PORN MAN By Sean M. Just a couple of blocks from my house lives a man we call Porn Man. He is an older guy that lives alone and collects all kinds of pornographic paraphernalia. He has everything from kid videos from Sweden to magazines with pictures of men and women having sex with animals. Porn Man isn't all that bad looking. He used to be married and his wife divorced him after he allegedly tied her up and video taped her while some of the younger kids in the neighborhood fucked her. She sued him for everything he had. She lost. His lawyers somehow talked the jury into believing she was the one that was crazy. In fact, after he got word that there was going to be some kind of investigation, he packed up all of his X-rated stuff and let a friend of his keep it for awhile. It took several trips in a pickup truck to haul everything away. The friend even had to rent a mini-storage building to keep it in. Everything cooled off after the trial and after several months, he got his belongings back. He continued to buy, trade and hoard all he could find. He even brags about all of his connections all over the world, from Denmark to Thailand. Porn man is about 30 years old and almost always wears faded bluejeans and a bluejean shirt over a white tee-shirt. I don't think I've ever seen him out in anything else. I was 15 when I first heard about Porn Man from my friend Mike. He walked up to me one day before classes started. "You wouldn't believe what happened last night". Mike secretly whispered. "What." I asked. "Philip and I got invited over to Porn Man's house to watch some videos". "Did y'all go?" "Shit yeah. It was me, Philip and about 20 other guys we'd never even seen before". "Who were they?" "Fuck if I know. Most of them were around our age too. We don't know where they go to school but they were definitely the same age as us. There were also some guys there that were in their twenties". "Well what went on?" "Chase told me to be there at 8 o'clock on the dot and to bring a friend that was cool". Chase was this real weird dude that talked to himself while he walked down the halls at school. We think he'd gotten hold of some bad acid and it really messed up his brain. "Well why the hell didn't you invite me?!!", I asked, disappointed. "I tried callin' you but your phone was busy". "Fuck, yeah! Mom was on the damn phone all night long talking to my Grandmother. You could've come over and gotten me". "I know, but Philip came over and I accidentally told him about it and I didn't want to hurt his feelings by not inviting him. I'm sure there will be more invitations, though". "So, anyway...". I said, wanting him to continue his story. "So anyway, we got there a little before eight and waited for time for us to go in. We rang the doorbell and waited. Then the door opened. It was Chase. He'd been smokin' dope and the smell was strong as shit. He asked us if we were alone and if we'd told anybody about comin' here. We said no and he told us to come inside. Man, we were scared as shit. When we got in the house he had the air conditioner on and it was freezing in there. The whole house was dark as hell. We followed Chase through the hallways until we got to the main den area. There were about a thousand candles lit up everywhere". Mike tends to exaggerate. He continued, "From what we could tell, there were 'bout thirty guys layin' around on the floor, in chairs, and on the couch. They all looked stoned and out of it. Then PornMan came out of nowhere and stuck a joint in our face and told us to smoke some. Philip grabbed the joint out of his hand and wolfed it down halfways, then passed it to me. I took a long hit off of it and held it as long as I could". Philip walked up, smiling. "I hear y'all went to Porn Man's house last night". I said, condescendingly. Philip looked at Mike and whispered, "He told you not to say anything". Mike defensively said, "Shit Man, it's just Sean. He ain't gonna say nothin'". I interrupted, "So anyway, y'all were smokin' a joint...and". Mike continued, "Yeah, and that one fuckin' hit 'bout put me on my ass". Philip broke in, "Yeah, put you on somebody elses ass". I wanted to hear the rest of the story, but the bell had just rung and it was time to go to homeroom. "I'll tell you about the rest in first period". Mike said, grabbing his books under his arm and walking away. My mind was wandering all during homeroom. Mrs. Alexander had called my name several times before I realized it and finally answered. The bell rang and it was time for me to go to first period. I sat down next to Mike and he continued where he left off. "So I was stoned as shit, just from one hit. Ole Porn Man put his arm around me and asked us if we wanted anything to drink like beer or 7&7. We both said beer. It took about 10 seconds before we both had two longnecks in our hands. We drank 'em down and were feelin' pretty wasted. Then Porn Man told us to find a place to sit and veg out till the movie started. Philip then asked him what we were gonna watch. Old Porn Man told him not to worry about it...he'd enjoy it no matter what it was. We found an area over by the couch. There were two dudes sittin at the end where we were sittin' and rubbin' each others dicks. After we were there a while, we noticed everbody was feeling on each other's dicks. Then some guy named Scott walked over and sat down beside us. He told me his name and the next thing I knew he was grabbin' my dick and tryin' to pull my shirt off. I went ahead, sparing him the work, and took it off. By now, the movie was starting. You should've heard his fuckin' stereo system. It was bad as shit. The movie was some home made video of these kids on a bed, butt naked. You could hear somebody in the background tellin' 'em what to do. And they'd do it. Man, these kids were like in sixth grade. The voice in the background would say things like, "put your mouth on his dickie", and the kid would do it. These kids were doin' everything. One time in the movie this little kid was stickin' a carrot up this other little kid's butt. It was too cool. But the coolest thing was... Philip and I were watchin' this video and didn't even notice that the two guys next to us on the couch were suckin' each other off. Just about everbody in the room had their dicks out and were jackin' off". I just sat there in my desk in amazement. I had a hard-on just from listening to his story. "Did y'all do anything?", meaning...did y'all have sex? Mike said, "Naw, we just beat off watchin' everybody else either jackin' off or suckin' off. Porn Man must've liked us cause he invited us back and told us to bring a cool friend". "When's the next party?", I asked anxiously. "He didn't say, but one of the guys on the couch told me he was supposed to have another one next weekend. And yer definitely goin'". "You damn right I'm goin'. Man, I wish I'd been there for that one", I said, shaking my head. "Me too!, you just wouldn't believe that movie...those kids must've been kidnapped or runaways or somethin'. Shit, some of 'em didn't even have hair on their pits yet. The bad thing was, we had to leave cause me and Philip both had to be home by 11. And things hadn't even gotten started good. No tellin' what happened after we left". I thought about what Mike had told me all day long and the rest of the week. I kept trying to get more information out of he and Philip but they only told me stuff he'd already mentioned. Friday rolled around and there was still no word on any party at Porn Man's house. Mike was supposed to spend the night with me tonight and we were going to stay up late and watch movies...(Commercial releases). After school I reminded Mike to call around or go by Porn Man's place to see if there was going to be a party. Around 7pm, Mike called saying he still hadn't heard if Porn Man was going to have a party or not and that he was coming over. I said okay and hung up the phone. Eight o'clock rolled around and still there was no sign of Mike. I was just about to call him when the phone rang. I answered it. "Hello?" It was Mike. "Guess what?" Mike said. "What?" I replied. "No, really guess what". Mike repeated. "Is HE havin' a party?" I asked in suspicion. "YEP, and he invited you". "You'd better not be fuckin' with me". I stressed. "I promise. It starts at 9, and we have to be there right on time". "Who all's gonna be there?" I asked just out of curiosity. "This is supposed to be a big one. The guys from the last party and a whole lot more from other cities. It's the big blow-out before Spring Break". "Ohhhh, shit", I said while laughing. "I'm on my way over right now. Go ahead and get ready. We'll leave when I get there". "Okay". I quickly hung up the phone and ran to take a shower. I scrubbed every square inch of my body, rinsed off and got out. By the time I toweled off and dried my hair, it was 8:30. We had to be there by 9 and there was still no sign of Mike. At 8:50, Mike showed up with Philip. I told my Mom that there was a party at Michelle's house and we were going to go. Mom liked Michelle and always suggested that I ask her out. I used Michelle's name cause I knew she'd let me go. It was now about five til nine. We had less than five minutes to get to Porn Man's house or be locked out. We practically ran the two blocks to his house and arrived at the door at two minutes til. We rang the doorbell and stood there waiting. My heart was beating so hard, I could see my chest throb beneath my shirt. I kept getting shudders of anxiety that would run through my body causing me to look as though I was having small seizures. Just then the door opened. It was Chase. Mike walked towards the door and said, "Hi Chase, whassup?" "Nothin' much", Chase replied. "Y'all are just in time". Chase opened the door wider and looked around outside. "Come on in". We could hear the music playing inside. It was this really weird shit that sounded like Monks chanting to a synthesized drum beat. Small introductions were made. I already knew Chase but never under these circumstances. As we walked inside, the music got much louder. Just like Mike had said, we could smell pott and there was an overwhelming scent of poppers in the air. My nipples got hard as rocks as the cold air conditioning hit me. I was surprised that I couldn't see fog coming from my mouth as I exhaled. It must have been about 40 degrees in Porn Man's house. I wondered why he kept it so fucking cold. I could even see dew on the windows where condensation had begun to appear. We walked through this long hallway, just as Mike had described and soon found ourselves in a large room full of lit candles and guys. These guys were sprawled out on the floor, sofas, chairs, pillows on the floor and even on the staircase. The majority of the guys were young and weren't wearing shirts. From the ones I could see up close, their nipples were as hard as mine...if not harder since they were shirtless. I recognized one of one of them as Scott, a guy from a local grocery store. I knew his name because the first time I saw him, I read his nametag. He was a surfer type that wore his bleached blond hair long in the front and shaved on the sides. I was immediately drawn to his pecs. The music had changed to this techno thump style music...real hypnotic type music. I leaned against the wall with Mike and Philip. I was a little nervous from the smoke filled room. The light from the candles were blurry. Porn Man had dry ice flowing out of a machine. I couldn't tell where it was but it was filling the room with a cool arid wind. It was like breathing in the fog from a freezer. I was puzzled about the temperature in his house. I leaned over to Mike and asked, "why is it so damn cold in here?" "Porn Man likes it that way. He likes to see the young guys without shirts and he likes their nipples hard. Plus he says that if you want to warm up, the best way is to get busy with someone else or alone. It keeps the party going". It was all clear now. That is until Porn Man appeared out of nowhere with a box of thick long joints. "Hey guys. Indulge." Porn Man said, as he moved the box in front of our faces. We each took one joint a piece. There were complimentary lighters in our hands within seconds. I put one end of the joint into my mouth and lit the other. I inhaled deeply until I saw the flame move to the middle of the joint. I held it in my lungs fighting the urge to cough. My head immediately began to swim. This was some potent shit. I fell back against the wall wanting to crash and veg. It must have been laced with something else. I'd never had anything that strong. It usually took three or four joints to give me the same effect. The ambiance along with my stoned brain gave me an instantaneous hard-on. I slowly looked around the room at all of the boys in there attire. Some were wearing only jeans, others were only in boxers or shorts. Most everyone was now shirtless. I'd seen Porn Man walking around the room talking to each of the guys. As soon as he'd walk over to the next guy, the one he had just spoken with would remove his shirt. It was like the wave at a football game. I avoided having to talk to Porn Man by going ahead and removing my shirt. I hung it over the bannister of the stairs and fell back onto the wall. Shit, there must have been a hundred shirtless guys in the room. Sometime during the first few minutes of us being there, Mike and Philip had taken their shirts off. I didn't even notice when they did it. I just looked over and saw their pecs. Philip was sliding his hand over his chest and stomach, stopping only long enough to play with his navel and goodie trail. Mike had his arms bent over his head like a model posing for a seductive photo shoot. I decided to move away from Mike and Philip and venture out on my own. The marijuana was kickin' hard and my brain had one thing that was important. The kid from the grocery store. As I made my way over to him there was an immediate blue light coming from the television. The show was about to start. I stopped to see what was going to be played on the screen. Suddenly, someone's bedroom appeared. This little kid about 10 years old walked into view and crawled onto the bed. He was wearing jeans and a button down. The music stopped and the audio from the television was coming throught the speakers of the stereo. Just as Mike had said, I could hear a voice telling the kid what to do next. "Take your pants off", the voice said on the T.V. The little kid began removing his jeans. It was very unrehearsed. The kid was shaking and kept looking to the side of the camera as if to get direction. I can remember seeing the shadow of two people on the wall behind him as he quickly turned his head, as if he were surprised by the intruders. This kid was now in his underwear and still had his jeans down around his ankles. The two figures entered the picture. They were completely dressed in black leather and were wearing hoods that totally covered their faces. They looked to be in their late teens or early twenties. They proceeded to get onto the bed, grabbing this kid's arm in an almost violent way. One held this "child" down while the other literally tore the remainder of clothes off him. Within seconds, the kid was naked and whining. There were red places where they'd put friction burns on him from tearing off his clothes. I can recall seeing buttons flying off his shirt as it was torn to shreds. The kid had his arms over his head like he was expecting to be beat or something. One of the hooded men pulled out his dick and placed it at the kid's lips. His other hand was tightly grabbing the back of this kid's hair. He began to forcefully shove it down this little boys's throat. I could tell the boy wasn't enjoying it and it was against his will. I was dying to see what was going to happen. My eyes were fixed on the screen as my head spun from the pott. I felt a chill down around my sides as I soon realized my belt was being tugged and my pants were being unbuttoned by someone from behind me. I felt my zipper slide down and the cold air hit my dick through my underwear. My hard-on felt free now. It now had all the room it needed to grow. I wasn't really concerned who it was since everybody I'd seen so far was goodlooking. I had even forgotten about recognizing Scott, the guy from the grocery store. I stood there watching the huge television screen. The strange hands from behind had unbuckled my pants, let my jeans fall to my knees and had started carressing my stomach, chest and nipples. I was standing in my underwear in front of everyone which wasn't odd, almost everyone else was in theirs. I looked away from the screen long enough to look down at my bulge in my underwear jutting out from my body. The hands that were searching my body were tan, lean, gorgeous and looked like the hands of a young teenager. I moved my eyes back up to the screen. The kid in the video had been strapped to two posts on opposite sides of the bed. His ankles were shackled to the top of the posts and his ass was up in the air. I could see his expression. He looked frightened. The only part of his body touching the bed was his shoulders. He'd been strung up and the two hooded strangers were spanking him with metal yardsticks. My dick was getting harder and harder as I watched this kids ass get pink, then red. I turned my attention back to what was going on in the room. I looked back down at my crotch as this stranger was beginning to slip his fingers inside my elastic waistband. His hands were heading straight for my dick only stopping for a short while to play with my bush. My dick was pointing to the left and up. The stranger's fingers dropped down to playfully stroke my balls, eventually moving back up to tightly grab hold of my dick. Reality struck me when his hand began stroking my cock. I immediately remembered that I was in front of a room full of other guys and I was getting jacked off by someone who's face I hadn't even seen yet. I gradually turned my head to see who was making my dick feel so hot. I felt faint when I saw who it was. It was the boy from the grocery store. When we made eye contact, he wrapped his arms around my body and held me close. His warm soft skin against my bare back felt great in an otherwise freezing room. His hard dick was pressing up into the valley of my ass only being blocked by our briefs. I turned back around, smiling. I had attracted this kid that I have secretly stared at for months when I'd go shopping with my Mom. Scott and I were almost the same height. His dick was perfectly matched up to my ass and our eyes were at the same level. My chest was pressed firmly up against his. We were creating a heat between us that I could feel rising up over my face. We stood there for what seemed to be hours, staring deeply into each other's eyes. Like the hour hands of a clock, we moved our faces towards each other's, softly kissing and biting each other's lips. The energy between our lips caused our hearts to beat faster and soon our tongues were meeting for the first time ever. We both had cotton mouth but his tasted great. It was as if we were in a battle to see who could get their tongues the deepest. I was literally licking the back of his throat. He'd snake his long probing tongue around the outside of my teeth and the dart back to the back of my throat as if to refuel. We were both making our mouths water by now. Saliva was oozing around in our mouths and multiplying by the minute. I either had to swallow or drown. I swallowed then he swallowed. Each time we'd empty the mouthfulls of spit, it would replenish itself within seconds. He eventually stopped kissing me and moved to my neck and ears. I had my eyes closed the whole time as he slowly slipped his underwear off his ass as if to give the crowd behind him a show. I opened my eyes when I felt his naked dick begin to glide back and forth across my thigh. It somehow made it's way into the leg of my briefs and was stabbing around at my bare dick. I looked down behind him and saw his cute little butt that stuck out in just the right amount. My eyes moved up and began focusing on the room behind him. The couch full of boys had come to life. The six or seven guys that had been sitting there in a stoned drunken stupor all night were now completely naked and fondling each other. All but two were staring at Scott's ass and watching our every move. The two that weren't watching had their faces buried into the one of the voyeurs crotches. We were putting on a show and didn't even know it. I began to feel the urge to perform and give these young guys on the sofa a real show they could enjoy. I slowly began to massage Scott's strong back and made my way down to his naked ass. I squeezed his tight muscular cheeks and would occasionally pull them apart. The jacking off on the couch seemed to intensify and we were attracting attention all over the room. I don't have big muscles but I'm lean, tan, and not hurting...if you know what I mean. I apparently had something that night because everyone was watching me, including Mike and Philip. I looked back at Philip. He was nodding his head as if to tell me to keep on doing what we were doing. From across the room, I could tell he had a hard-on and was enjoying our performance. I bent down and began licking Scott's nipples. Scott threw his head back and pulled my head closer into his chest with his strong arms. I was biting and licking his hard brown flesh and he was loving it. Right in the middle of my tit licking, Scott pushed my head away and planted a deep long kiss into my mouth. Our tongues were like a basket full of mad snakes as we rammed each other's throats. I was so horny. I couldn't get enough of him. I was franticly running my hands over his back and ass and soon got the urge to kneal down and see what his dick tasted like. His underwear was still around his ankles. As I moved down, he stepped out of them and kicked them across the room. He moved his legs about two feet apart, for leverage. I placed my lips around his hot massive cock. It was a skinny but solid piece of meat. It was long, about eight inches and curved downward. Perfect for going down my throat. I lubed it up with my spit and then began taking it in towards my lungs. He began girating his hips as if to try to fuck my mouth. I quickly took my mouth from his dick, stood up and started kissing him again. I wanted him to taste his dick as much as I wanted to taste his mouth again. He grabbed my hands and moved them back to his ass. He wanted me to play with his ass again. I kneaded his ass cheeks and he soon reached back and moved my hands to his fuck hole. I teased his opening and slowly worked in my index finger into the puckered entrance. He was arching his back attempting to make his hole accessible to my probing fingers. I managed to get in one finger up to the second knuckle. The boys on the sofa were really getting into this. They were sitting there jacking off and looked as though they were ready to pounce upon us. Just to give you an idea of how horny I was, I realized that if I'd had some lubrication, I could easily work in two fingers. I stuck the finger that had been in his ass as well as another into my mouth. I covered it with spit and put it back down near his hole. He was ready. I inserted two fingers easily and began to finger-fuck him uncontrollably. With one swift move he pulled out and turned around. He pressed his ass up against my dick and began rocking back and forth, he wanted me to fuck him with my cock. I positioned my dick at his hole and slowly guided it in him. I found the opening easy access. I proceeded to slide my rod into him only stopping once to get better leverage. I finally went in as far as I could. The end of my dick was burning up inside the warm depths of his guts. He must have been severly horny to let me dry fuck him like I did. We continued to fuck standing up for about twenty to thirty thrusts. His legs began to quiver and I was finding it difficult to stick it in his ass. He was so weak, he was falling to the floor. I pulled out and he got on the floor. He was on his knees with his ass in the air and the side of his face on the floor. I bent down behind him and guided the end of my prick towards his heart. As the head of my dick went inside him, I looked around the room. The guys on the sofa were in a major sixty-nine. Three of the guys were getting fucked and two others were getting sucked off by them. There was one guy underneath licking everything he could. I had my own porno flick on the sofa. I turned my head to see what else was happening in the room. Mike was french kissing this older guy (about 25) and Philip was sucking both of their dicks. Sometime during, Philip and Mike had taken their clothes off and were taking advantage of this 25 year old. I noticed that there wasn't but one or two that had their underwear on. One was sitting at the piano and had his dick out jacking off and the other one was knealing down in front of the big screen T.V., rubbing his hand over his bulge. Hell, there was even some guys fucking on the stairs. I can remember seeing a young guy's balls swinging back and forth as his dick slammed into an ass on the next step up. Still, the guys on the couch were our audience and they each were watching. I was deep inside Scott by now and had begun slamming my body down in his ass. He felt so warm and wet that I'd grind my hips into him as I penetrated a new area of his insides. My rhythm had picked up when I looked back across the room and saw Porn Man standing in the hallway with a video camera. His robe was opened and he had a hard-on beneath his boxers. I was still so stoned that I didn't really give a shit that I was being videotaped. I felt like a porn star and wanted to give it my best. I began to ram my dick into Scott's ass as hard as I could. The second I'd get in as far as I could, I'd grind my hips in a circular motion to get deeper. Each time I'd do this, I'd feel a warmer area of his insides that I hadn't felt yet. He'd even begun to fuck me back. He's raise his waist off the floor in hopes that I'd discover a new depth of his guts. Scott was beginning to groan and make noise with each thrust. The sound from the television had decreased and I soon n oticed that two of the couples from the sofa had moved to the floor beside us. I'd anticipated an orgy, yet I didn't want anyone to get with Scott. He was too fine and I wanted him all to myself. I had been pounding away at Scott's ass for some time. There were now about four couples on the floor next to us. I could still see some action in various corners of the room but most of the fun was happening on the floor. Only a few minutes had passed before Porn Man was making his rounds with unopened bottles of Poppers. He had put down the video camera and was walking around with a tray of small bottles. Almost everyone had taken one and moved to the area around us. There were very few people elsewhere. I smelled the odor of the Isobutyl Nitrate as I continued to pound away at the ass I was currently owning. I'd apparently lost track of time cause the kid on the video was now surrounded by a crowd of hooded guys. They were shooting cum all over his tear stained face. But then again, I'd lost interest in the video and could care less. I moved my hand to the calf of a couple screwing next to us. It was a muscular calf to say the least. I massaged the long tendon that was encased within the thick skin of this stranger's leg. He moved his foot and began rubbing it along the backside of my leg, making his way up to my ass. Each time I'd go inside Scott, this guy would press his foot against my ass, trying to push me in farther. He must've thought that me letting him touch me was some kind of cue for him to join in. He silently whispered his name in my ear as he got on top of me from behind. "I'm Brian. What's your name?" "I'm Sean. What do you want to do?" I asked, hornier than I've ever been. "You're hot. I wanna fuck your ass like you're doin' him". Brian said, nodding his head towards Scott. I'll need some Poppers". Brian motioned for PornMan to come over. Porn Man was there in seconds. Brian grabbed two bottles and a small tube of K-Y off the tray. He put one of the bottles in his mouth to break the seal. He twisted the cap. I could hear the gasses spew from the lid. Brian placed the opened bottle down to my nose. "Sniff it", Brian commanded. I exhaled as long and as hard as I could then closed one nostril as he stuck the glass bottle up to my nose. I inhaled as deeply as possible. My brain and sinuses were completely filled up with the toxic fumes. He replaced the cap and sat the bottle down beside me. I pulled out of Scott and laid down on my back. Scott was soon towering over me with his dick at my lips. I bent my knees up as Brian was squeezing a long trail of K-Y on his dick. He put enough on the head so he could smear it onto my asshole. He repositioned himself to where he was closer to me. He stuck his ass out as he guided his thick dick inside me. The head of his dick was huge. It was considerably larger than the shaft and was almost completely round. Once he managaed to get the head inside me the rest was easy. My head was spinning around in circles. I didn't care what else happened...I just wanted him to fuck me. I raised my mouth to Scott's cock. There was a long trail of precum dripping from his slit as he positioned it into my mouth. It tasted so sweet when he dove into my mouth and began face fucking me. I was being plowed from both ends. The Poppers had begun to wear off and I was wanting more. Scott picked the bottle off the floor and opened it. He placed it up to my nose so I could refuel. I took another long sniff of it and he replaced the cap and moved into a 69 position with Scott. I laid there enjoying the feeling from the Poppers and from the stabbing I was getting from Brian. I could've easily cum right then but I wanted it to last. I continued sucking Scott's dick and he began sucking mine. I was precumming gallons and Scott was swallowing every drop. Just then I saw someone up by my head. It was one of the guys from the couch. He was about seventeen and looked like he may have been a swimmer. He had dirty bleached blonde hair and a deep rich tan that are normally worn by lifeguards. There was a small light blonde trail of hair that connected his belly button with his bush. His dick was about 7 inches. He had gotten his dose of Poppers and was about to fuck Scott. Scott's ass was only inches from my face. I could see this guy pulling Scott's ass cheeks apart and looking at his destination to see if it could accomodate his tool. I continued to suck Scott's dick, preparing him for the fucking he was about to receive. Scott lifted his leg as if to say, "go ahead...stick it in". Not 5 seconds had passed before this dude was shoving his meat into Scott. I was getting an upclose view and odor of this dick entering Scott's hole. His pace was slow at first then it eventually got faster. I was still having to deal with Brian at my ass. I guess Brian seeing Scott getting fucked and me sucking his dick was getting him off. He had put arms around my legs and was doing push ups into my hole. His weight was slamming down on top of me and his dick was pulsating. Brian's whole body went rigid as he began climaxing and pouring his seed into my insides. He was worn out. He pulled out and sat down next to me running his fingers over my stomach. My asshole was tingling. I closed my eyes to concentrate on Scott sucking my dick. I was startled by a familiar feeling in my ass. Someone else had replaced Brian at my hole and was frantically trying to get inside me before I opened my eyes. I looked down at this new participant. It was Philip. He didn't waste any time. He was all the way in me in about 5 seconds. I looked up at his face and he was staring right into my eyes, smiling. His eyes were half closed from being stoned and was trying his best to concentrate on what he was doing. Just as he perfected his rhythm, the swimmer looking guy that was fucking Scott was cumming. He had started shooting inside Scott and accidentally pulled out. It was a mess. There was cum all over Scott's dick and belly. The guy began jacking off to empty the rest of his load. I moved over to suck on Scott's dick again and he returned to sucking mine. I noticed that a line had begun to form behind Philip. There were about three guys on their knees beating off. I don't think they were trying to cum. I think they were just trying to keep their dicks hard. I was in for a long night...and was loving it. I tried not to pay any attention to the waiting line and was wanting to hurry up and bring Scott to orgasm. That is until I saw a line forming up above my head. One guy had positioned himself at Scott's hole and was about to start fucking. This guy looked down at me and smiled, anxiously wanting to get started on Scott's ass. He said, "hi, I'm David. This won't take long". He was about 27 years old, stocky and had a huge dick. It was a very veiny, dark and thick dick. My eyes were drawn to the size of the blood vessels that ran down the topside of his rod. David looked down at his dick and let a long glob of spit fall from his lips. It landed perfectly on the head of his dick and he quickly spread it onto his cock. His dick head was pointed right at Scott's opening. I just couldn't see how he was going to get his thick piece of meat in Scott's tiny hole. I was worried for Scott. This wasn't going to be easy. Philip was now burying his dick inside me and emptying his nuts. I could feel the pressure of his hot seed filling me up. I prepared myself for the next guy. He looked alot like David. He had the same build but was a little older. Probably early 30's. He had a great body to be his age. He obviously worked out at the gym. His pecs were very big and the large ripples in his stomach twitched as he stroked his dick down towards the floor. As he began to guide it in me, I rose up and saw it. "GODDAMN!!", I thought. It was bigger than David's. This is going to hurt like hell. I braced myself, then picked up the bottle of Poppers and took the longest sniff of my life. I wanted it to last cause I knew this guy was going to have to take his time or kill me trying. He waited for me to give the bottle to Scott. Scott took a hellacious hit and put the cap back on. We both were scared to death until the fumes reached our brains. As it turns out David and the beefy guy at my ass were lovers. They had planned to get me and Scott at the same time. David and his lover were leaning over us kissing. They whispered something to each other then regained their original position. Softly they spoke at the same time, "One, Two, Two and a half, GO!!" On the word "GO" they both lundged forward and shoved their cocks inside us. We both tensed up at the same time, rising off the floor trying to keep from screaming. Neither of the guys had mercy. The tips of their dicks were at our holes, then in our stomachs with one swift thrust. We both arched our backs at the same time and let a low pitched scream escape from our throats. The worst was over. They fucked us for at least ten minutes. I felt like I was about to cum. Scott must have too because his arm was flying up and down on his rod like there was no tomorrow. The man inside my ass began power driving his gigantic pole into my frail in comparison, body. As soon as the others in line noticed that we were about to shoot off, they moved over to our sides. They all began jacking off, pointing their dicks over our bodies. We continued to jack off and wanted the painful fucking to end. I felt the first drop of cum hit my chest. I looked to see who it was. It was Mike. He was shooting more than I'd ever seen him do. My chest was warmed by his abundant flow of cum. Then another guy let his load go. I looked down at Scott and his entire face was almost completely covered with white milky cum. Two guys had shot off on him at the same time. His eyes were closed and his eye sockets were now pools of jism. I felt myself ready to unload. My dick started throbbing and I soon released the first jet of semen. It shot out of my slit and landed on the leg of the guy standing above my head. He matched my load with his. He poured jolt after jolt of seed all over my face, neck and chest. My spasms must've triggered the man in my ass. His muscles tensed and he was releasing his nut liquid into my bowels. With each squirt of his jism, his dick would expand as if he was shooting out concrete instead of cum. I could feel every explosion of his dick in my full ass. I was thankful that he was done. He left his dick inside me as he milked his shaft. I felt the last large blob of semen flow out of his dick causing my sphincter to stretch as he dispensed his thick load in my ass. He pulled his limp dick out of me and wiped the excess drool off the tip of his dick onto my thigh. Scott still hadn't cum yet. There were guys massaging the cum of others into the silky skin of his chest. They were pinching his nipples and someone had laid down beside me and was licking David's balls beneath his pounding rod. I watched as David's cock pistoned in and out of Scott's ass. I could see the stretched flesh around Scott's hole grip David's long prick as it dove in and out. Some guy in his late 20's had leaned down and was licking the cum off my stomach and chest. Just then, Scott began a high pitched moan. "Ah...ah...ah...here I go", Scott moaned as he too shot above his face. His landed in his blonde hair like dew on a spider web. Every spurt seemed to land either in his hair or on his face. He still had his eyes closed from the cum covering his eyelids. There was no area on our bodies that didn't show a sign of semen. We laid there on the floor for about 30 minutes. Our legs were weak and we were exhausted. Everyone else went to the bathroom to wash up. When they returned, Porn Man had put a new tape in the VCR. He stood back from the Television and pressed play on the remote. This scene was too familiar. It was his living room. There were two young guys on the floor getting the shit fucked out of them. The camera panned down to their faces. It was me and Scott. I don't even remember seeing the camera but that one time. Someone else must've recorded it. I began wondering if the kid in the first video he showed was one he'd recorded. I later asked Porn Man, "who was that kid in the first video?" He told me that it was a video he made years ago with this boy who lived with him. "Well where is he now?", I asked. "You'd be surprised...I'll give you a hint". I stood there for a moment in sheer anticipation. Porn Man continued, "He's here tonight....and I have you on video tape fucking him". My mouth dropped open and I turned to look for Scott. I looked back at Porn Man, "Scott?" Porn Man closed his eyes, placed his finger on his nose, and smiled. My conversation with Scott to follow.....