chest and stomach. I hadn't shot that much in a long time. Again, it was the
pressure of a long week just building up in me, needing release. I needed to
be fucked until I forgot all my cares and woes.

Coming back to earth, I looked up tenderly at Jack. He leaned over and
kissed me, his giant rod slipping out of my hole. Then he sat back again,
and asked me if I was satisfied. I just laughed at him.

"Yeah, right. You know me better than that," I told him. "I want to get
fucked by more cocks. I want all of you guys to fuck me again, right now,
and then I want more studs to fill up my hole. I want to get loads of sperm
all night, so much fresh hot cum that it's leaking out of me at both ends!
C'mon, fuck me...! Do it!"

For emphasis, I grabbed my ankles and pulled them up to the level of my
ears, exposing my overflowing fuck-hole, dripping with jizz from all the hot
loads they'd pounded up in there. I wanted to be their slut, taking on all
their big cocks for hours and hours, getting fucked by every stud that
walked in the door.

And so I was. No sooner had Ty plugged into me and started rhythmically
slamming my ass, there was a knock at the hotel room door, and Nick let in
posse of hot-looking younger guys. I vaguely recognized them as a group of
skateboarder punks Jack had assembled once a few months back, knowing how
much I love getting barely-legal boys to power-slam me with their eager, hot
young erections. These kids were all total studs, covered with lean muscles
and angry tattoos, pierced all over, handsome and playful and ready to fuck.
They were in their late teens and early twenties. The oldest was probably
around 25.

They new arrivals all stripped, and Jack, horndog that he is, started
sucking one of them off while they all waited for Ty to finish up my ass.
Taking Jack's cue, Nick and Mick each dropped to their knees and did the
same, engaging in a bit of good old-fashioned cock worship with these
mega-hung young punks. The kids, with their backwards ball caps and gangly
bodies, all ooh'ed and ahh'ed as these studly older dudes went up and down
on their bones. There were six skaterats in all, making for two to each
sucker.

When Ty shot his cum up my hole for the second time that day, it didn't take
more than five seconds for the first kid to step up and replace him. I took
a nice, deep fucking from this skater boi, his youthful energy a good match
for my willing rectum. He enjoyed plunging his ten-inch whopper in and out
of my cum-lubed tunnel, and like most dudes his age, he shot his nut in
practically no time at all. No worries--he was soon replaced by one of his
companions, and when that one shot into me, he was replaced by another,
followed by another after that. Before long I noticed the first kid was
fucking me again, so I must have lost count.

That's the best moment in a gang-bang, when you're a slutty whore like me:
losing track of how many times you've been fucked. How many times your twat
has been filled with spunk. How many hot men have stuck their dicks into
you, used you for their pleasure, and then rolled off. The bliss came from
not knowing or caring how many there were, or how many times each had had
you. I could completely relax, take leave of my senses, my responsibilities,
my worries and cares, my rational contact with the outside world. It was
only at this point that I was transformed into a true slut, a willing sperm
hole with one purpose only: to take fucks from men, over and over, all
night, until the last stud had shot his last wad into my cum-flushed ass.

*     *     *

I finally reached the final stud at 4am Saturday morning. During my
twelve-hour stint in that hotel room, I took cock from over twenty more men,
including several more of my regular fucks, a hot black stud who'd fucked
Nick at the hotel the night before, two cute room service waiters, a college
hockey assistant coach and two of his players, and some random boys Nick
picked up when he logged onto the internet. And, in addition to all of this,
Jack and Nick stayed around to keep fucking me, cumming in me another three
or four times each over the course of the evening. Four out of the six
skaterats also stayed for a while, and Ty and Mick stopped back after an
evening of dinner and drinks to pop one more load each into my party ass.

Throughout all this activity, I remained in that state or nirvana, relishing
every cock that sawed in and out of my male pussy, receiving load after
glorious load of wet, sticky sperm as it shot into my belly, or down my
throat, or onto my face, or all over my body. I stayed in the servile
position on my back for most of the time, getting fucked like a girl,
moaning like bitch in heat, begging for more. When the men were inspired to
do so, they used my mouth for pleasure as well. I sucked cock after cock,
and when a stud sat on my face, I used all my energy reserves to jam my
tongue in his asshole and lick him good. When there wasn't a cock in my
mouth or an ass on my face, I simply moaned, over and over: "Fuck me...fuck
me...fuck me...!"

All told, it was a great party. When the last guy left, he gave my ass a
good hard spanking. It was the hockey coach, and after he had slapped my
cheeks red, he told me: "You're the hottest slut I've ever fucked. I've
never seen such a hot stud be such a pussy for men's cocks. You did real
good, taking all these cocks."

I tried to mumble my thanks, but I'm sure whatever emerged from my mouth was
unintelligible, lost as I was in the blissful foggy aftermath of the endless
rape. When my head cleared a short time later, I realized I was alone in the
room with Nick and Jack, asleep on the other bed. A lake of cum surrounded
me; it had been flowing and pouring from my ass for hours. The hotel staff
was never going to clean this bedspread, I realized with an exhausted
chuckle. They'd take one look at it and just throw it out.

I tried to fall asleep, but I was too hungry. So I made myself get out of
the bed, used one of the bath towels to wipe myself somewhat clean, and then
ordered a room service meal. The cute young pup who brought it up to me
looked familiar, and I realized he'd been in the room a few hours earlier,
pumping away at my male pussy, using my hole for his fun. "Oh, hey there," I
said, managing a weak smile.

"Hey yourself," the kid said. "Holy shit, you are the greatest. You can come
back here any time. My friends and I will just give you a room to use, if
you ever want to do this again!"

I smiled again, saying nothing, accepting the tray of food and shutting the
door. Maybe, I thought. Who knows, I could do this every week-end, if I
wanted. I was certainly a good-looking pussy-boy. Men seemed to really enjoy
using me as their slut. Maybe I'd be here every Friday from now on. After a
long week of work and stress, getting my ass reamed again and again by hot
men with giant cocks. Maybe...

With a snort, Nick made a sudden movement on the bed. My cock jumped
instinctively, thinking he was waking up and I could have more sex. Then, a
moment later, I realized he was still sleeping, and I laughed at myself for
being such a wanton slut. If I wanted more fucking, I'd have to wait until
morning.

Weary and satisfied, I devoured my room service meal, collapsed between Nick
and Jack on the bed, and fell immediately into a deep, happy slumber. My ass
felt well-fucked, and I was at peace with the world.

THE END

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What do you think? Feedback and suggestions? backlash29@hotmail.com

My other stories are: "Ryan's Hole", "40 Days and 39 Nights", "Enrique,
Justin and Eminem" and "Bulletproof Hunk" in Gay/Celebrities; "Seann and
Justin" in Gay/Celebtrities/Boy Bands; "Birthday Slut", "Frat Slut Gangbang"
and "Substitute Slut" in Gay/College; "Slutty Lil' Bro" in Gay/Incest; "Cup
of Joe" in Gay/Authoritarian; and "Buttsex Junkie" in Bisexual/Beginnings.