Date: Sat, 7 Mar 2015 16:04:00 -0700
From: Chad <azcumslut404@gmail.com>
Subject: The Condo (Part 6)

THE CONDO (PART 6)
By Chad
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Since the text said not to wear much, Greg wore only a skimpy pair of
cutoffs and a string tank top.  When he got to the 14th floor, he rang the
bell of unit.  He could hear what sounded like a party on the other side of
the door.  A guy who was about Greg's age opened the door.  He was only
wearing a pair of boxer briefs.  He waved Greg in and turned around.  The
boxer briefs showed off the guy's ass nicely.

The room was filled with a group of eight hyper masculine men all about the
same age as the ex-porn star.  Greg didn't know where to look first, one
was hotter than the next.  He was surprised that he recognized some of them
but couldn't place them.  The ex-porn star, whose name he still didn't
know, came up and put his arm around Greg.  "You did good, right on time.
Let me introduce you around."

They went from man to man with the ex-porn star saying that Greg was the
kid he had told them about.  Each man eyed Greg, even to the point of
walking around him.  He had his ass rubbed a few times which started to
horn him up.

"Go help the other kid", the ex-porn star said after he had been introduced
around.  He quickly caught on that the other kid was bringing drinks to the
men when they requested one.  When he saw one of the men with an almost
empty he would go ask them what they would like with a smile.  The men's
eyes usually twinkled as they give him a drink order.  As he went behind
the bar to mix a drink the kid in the boxer briefs was shooting daggers
with his eyes.  It became apparent that they were in some sort of
competition but he didn't know what.

After a while, the ex-porn star and a couple of the other men set up a
couple of card tables with four chairs each.  Then out came some decks of
cards and poker chips.  The ex-porn star quieted the group down and said
"For those of you who are new to the game, here's how this works.  Each
table will be given an equal amount of chips which in turn will be divided
equally among the four players at each table.  Each table will play Texas
Hold'em until there is one winner.  The winner's from each table will then
play until there is an overall winner.  The overall winner gets to choose
which of these two boys they would like to have some fun with.  The
runner-up gets the other one.  Those who don't win have the chance to watch
if they don't want to leave with their tails between their legs.  As this
week's host I get to choose which pairing I want to join, that is unless I
win.  I've tried both of these boys and they are both great cocksuckers
with nice tight asses."  Again daggers from the kid in the boxer briefs.

The men split up between the two tables and the games began.  Between
getting drinks both Greg and the other "prize" would both stand close to
the table allowing the men to fondle their asses as they watched.  Greg was
getting hornier with each deal, he couldn't wait to find out which of these
men's cock he was going to get.

The noise from one of the tables told Greg that the game was over for them.
Three of the men got up and went to the bar while the fourth stayed in his
chair.  "Boys, come over here, I want to figure out which one of you I'm
going to pick when I win the final hand."  Both boxer boy and Greg walk to
the man who takes his beefy hands and places one on each of our asses,
squeezing.  "It's going to be a difficult choice."  He slaps both Greg and
boxer brief boy on the ass, "go see if my friends at the next table and
find out if they need anything more to drink."

As they approach the table it is apparent that the game has taken a serious
turn.  There is no joking and hardly and talking as they look at their
hands deciding what to bet.  The ex-porn star and another man have the most
chips in front of them.  After a few more hands the other two men are out.
As they look at Greg and boxer brief boy a look of disappointment crosses
their faces.

Another hand is dealt.  The ex-porn star looks at his cards then pushes his
chips forward.  "All in.  I've got nothing to lose since I'll be able to
play with one of these boys even if I lose."  He lays his cards on the
table, queens over fives.  The other man lays his on the table, three
jacks.  A smile spreads across his face as he pushes back from the table.

The man who won the table is larger than the ex-porn star with broad
shoulders, narrow waist and large hands and feet.  In fact, he was bigger
than the rest of the men. "Take off the rest of your clothes boys, I want
to see my options better."

While boxer brief boy was in great shape with a great ass he was a little
smaller than Greg.  The winner stared intently at Greg while he pulled of
his string tank and lowered his shorts.  "Both of you, turn around for me."
All of the men looked with hungry eyes at both of them as they turned.

The winner from the other table said, "Not so fast Rod, you haven't won
yet."  The man got up and moved to Rod's table, turned to one of the other
men and said "deal."

As the boys watched, hand after hand was played with chips moving back and
forth between the men.  Finally the man named Rod pushed all of his chips
forward and threw down his cards, a straight flush.  The other man threw
his cards on the table without even showing his hand.  Rod slapped his two
meaty hands together.  "Time for some fun."  He got up from the table and
walked around each boy.  He placed one of his hands on Greg's shoulder,
"this one."  Greg saw a disappointed look on boxer brief boy's face.

Rod took off his shirt revealing a chest that looked like it was cut from
solid rock.  Below his chest his abs looked they had been carved they were
so defined.  His biceps and forearms looked like he could but a walnut in
his elbow joint and crack them with just a little pressure.  As the man
stepped out of his jeans it became apparent to Greg why his name was Rod,
it looked like a small club.  As Greg looked from Rod's dick up to his
face, Greg realized why these men looked familiar, not only was the condo
owner an ex-porn star but the rest of the guys were too.  Greg had distinct
memories of beating off while he watched Rod fuck someone on his computer.

Greg turned his eyes toward the other winner and watched him undress.
While very hot, he wasn't a Rod.  That didn't stop boxer brief boy from
dropping to his knees and begin to lick the head and shaft of the man he
had.  This must have given Rod ideas because he put his beefy hand on
Greg's shoulder forcing him to his knees.  "Show me what you've got
cocksucker."

From his knees Greg looked up at the giant of a man.  He put a hand on the
granite hard thigh and leaned in opening his lips.  It was a struggle to
get his lips around Rod's head.  He didn't think he could take any more so
he just worked the head.

Rod watched Greg try to take in more of his cock and then turned his head
to the condo owner, "what the fuck man, I thought you told me this kid was
good."

"Oh, based on how he did the other night, he is.  I've decided that I will
be joining you and the boy."  The ex-porn star walking up behind Greg and
began to push him farther on to Rod's dick.  "See, I knew he could take
more."  As Greg's mouth adjusted to the size of Rod's cock he felt the
continual pressure from the porn star's hand.

In his mind, Greg was remembering more about the video he had seen starring
Rod.  Rod had forced his cock down his co-star's throat before pulling out
and cumming all over his face.  Greg hoped that the scenario was going to
play out again but with his throat and face.  Just that thought helped Greg
open his jaws wider than he thought possible as more of Rod's cock pushed
between his lips.  Although he couldn't take the whole cock in his mouth he
was able to take more than half.  With the owner of the condo keeping
Greg's head in place, Rod started sliding his cock back and forth across
Greg's lips and tongue.

Even though his eyes were watering, out of the corner of his eye he saw
that boxer brief boy was now on the ground with his legs over the other
winner's shoulder as he got plowed.  He could also see that the five other
men were sitting back and enjoying the show that was playing out in front
of them.

As Greg had hoped, Rod pulled his cock from Greg's mouth and started to
stroke it just inches from Greg's face.  Hoping that Rod was getting ready
to shoot, Greg opened his mouth in an attempt to catch any of the cum that
was soon going to fly.  Soon Rod began to let loose with one, two, three
and then four large loads of cream which splashed against Greg's face.
While most of it just ran down his face, Greg was able to catch some on his
tongue.  God he wanted more.

As soon as the last spurt left Rod's cock, he took a few steps back and sat
down on the couch still stroking his incredibly large piece of man meat.
As soon as he did, the host turned Greg's head so it was now facing his own
cock, the cock that Greg had enjoyed yesterday.  Greg grabbed the cock and
brought it to his mouth.  As it wasn't as large as Rod's he was able to
take it all.  Rod sat on the couch watching as more and more of the ex-porn
star's dick slide through Greg's lips.  "That's right buddy, feed him your
cock."  The man's staying power was unbelievable as thrust after thrust
abused Greg's mouth and throat.

Rod must have had enough time to rest because he told the host to get Greg
ready to take his cock again but not in his mouth.  The host pulled out of
Greg's mouth and lifted him off of his knees, "turn around and bend over."
Greg complied.

From somewhere a bottle of lube appeared and the ex-porn star poured some
out onto Greg's ass and began to massage it into Greg.  Greg's asshole was
opening and closing just asking for something to enter him.  The host
roughly pushed one finger into Greg and started turning it.  After a moment
a second finger and then a third pushed past Greg's sphincter.  Each finger
made Greg moan for more.  The moans were echoed by boxer brief boy as he
continued to be fucked.

When the ex-porn star pulled his fingers from Greg it was almost like Greg
had lost a friend, he felt so empty and alone.  He sensed that Rod had
stood up from the couch but instead of putting his cock into Greg he lifted
his from the floor as if he weighed nothing and sat back down on the couch
bringing Greg with him.  As he sat on the big man's thighs he could feel
the club that was Rod's cock rub against his lower back.  "Are you ready
for this kid?"

"Yes, please."

Rod raised Greg, and just by moving his lower body was able to line up his
cock with Greg's asshole.  He slowly lowered Greg until Greg could feel the
heat of the cock head against his hole.  Using his body weight Greg was
able to slide down enough, albeit it slowly, until the head popped into his
ass.  Painfully Greg slide down more and more of Rod's cock even though he
had to grit his teeth as he did.  Rod wrapped an arm around Greg's waist
and pulled him the rest of the way down his mighty beast.  Greg was still
for a moment adjusting to the size but also savoring the moment.  Using his
leg muscles, Greg raised himself up on Rod's dick feeling it slide along
his ass.  Because of its size, Greg could feel every vein along Rod's cock.
As soon as he sensed the head was almost ready to pop out of his ass Greg
would slide back down.

"Your ass feels good kid, not many boys can take my whole cock."

Rod moved his arm from Greg's waist and put both hands under Greg's arm
pits and began to push him up his cock and then let Greg's weight slide him
back down.  Greg's head was spinning.

"Time to get spit-roasted kid."  Rod, keeping his cock firmly inside of
Greg, pushed down on Greg's back so that soon Greg was eye level with the
ex-porn star's still hard dick. Without being told, Greg opened his mouth
to enjoy the cock yet one more time.

Greg lost all track of time as he rode and sucked too of the most
impressive cocks he had ever seen, felt or tasted.  He almost believed that
the two cocks would touch each other they were so far inside his body.
Greg could tell that the host was getting close when he started to pick up
the pace and soon he was reworded with a mouth overflowing with cum.  Greg
grabbed the base of the host's cock and held it in his mouth as long as he
could getting every last drop of the man's jizz.  Greg let loose of the
cock and let it slip from his lips.  As he did, Rod again started raising
and lowering Greg in a more frenzied fashion.  Greg closed his eyes in
anticipation of the load that was soon going to fill his insides.  As he
slide down Rod's cock for what would be the last time, Rod raised his ass
from the couch and pushed the last few centimeters deep inside of Greg.
Greg could feel the warmth of Rod's cum coat his inner walls.  The big man
wrapped his arms around Greg, holding him in place until the last of his
cum and left his dick.  When it had, Rod lifted Greg from his lap and
dropped him on the couch next to him.  Greg clenched his ass wanting to
keep as much of Rod's cum in himself as long as possible.

The ex-porn star spoke, "well gentlemen, did I pick two good prizes or
what?"  The satisfaction on the two winner's faces were enough of an
answer.  The host then looked at Rod, "as the winner you're next week's
host, I think I've set the bar pretty high, good luck."

After a while the men started to leave and Greg and boxer brief boy looked
for their clothes.  After Greg had put on his shorts and string tank he
went to the ex-porn star and thanked him for choosing him as one of the
prizes and then left the unit.  He rode the elevator to his floor as cum
dripped down his legs and went to unlock his condo and realized there was a
hole in his pocket and he had lost his key.  Did it fall out in his
apartment?  Did he lose it on the elevator?  Could it be on the floor in
the ex-porn star's unit?  He traced his steps back to the ex-porn star's
door and hadn't found the key.  There was no noise coming from the unit and
when he knocked on the door no one answered.

Greg rode the elevator down to the lobby hoping that the doorman had keys.
Mel, as usual, was on duty when he got there and scowled as Greg stepped up
to the desk.

"What?"

"I think I've lost my key."

"You didn't leave the building, it must be around here somewhere."

"I was visiting a friend tonight and may have lost it at his place.  I went
back there and no one answered."

"Let me guess, you were at Mr. Lang's poker party.  Every couple of weeks a
punch of bruisers come to play and I have to buzz them up.  There usually
is a couple of fairies that always seem to come too.  Tonight there was
only one so I'm assuming you were the other."

Greg looked squarely into Mel's eyes.  "You're right, I was the other
`fairy', what of it?"

"I'm just not surprised, I knew you were one the day you moved in.  You
just missed Mr. Lang, he left with the other fairy a few minutes ago."

"Do you have a key?"

"You really are in a pain in my ass.  Come on."  They rode the elevator in
silence and Mel unlocked Greg's door.  "Sweet dreams cup cake."

As Greg closed the door he said, "you know Mel, you really are an asshole."
Mel gave him the finger and then walked to the elevator.

As he walked into his living room, Greg glanced out of his window and saw
the man across the way watching as usual.  The man gave Greg a bow and then
started to clap his hands.  Greg smiled and went into his bedroom knowing
that he was going to have those sweet dreams.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Be Well,

Chad
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