“Did you come in your pants just now?” Bobby asked, as I looked… way up… at a very large black man… six-and-a-half feet tall… and young… twenties, maybe… with the physique of an offensive lineman.
“Um… I… well…” I struggled to find something to say, totally embarrassed to be caught with my cum stained pants.
“Shit, this one’s a pure faggot,” Anderson roared with laughter. “Even Halpert… who loves getting spit roasted… has never come from getting fucked… never mind just from sucking a dick or two.”
“I don’t know what happened,” I explained, which of course wasn’t much of an explanation.
“It’s not rocket science: you were sucking dick, you got excited, so you came in your pants,” Scott said.
“But I don’t know why,” I said, truly not understanding. “I’m not gay.”
“You just willingly sucked two cocks,” Scott pointed out.
“It wasn’t willingly,” I countered.
“Okay, I’ll admit Anderson and I didn’t give you much choice when we stuck our dicks in your mouth. But once they were there, did you bob willingly?” Scott interrogated as Halpert walked up to me… wearing only a t-shirt… his dick tiny and flaccid… with lube in his hand.
“Okay, guilty as charged. But I’m not getting fucked,” I said.
“You’re not?” Scott asked.
“No way,” I asserted.
Bobby pulled his pants down and said, “Okay, here’s the deal. You can either suck my dick or get fucked.”
“I’ll suck your dick,” I said without hesitation, even though I could see his cock was mammoth. Much longer and thicker than either Scott’s or Anderson’.
“Then get sucking,” Bobby said, his dark chocolate cock semi-hard.
I quickly dropped to my knees, having decided this was a decent compromise… one more blow job instead of getting ass fucked.
“Shit, he’s an eager faggot,” Anderson said as I took the cock in my mouth.
“It will smell and taste like pussy, because I just fucked Janice,” Bobby said.
“Lucky guy,” Anderson said, as I did indeed smell pussy and could taste it too… which made the cock sucking even more exciting. I hated to admit it… but a cock in my mouth was exhilarating… and natural… and had my own cock hard again.
“Me or the new faggot?” Bobby asked with a deep laugh, making his cock, now almost completely hard, vibrate in my mouth.
“Both,” Scott said.
“Fuck,” Anderson sighed.
“The Panthers need a new corner,” Scott sighed as the cock in my mouth finished hardening completely… just as I heard the Generals had scored… having literally forgotten there was a football game going on.
“He fell and sprained something,” Anderson explained.
“Jesus Christ!” Scott bellowed. “I’m out two hundred bucks if we lose.”
“We’re only down by one,” Anderson said.
“True,” Scott said. “And there’s lots of time left.”
“What’s the over-under?” Bobby asked.
“Thirty-eight,” Scott said.
“What game is next?” Bobby asked as I sucked his cock, figuring it must be at least ten inches long and fat as fuck.
“Stallions against Gamblers,” Scott said.
“Should be a good one,” Bobby said.
“Usually it is,” Scott said. “They hate each other.”
“I love the rivalries,” Bobby said.
As I sucked, I felt my pants being undone and my zipper pulled down.
I begged, “Please! I just want to be a cock sucker,” which I’d never imagined ever saying.
“No worries. We won’t fuck you until you beg us to do it,” Scott promised.
Bobby shoved his cock back in my mouth and said, “But this mouth was born to suck and get fucked.”
“But we do need to let you enjoy Halpert as our freeuse faggot at least once before you replace him,” Scott said.
I couldn’t respond, since I had a dick in my mouth… a monster dick… that I resumed bobbing on. I felt my dick being pulled out, and soon I felt a mouth on it.
My eyes went wide! I was getting my cock sucked by a guy while I sucked a different guy’s .
Surreal!
I sucked Bobby, stuffing over five inches of it into my mouth, while my own dick was being worked over better than my wife ever could. He saved up some excessive saliva to make it feel really good.
“Yes!” Scott yelled.
“Go for two!” Bobby urged.
“For sure!” Anderson added.
A couple minutes later, after we got the two-point convert, Bobby warned, “Get ready for my load, faggot.”
I moaned on his cock while Halpert was really working my dick over.
“Yeah, you want my cum?” Bobby asked, pulling his cock out of my mouth.
I didn’t even hesitate, desperately craving his cum, “Yes please, give me that big load.”
“Because you’re a cock sucker?” he asked, slapping my face with his hard rod.
“Yes,” I admitted, shame and acceptance battling for dominance inside me.
“Yes, what?” he drilled down, sliding his cock in my mouth and then pulling it back out.
“Yes, I’m your cock sucker,” I declared, desperately wanting his cock back in my mouth and his cum swallowed down my throat.
“And our new freeuse faggot?” he added, sliding his cock into my mouth and fucking me roughly, jamming all ten inches into my mouth and throat, making my eyes water while I gagged.
When he pulled out, I was shocked to realize I’d managed to fit all ten inches of Bobby’s cock in my mouth, albeit briefly. Not worried about the consequences of my declaration, but only caring about getting this perfect cock back in my mouth, I replied, coughing a little, “Yes, I’m your new freeuse faggot.”
“Which includes giving us that pussy,” Bobby said, “ya good with that?” as he slid back into my mouth and fucked my face.
I focused on breathing through my nose and not gagging, while I grunted, “Unh hunh.”
“This faggot is a keeper,” Anderson said.
“Oh yeah, I knew he’d be perfect the minute I saw him,” Scott said for the second time… which really baffled me… how could I possibly look like a faggot? I worked out at the gym… I was 200 pounds and in great shape… nothing about me said gay… or cock sucker… or especially faggot!
“Well, you were damn right,” Bobby said as he pulled out, and then before I had any time to react, I was shocked to feel his cum exploding all over my face… on two counts. First, I was shocked to get a facial. Second, I was shocked by how warm and pleasant the cum felt when it hit my face… something else I’d never considered.
I wanted some of that cum in my mouth, so without thinking, I leaned forward and wrapped my lips around the pulsing cock, catching the chocolate stud’s final little ropes of cum.
“Only a real faggot takes the cock back into his mouth to get more cum,” Bobby laughed.
I didn’t respond with words as I bobbed, extracting every last drop of his salty seed… which was shockingly delicious and instantly addicting.
A minute later Bobby pulled out, and Scott asked me, “Want to fuck the freeuse?”
“What?” I asked, looking down at Halpert, who was sucking me from the side, which must have been awkward.
“Just bend him over and fuck his ass,” Scott advised.
“Really?” I asked.
“Yeah, freeuse means exactly that: all his holes are free for us… including you… to use,” Scott explained.
“I don’t know,” I hesitated… This seemed gayer than sucking cock… which was pretty ridiculous, since I’d just sucked three dicks, swallowed two loads, and loved taking a facial.
Halpert backed off of my cock and said… no, actually begged… as he stood up and bent over the table, “Please Greg, fuck my pussy! I need it so bad!”
“You sure?” I asked.
“Yeah, there’s nothing better than a cock in my pussy,” he said, sounding desperate.
“Just fuck him,” Scott told me.
Feeling horny as fuck… and wanting to reclaim a bit of my manhood… by becoming a top instead of a bottom… I stood up and shrugged, “Okay, sure. Why not?”
I stepped behind his ass and slid my cock into it… which he easily swallowed, even though it was a really tight fit.
“Oh yeah, fuck me, breed me,” Halpert moaned as I slowly fucked his ass… feeling a rush of adrenaline from doing it.
“Yeah, give it to him, Gregor,” Scott encouraged.
“Pound that pussy,” Anderson added.
“Soon you’re going to be the pussy,” Bobby said, summoning me back into his strange reality.
“Oh yes, harder! Fuck me harder, Gregor,” Halpert moaned, his left arm stretched forward so I could see his wedding ring… while I could also see mine, since my hands were on his hips.
“Oh fuck,” I groaned just a few strokes later… already about to burst.
“Come in his pussy!” Bobby cheered.
“Breed the bitch!” Anderson added nonsensically.
“Yes, come inside me, Gregor,” Halpert whimpered in a wildly feminine tone.
“Okay,” I grunted, and a few seconds later I erupted my second load of this surreal day… this one in a guy’s ass… or perhaps his pussy, in this context.
“Yesssss,” he moaned loudly as I spewed my load into him.
“Yes,” Scott said.
“Pick six!” Bobby cheered, throwing both hands in the air.
“Nice,” I said. We were talking football again for the first time since the first cock had slipped into my mouth what seemed like an eternity ago… but when I checked the game clock on the television, there was still twelve minutes left, so I’d been at this for only about half an hour. So In half an hour I’d sucked three cocks, swallowed two loads, taken one facial, came in my pants, and most recently I’d fucked and come inside a man’s asshole.
“Yeah,” Scott said, the other three men now fully dressed and drinking beer.