Nightclubbing, Pt V (Fight Night)

Read Pt IV here 

It took a while before Hassan and Antony figured out how to share me. We all moved into Antony’s loft, and slept in a California king in his huge master bedroom. I was always in the middle.

At first they had to keep track of who got to fuck me, and when. They even used a chart on the kitchen wall. But eventually we settled into a routine, where Antony would fuck and breed me before he left for work, then Hassan would come home an hour or so later and have me for the evening.

At first Hassan was adamant about me cleaning out for him after Antony used me. But one day he expressly asked me not to. When he got home that evening I could see in his eyes that he was beyond horned. 

“He breed you?” Hassan said as he set down his bag in the hall. He came over to me and grabbed my ass through my shorts.

“Yeah,” I said.

“How long ago?”

“Right before you got here,” I said. Hassan had that look in his eye. It even crossed my mind that he was angry. But he just pushed me over the kitchen counter and yanked down my shorts.

“Did you keep it in you like I asked?” he said, feeling my sloppy hole. “Oh fuck, yeah you did,” he said, and got on his knees in the kitchen and immediately buried his face in my ass, licking deep and sucking Antony’s load out of my hole. “Eating my bro’s creampie, fuck yeah,” he said before going back for more. 

When he’d eaten all of Antony’s cum out of me he shoved his cock in and it only took him a few pumps to cream. He fucked me a few more times that night and by the time he’d finished pumping his third load into me Antony was getting home.

“You eat that creampie I made for you, bro?” Antony said, walking over to where Hassan was pulling out of me, three loads deep. 

“Sure did brah. Tasted fuckin good,” Hassan said. “Made one for you too. Extra cream.” 

“Dude…” Antony said, grabbing hold of my muscle butt, feeling for my sloppy hole and dipping a finger inside. “That’s a fuckton of cum.”

“All yours bro,” Hassan said, jacking his re-charging cock as Antony leaned down and licked up what Hassan left for him. They made out as Antony fucked me again, and when he came Hassan ate it up again. 

“Fucking love a creampie served up fresh from my bro,” Hassan said in between sucking face with Antony.

“Best snack ever,” Antony said. I wondered if they would keep going like that all night, the two of them loading me up and getting so turned on from eating me out that they fuck another load into me. But they got legitimately hungry and I’d made dinner so we all sat down to eat together. I knew better than to get dressed. All that night I got dick in me, sometimes two at once, and in the morning, before Hassan headed off to work, they held me down and got me off with their hands, directing my spurting rod at their mouths then sharing my cum between them.

“Best gift this hot slut could give us,” Antony said, wiping his mouth and tweaking Hassan’s nipples as he cleaned the rest of my cum of my cock. “Anytime we’re hungry we can just hold him down and milk a load out of him.” 

***

Tonight there’s a fight on, and we’ve invited all our bros over to watch. Immediately I can tell the vibe has shifted. All my bros are looking at me differently, less like I’m their bro and more like I’m a hot piece they could fuck and jizz in if they wanted to.

Antony’s got the beer and liquor flowing and everyone’s getting buzzed, passing around a joint and yelling at the fight. Occasionally I’ll catch someone looking over at me and tweaking their half-hard through their sweatpants. When the fight is over Antony turns down the volume on the TV and there’s this feeling of anticipation. It’s me, Hassan, Antony and our three best bros. All of them muscle dudes, hot as fuck and horny as hell.

“You guys ready to fuck?” Antony says.

“Hell yeah,” says Sa’id, who’s huge and hairy and likes to fuck chicks super rough. 

“We can fuck him raw too, right?” says Chuck, who’s clean-cut and  handsome and apparently has a cock as thick as a beer can. 

“No condoms allowed,” Hassan says and Maddox’s eyes get real wide. He’s our youngest bro, who we all lift with, and he’s only been of legal age for a couple weeks. 

They’re all looking at me and I have this moment of panic. But Hassan puts his hand on my shoulder and whispers in my ear. “You’re gonna do great, bro. You’re my bitch. I know you can do it. Make me proud.” It makes my cock swell. Antony smiles at me and nods, then leads me back into his guest bedroom which is set up with lube, poppers, even a leather paddle. 

“We’re letting Maddox have first dibs,” Antony says and I can see his boner bobbing around in his sweats. “But fuck dude, I just need you to suck it a little,” he says as he takes it out. I immediately lean down and take it in my throat. “Ah…fuck…yeah…” he says and starts to fuck my throat.

“Antony!” Hassan calls out from the living room.

“Comin, bro!” Antony says, taking his cock out of my mouth and smiling down at me. “Later,” he says to me. He instructs me to get naked and on all fours on the bed. When I’m ready they all bring Maddox in, who’s apparently a virgin. I’m gonna be his first piece of ass. 

They strip him naked. He’s got such a tight body. They bring him to the edge of the bed and have me suck him till he gets hard. “There you go little bro,” Antony encourages the kid when his boner is fully throbbing. “Here, hold his face and fuck into it. That’s it, little man. Look at you!” Maddox is grinning with pride as he fucks my face. They have me lick his ass next, it’s muscled and smooth and he seems almost confused by the sensation of it. 

They get Maddox behind me and shove his face in my ass. “You’re gonna have to learn to eat pussy eventually,” Sa’id says. It takes Maddox a minute to get the hang of it but then he’s really going for it, digging his tongue deep as everyone cheers him on.

“Look how hard he is; he’s ready!” Chuck says, reaching down to stroke Maddox’s young, shaved prong. They get him into position and Hassan directs his cock at my hole.

“Go ahead little man, push in…” Hassan instructs and I feel Maddox’s virgin dick slide into me for the first time. 

“Balls-deep man!” Hassan reports, feeling the tight sphere of Maddox’s cream-filled nuts pushed up against my ass. 

“Hell yeah little bro! Congrats!” Antony says.

“You’re a man now, dog!” Chuck says.

I can tell Maddox won’t last long so I’m not surprised when, after only a few pumps, his shoots his load. His young dong pulses as he empties so much cum into me that I wonder if he's been saving it up since he was a young teenager. Some of the guys take the piss over the fact that he couldn’t hold back, but Hassan puts his arm around him and ruffles his hair.

“You’ll go longer next time,” Hassan says to him.

Chuck is next and his cock is just as thick as I’d feared. But he’s chill and even lays back on the bed and lets me take my time, adjusting my throat to his dick before I straddle it and slowly take the entire thing in my well-lubed ass. Soon he’s pounding me on all fours. The guys drift in and out of the room, sipping on beer or taking hits of weed, sometimes playing with my cum-glazed hole or spanking me with the paddle as Chuck uses me. He fucks me slow and steady and that thick cock stretches me out just right. When he finally cums he blows it deep.

“Damn, that really is some primo ass,” Chuck says, panting as he pulls out. Cum burbles out of me like hot lava. 

“Told you, brah,” Antony says. 

Sa’id comes around the bed, 6’ 4” of hulking, hairy muscle. 

“Suck this cock, faggot,” Sa’id says. His cock is mean and hard and sprouting hair from every angle. I know he’s not gonna go easy on me. He gives me just a second to get used to it in my mouth before he grabs me by the hair and starts to choke me with it. The guys gather around, stroking their hard or re-charged cocks, and the room gets quiet as Sa’id gets more into it, reaching down to slap my ass hard before going back to training my throat to take him deep.

Even though I’m loosened and lubed, I wince when Sa’id shoves himself in my asshole. He’s rough and unforgiving, and doesn’t hold back. Just starts pounding me hard and getting into this intense rhythm as the guys egg him on, almost reverent at witnessing his skill.

“Fuck that ass, man!”

“Give it to that bitch, hit it hard!” they say.

Sa’id is slapping my ass and pounding me like a piston. I go into this other state, nothing on my mind but the thick rod riding my ass and Sa’id’s strong hands pulling my hair and wrapping around my throat to choke me as he pounds deep.

“Gonna cum in you, faggot,” Sa’id says in my ear. “Take it, oh take it you bitch…” he groans as I feel his rod pulse and his nuts unload into me. 

I’m played out after that and Hassan can tell, so he has us all take a break. We go back into the living room and crack open some fresh beers. And pretty soon we’re all laughing and joking, never mind that we’re all still naked and I’ve got most of their loads dripping out of me. Maddox keeps getting boners which Chuck makes fun of him for, but then they have me bend over the couch so Maddox can go a second round. If anything he’s even quicker on the trigger this time, which he gets some good-natured ribbing for. 

We wind up partying all night. Hassan and Antony tag-team me for a while, then they all take turns. Maddox goes at me a grand total of five times, much to the delight of my bros. They can’t stop ragging on him about it but you can tell they think it’s hot, too, this young horny virgin who can’t keep his boner or his loads down, who’s just a fountain of fresh, endless cum. Chuck has another go at me, kicking back as I ride him and extract another load from his nuts. Sa’id makes me suck his cock while we watch ESPN, holding his cock deep as he unloads, his attention never wavering from the TV or our bros, almost like I’m not there.

Maddox blows one last load into me, and then the guys start to head out.

“You did so good, bro,” Antony says to me as he and Hassan lead me to the master bedroom. I’m exhausted, my ass is wrecked, but I’m smiling as we cuddle up close under the covers. Antony spoons my back side and I’m facing Hassan, watching his serene expression as he drifts off. I think of how far we’ve come, how I never anticipated any of it when Hassan and I started doing this. I give him a peck on the lips and he opens his eyes for just a moment, then smiles and pulls me in closer as the three of us fall asleep.