First Time, oral anal, M/MMM
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After Work Invitation By Wolf
When I graduated from high school, I got a job working for a machine shop. The owner was a pot-bellied, balding older man that always had a cigar in his mouth. He was jovial enough but short tempered. The senior machinist was another pot-bellied man over sixty-years-old that was named Bill. There were five other guys that worked in the shop.
The guy's conversations were vulgar if not downright profane, but I got used to their language and learned to be accepted. I had to engage in the same behavior. I was just an eighteen-year-old five-foot nine-inch blonde with blue eyes and freckles across my nose. After work one Friday Bill invited me to go with him to the home of one of the single guys that had a home located a half mile outside of town.
When he drove me there I saw that the cars of the other guys from the shop were already parked in front of the house. Upon entering I saw that the other guys were all there and were drinking beer. The interior of the house was not unusual but the place was dusty showing a lack of housekeeping. I was handed a cold can of beer.
Five of the guys gathered round a hexagon poker table and invited me to join them. I sat at the remaining chair and was handed a stack of poker chips. They explained that the reason for only ten chips was so the game wouldn't take too long. They said the game is five card stud poker. One of the guys shuffled the deck and the guy to his right cut the deck and three cards were dealt out. We each tossed a chip into the pot. Some guys took one look at their cards and folded. With each remaining card dealt we and auntie up. The remaining players had the option of raising the bet, pass, or call. It was at that point I thought to ask: "What are the stakes?"
I was told winner takes all and had first option to fuck the person of his choice. I was shocked at that news and was thinking about making a bolt for the door. I looked in the direction of our boss in hopes of him coming to my rescue, but at that moment he was escorting the other young guy from the shop out of the room and down the hall in the direction of the bedrooms, I assumed.
I continued to play and the chips would increase in front of one player and decrease in front of another. One by one players would run out of chips and leave the table. They would get more beer and bring fresh cans to the remaining player. Bill was soon gathering up the most chips. I learned quickly folding early simply decreased your own number of hips. Just the same it wasn't long before I found myself sitting across from Bill and he was raking in my last chip. Bill had eliminated all competition.
Bill pushed his chair back from the table and stood up. He took hold of my hand and pulled me up. I was about to panic, and when I looked around the room, I saw the other guys pairing up and they were hugging and kissing each other while they were sitting on the furniture. Bill led me down the hall to a bedroom. He had a strong grip on my hand as he led me. I was afraid to say anything or resist.
When we were behind the bedroom door, Bill began to remove his clothes. When he took off his shirt, I saw how hairy his arms were, and the old blue tattoos were almost unidentifiable. Then he pulled the white T-shirt over his head and tossed it aside, before he sat on the bed long enough to remove his shoes and socks. Seeing his upper torso, I saw just how hairy he was. His chest was covered with dark hair. Only his pot belly was void of hair. When he bent over to remove his shoes, I saw that his back was as hairy as an ape. Also, when he bent over his tight blue jeans were low enough that his butt crack was exposed and I could see dark hairs in the crack. When he stood up to unbutton the jeans, he told me to get undressed.
Seeing Bill totally naked was interesting. His legs seemed spindly compared to the girth of his body and his butt was small. His cock was only about five-inches long but it was as thick as my wrist, and his scrotum was wedged between his thick thighs. I also noticed that since we had come directly from work, we both smelled of cutting oil. I hadn't started taking off my own jeans, and Bill grabbed me by the waistband of my jeans and pulled me towards him. He jerked my pants open and pulled them down my legs. I was hobbled, because my work boots were still on and the jeans couldn't be pulled over them. Bill ripped my underwear off me and tossed the remains aside. He pushed me backwards until I was forced to sit on the bed.
He picked my legs up and placed my heels against his chest and pressed forward, elevating my butt until my asshole was aligned with his cock. He forced it into my asshole. The pain was terrible and I pleaded with Bill to pull it out. Bill simply said: "By tomorrow night you will not only be used to a cock in your ass or mouth, you will be begging for us to fuck you!"
I was crying like a baby, but there was no escape. He was sweating profusely and sweat was dripping from his face onto my face. While he was fucking my ass, he used his right hand to masturbate me. Before he ejaculated into my colon, he made me squirt my own cum all over my belly and face. When he pulled out of my ass I was dripping cum out of my asshole.
He pulled me off the bed and drug me back to the living room. We were both naked. I was embarrassed being exposed like that. Only all the guys were also naked and either sucking cocks or getting a cock shoved up their ass.
Our boss was sitting in a chair and the young man he had taken to a bedroom was kneeling before him, clinging to his thighs, and sucking his fat cock. Bill handed me another beer and he kissed me on the mouth before he placed my hand into the hand of our boss.
By morning every member of the machine shop had fucked my ass and made me suck his cock clean. Everyone slept everywhere they lay most of the morning. In the afternoon the sex continued. By that evening my asshole was sore but I could only think about the next time we would party. Bill didn't take me home. He took me to his home and he fucked until we had to report to work on Monday.
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