The Centerpiece
I'm Billy. I am a college gymnast, 5'6" tall, 135 pounds, honey blond hair, deep blue eyes, well-toned gymnast body with firm pecs, 6 pack abs and a firm bubble butt.
It was my senior year at university. My gymnastics team had just finished competing in a major tournament which my university had hosted. I had won gold in my floor exercise and my team had placed bronze overall. I was headed for the locker room when an older man stepped in front of me blocking my way.
"Billy, congratulations on the gold for your floor exercise," he said. "My name is Millard Jackson. I would like to hire you for a dinner party I am hosting in about four weeks."
"What would I do for a dinner party?' I asked.
"I want you to be the centerpiece on the dining table," he answered.
"Centerpiece?" I asked incredulously.
"Yes," he responded. "You will lie in the center of the dining table blindfolded and naked while my guests enjoy their meal."
"I don't think so," I replied, trying to get around him to get tot he locker room.
"I will pay you $5000," he said.
Five thousand dollars is a lot of money for a college student who has student loans to pay back. He could tell the $5000 offer had my attention.
"All you have to do for the $5000 is lie on the dining table naked and blindfolded for the duration of the dinner, which is about 45 minutes to an hour. After that you are free to leave," he explained.
That didn't seem too difficult and I could use the money.
"Okay," I told him.
"Great!" he replied. "Give me your cell number and I will text you the date and time."
I gave him my number. We shook hands and he departed and I headed to the showers. My team was excited for the bronze since we have some really tough competition, and we were relieved that we had finished our last gymnastics meet for the school year.
I relaxed under the warm water spray of the shower, moving my hands over my tired muscles. I watched my teammates as they did the same. Seeing their hard, naked bodies under the showers gave me hard-on but I had to ignore it. It wasn't the first time I got aroused in the locker room. A couple of my team mates and I have fooled around in the dorm. We exchange blowjobs and I love to get fucked in the ass. I finished my shower, dried myself, dressed and headed for my dorm room.
I hadn't been back at the dorm long before I received a text message from Mr. Jackson. He gave me the date for the dinner which would be in about four weeks. He said he would text me additional information shortly before that date. I texted back that I would be available for that date. He texted he would get back to me. That ended our messages.
In three weeks, I received another text from Mr. Jackson. This text said it was a reminder of our dinner date and he was confirming that I was still planning to attend. I texted him back that "yes, I still plan to attend." He texted that he would send another text the evening before giving final details. I confirmed and the messages ended.
The evening before the dinner, I received another text from Mr. Jackson. "I will send a car to pick you up at your dorm at 6:15 PM. Dress nicely to impress ." He apparently already knew where I lived.
"I will be ready," I responded. That was the end of the messages.
Saturday evening I had showered and dressed in a pair of khaki pants and a sky blue Polo shirt. I wore my gray Nike athletic shoes. There was a knock on my dorm door. I opened the door to find an older man dressed in a uniform.
"I'm Carl, your driver," he told me in a very professional manner.
I grabbed my keys and closed the door behind me as I followed Carl to the car. The car was a shiny black stretch limousine. I saw several students watching in awe as I got into the limo.
"Mr Jackson requires that you put on the blindfold which is lying on the seat beside you on the way to his home," Carl said.
I looked and there was a black strip of fabric which i placed over my eyes and tied behind my head. I fastened my seatbelt and relaxed in the soft leather seat. The drive to the dinner took about fifteen minutes. When we arrived, Carl told me to keep the blindfold on until we were inside the house. He led me to the door and when we were inside, Carl removed the blindfold.
My eyes adjusted to the brightly lit, elegant home. There was Mr. Jackson standing before me. Carl disappeared out the door.
"Welcome to my home," said Mr. Jackson, gesturing around the room as I stood in awe, taking in the elegance and grandeur. He escorted me down a hallway to a very elegant bathroom.
"You will need to take a very thorough shower," he told me. "You will leave your clothes here. When you are ready, come back down the hallway and I will take you to the dining room to get you ready for the dinner."
I nodded my understanding. He left the room. I closed the door and proceeded to get undressed. I had just taken a shower before I left the dorm, but for $5000 I would shower again. I took a "very thorough shower" and dried myself. Mr. Jackson had not provided a robe, and since I was going to be naked for the dinner I walked out of the bathroom in my birthday suit and down the hall.
Mr. Jackson met me at the end of the hall and led me into a grand dining room. In the center of the room was a cherry wood dining table that was at least eight feet long and five wide. There were eight cherry wood chairs around the table. He led me to the table.
Mr Jackson visually inspected my body as he turned me around in a circle. I apparently passed inspection.
"Lie down on the table," he instructed me.
I climbed onto the table and lay down lengthwise in the center. Mr. Jackson handed me a length of black fabric and instructed me to blindfold myself which I did. I placed the cloth over my eyes and tied it snugly behind my head. I then lay back on the table. Mr. Jackson placed my arms and hands at my sides with my palms flat against the table top. My legs were straight and close together.
"Remain still in this position until the dinner is over and I instruct you to get up," he told me.
For $5000, I could lie here naked for an hour. I relaxed. I could hear things being placed around me on the table. Some things were right against my body. After awhile I heard people arriving in the room. I could hear men talking in low whispers but I couldn't really discern what they were saying.
Then Mr. Jackson said," Gentlemen, please take your seats indicated by the place cards. You may admire the handsome centerpiece, but you may not touch it. Let us enjoy our meal."
I could hear movement around the table. I didn't hear the sound of any flatware scraping on plates so I imagined they were eating with their hands. No one spoke unless it was a low whisper and I couldn't hear what was said. Then I could hear what sounded like the table being cleared.
After about an hour of my lying still on my back on the hard table, Mr. Jackson said, "Billy, you have done a very good job of providing eye candy for my guests during our meal. Continue to lie still as I inform you of how you have an opportunity to earn additional money by providing extra enjoyment for my guests. My dinner guests appreciate your well-toned body, and would each pay you $300 to enjoy using your body for their sexual pleasure. If at any time you feel uncomfortable or do not want to continue to participate, just say so and we will stop."
I was shocked! I had never expected this would lead to me being used for sex! But, $300 from eight guests is $2400. I can use the money. It wouldn't be the first time I had been fucked and I do enjoy the pleasure of being fucked.
"Let's do it." I replied.
"Excellent," said Mr. Jackson. "You will remain blindfolded so my guests remain anonymous. We may move you around the table as we enjoy your beautiful body. Just relax and hopefully you will experience as much pleasure as we do."
I lay still and felt someone grab my ankles and pull me toward the edge of the table. My legs were raised in the air and I felt warm breath and wetness as someone put their face between my bubble butt cheeks. I felt a tongue licking and pushing against my rosebud anus. I relaxed my sphincter and allowed the tongue to enter.
I felt lips against mine and I allowed them to kiss me. I opened my mouth and sucked their tongue. They responded by sucking my tongue in turn.
Someone grasped my soft, cut dick. It throbbed in response and began to rise in the hand that held it. Soon the hand was joined by a mouth that surrounded my bulbous, rosy dick head. The mouth sucked my dickhead and the tongue swirled around poking at my pisshole. My dick had stretched to its full six inch length and one inch diameter. I throbbed at the attention it was receiving and began to leak my precum.
The tongue in my ass wet me and I could soon feel it was replaced by a finger which worked in and out, opening my hole for, hopefully, bigger things to cum. The finger was activating my prostate and I wanted more. Next there were two fingers working my hole, stretching me. I relaxed my mancunt to take more.
The mouth on my swollen dick continued to work up and down and around. My smoothly shaved ballsack had pulled up close to my body, ready to deliver a load of my cum when sufficiently triggered.
I felt something cool wiped across my butt crack and worked into my hungry hole. I felt what had to be a cock pushing against my rectum entrance. I relaxed and the cockhead pushed past my anal ring. There was a little discomfort, but I knew it would be replaced by pleasure. The cock pushed slowly forward until I felt my bubble butt cheeks tickled by pubic hairs and a ballsack rubbing against my tailbone.
The cock was not too big, but a nice, comfortable size for my enjoyment. The man behind it knew how to fuck and was riding me like a pro. My legs were over his shoulders as he plowed my college ass.
The guy sucking my dick knew what he was doing too. He took my hard six inches to the root. He pushed against my trimmed pubes as if he wanted more dick, which I guess he did. And the mouth on my mouth was still sucking on my tongue. I couldn't last long at this rate.
I felt my balls pull up against my dick base and I began pumping cum into the mouth that was sucking me. The spasms in my ass from my orgasm set off the guy who was fucking me. I felt his cock expand and his cum shot out of it, filling my insides with his warm manseed. I bucked my ass until I had no more cum to unload.
The cock in my ass pulled out and was quickly replaced by another of similar size. My legs were on the shoulders of the new top. This guy knew how to fuck an ass too. He took advantage of the lubrication provided by the previous cumload and slid all the way into my hole as far as the length of his manhood allowed. He didn't waste any time in finding his rhythm of fucking.
A new mouth replaced the one that had received my cumload. Unfortunately, my dick had gone soft after shooting my cum. Apparently, the sucker didn't mind as he licked and sucked and tried to reawaken my dick.
There was a new mouth on my mouth also. It was a gentler kisser. I liked the way this man made love to my mouth. I made love to his in return.
The second guy topping my ass didn't waste any time in reaching his orgasm. He lunged forward into my bubble butt and unloaded his warm cum into my ass. In a few quick thrusts, he dumped his load and withdrew. I could feel cum running out of my ass, down my butt crack and over my tailbone.
A third cock took his place. This one was larger. It pushed against my sphincter trying to stretch its way in. My mancunt had been warmed up and was ready for more. I relaxed my hole and pushed back. His cockhead pushed past the anal ring. I relaxed more and he slowly pushed forward until I felt his pubes against my bubble butt. He waited a few seconds to allow my hole to adjust to his size.
When I was ready I squeezed his cock with my ass muscles. He began to fuck me with slow and gentle strokes. This cock comfortably filled my asshole. I like big cock because of how it fills me. This guy also knew how to fuck. He rode me like he was riding a horse, smoothly bouncing up and down. I relaxed and enjoyed the ride.
A new mouth had taken my dick and a new mouth was kissing me. These were both great and added to the experience, but I was lost in the fuck ride. A good ass fuck sends me to a place of euphoria where I can zone out and just be lost in the pleasure sensation. I was there.
I don't know how long this third fuck lasted, but it was good and I was brought back from my euphoric trance by his lunges against my butt as his cock pumped his warm cumload into my now sloppy ass. I bucked my hips up to meet his thrusts as I felt his warm manseed pushing up into my colon.
As soon as his orgasm had subsided, his cock popped out and another took its place. Number four was not quite as large in diameter, but definitely longer. This cockhead slipped easily through my sphincter and to its root. It rested a few seconds before the fucker began making his moves. This cock really teased my pleasure button. Each stroke across my prostate was like an electric shock. My own dick was waking up again.
The mouth on my responding dick began to suck when he realized it was waking up. Someone was still kissing me, but my focus was on the cock in my ass.
The long cock was making long strokes and massaging my prostate with every stroke. With each stroke he picked up a little speed. Soon he was plowing my ass like it was a race to the finish. I could feel his long hanging ballsack slapping my tailbone with every inward thrust. I was bucking my hips to meet him and drive his cock as deeply inside me as it would go.
He suddenly grunted and shot his wad. He pushed his cumload as far up my asshole as his long cock would allow. He shoved a couple more times and withdrew his cock. Another cock took its place.
Cocks numbers 5 and 6 were pretty average. Nothing to brag about but they kept my hole warm, and my own dick alive in the mouth of whoever was sucking me. Number 7 was bigger in girth. I felt the larger cockhead pushing at my rosebud anus and relaxed to let it inside. It popped past the anal ring and slid to its full length inside me. It was comfortable. Let the ride begin.
This guy was a casual fucker but his cock was a good size to keep my pleasure button activated. I enjoyed the feeling every time his fat cock slid in and out over my prostate. I could feel my own dick leaking precum again. The cock maintained the same pace as if he had all night. He was in no hurry to shoot his load.
Suddenly, with no warning, I could feel his cum warming my insides even though he had made no move to indicate he was cumming. His rhythm remained the same as he dumped his cumload inside my ass. When he knew he was finished, he withdrew as effortlessly as he had cum.
Number 8 immediately took his place. I felt something cool being spread between my bubble butt cheeks and the head of his cock pushed against my hole. This cock was big! Apparently they had saved the biggest for last. At least I was loosened up. The head of the cock pushed and I relaxed and pushed back. The head popped past my anal ring and hurt like hell! I screamed. My scream was muffled by the mouth over mine, kissing me.
My ass muscles immediately ejected the oversized cockhead. Obviously not one to accept rejection, this guy pushed the cockhead against my anus again. I relaxed and it popped inside. Not to be rejected again, This guy quickly shoved forward forcing his monster man meat to its root. I screamed again.
He held my thighs tightly against himself as my ass tried to expel the painful intruder with no success. After a few minutes of futile, involuntary ass muscle spasms, my hole relaxed and accepted the monster that had forced itself inside.
The fucker began to fuck me. He made short, gentle strokes. I guess he knew his cock needed to be adjusted to and he was taking it easy with me. He fucked me slowly in short strokes for several minutes. By then my asshole had adjusted to the abnormal size inside me and was ready for more.
I bucked my hips up to meet his thrust. He understood I was ready and he began to fuck in earnest. His strokes became longer until I could feel the huge cockhead almost leave my ass before it was plunged to its full length, which was long, deep inside my hot, sore ass.
My own dick was fully hard inside the mouth of whoever was sucking it. I knew my precum was leaking into his warm mouth, and being licked away and swallowed. I was close to cumming again.
My number 8 fucker was pile driving his long, thick, hard member deeply inside my hungry asshole. My hole was in euphoric, pleasurable pain and I wanted more. I wanted more thickness and I wanted more length. We were fucking hard and fast. The table was rocking with our physical exertions.
My top lunged against me so hard that the eight foot table moved. The fucker growled as I felt a blast of his warm manseed invade my bowels. He quickly withdrew the full length of his cock and plowed forward again to shoot another cumload deep within my colon. Again he pulled out and slammed in to shoot another wad of jism inside me.
My own dick responded to the pressures against my prostate and began to shoot my cum down the throat of whoever had my dick in their mouth. I bucked my hips to meet the invading cock in my ass and to force my cum out of my throbbing dick. My fucker and I pounded each others bodies against each other as we were lost in the throws of a massive orgasm.
When we were both spent, the fucker collapsed between my up-stretched, spread legs. His body fell on top of the head of the guy sucking me and bumped against the head of the guy kissing me. We were a pile of perverts on a cherry dining table. I was on the bottom of the pile.
We all lay there for a few minutes while we recovered from the extreme exertions of the final orgasm. Slowly, and one at a time the guests got off of me and the table. I continued to lie there until instructed otherwise by Mr. Jackson. I could hear men talking in low whispers. They were apparently getting dressed and leaving.
When Mr. Jackson finally told me I could remove the blindfold and get off of the table, I was relieved. My backside was sore from having laid flat on my back for so long and with others on top of me. My tailbone felt like it had been rubbed raw.
"You may go back to the bathroom and take a shower and get dressed now," Mr. Jackson told me. "My driver will take you back to your dorm."
I proceeded down the long hallway to the bathroom. The shower water felt soothing on my sore backside. I let the water run over me as I relaxed my tired muscles. I ran my fingers across my painful asshole. It was very sore, but I knew from previous sexual encounters that it will heal quickly.
I dressed and went back down the hallway where Mr. Jackson was waiting.
"My guests were very pleased with your performance this evening," he said. "Here is your $5000 as we agreed for being the centerpiece, and $2400 from the eight dinner guests for your after-dinner participation. They are all very interested if you would be willing to be our centerpiece again in the future. We have our dinner once a month."
I don't know how long I had been there, but I didn't know of any other way I could ever make $7400 in one day. I could use the money to pay on my student loans. Even though my asshole was sore now, I knew it would be fine in a couple of days, and I definitely enjoyed the sex.
"I would be interested in being your centerpiece again," I answered.
"Wonderful!" said Mr. Jackson with a broad smile on his face. "I will text you a week before the dinner to confirm, and again the evening before with the details. We will look forward to having you again."
With that he escorted me to the door where I was met by Carl the driver who escorted me to the limousine. I was told to put on the blindfold again and rode back to the dorm blindfolded. When we arrived back on campus, Carl had delivered me to my dorm where I thanked him and went to my room and to bed.
I served as centerpiece for Mr. Jackson's dinner parties two more times before I graduated and moved out of state. Each dinner party was the same. Although I never saw the guests, other than Mr. Jackson, I felt like it was the same men every time. Each time the order of fuckers was the same. I always dreaded the pain, but looked forward to the pleasure from number 8.
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William "Billy" Razeur