Danny held out his hand, and cupped inside it were three straws. From this angle, it was impossible to tell which of the three was the key to an evening of work, and which were the keys to an evening of pleasure.
We'd been doing it for a while now, and honestly, I'm not sure why we even started. Three straight young men had no business partaking in activities such as this, yet none of us could deny that since our Game Nights began, this aspect had become something of a favourite.
It had been awkward at the beginning. Weird even, but now we'd become so used to the strange ordeal that we didn't even have to set the ground rules anymore. Nobody bothered to warn the others not to tell anyone, because why would we? At this point we'd all drawn the short straw at least once, and when I pulled it for a second time, Danny and Leon grinned wildly.
"You deserve that after last week" Danny smirked, "I still can't walk properly".
My cheeks began to redden as Leon stood up and drew the curtains. We may have been used to this, but precautions were still needed.
We always used Leon's house for Game Night. His parents spent every weekend on some fancy getaway, and always left him a ton of money for food, which he liberally spent on beer and pizza instead. At twenty-one, he was the oldest of the group, and dare I say, the most handsome.
He was tall, probably six two or three, and pretty bulky, too. Unlike Danny or I, Leon didn't actually play any sports so I guess he was just naturally fit. His skin was a dark tone, completely smooth and layered over his muscle tightly.
Danny was nineteen, shorter than Leon but even more muscular. He'd played some high school football, but in college he'd turned his attention solely to the gym, and it was obvious. He had always reminded me of a military guy, though as much as his dad had pushed him, that was never the path he wanted to go down.
"Alright" Leon said as the room fell dark, "you know what to do".
I did know. Since our game began months ago, the rules had been simple. It was a drunken idea at first, egged on by the raging hormones of a couple of horny teenagers and one dominant young man. I stood up, peeled off my shirt to reveal a thin, yet decently developed body, and a few seconds later, I was naked.
In the light of day, Danny, Leon and I were the best of friends. We had been for many years, but during Game Night, a hierarchy existed, and tonight, I was at the bottom.
Danny reached over and grabbed my cock, pulling me forward by it until I stood between his knees and looked down at him. Leon may have been the best looking, but Danny was painfully hot, too.
"Get me a beer" he smirked, squeezing me as I suppressed a laugh and a gasp.
I nodded and walked toward the kitchen, but not before a sharp sting spread across my ass. I turned to find Leon, his hand ready to strike again and a grin on his handsome face.
"Make that two" he told me, and I nodded once more.
When I returned to the living room, both of them had already grabbed the controllers and were in the middle of a heated game. I didn't need to ask what they wanted from me, my role was simple tonight; Pleasure my best friends by any means necessary.
I cracked open both their cans and placed them down next to them. Danny spread his legs apart as he looked over my head at the television screen, and lifted his plump butt so I could pull down his shorts.
I still hadn't worked out which of the two were bigger. Danny's cock was a grower, for sure. When I got his shorts down his muscular legs, only his tight, white boxer briefs remained, and after peeling them down, his modestly sized cock lay curled over his hairy balls.
"You fucker!" He snapped as Leon took the first round and cheered in celebration.
The first time we'd done this, the nervousness was palpable in the air. Now, however, it was a completely normal aspect of our Friday nights.
I took Danny's soft cock between my fingers and began to play with it as they started round two.
The funny part about this whole thing was that we genuinely weren't a bunch of closeted gay guys who secretly got off to guys all the time. Danny had a long term girlfriend, Leon had his fair share of saucy encounters with females, and I had been longing for Stephanie Grace from high school for as long as I could remember.
We were straight guys, but what was the problem with helping each other blow off some steam at the end of the week? Sure, one person always had to take one for the team, but I'd spent all of last Friday drilling Danny's hole until he could hardly walk, so it was only fair that I was the one taking his semi-erect cock into my mouth tonight.
I always enjoyed the taste of Danny's cock. Leon was pristine, showering twice a day and keeping himself so clean that his skin almost sparkled. Danny, on the other hand, was a bit more lax in his hygiene routine. He wasn't dirty by any means, but he had the scent of man stuck to him, and the musk from his junk was something that he was proud of.
As he became hard in my mouth, I felt Leon slide his finger between my ass and push against my hole.
"Yeah, that's getting destroyed tonight" I heard him laugh.
"That's putting it mildly" Danny smirked, running his hand through my hair as I gagged on his tool, "I need to get me some payback".
I had no doubt that Danny would get me back for last week. It was a price I was willing to pay after his perfect hole made me cum three times, but Leon was one of the strongest guys I knew, so taking a hammering from him was going to be a tough one.
"My turn" he said, as they began playing again, so I let Danny's wet cock slip from my throat, and crawled toward my other best friend.
He did me the favour of removing his own pants, so when I stowed myself between his legs, his long, black cock was already waiting for me.
Like the rest of his body, he was smooth down below, and when I lipped his limp prick into my mouth, I instantly tasted the mild flavours of whatever soap he'd used. He sat back and I got to work.
Over the next hour, I worked between Danny and Leon. My jaw ached from sucking their cocks, and my mouth was filled with the salty taste of pre-cum. Leon fed it to me in copious amounts, with each bulb feeling like an entire cum shot. It was quite enjoyable, if I was being honest, but I scarcely had time to dwell on it as I was pulled between the two.
Danny's cock began to twitch as I gagged on him. I knew that he was close, yet he barely paid any attention to the fact as he mindlessly continued with his game, until finally he gasped.
My mouth flooded with his warm, sharp seed. I gulped it down, filling my stomach with my best friend's nut as he pumped it into my mouth. When the last of it spilled, I swallowed it down and licked up the spillages before sucking him clean and turning toward Leon.
My knees hurt from kneeling. My neck hurt from bending, and my throat hurt from sucking, but these were part and parcel of Game Night, and if I wanted to be the one sitting there next week, then I'd continue my services for the night.
Leon stuffed his cock back into my mouth which still held the flavours of Danny, and I got to work.
I'd been sucking his dick on an off for the last hour, so it didn't take long before the young man groaned and pushed my head further down his cock.
"Oh fuck!" he moaned, his balls crawling upwards as he began squirting his seed straight down my throat.
I didn't have the choice of swallowing as Leon deposited his load directly into my stomach. I felt it fill me, mixing with Danny's in a thick, hot cocktail of sperm. When I finished cleaning his cock, I got to my feet and fetched them two new beers.
At eighteen, I was the youngest of the group, but I was still a man, and men knew what men needed, so when I returned to them, my cock swinging between my legs, and served them their beers, I sat back down and waited.
That was the purpose of this whole thing. Other than me, both of them had been with plenty of women, and the general consensus was that we were better at pleasing each other than any woman could ever be. Both of their cocks would be sensitive now, neither of them would be particularly interested in continuing for a while, so my job now was to wait until I was needed again, so that's what I did.
It was almost thirty minutes later when Danny beckoned me over with only his finger. He gestured toward the area between his legs and I got to my knees once more, inches away from his ripe junk.
As he continued to play the game, he lifted his legs, pressed his heels against the edge of the sofa and lifted his ass until I was eye level with his hairy taint. Once again, I didn't need to be told what to do.
I spread his cheeks apart, revealing the dark circle of hair and asshole, and pushed my tongue against it. If his cock was sharp, his hole was on a different level.
I can't say that the idea didn't make me a little queasy at first, but when Danny had jammed his tongue inside me, I knew that it was a feeling that I couldn't deny my best friends. Since then, I'd grown quite fond of rimming them.
I lapped at his leathery hole, my tongue sliding around his passage as it clenched and he gasped above. His cock began leaking into his bellybutton almost instantly, and after ten minutes of exhaustive tongue fucking, Leon called me over to do the same.
I was always mesmerised by how the young man could be so smooth. As my tired tongue and mouth began to kiss and worship his pink hole, I couldn't help but liken it to a soft silk. Unlike Danny, there was a hint of sweetness from the soap, which filled my lungs as I plunged my tongue into his hole.
Eventually they were both too horny to continue the game, and I knew it was time.
Leon twisted so that his body was facing Danny. He slid his hard cock back into my mouth, which still tasted like cum and ass.
Danny however, was planning his revenge, and had already lathered my hole in lube before he bent my knees and pushed my back down. I felt his hands pry open my ass cheeks.
"Ready?" He asked, and I mumbled into Leon's hard cock.
I winced as he began to push inside me. My ring fought against his girth, but it was useless. Even if I had wanted to prevent him, I couldn't. I was smaller than both of them, weaker, too, and now I was theirs, to do with what they pleased.
After a few minutes of gasping and wincing, Danny had impaled me fully. It was a strange feeling, but not a bad one. Being spread open by your best friend was certainly an experience, but being fucked by Danny, was a mind numbing ordeal.
He wasted no time in getting started. As Leon fucked my throat, Danny began slamming in and out of me at speed.
He had the perfect cock for ass fucking. Each long, hard stroke of his pole made my prostate shiver. Each thrust sent a wave of pleasure through my sweating body and caused my cock to drool below.
I whimpered into Leon's meat, my ass being brutalised and my throat being rammed with vigour. Being used like this made me feel something that no woman could ever accomplish. I was their toy, their play thing, their slave.
Danny grabbed my waist firmly, keeping me in place as he drilled my aching hole, and then I heard their hands clash above me in a sort of Bro high five. They were ready, and so was I.
Their pace quickened, and my mind couldn't decide which brutal invasion to focus on most. Leon's cock exploded first, spilling a smaller, but more violent load than the last time, into my mouth. As I began gulping it down, Danny moaned out behind me.
"I'm cumming!" He snarled, his hips slamming viciously against my ass, and then I felt it happen.
It was like my insides were being inflated with warmth. His cum flooded my rectum, drenching me with his sperm and adding his very DNA to me as though I was his property.
The entire event had tipped me over the edge. As my two best friends emptied themselves inside me, my cock began to spray the sofa beneath me, and my hole clenched around Danny's pole to ensure that he left everything in my guts.
When it was finally over, and the three of us were drained, we fell back onto the couch, breathless and sweaty.
Danny always did it. His hand returned to my private areas, fondling me as I lay there exhausted, fingering his load deeper into my bowels to ensure that his juices remained inside me for as long as possible.
As tired as I was, I knew one thing was for certain. Tonight was only beginning.
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We'd been doing it for a while now, and honestly, I'm not sure why we even started. Three straight young men had no business partaking in activities such as this, yet none of us could deny that since our Game Nights began, this aspect had become something of a favourite.
It had been awkward at the beginning. Weird even, but now we'd become so used to the strange ordeal that we didn't even have to set the ground rules anymore. Nobody bothered to warn the others not to tell anyone, because why would we? At this point we'd all drawn the short straw at least once, and when I pulled it for a second time, Danny and Leon grinned wildly.
"You deserve that after last week" Danny smirked, "I still can't walk properly".
My cheeks began to redden as Leon stood up and drew the curtains. We may have been used to this, but precautions were still needed.
We always used Leon's house for Game Night. His parents spent every weekend on some fancy getaway, and always left him a ton of money for food, which he liberally spent on beer and pizza instead. At twenty-one, he was the oldest of the group, and dare I say, the most handsome.
He was tall, probably six two or three, and pretty bulky, too. Unlike Danny or I, Leon didn't actually play any sports so I guess he was just naturally fit. His skin was a dark tone, completely smooth and layered over his muscle tightly.
Danny was nineteen, shorter than Leon but even more muscular. He'd played some high school football, but in college he'd turned his attention solely to the gym, and it was obvious. He had always reminded me of a military guy, though as much as his dad had pushed him, that was never the path he wanted to go down.
"Alright" Leon said as the room fell dark, "you know what to do".
I did know. Since our game began months ago, the rules had been simple. It was a drunken idea at first, egged on by the raging hormones of a couple of horny teenagers and one dominant young man. I stood up, peeled off my shirt to reveal a thin, yet decently developed body, and a few seconds later, I was naked.
In the light of day, Danny, Leon and I were the best of friends. We had been for many years, but during Game Night, a hierarchy existed, and tonight, I was at the bottom.
Danny reached over and grabbed my cock, pulling me forward by it until I stood between his knees and looked down at him. Leon may have been the best looking, but Danny was painfully hot, too.
"Get me a beer" he smirked, squeezing me as I suppressed a laugh and a gasp.
I nodded and walked toward the kitchen, but not before a sharp sting spread across my ass. I turned to find Leon, his hand ready to strike again and a grin on his handsome face.
"Make that two" he told me, and I nodded once more.
When I returned to the living room, both of them had already grabbed the controllers and were in the middle of a heated game. I didn't need to ask what they wanted from me, my role was simple tonight; Pleasure my best friends by any means necessary.
I cracked open both their cans and placed them down next to them. Danny spread his legs apart as he looked over my head at the television screen, and lifted his plump butt so I could pull down his shorts.
I still hadn't worked out which of the two were bigger. Danny's cock was a grower, for sure. When I got his shorts down his muscular legs, only his tight, white boxer briefs remained, and after peeling them down, his modestly sized cock lay curled over his hairy balls.
"You fucker!" He snapped as Leon took the first round and cheered in celebration.
The first time we'd done this, the nervousness was palpable in the air. Now, however, it was a completely normal aspect of our Friday nights.
I took Danny's soft cock between my fingers and began to play with it as they started round two.
The funny part about this whole thing was that we genuinely weren't a bunch of closeted gay guys who secretly got off to guys all the time. Danny had a long term girlfriend, Leon had his fair share of saucy encounters with females, and I had been longing for Stephanie Grace from high school for as long as I could remember.
We were straight guys, but what was the problem with helping each other blow off some steam at the end of the week? Sure, one person always had to take one for the team, but I'd spent all of last Friday drilling Danny's hole until he could hardly walk, so it was only fair that I was the one taking his semi-erect cock into my mouth tonight.
I always enjoyed the taste of Danny's cock. Leon was pristine, showering twice a day and keeping himself so clean that his skin almost sparkled. Danny, on the other hand, was a bit more lax in his hygiene routine. He wasn't dirty by any means, but he had the scent of man stuck to him, and the musk from his junk was something that he was proud of.
As he became hard in my mouth, I felt Leon slide his finger between my ass and push against my hole.
"Yeah, that's getting destroyed tonight" I heard him laugh.
"That's putting it mildly" Danny smirked, running his hand through my hair as I gagged on his tool, "I need to get me some payback".
I had no doubt that Danny would get me back for last week. It was a price I was willing to pay after his perfect hole made me cum three times, but Leon was one of the strongest guys I knew, so taking a hammering from him was going to be a tough one.
"My turn" he said, as they began playing again, so I let Danny's wet cock slip from my throat, and crawled toward my other best friend.
He did me the favour of removing his own pants, so when I stowed myself between his legs, his long, black cock was already waiting for me.
Like the rest of his body, he was smooth down below, and when I lipped his limp prick into my mouth, I instantly tasted the mild flavours of whatever soap he'd used. He sat back and I got to work.
Over the next hour, I worked between Danny and Leon. My jaw ached from sucking their cocks, and my mouth was filled with the salty taste of pre-cum. Leon fed it to me in copious amounts, with each bulb feeling like an entire cum shot. It was quite enjoyable, if I was being honest, but I scarcely had time to dwell on it as I was pulled between the two.
Danny's cock began to twitch as I gagged on him. I knew that he was close, yet he barely paid any attention to the fact as he mindlessly continued with his game, until finally he gasped.
My mouth flooded with his warm, sharp seed. I gulped it down, filling my stomach with my best friend's nut as he pumped it into my mouth. When the last of it spilled, I swallowed it down and licked up the spillages before sucking him clean and turning toward Leon.
My knees hurt from kneeling. My neck hurt from bending, and my throat hurt from sucking, but these were part and parcel of Game Night, and if I wanted to be the one sitting there next week, then I'd continue my services for the night.
Leon stuffed his cock back into my mouth which still held the flavours of Danny, and I got to work.
I'd been sucking his dick on an off for the last hour, so it didn't take long before the young man groaned and pushed my head further down his cock.
"Oh fuck!" he moaned, his balls crawling upwards as he began squirting his seed straight down my throat.
I didn't have the choice of swallowing as Leon deposited his load directly into my stomach. I felt it fill me, mixing with Danny's in a thick, hot cocktail of sperm. When I finished cleaning his cock, I got to my feet and fetched them two new beers.
At eighteen, I was the youngest of the group, but I was still a man, and men knew what men needed, so when I returned to them, my cock swinging between my legs, and served them their beers, I sat back down and waited.
That was the purpose of this whole thing. Other than me, both of them had been with plenty of women, and the general consensus was that we were better at pleasing each other than any woman could ever be. Both of their cocks would be sensitive now, neither of them would be particularly interested in continuing for a while, so my job now was to wait until I was needed again, so that's what I did.
It was almost thirty minutes later when Danny beckoned me over with only his finger. He gestured toward the area between his legs and I got to my knees once more, inches away from his ripe junk.
As he continued to play the game, he lifted his legs, pressed his heels against the edge of the sofa and lifted his ass until I was eye level with his hairy taint. Once again, I didn't need to be told what to do.
I spread his cheeks apart, revealing the dark circle of hair and asshole, and pushed my tongue against it. If his cock was sharp, his hole was on a different level.
I can't say that the idea didn't make me a little queasy at first, but when Danny had jammed his tongue inside me, I knew that it was a feeling that I couldn't deny my best friends. Since then, I'd grown quite fond of rimming them.
I lapped at his leathery hole, my tongue sliding around his passage as it clenched and he gasped above. His cock began leaking into his bellybutton almost instantly, and after ten minutes of exhaustive tongue fucking, Leon called me over to do the same.
I was always mesmerised by how the young man could be so smooth. As my tired tongue and mouth began to kiss and worship his pink hole, I couldn't help but liken it to a soft silk. Unlike Danny, there was a hint of sweetness from the soap, which filled my lungs as I plunged my tongue into his hole.
Eventually they were both too horny to continue the game, and I knew it was time.
Leon twisted so that his body was facing Danny. He slid his hard cock back into my mouth, which still tasted like cum and ass.
Danny however, was planning his revenge, and had already lathered my hole in lube before he bent my knees and pushed my back down. I felt his hands pry open my ass cheeks.
"Ready?" He asked, and I mumbled into Leon's hard cock.
I winced as he began to push inside me. My ring fought against his girth, but it was useless. Even if I had wanted to prevent him, I couldn't. I was smaller than both of them, weaker, too, and now I was theirs, to do with what they pleased.
After a few minutes of gasping and wincing, Danny had impaled me fully. It was a strange feeling, but not a bad one. Being spread open by your best friend was certainly an experience, but being fucked by Danny, was a mind numbing ordeal.
He wasted no time in getting started. As Leon fucked my throat, Danny began slamming in and out of me at speed.
He had the perfect cock for ass fucking. Each long, hard stroke of his pole made my prostate shiver. Each thrust sent a wave of pleasure through my sweating body and caused my cock to drool below.
I whimpered into Leon's meat, my ass being brutalised and my throat being rammed with vigour. Being used like this made me feel something that no woman could ever accomplish. I was their toy, their play thing, their slave.
Danny grabbed my waist firmly, keeping me in place as he drilled my aching hole, and then I heard their hands clash above me in a sort of Bro high five. They were ready, and so was I.
Their pace quickened, and my mind couldn't decide which brutal invasion to focus on most. Leon's cock exploded first, spilling a smaller, but more violent load than the last time, into my mouth. As I began gulping it down, Danny moaned out behind me.
"I'm cumming!" He snarled, his hips slamming viciously against my ass, and then I felt it happen.
It was like my insides were being inflated with warmth. His cum flooded my rectum, drenching me with his sperm and adding his very DNA to me as though I was his property.
The entire event had tipped me over the edge. As my two best friends emptied themselves inside me, my cock began to spray the sofa beneath me, and my hole clenched around Danny's pole to ensure that he left everything in my guts.
When it was finally over, and the three of us were drained, we fell back onto the couch, breathless and sweaty.
Danny always did it. His hand returned to my private areas, fondling me as I lay there exhausted, fingering his load deeper into my bowels to ensure that his juices remained inside me for as long as possible.
As tired as I was, I knew one thing was for certain. Tonight was only beginning.
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