Date: Wed, 5 Jan 2022 18:33:48 +0000 (UTC)
From: Arthur Doyle <sirarthurpornandoyle@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Bull, The Stag, The Ram, Part 8

"Unff, unff, oh fuck, holy hell, holy fuck!"

My lacrosse teammate Moose breathed heavily and cursed, squeezing his eyes
shut and placing his hands on the back of his head as the plunged his
gigantic dripping cock in and out of my hot wet hole.

"Goddamn, Walsh," Moose panted. "Jesus ever-loving Christ."

Positioned behind me in our empty locker room after practice, Moose slapped
my ass and then grabbed onto my hips as he began railing me like a bucking
stallion. My own hands were placed on the bench running between the
lockers, trying to hold on for dear life as that hot dong-master bred me
for all I was worth. The guy was insane, built like a fridge, wide as he
was tall, with a crazy bulging muscles and a hog that could tear a man in
half.

"Fuck this fucking hole is so good," he cried, screwing his face up in
ecstasy. "I could fuck it forever."

Despite having just showered, the two of us were covered in sweat, smelling
ripe as a couple frat boys after a long night of whiskey shots and bong
rips. We'd been the last to finish practice, coming into the locker room
after most of our teammates were gone. By the time I was standing opposite
him underneath the warm spray of the shower, we had the place entirely to
ourselves, with just the steamy tiles and dank scent to keep us company.

I'm honestly not entirely sure how it had started. Moose had been eyeing me
as I soaped up my naked jock bod, an adorable and confused expression
pressed to his chiseled face. He was definitely a lunkhead if I'm being
honest, a real-life himbo, with his crew-cut hair, wide eyes, broad
shoulders, and enormous pecs. But some kind of gears seemed to be turning
in his brain as he watched me. His colossal uncut schlong had been
half-hard as he absentmindedly smeared suds over his crotch and I was
pretty sure that his dickhead was wetter than it should have been as it
peeked every so slightly out of his foreskin. He kept tugging at his balls
and licking his lips, his gaze totally glued to my dripping physique as I
slowly turned and washed every corner of my hide.

"You're looking really good, Walsh," he said, his mouth looking like it was
tasting the strangeness of complementing a guy. "Like REALLY good!"

For some reason, there hadn't been any towels left so we'd both decided to
drip dry in the warm locker room. Moose had stood right next to me, his
head towering above mine, his six pack looking particularly cut and sexy as
we chatted about nothing in particular. My teammate's cock was, by this
point, completely hard, sticking straight up as a coursing stream of ball
slobber seeped from its domed tip. His pole was girthy as hell, thicker
around than a beer can, and extremely long, probably able to hide a ruler,
complete with some amazingly huge nuts hanging a nice distance below. Even
though I kind of understood where things were headed, I wasn't entirely
sure how to take them there, and was trusting the energies in the room to
let me know when the time was right. Apparently, it happened as I bent over
to unlock my locker, causing Moose to inhale sharply.

"Holy shit, Walsh," he said. "Your hole is like the hottest thing I've ever
seen."

A moment later, he had stuck a big meaty hand on my ass cheeks and was
grabbing and squeezing them, mesmerized. I heard him spit on a finger and,
the next thing I knew, he was knuckle deep inside my horny keister. I
moaned and arched my back, letting him know he'd done right. Turning back,
I looked at him with a surprised expression and could see that we were both
in kind of a state of shock to find ourselves in this situation. But we did
what came naturally and, within a short span, Moose was plowing my brains
out with his mountainous mastodong.

"Sweet Jesus," he breathed. "Holy hell."

As the pace of thrusting increased, I looked down between my legs and saw
that his balls were rising upward. My chest and abs were covered in a fine
sheen of crude dude lube as precum came geysering out of my rock solid
dick-end. The sensation of Moose ramming against my prostate was almost too
much to bear. He gripped onto my hips ever tighter, the ululation of a
fanatic starting to spill from his lips.

"FUCKSHITGODDAMNITHELLMOTHERJESUSSONOFABITCH!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled as he
began unloading a crazy helping of hot man cream right into my aching puck.

His ejaculate flooded my hole with enough force that a huge splash came
bursting out, dousing Moose's lower half in dong batter. I felt it rain
down over my hairy ass, a small pool forming in my lower back as my own
orgasm ripped through my body. Convulsing, I shot wave after wave of sticky
skeet as Moose continued to cum inside me. Panting, he collapsed down atop
me, a goofy grin pressed to his face as his climax slowly subsided.

* * * *

"I heard a rumor about you, Walsh," Jack said, a day later at my house.

My best friend and I were once again kicking back on the sofa at my place,
each of us pretty buzzed from a frat party we'd attended earlier,
continuing to knock back beers and blaze joints as we hung out. Jack had
taken off his shirt and sat around in his small gym shorts. He was, by now,
completely comfortable with me walking around in the nude, which I'd
started to do whenever I was home. Lighting a roach, I looked at my best
friend's beautiful face.

"What kind of a rumor?" I asked.

He grinned at me with that wicked smile of his. "Just that you've started
offering... ah... services to the rest of the team."

I blushed but held his gaze. "Are you talking about what happened with
Moose? That was sort of just an accident."

Jack laughed. "What? He just slipped and, oops, his huge dick slipped
inside you?"

I laughed along with him to show that everything was chill but felt a small
thrill in my chest at the thought that the lacrosse team was talking about
my behind. I also couldn't help wondering if Jack had checked out Moose's
impressive junk once or twice in the shower.

"Anyway, man," he continued. "I'm happy you're getting so much tail these
days. Funny thing is that I thought Moose was straight."

I shrugged my shoulders. "A hole is a hole."

Jack smiled and stuck out his tongue. "That's what they say, eh?" He
shifted his legs, rearranging a bump in his crotch. Even though I knew Jack
had no interest in sex with me, it made me happy to know I could have some
kind of effect on him.

"What about Buck?" he asked. "Doesn't he get jealous?"

Truth be told, I didn't think Buck had it in him for something like
that. Sure, we'd finally consummated our physical relationship, but that
didn't mean we were going to be exclusive. A part of me somehow knew that
my roommate and lover wanted me to be taking all manner of dick as often as
possible, and was probably getting off at the thought of what I'd done with
Moose. The possibility caused a stirring in my own loins and I felt my
asshole twinge ever so slightly.

"Where is Buck right now?" Jack asked, looking around at the dimly-lit
space.

"Not sure," I said, popping the top on a frosty bottle. "He likes to keep
me on my toes and disappear every once in a while."

Jack cackled and rubbed his hand on my chest. "Look at you bud. Living the
fucking life. You're looking sexy as hell and have got hot dong coming in
and out of both ends as often as you like. Honestly, I'm starting to get a
bit jealous. I haven't had a hint of pussy in weeks."

Heavy curtains of smoke rose around us. My friend once again shifted his
legs but this time made no attempt to hide the chub that was growing in his
thigh-cut shorts. He sucked at the doobie in his hands and got a
conspiratorial look in his sapphire eyes.

"Ok, so I have to know, Walsh: What does it feel like to take a dick in the
butt?"

A fluttering sensation swept through my belly as I stared at Jack's
supremely-stacked physique. He had a gymnast's bod, lithe but incredibly
cut, with muscular biceps, mouthwatering pecs, and a perfect v-line just
above his crotch. He was nearly licking his lips in anticipation of what I
was going to say.

"Ah, dude, you wouldn't be interested in hearing about that."

He shifted closer to me on the couch. "Why not, bro? I mean, I fucked ass
before. Just want to know what it's like on the other end."

There was definitely a bit of tension hanging in the air. Seeking to
dissipate it, I waved my hand. "It just feels good. Like, really, really
good."

"Like what, man?" His armpits were sending out a grassy scent in my
direction. "Like, imagine you've got my dick inside you right now. What
does it feel like?"

I had to move, if only so that Jack wouldn't notice my significant
half-mast from our conversation. My cock was starting to grow slick from
the pre-jizz leaking from its uncut tip. "Umm... I'm gonna go grab some
more beer from the fridge," I said, standing and turning my dick
away. "Want one?"

Jack's own johnson was tent-polling the crap out of his skimpy shorts. He
followed me to the kitchen, his wang wagging in front of him. Even in the
low light, I could see that a huge stain of nut sauce was spreading over
the fabric of his shorts. His hairy calves looked amazing and his
fabric-covered knob stuck so far out that a circus could have been
performing under there.

I wasn't entirely sure what to do. Jack had admonished me for coming onto
him before but here he was leaking raw prostate milk all over my kitchen
and watching me with a hungry look in his eyes. I decided to ignore that,
chalking it up to the weed and beer in his bloodstream. My best friend
probably just wasn't thinking right. But when I opened the fridge and
leaned in to grab another six-pack, I heard Jack gasp.

"Dang, bud," he whispered. "I see what Moose was talking about. Your hole
looks SOOOO good. Feels like you're holding out on me, man."

My eyed widened as I felt his hand spreading my cheeks. A rush of air swept
across my puck, followed by the wet sensation of Jack's long soft tongue.

"Fuck, bro," he said after a lick. "You taste good, too."

By the point I was totally lost, barely able to figure out if I should stop
Jack's advances or just go along with what was happening. Apparently, my
body decided for me because I just arched my back as my erstwhile straight
friend began sending his wet tongue deeper into my tight hole. A moan
escaped my lips, causing Jack to slap my ass appreciatively as he shoved
his nose further into my crack. Flabbergasted, I felt him grab my hard cock
and jack my dripping shaft, playing me like a rusty trombone.

"Oh my god, Jack," I said. "That's amazing!"

After rimming me for a good long while, Jack pushed down my hips so that I
was sitting before him on the kitchen floor. With his crotch at my
eye-level, he shucked off his straining shorts, allowing his colossal dong
to smack me several times in the face. I cried out in ecstasy as his
unprocessed dick honey smeared over my features, barely able to believe
that I was actually face to face with his magnificent pecker. I'd
fantasized so many times about being in a position just like this and was
finding it even more amazing than in my imagination.

"Go ahead, dawg," he said to me, looking at me lovingly from above. "Let's
see how you do with this beast."

Of course, deep-throating was by this point my forte and I wasted no time
in shoving that massive monster as far into my gullet as possible. Jack's
johnson tickled my tonsils as he railed me like a pro, breathing heavily as
he bred my face and telling me that no girl had ever managed to blow him as
expertly as I was now. His lewd ball liquor tasted like peat and citrus
pith, with a sweet undertone reminding me that Jack consumed a lot of
pineapple. My spirit soared to a place beyond sense as he plowed past my
lips with his ridonkulus schlong.

Jack grabbed me up to him and planted a sweet kiss on my lips before
pushing me over to the living room. While butterflies flapped in my
stomach, I let myself be led over to the couch, where Jack threw my upper
body over the armrest and went back to eating my ass. Moaning, I stuffed a
knuckle into my mouth as his superb tongue opened me up and reached deeper
and deeper into my rear chute. Ball sauce was coursing out of my dickhead
as Jack's fingers pried apart my butt cheeks. Finally, he slapped my ass
one more time and then sat down on the couch.

"Get up on this thing," he said, jacking his enormous uncut wang, which
glistened in the dim light of the living room.

I didn't need to be told twice, immediately squatting down over Jack's
superlative prize and sending it straight into my fundament. Within
seconds, I had swallowed his dinosaur-size dong to the root with my aching
hole, pressing my cheeks to his balls as I sat in his lap facing outward on
the couch. My best friend traced his fingers up and down my hot jock bod
while caressing my major uncut prong, which leaked tons of precum as I rode
his magnificent fuck stick. I stuck my nose into my own armpit, inhaling
with zest the head-spinning scent of my BO.

"Fuck yeah, bro," he said, banging me from below with his beautiful banana.

In the next moment, a hulking shadow was suddenly standing in the open
doorjamb of the living room. Jack and I froze at the sight of my roommate
Buck sporting a gigantic erection and his enigmatic antler crown, watching
us with his glowing green eyes. Lost in my sex- and weed-crazed state, I
tried to remember: Had Buck been home this whole time, listening to our
crazy carousing? Or had he come in at some point without the two of us
noticing? Nervous tickles spread through my sides as I waited to see how
Jack would react to being spied on by this gorgeous god.

For his part, Buck acted natural, sauntering towards us in a casual way
while raising a large blunt to his lips. In its orange light, we could see
his amazingly hairy chest, with its incredible brawny muscles, those
sensational tattoos, and that luxurious happy trail leading to his bushy
crotch. Buck's cock was as breathtaking as ever, just about the largest
shiska-knob imaginable, so big it could have its own zip code, swinging
wildly in front of him as he approached. Jack was mesmerized by that
hypnotic hyper-schlong, his eyes tracking back and forth every time it
moved and anointed the carpet with its ever-gushing organic ointment. Buck
brought his beast right up to my best friend's face, placed his hands on
the back of Jack's head, and whapped him five times across the nose.

"Ungghhh," Jack moaned, totally enraptured by Buck's rock-hard dong. Nut
juice was painted across my best friend's face as we all looked back and
forth at one another. Each of us appeared quite surprised to find ourselves
in this tripartite configuration.

Jack reached up a hand and pulled back Buck's luscious foreskin, his eyes
entirely ensorcelled at the sight of such a phenomenal prize. My best
friend opened his mouth and, ever so slowly, allowed my roommate to place
his stupendous dickhead within. By this point, I had started instinctively
fucking myself on Jack's prong again, watching euphorically as he began
sucking Buck's dick and feeling radiations of pleasure spread from my ass
to the rest of my physique. Jack, of course, wasn't exactly the most
experienced dong swallower and was only able to accept the first few inches
of Buck's preposterous prick into his maw. Still, he groaned and closed his
eyes as that comically-cosmic cock sunk further inside him and dripped
delectable ball liquor down his throat. I could smell Buck's pre-semen on
Jack's breath, and brought my nose closer to Buck's hide to take a huge
whiff of his astonishing scent.

Pretty soon, the three of us were going at it in earnest, with Jack's
massive wang smashing my insides at a steady pace as Buck drove ever more
of his King Kong dong into my best friend's throat. Tears were streaming
from Jack's eyes and I could hear him choking just a little bit, but he
took that assault like a champ, clearly loving the sensation of being
stuffed by Buck's bazooka. My roommate even managed to buck his hips just
the tiniest bit, sending his insane organ in and out of Jack's lips and
allowing his massive nuts to smack Jack a few times on the chin. I was in
the highest heaven from being surrounding by these two virile deities, a
ridiculous river of dick sauce flinging forth from my cock and coating us
all in its amazing spray.

Buck actually managed to bottom out in Jack's throat, pressing his
humungous prick all the way down to the hilt, stretching out Jack's lips
with his mighty shaft, and shoving his nutsac against Jack's face. My best
friend almost turned blue but cried out ecstatically. And when Buck pulled
all the way out, Jack immediately caught his breath and then dove his mouth
right back onto that dripping dick, sending it as far down into his gullet
as he could. Buck and I made eye contact and my roommate gave me a devilish
grin, tapping me on the shoulder and motioning for me to rise. While I
hated losing the incredible feeling of Jack's cock in my fired-up hole, I
trusted Buck to have a plan.

With Jack still corked in the front by Buck's colossal erection, I followed
my roommate's indications and positioned myself crouching before Jack on
the couch. Buck bade me to pick up Jack's hairy legs, exposing the pink
ring of his tight puck. For a second, I hesitated, thinking that Jack might
be fine sucking dick, but any more than that was sure to bring him back to
his straight boy senses. Then I wondered what straight boy ass tasted like
and dove in to find out.

"Ffffckkkkk!" Jack cried, stuffed full of dong in the mouth as my tongue
found its way into his amazing hole. Eating his butt was an astonishing
experience, delectable and extraordinary, Jack's most intimate orifice
opening itself up to my ardent lingual exploration. He tasted great and my
nose was enjoying the scent of his stinky balls as I rimmed the hell out of
him, two athletic men just getting to feel every delightful inch of one
another. I pulled back and spit on his sphincter, then shoved my entire
tongue inside my best friend's crack.

After that, there was no going back, as I felt Jack's muscles unraveling
beneath my ravenous ass munching. Without thinking, I stood and the end of
my crazy hard cock immediately met the small snug pocket hidden between his
cheeks. Jack looked at me with a mixed-up expression, fear and amazement
and pure rapturous bliss all jumbled together, but managed to nod ever so
slightly as Buck continued fucking his fore-end. In my head, I remembered
Jack asking me what it was like to take a dick. Here was his chance to find
out. My best friend's ass accepted my considerable uncut dong with barely
any complaint, my cock and shaft already incredibly slick with dude fluid
that lubricated my way into his phenomenal hole. Using my hands, I spread
his hircine legs apart and sank straight down to the balls. My forehead
came to rest against Jack's, my lips pressing against Buck's
supremely-thick pole, as I began eagerly plowing my best friend in the
butt.

Buck looked upon this spectacle with a rhapsodic grin, sliding his enormous
dick from Jack's mouth and coming around behind me. I could tell that he
wanted to reward me for bringing this otherwise straight dude into our
sexual escapades and a tiny rational voice inside me remembered that my
roommate had once said he wasn't in the business of changing people's
sexualities. But that part of me was soon swept away as Buck's ludicrous
organ began sinking its way into my back end, reaching its root almost
instantly. He started fucking me in earnest with that gargantuan gonzo
dong, plowing my asshole with its celestial dimensions. His thrusts were
transferred via my dick to Jack's soft puck, the three of us enjoying each
other's bodies to the fullest. Jack's legs were pressed up against his
chest as I got reamed lucky Pierre style by Buck's incredible
banana-rang. My cock went in and out of my best friend's amazing hole, the
pace set by my roommate's unparalleled screwing, which repeatedly sent his
exceptional fuck stick into my own ass.

Jack achieved his nut first, a spectacular hands-free orgasm that caused
his face to scrunch up as he howled and expelled a ginormous stream of cum
into the air. Thick, creamy ropes of boy batter geysered over and over from
his pulsing dick tip, covering his face and neck and pecs before globbing
all over my own features. Aroused beyond all measure, I pressed my nose
right into Jack's armpit and inhaled his breathtaking stank. The natural
intoxicant combined with Jack's incredible anal spasms to send me over the
edge. Climaxing, I pumped his ass full of savory spooge before pulling out
and propelling great sheets of white skeet over the two of us, which
dripped into every crack of our muscled-up bodies. My own butt convulsions
must have triggered Buck, because my roommate began roaring as he fucked
me. I felt his titanic dick twitching wildly as a fountain of jizm sailed
up my keister. For his part, Buck remained inside me, sending a copious
amount of his hot cream injection into my rear tunnel, wave after wave of
sticky nut substance that flooded my butt and came gushing out to pool in
the place where my roommate's hips met mine.

Spent, I collapsed on top of Jack, kissing his soft lips while feeling the
continuing pangs of Buck's still-hard dong slowly subsiding inside my
puck. My beautiful roommate leaned his entire bodyweight on me and
whispered into my ear:

"You're the most powerful person I've ever met, Walsh. I think it's time we
explored what else we can do with you."

* * * *

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