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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.....

















 
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